He's completely unable to keep his hands off him, as he follows him to the dance floor. One hand resting low on his back as they walk, pulling him close just to steal another kiss, fingertips lingering over the curve of his neck or the neckline of his dress.
By the time they make it to the group of people dancing, he feels almost as though he's a little intoxicated on the ability to touch Huaisang like this, even though he hasn't had any alcohol tonight.
"You're so beautiful, sweetheart, look at you," he murmurs as he pulls Huaisang in close again.
Huaisang is pleased with the way Xichen is acting. He relishes every touch and that the other just can't seem to stop. He kisses him back and it's the first time there's been any public display between them and people still wouldn't realize who Xichen is with.
As they get to the dance floor he starts to dance very close, one arm hanging over the other's shoulder as he looks up at him. "I was hoping you'd like it," Huaisang smiles, leaning up to press another kiss to the other's lips.
If he could think about anything other than being able to touch and kiss Huaisang like this, he'd probably realize that he's likely making things awkward for himself. There are many people here who know who he is, who'll see him completely wrapped up in some beautiful woman - but honestly, even if he did realize it, he's not sure he'd care. He's thoroughly taken, and if Huaisang isn't ready to reveal their relationship, then what does it matter if people think he's head over heels for some mystery woman?
His arm slides around Huaisang's waist when the other starts dancing close to him, pressing himself against him as he matches his movements. "It's you, A-Sang, I cannot think of anything I wouldn't like with you."
But then, lest he think that Xichen's only enjoying this for Huaisang's sake, he sprays his palm over the material of the dress, lets his other hand cup Huaisang's face and his thumb brush against his lips. "I like it," he clarifies. "I like having you like this, looking so pretty and soft."
Huaisang watches Xichen's face as their dancing, bodies pressed close and Huaisang is biding his time to just move to grinding against Xichen until the other couldn't take it anymore. For now it's slightly more innocent than that. His heart is racing as he meets the other's eyes.
Xichen makes him feel wanted as he touches Huaisang, the thumb that slid across his lips and Huaisang's pink tongue darted out to lick. "I can dress up more for you," Huaisang smirks. Needless to say he has a closet full of women's clothes and heals, make up and no short amount of lingerie. His interest in cross dressing is one that goes pretty far back.
There's a soft inhale at the implication that Huaisang has more where this came from - that he'd wear it specifically for Lan Xichen. His pupils dilate a little as Huaisang licks at his thumb, eyes dark and hungry.
"I'd like that." It is, admittedly, not something he'd really thought about before, but oh, he is thinking about it now. It's easy to imagine Huaisang in silk and satin and lace, dressed up so pretty for him, the way he might let Lan Xichen spread him out and tell him how pretty he is, how he was made for this.
There's a little electric thrill as he wonders how far Huaisang might want to take this.
Huaisang notes the way the other reacts, enjoying it, enjoying that the gamble he had made with him paid off in this way. He dances in closer, grinding against the other's thigh as he lets it slip between his legs. It's lewd and the fact that it's public thrills Huaisang.
"Like I'm the most beautiful thing you've ever seen."
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By the time they make it to the group of people dancing, he feels almost as though he's a little intoxicated on the ability to touch Huaisang like this, even though he hasn't had any alcohol tonight.
"You're so beautiful, sweetheart, look at you," he murmurs as he pulls Huaisang in close again.
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As they get to the dance floor he starts to dance very close, one arm hanging over the other's shoulder as he looks up at him. "I was hoping you'd like it," Huaisang smiles, leaning up to press another kiss to the other's lips.
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His arm slides around Huaisang's waist when the other starts dancing close to him, pressing himself against him as he matches his movements. "It's you, A-Sang, I cannot think of anything I wouldn't like with you."
But then, lest he think that Xichen's only enjoying this for Huaisang's sake, he sprays his palm over the material of the dress, lets his other hand cup Huaisang's face and his thumb brush against his lips. "I like it," he clarifies. "I like having you like this, looking so pretty and soft."
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Xichen makes him feel wanted as he touches Huaisang, the thumb that slid across his lips and Huaisang's pink tongue darted out to lick. "I can dress up more for you," Huaisang smirks. Needless to say he has a closet full of women's clothes and heals, make up and no short amount of lingerie. His interest in cross dressing is one that goes pretty far back.
"I like doing this, the way you look at me."
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"I'd like that." It is, admittedly, not something he'd really thought about before, but oh, he is thinking about it now. It's easy to imagine Huaisang in silk and satin and lace, dressed up so pretty for him, the way he might let Lan Xichen spread him out and tell him how pretty he is, how he was made for this.
There's a little electric thrill as he wonders how far Huaisang might want to take this.
"How do I look at you?"
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"Like I'm the most beautiful thing you've ever seen."