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The slow melody of a romantic musical plays in the background, filling the dark room with soothing tunes. It perfectly fits the mood, the soundtrack of the old movie only further enticing the embracing couple.
Jiang Cheng is half laying and half sitting on his side of the bed, feeling every bit of his self warming up to the touch of gentle hands cupping his face. His stormy eyes are closed for once, allowing him to freely drown into the sweetness of his lovers mouth. Plump lips press against his thin ones, caressing and kissing his mouth with a lovely diligence.
“A-Huan…” He murmurs lowly, part of him still too lost into the kiss to completely pull away. Although he should, fast .
The weak call of the name only erupts a low, sensual chuckle from his lover’s throat. The sound sends a shiver down his spine, a new wave of heat spreading inside of him and igniting a knowing spark inside. There’s no time to react, however, as Lan Xichen resumes the kiss once again, this time with even more fevor.
Their mouths slot together into a deep and passionate kiss, lips moving in sync as they fall into a delicious dance. Lan XiChen sighs between each touch of lips and caress of tongue, fingers pulling lightly at the tiny hair strands on his nape as she changes positions. Her velvet tongue licks and intrudes the inside of his mouth, brushing and exploring the wet cavern.
The man whimpers softly against those attacking lips, air leaving his lungs at an alarming speed as his gorgeous lover casually settles herself between his legs and over his torso. Lan XiChen mercifully breaks away from the kiss to nip at his jaw and chin, provoking little sparks of electricity at each drag of teeth against his skin. Her mouth trails down his throat, teasing and sucking in search of the sweet spot right where his shoulder meets his neck. A breathy moan escapes his lips at the hot sensation of a precise suck and bite to his sensitive skin.
The gracious woman pulls slightly away to admire the bright pink mark she just added to the flushed surface, giving a small triumphant smile at the erotic result. She is leaning back down to capture his mouth again, their lips only a hair breadth away, when Jiang Cheng touches her left cheek with one hand. A featherlight touch to her soft skin, as if he’s afraid of breaking her with the contact, making her stop on her tracks.
Hazel eyes meet grey blue ones, a million unspoken words are shared with only a glance. Lan Xichen shows him a promising and tender smile, placing a reverent, long kiss to the center of his open palm before leaning down to devour his mouth once again.
Ah, it’s always like this. Jiang Cheng has already lost count of the number of times Lan Xichen has tricked him into a make out with the innocent pretence of a single peck on the lips. She blinks her amber eyes at him, smiling so softly and pleading like an angel. He would feel terrible for denying her that, so of course he gives in every time.
During the time they have dated, Jiang Cheng got to know many of her qualities and hidden traits. Not only he realized Lan Xichen could be surprisingly stubborn and persuasive, the young man also discovered the tall lady is also very sensuous and rather unrelenting during their intimate moments.
And it’s not that he doesn’t enjoy these heated moments he spends holding her so intimately close like this either.
Jiang Cheng definitely appreciates the feeling of her warm and soft body pressing against him. Her kisses taste all the more sweet like this, mesmerizing him with its devoted passion as she discreetly straddles his toned legs. His arms can envelop that tiny waist with such ease, his weak heart swells with an odd sense of possessiveness at the sound of her breath hitching ever so lightly as he finally does so. Her weight over him is comforting, grounding and also exciting, he can’t deny it. All this undivided attention given to him makes his muscles turn into jelly, his blush spreading from his cheeks down to his neck and shoulders. Everything feels like burning up and he finds himself moaning against those addictive lips.
It’s silly, but Jiang Cheng never thought he would get to be so intimate with anyone. He remembers the bitter frustration of every failed attempt at finding love, the exasperated rejections of many first dates that added to a compromising long list of turn downs. He remembers creating a list himself, adding many traits and requirements for the next awful time he tried looking for a partner. It gave him the false impression that he had power over his romantic life. He could decide if and who was worthy of his attention, keeping everyone out from his hidden heart.
Those requirements were mostly things he admires about his older sister, the only person he is certain that loves him back. He created that list out of rage and disappointment at himself, fully believing no one could ever match it and repeat the miracle of holding him dear to their heart, be it in a platonic or romantic way. It was meant to protect him from danger, to let him heal and grow all by himself.
Never, not even in a million lifetimes, he expected to meet Lan XiChen. Someone so naturally beautiful, who smiled so easily and with such a kind and forgiving heart. She was patient with his suspicions, understanding of his harsh mask and forced indifference. She was open and willing to see, to meet his vulnerable self, all the while respecting his limits and boundaries. Falling for her was so easy he didn’t notice until his feelings were already deeply rooted inside his heart. He had panicked and fought against those emotions for what seemed like endless months, but everything was to no avail.
Little did he know that, for the longest time then, that same love had already bloomed inside the heart he fancied so much.
A soft sigh brings him back from his wandering. His heart skips several beats as he feels Lan Xichen pressing dangerously closer to him, sitting right above his growing hardness. She whimpers a pleased noise against his mouth in response to the touch, smooth hands guiding his bigger ones to her bottom. His low groan is muffled by her hungry mouth as shy fingers explores the dazzling curves of her round cheeks, her hips moving in tantalizing lazy circles to welcome his hesitant palms.
There’s something exhilarating about the way he can feel her body trembling so adorably above him as he traces the lace of her panties through the silk fabric of her nightgown. A feeling he can’t quite get used to despite the many times they have repeated this scene. Lan Xichen pulls away from the kiss to sigh a moan, eyes closed in concentration as she moves her hips in shallow trusts against him. A husky moan of his own escapes his throat at the sweet friction provided, alarms ringing inside his head at the pleasure the action gives him.
“A-Huan…” He repeats between showers of butterfly kisses to her shoulders and neck, this time voicing his resolve more firmly.
Lan XiChen immediately stops moving at that, but not without giving him a small pout in protest. He can’t help the breathy chuckle that leaves him at the endearing sight, heart pounding inside his ribcages.
“Tsc, so shameless.” He fakes annoyance, despite the obvious smile on his lips. Without waiting for her reaction he gently cups her flushed nape, bringing her down to kiss that pout out of her.
Their mouths meet again in a tender press, a soothing contrast from their heated bodies. This kiss is slower and smooth, so full of mutual love and affection. Their tongues meet in soft caresses, entangling in each other before brushing over sensitive lower lips. Jiang Cheng gives one last, tentative squeeze to her soft thigh before resting his hands over her hips in restraint, earning a pleased hum from the woman lacing her arms around his neck. There’s a series of sweet pecks, then a shared breath between smiles and finally one long, gentle nip to her abused bottom lip.
Lan XiChen locks eyes with him after he pulls away, her bright amber eyes shining with desire and want but also admiration and compromise. Her smile is inquisitive, tugging at the corner of her pretty kiss swollen lips as she plays idly with the tiny hair strands on his nape. Jiang Cheng is left breathless, completely and utterly smitten with this outworldly goddess sitting on his lap. Her slightly disheveled hair and enticing blush coloring both her cheeks and ears makes his heart soar with a deep sense of accomplishment.
This is the one. The one person he was meant to meet, the woman who has won his doubtful heart so effortlessly. The one he wants to spend this and many more lifetimes with.
His Lan Huan.
“Are you sure you want to wait two more months to have this?” Lan XiChen asks sweetly and rather out of breath, nuzzling his left temple affectionately.
Jiang Cheng himself is surprised by the fluttering in his heart at that question, his own face heating up a little more at the reminder. His eyes inevitably fall to the one hand sneakily caressing his chest, right above his heart, with long fingers casually tugging at a button of his pajama shirt. The beautiful hand that has a topaz silver ring adorning her finger, proving to the entire world that they are going to marry in just a few more weeks. The amount of happiness that floods his heart just from seeing his fiancée wearing that ring is extremely embarrassing, but he just can’t help it.
Lan XiChen said yes . She agreed to be his fiancée. And in two months he’ll ask her to grace the rest of his life being his wife and he hopes with all his heart she’ll say yes again.
Gods, he doesn’t know what he would do if she said no. But he trusts her love, their commitment to each other.
That’s the reason why he needs to behave and restrain for now. He doesn’t want to rush things or disrespect Lan Xichen in any way. She’s a very important and special woman to him, his first ever girlfriend and the person he admires the most. He wants their first time to be perfect, with a very romantic setting and with explicit consent from both parties. And he can’t see it happening any time before their wedding night, when they’ll be each other’s choice and promise, until death does them apart. He wants to call her his wife and hear her calling him ‘husband’. He wants it to mean everything, to show just how deep his love for her is.
Despite being incredibly provocative between four walls and somewhat upset with this decision, Lan Xichen agreed to it rather quickly when she was told. It was during their dating years and she had warned Jiang Cheng that he wouldn’t be her first, much to his displeasure and growing insecurities over his own virginity. She quickly reassured him by saying that he would become her last and only target of affections the moment he proposed to her. The promise alone was enough to shut all the pessimistic whispers inside his head, his heart pounding with newfound feelings towards this exceptional woman he had the honor to love.
Lan XiChen doesn’t make any more attempts to lure him to bed ever since he voiced his wishes back then. Although she often makes their make out sessions very steamy and tempting to him, she never crosses that line and respects his boundaries. Those meaningful gestures that only proved she is the one who will make him the happiest.
“I am sure.” He murmurs contently, reaching for her right hand to intertwine their fingers together.
And see both rings side by side. Like stars in the night sky.
Like them.
Just two more months and nothing will keep them apart.
Lan Xichen giggles softly as she swiftly readjusts her nightgown to keep her leverage decent. They have dated for so long but Jiang Cheng never once saw her without any clothes on and she respects his wish to keep it like that until their nuptial night.
“You are such a romantic, my heart.” She breathes out, pressing a lovingly peck to his mouth
“But I hope you do know that our wedding night will be very long because of this.” She whispers against his mouth before nipping at his bottom lip.
A pool of delicious warmth form on his lower belly at the promise behind those erotic words. How many times has Lan Xichen already threatened him with the exact same suggestive words? With this melodious voice that hides so many intentions and plagues his dreams at night.
“Of course I know!“ Jiang Cheng retorts, immediately flushing at his own words. “I mean, I know– Y-You talk a lot about –“
Before he can form coherent words to his very soft and warm fiancé on his lap, Lan Xichen breaks into a radiant smile. The sight silences him in an instant, a fuzzy feeling inside his chest preventing him from making any sound.
“Have I told you I love you today, A-Cheng?” She whispers as she presses her forehead against his. “Because I do. I love you so much, my dearest.”
He can’t help the small tears forming on the corners of his eyes and blurring his vision at the confession. It doesn’t matter how many times those words have been repeated, it always steals his breath away with its intensity. Never had Jiang Cheng expected to find someone so bright, so charming in his life. Someone who loved so deeply and openly, that didn’t find fault in his lack of softness and cared to look into his actions to find his deep affection. Someone that chooses him first and keeps choosing him eternally without hesitation. Someone to love and be loved in return.
Lan Xichen is everything he looked for and everything he’ll ever want.
Jiang Cheng smiles back at her, a wide grin on his lips as his heart pounds inside his chest so full of love and devotion to this woman, to this moment.
“And you’re the one I’ll always love, A-Huan.”