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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"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."