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[eternalgrief]

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I don't know?! It's crazy.

[poisonous_frog]

Take is as a compliment! Maybe they never saw a well dressed man~

[eternalgrief]

It doesn't feel very complimentary.

[poisonous_frog]

Okay. Tell me how they reacted.

[eternalgrief]

A disgusted look is what bothers me the most.

[poisonous_frog]

I have no problem killing them for you.

[eternalgrief]

I'd rather you not get arrested.

[poisonous_frog]

Okay, how do you want me to show my support for you and your lovely self?

[eternalgrief]

Come appreciate me?

[poisonous_frog]

All you had to do was ask. Give me a few minutes? I'm finishing up on something here and then I'll be over.

[eternalgrief]

I suppose I can wait a few minutes.

[poisonous_frog]

Good. Because driving takes time.

[ Within the half hour he's at the door. At some ungodly hour. Because a friend said they needed support. Belatedly, he realizes it looks like a booty call but he plasters on a pleasant expression before knocking/ringing the bell. ]

[eternalgrief]

[ It may or may not be a booty call. That'd be up to Jiang Cheng and if he's interested. Huaisang would be content just getting compliments and being appreciated. He's dressed in a shiny dress, with heels and full make up and wig on still.

He opens the door to let Jiang Cheng in. ]

[poisonous_frog]

[ He doesn't get far. He stops dead in his tracks, mouth hanging open to take a look at the vision before him. All glitter and curves and ... what was he here for? When he swallows, it's dry. ]

Wow.

[eternalgrief]

[ Huaisang grins happily at the other's reaction and then he turns around in a bit of a twirl to show off the full picture to the other. ]

You like it?

[poisonous_frog]

Love it.

[He wants to run his hands over it just to see if it's as slinky as it looks.]

You're gorgeous, A-Sang. Anyone who makes you feel less than that is an asshole.

[eternalgrief]

[ Huaisang is even more pleased as the other looks at him the way he is, adding in saying the perfect thing to him. He moves closer, so there's barely a hair's breadth between them as he looks up at him. ]

I'm glad you think so, A-Cheng.

[poisonous_frog]

[His fingers itch and Huaisang is so damn close! Cheng chews on his lip, not moving back.]

Can I touch you?

[eternalgrief]

[ Huaisang smiles at the question and he has to stop himself from moving even closer. This is exactly what he wants and he likes that the other asks. ]

Yes, I want you to touch me.

[poisonous_frog]

[Now he can't help his grin as he lifts his hand to draw a lock of hair behind Huaisang's ear. It's not his, and Cheng knows it, but he's just as gentle and as reverent as he can be. The touch trails down along a neckline, then a shoulder, down the outside of an arm before he settles a hand on Hauisang's waist. A shift in grip there and yes, that dress is just as slinky as he imagined it would be. He's fucked.]

Can I hold you?

[eternalgrief]

[ It's thrilling to be touched like this, to feel wanted and appreciated and the other is certainly making him feel that way. His lips part slightly a shaky breath escaping him by the time the other's hand is on his waist, sending tingles of pleasure through him at the simple touch. ]

Yes.

[poisonous_frog]

[ Just watching Huaisang melt from a simple touch shot a thrill down his spine. He employs his other hand, circling around Huaisang's waist to close the distance between them. He tugs lightly, just to take the remaining distance away from them. And his hands span across the other's back as he draws in a deep breath. ]

You feel so nice to hold, A-Sang.

[eternalgrief]

[ Huaisang's eyes close for a moment, enjoying the press of the other's body as he's drawn close. his hands slide over the other's chest to his shoulders and then hooking loosely around his neck. He soaks in the closeness. ]

Do you want to do more than hold me?

[poisonous_frog]

[ This is where he hesitates. Not because he didn't want to but because this isn't something he's used to handling. ]

Yes.

[The admission is soft and shy.]

[eternalgrief]

[ Huaisang worries he's pushing too much, too fast for a moment there, when the other hesitates and he braces himself for rejection but then it doesn't come and he sighs in relief. His fingertips graze the back of the other's head, sliding through the short hair in the back. ]

I want you to, too.