[ That flirtiness earns him another noise half scoff, half snort but when Jaskier comes closer and hugs him from behind, he leans into him without hesitation. His hands cover Jaskier's, not to stop him but simply to interlace their fingers and squeeze them tight, and he shivers at the whisper right into his ear.
He hums softly, eyes going half-lidded in quiet pleasure at Jaskier's closeness, the solid warm presence of him pressed against his back, the raw affection between them. The spark of desire that has been fanned by Jaskier's flirting, even if Jiang Cheng outwardly only responded with his usual disgruntlement. ] No, I don't. [ His voice is a little husky. ] I don't want you to leave me alone. I never do.
[ He brings Jaskier's hand up to his lips and turns it around to expose the wrist. He brushes his lips over the pulse point and nips at his fingertips. ] I waited for your return.
[ He likes hearing the scoff because when Jiang Cheng is truly mad he goes silent and frowny, instead of doing that. It's a personal guilty pleasure of Jaskier to ruffle the warrior's feathers. But then the man holds his hand and leans into him and the bard feels warmth spread from the center of his chest all through his whole body.
His fingers squeeze back and he kisses Jiang Cheng's cheek after the man admits that he wants him here with him. Jaskier feels his own grew hot when the lightest kiss is pressed against the skin of his wrist and he's sure he takes in an audible breath when nibbling follows. He's not invulnerable to flirting himself because it happens so rarely that is the other person doing it. ]
You..oh...I... That's fantastic, truly.
[ Jiang Cheng can enjoy the very rare view of a speechless bard. He should be more confident in his own flirting skills, they seem to work wonders on Jaskier. ]
[ There's a smile tugging the corners of his mouth upwards. ] Fantastic, is it? That's high praise... [ His voice drops to a low murmur, intimate and just a little teasing.
He brushes another kiss to the center of Jaskier's palm before he lets their hands sink and turns his head, twisting as much as he can within Jaskier's arms without actually turning around to face him.] Is it fantastic enough that I get a kiss?
[ After that fantastic night followed by a morning of exercises and meditation, he is feeling about as relaxed and mellow as he can get. Even his dress shows it, with his hair still loose, the robes he wears plain and comfortable rather than the lavish, heavy robes he wears to show off the wealth of his homeland and thus be taken seriously at court. ]
You, ah, deserve nothing less. [ He can feel that smile against his skin, it pulls one of his own from Jaskier's lips. There's a small shudder running up his spine at the kiss to his palm and he's also too eager to tilt his face and brush his lips against the corner of Jiang Cheng's lips, confidence returning. ]
Only one? it would be selfish of me not to offer more.
[ He gets a little lost in the way the light coming from the fireplaces catches on the curve of Cheng's high cheekbones. Jaskier could write a million and one song about those cheekbones alone. He's never seen a more beautiful man in his whole life and when Jiang Cheng's in this kind of mood, he's simply too tempting to resist.
Jaskier doesn't make him turn, he's the one who's stepping to the side instead, moving onto his partner's front to cup his face with a hand and lean in as he closes his eyes. The kiss is slow and gentle, his long eyelashes brushing the other man's cheeks. His free arm curls around Jiang CHeng's waist, pulling their bodies close and only breaking the kiss when breathing becomes too much of a necessity. ]
I missed you a lot while you were meditating. [ Another quick light kiss is pressed against his lover's lips before Jaskier's mouth busies itself somewhere else. He kisses the curve of the man's jaw and then heads lower. There's nipping, licking and sucking, he's aiming for that sweet spot on Jiang Cheng's neck that might drawn out a moan out of him. ] Let me show you how much. Please?
[ There is something about the way in which Jaskier looks at him which never fails to flood Jiang Cheng with a warmth that leaves him both giddy and breathless. But in moments like this, when their flirting is not quite so innocent, these looks flood him with heat and a desire to burn himself into his skin so Jaskier will never forget him.
He lets himself be kissed so sweetly, lets his hands rest on Jaskier's hips and lets his fingers wander under his shirt while they kiss and explore another. Bends for him when he mouths at his neck, then shudders and moans quietly without even trying to hold on to composure.
In this mood, the answer comes very easily to him. ] Everything. You can do everything with me. [ His lips part breathlessly and while his hands tug at Jaskier's shirt with more purpose. He wants to see his skin exposed, wants to make him flush with arousal and first follow its spread with his eyes, then his lips. He dips his hands to catch his lips again. His hands glide up Jaskier's chest. ] You can have everything from me.
[ I am yours, he wants to say, but that holds implications he isn't brave enough for yet. It will mean too much when he says it, wants to have all that meaning. But with his body he can maybe say it without words. ]
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He hums softly, eyes going half-lidded in quiet pleasure at Jaskier's closeness, the solid warm presence of him pressed against his back, the raw affection between them. The spark of desire that has been fanned by Jaskier's flirting, even if Jiang Cheng outwardly only responded with his usual disgruntlement. ] No, I don't. [ His voice is a little husky. ] I don't want you to leave me alone. I never do.
[ He brings Jaskier's hand up to his lips and turns it around to expose the wrist. He brushes his lips over the pulse point and nips at his fingertips. ] I waited for your return.
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His fingers squeeze back and he kisses Jiang Cheng's cheek after the man admits that he wants him here with him. Jaskier feels his own grew hot when the lightest kiss is pressed against the skin of his wrist and he's sure he takes in an audible breath when nibbling follows. He's not invulnerable to flirting himself because it happens so rarely that is the other person doing it. ]
You..oh...I... That's fantastic, truly.
[ Jiang Cheng can enjoy the very rare view of a speechless bard. He should be more confident in his own flirting skills, they seem to work wonders on Jaskier. ]
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He brushes another kiss to the center of Jaskier's palm before he lets their hands sink and turns his head, twisting as much as he can within Jaskier's arms without actually turning around to face him.] Is it fantastic enough that I get a kiss?
[ After that fantastic night followed by a morning of exercises and meditation, he is feeling about as relaxed and mellow as he can get. Even his dress shows it, with his hair still loose, the robes he wears plain and comfortable rather than the lavish, heavy robes he wears to show off the wealth of his homeland and thus be taken seriously at court. ]
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Only one? it would be selfish of me not to offer more.
[ He gets a little lost in the way the light coming from the fireplaces catches on the curve of Cheng's high cheekbones. Jaskier could write a million and one song about those cheekbones alone. He's never seen a more beautiful man in his whole life and when Jiang Cheng's in this kind of mood, he's simply too tempting to resist.
Jaskier doesn't make him turn, he's the one who's stepping to the side instead, moving onto his partner's front to cup his face with a hand and lean in as he closes his eyes. The kiss is slow and gentle, his long eyelashes brushing the other man's cheeks. His free arm curls around Jiang CHeng's waist, pulling their bodies close and only breaking the kiss when breathing becomes too much of a necessity. ]
I missed you a lot while you were meditating. [ Another quick light kiss is pressed against his lover's lips before Jaskier's mouth busies itself somewhere else. He kisses the curve of the man's jaw and then heads lower. There's nipping, licking and sucking, he's aiming for that sweet spot on Jiang Cheng's neck that might drawn out a moan out of him. ] Let me show you how much. Please?
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He lets himself be kissed so sweetly, lets his hands rest on Jaskier's hips and lets his fingers wander under his shirt while they kiss and explore another. Bends for him when he mouths at his neck, then shudders and moans quietly without even trying to hold on to composure.
In this mood, the answer comes very easily to him. ] Everything. You can do everything with me. [ His lips part breathlessly and while his hands tug at Jaskier's shirt with more purpose. He wants to see his skin exposed, wants to make him flush with arousal and first follow its spread with his eyes, then his lips. He dips his hands to catch his lips again. His hands glide up Jaskier's chest. ] You can have everything from me.
[ I am yours, he wants to say, but that holds implications he isn't brave enough for yet. It will mean too much when he says it, wants to have all that meaning. But with his body he can maybe say it without words. ]