"You won't. Look, you've caught me already. All you have to do is keep holding on and not let go."
She nuzzles against his cheek.
"I've never wanted something so much in my life. Don't worry about Da Ge, I'll convince him if I need to. But if you want me, you need to ask. So I can say yes, too."
Jiang Cheng's hold on her tightens a little and he sighs. There's still a
fear of loss, that no matter how secure things might be something could
happen. Her brother could refuse... Any number of things could occur. She
could decide there are better options than him.... Jiang Cheng can think of
a few better options off the top of his head too. He can be difficult and
stubborn and slow sometimes.
"Will you be my partner, my wife, A-Sang?" Jiang Cheng asks her and there's
a shyness that's more reminiscent of the teenager in Gusu than the fierce
Sect Leader that he's become. He holds her before she even answers, though,
getting up with her in his arms with every intention of carrying her to his
room.
He certainly can be difficult and stubborn and slow, but she's stubborn too, and it's not like Lotus Pier isn't used to raised voices anyway. They'll probably have their fights, but unlike his parents who married out of convenience, she really wants this, and she knows he wants it too. Any disagreement they have, they can solve, she is sure, even if they have to fight about it first because this is how they are.
She finds it cute how shy he is about this, too. This is a man who defeated the Wens at Nevernight, who rebuilt the Jiang Sect, who hunted countless fierce ghosts and restored the glory of his Clan. People wither under one of his glares. And yet... She doesn't think she could find it in herself to ever be scared of him.
She gasps a little as she is suddenly lifted in his arms, holding on tighter, and then reaching so she can kiss his cheek.
When Jiang Cheng is around Nie Huaisang he often feels like he is young again, before all the pain and loss they've suffered. The softness that was more apparent back then shows, poking itself out. She draws it out of him which also draws out his lack of confidence when it came to a girl he likes, a girl he wants. And she is fierce in her own way, independent and that makes her a perfect partner for him but also had led him to lack some confidence in her reactions. So he'd held back, procrastinated -- but no longer.
He smiles, true and wide when she gives him that answer and he holds her closer if that's even possible as he moves quickly to get her to his bed as forward a move as it is but it had been the pretenses she had come for in the first place and he wants to kiss her, touch her and be as close as possible. He sets her down and then climbs over her, holding himself up as he looks down at her.
It was pretense, and yet not. She'd certainly hoped to kickstart something, and she did notice that he seemed to jump on the occasion when she had mentioned wanting to be slutty.... and yet even with that, it had come down to her having to do most of the leg work.
Ah well.
She cups his face in her hands, tracing his cheekbones with her thumbs.
"Good. When you do it, remember that even if he is your elder, you're the Sect leader of a Great Clan too and you'll be fine. He's not that intimidating and if he knows you ask for me because you love me, he'll just be a bit grumpy but he'll melt inside."
He should do the asking of course, but she'll be nearby just in case. For now though...
"A-Cheng, do you want to unwrap your present now?"
As far as she's concerned, they are as good as engaged already, which is all but as binding as a wedding for people of their social status. There will be no walking it back once it's publicly announced anyway, so really, ti's just taking a bit of a shortcut.
"I'll put on my best Sect Leader face for him," Jiang Cheng says and his expression is so soft as he looks at her, soaking in the affection of her touch. He realizes how touch-starved he actually is and swallows as he lets his forehead press to hers for just a brief moment.
He smiles as he presses a brief kiss on her lips.
"I very much do want to unwrap you," he says lips still near hers. He could worry about Mingjue later, about dealing with wedding preparations later. Right now, it's just the two of them and his guard is down for her.
He can absolutely worry about Mingjue later. She very much encourages that.
"Go ahead then. Have a look."
She's never been shy or coy, and she's not going to start pretending now. She is, according to many people, lacking in a lot of things, including decorum, but if there is one thing that is true is that she is pretty and she knows it. Not in a vain way, no, she doesn't fancy herself looking like a noblewoman from the court or a fairy, but she knows she looks good, in a way that makes people stop and take a second look, or follow her with their eyes as she walks by.
"Do you even know how long I've waited for this, A-Cheng?"
Jiang Cheng smiles and he does have a bit more shyness about this than her. He'd never really gotten much experience in his youth -- he'd been far too awkward and far too distracted by trying to keep Wei Wuxian out of trouble and the like.
To him, Nie Huaisang is beautiful, she always has been. He would have never thought himself one to catch her eye until more recent times. And now... she will be his wife. His fingers are gentle as he starts to undo her robes, feeling nervous anticipation.
Before he answers her, his lips brush against hers. "Probably almost as long as I have."
"Really? I don't think you were as aware of me as I was of you back in Gusu, A-Cheng."
That, and the fact that she had to be the one to sit on him and demand more... maybe his awareness of her was buried quite deep for a long time.
The gauzy robes easily yield to his fingers, revealing creamy skin. Really, she's more muscular than most people would believe since she tends to skip training all the time. Qinghe is a mountainous region, though, and those birds don't catch themselves, and she can be tenacious when she's set on a goal. But even then, it's still soft and bouncy flesh in all the right places, and no scars to speak of (she's never been in an actual battle after all).
She helps him out by slipping out her arms of the different layers, and shimmying out of them quite enthusiastically. Not an ounce of shame to be found. And why would there be? She's always felt beautiful in his eyes.
Huaisang had been as impossible to ignore then as she was now even if Jiang Cheng hadn't made his attraction clear. No, there had been too many reasons to keep it to himself.
But that was the past and currently, he has her beneath him, clothes pushed away and her beautiful body exposed to him. His calloused hands slide lightly over her stomach.
Her stomach flutters under his touch, and this might be her first real touch of nervousness, even though she quickly hides it. And his words bring a real flush to her cheeks. It hits differently, hearing him say it like this while looking at her baring herself to him.
Jiang Cheng shouldn't hesitate. She's already bared herself and it's not as if it is rare for others to see him shirtless at the least even if he tended to avoid it. But, he raises up to quickly divest himself of his robes. He has plenty of scars beneath his robes and there's a vague wonder if that will suit her tastes. He wishes he could be playful just now and tease her and ask if she likes what she sees but he's nervous. He's desperate for her approval.
She knows about the scars, even though she's never seen them. One of the ways she keeps ahead of the game is by making sure she knows as much as possible about everything and there's many stories about what happened when the Wens took over Lotus Pier.
And she knows how self conscious he might be.
So when he removes the robes, she doesn't hesitate. She hold sout her hands and traces a few of the lines with her fingers, just enough to show she's noticed, and she doesn't mind, and then simply splays her hands on his chest and smiles.
"You should just take your shirt off when you go ask for my hand. I'm sure Da Ge will like that."
Jiang Cheng has never had someone touch his scars so intimately. Having them be seen is one thing, touched is another and he feels bare in more than just the physical sense. Her smile eases some of the tension he's carrying in his shoulders, undoubtedly making him furrow his brow but it smoothes some now.
"I somehow don't think that would help my case, A-Sang," Jiang Cheng says there's a hint of a laugh in his voice before he leans down and presses a gentle kiss to her lips.
"And there is only one Nie I want to see me like this."
"Hmmmm you never know. He appreciates some rugged handsomeness, you know?"
But she understands that he might want to keep this private.
Now there's just one thing...
"A-Cheng, you've never done this before, have you?"
It wouldn't be too out there for him to have. Young Masters usually get educated in those things. The whole problem, of course, being that there wasn't really anyone around to play that role for Jiang Cheng when he came to an age where that would have been done.
Jiang Cheng rolls his eyes and he has absolutely no intention of disrobing in any way in front of Nie Mingjue. He is startled by her question and admittedly embarrassed. His instinct is to be defensive but he takes a deep breath and reminds himself that Huaisang is not trying to mock him or anything.
That's pretty much what she thought, and no, she's not going to mock him for this. They all got involved in a war while still teenagers, and there was so much more to do, for some of them, than explore this.
Its not like Huaisang has done this particular act herself either. She knows better than to jeopardize the honor of her sect. But she has the advantage on him of having done some things. Exploration on her own, or with other girls her age, plus her extensive reading of erotic literature. So while she is by no mean an expert, she at least knows what she is doing, or what she wants to do.
"Then, how about you lie down and let me take care of you this time, A-Cheng?"
Jiang Cheng still had some defenses pulled up, the part of him that was still always desperate for approval and now he seeks that approval from Huaisang. She's more experienced than him certainly but he wouldn't assume exactly all the things she might have done. She's more knowledgable, he'd been too stubborn to look much into it when he was younger -- too busy babysitting Wei Wuxian and then too busy fighting a war, too busy rebuilding a sect and then too closed off to allow himself to it.
And now, now Huaisang is offering to take over this in some way and Jiang Cheng smiles shyly. He presses a kiss to her lips but he nods.
"You'll have to teach me all that you've learned from those books and such."
Her affinity for erotic literature hadn't been a secret at all when they were younger. She'd certainly shared enough for Wuxian.
Jiang Cheng studies Huaisang for a moment and hearing her say she's never done this with another man makes him feel a little happy -- he hadn't realized how much he actually felt a bit jealous and possessive until that moment. The question, however, is one that embarrasses him even given their current situation.
"Sometimes, yes," he says it with a bit of defensiveness. Why did that even matter?
While she does love her fun, she is also aware of her position and she wouldn't have done anything to endanger her clan's honor. So yes, there has been fooling around, but mostly with other girls and whatever toys she's managed to procure discreetly.
She's not even surprised by the defensiveness. It's like a reflex for him to see every question as a potential attack first. But she does have a goal with that question.
Jiang Cheng is surprised by the follow up, looking sheepish. He'd had never thought of touching himself with someone watching and she wants to see how...
He shifts and his gaze moves to the side but he nods. Apparently, this beautiful woman can get him to do just about anything no matter how uncertain it makes him feel of himself. So he reaches down to wrap his fingers around his cock. There's no preamble or teasing. When he'd touched himself it had been with efficiency in mind and so his stroke is firm and a good pace. He hadn't experimented with it since he was younger.
"I don't... spend a lot of time on it," he says quietly.
She can understand why, too, if she takes the time to stop and think about it. But that's a lot to unpack, and not the right time for it just now.
So for now, she just gently puts her hand on top of his, and urges him, gently, to slow down a little. Make his grip just a little looser, his movements just a bit softer, her fingers coaxing him.
Jiang Cheng tenses, defenses pulling up at her comment even knowing she means nothing by it. So, he doesn't resist when her slender hands moves to his, though, he does blush more and averts his gaze once again. His hand follows her guidance, heart beating loudly in his ears.
The question draws a soft sigh.
"Of course, A-Sang... You're the most beautiful woman I've ever met."
She almost wants to remind him abut his cute crush on Wen Qing, and catches herself just in time. Maybe now is not the time to bring up Wen anything, really.
She goes to nuzzle against his jaw line, tongue coming out to tease his ear as she presses herself closer.
He's gotten himself pretty worked up now, so she actually goes to push his hand away this time and replace it with hers.
"Let me do it, A-Cheng."
She's a lot more exploratory than he is, mapping his shape with fingers and palm, trying different things just to see his reactions... but she keeps it slow and leisurely for now. Maybe she can actually make him beg. That would be fun.
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She nuzzles against his cheek.
"I've never wanted something so much in my life. Don't worry about Da Ge, I'll convince him if I need to. But if you want me, you need to ask. So I can say yes, too."
And impish smile, and then...
"And then maybe you can show me your room."
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Jiang Cheng's hold on her tightens a little and he sighs. There's still a fear of loss, that no matter how secure things might be something could happen. Her brother could refuse... Any number of things could occur. She could decide there are better options than him.... Jiang Cheng can think of a few better options off the top of his head too. He can be difficult and stubborn and slow sometimes.
"Will you be my partner, my wife, A-Sang?" Jiang Cheng asks her and there's a shyness that's more reminiscent of the teenager in Gusu than the fierce Sect Leader that he's become. He holds her before she even answers, though, getting up with her in his arms with every intention of carrying her to his room.
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She finds it cute how shy he is about this, too. This is a man who defeated the Wens at Nevernight, who rebuilt the Jiang Sect, who hunted countless fierce ghosts and restored the glory of his Clan. People wither under one of his glares. And yet... She doesn't think she could find it in herself to ever be scared of him.
She gasps a little as she is suddenly lifted in his arms, holding on tighter, and then reaching so she can kiss his cheek.
"Yes, A-Cheng. I'd like that very, very much."
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He smiles, true and wide when she gives him that answer and he holds her closer if that's even possible as he moves quickly to get her to his bed as forward a move as it is but it had been the pretenses she had come for in the first place and he wants to kiss her, touch her and be as close as possible. He sets her down and then climbs over her, holding himself up as he looks down at her.
"Then we will talk to your brother."
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Ah well.
She cups his face in her hands, tracing his cheekbones with her thumbs.
"Good. When you do it, remember that even if he is your elder, you're the Sect leader of a Great Clan too and you'll be fine. He's not that intimidating and if he knows you ask for me because you love me, he'll just be a bit grumpy but he'll melt inside."
He should do the asking of course, but she'll be nearby just in case. For now though...
"A-Cheng, do you want to unwrap your present now?"
As far as she's concerned, they are as good as engaged already, which is all but as binding as a wedding for people of their social status. There will be no walking it back once it's publicly announced anyway, so really, ti's just taking a bit of a shortcut.
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He smiles as he presses a brief kiss on her lips.
"I very much do want to unwrap you," he says lips still near hers. He could worry about Mingjue later, about dealing with wedding preparations later. Right now, it's just the two of them and his guard is down for her.
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"Go ahead then. Have a look."
She's never been shy or coy, and she's not going to start pretending now. She is, according to many people, lacking in a lot of things, including decorum, but if there is one thing that is true is that she is pretty and she knows it. Not in a vain way, no, she doesn't fancy herself looking like a noblewoman from the court or a fairy, but she knows she looks good, in a way that makes people stop and take a second look, or follow her with their eyes as she walks by.
"Do you even know how long I've waited for this, A-Cheng?"
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To him, Nie Huaisang is beautiful, she always has been. He would have never thought himself one to catch her eye until more recent times. And now... she will be his wife. His fingers are gentle as he starts to undo her robes, feeling nervous anticipation.
Before he answers her, his lips brush against hers. "Probably almost as long as I have."
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That, and the fact that she had to be the one to sit on him and demand more... maybe his awareness of her was buried quite deep for a long time.
The gauzy robes easily yield to his fingers, revealing creamy skin. Really, she's more muscular than most people would believe since she tends to skip training all the time. Qinghe is a mountainous region, though, and those birds don't catch themselves, and she can be tenacious when she's set on a goal. But even then, it's still soft and bouncy flesh in all the right places, and no scars to speak of (she's never been in an actual battle after all).
She helps him out by slipping out her arms of the different layers, and shimmying out of them quite enthusiastically. Not an ounce of shame to be found. And why would there be? She's always felt beautiful in his eyes.
"Like what you see, A-Cheng?"
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Huaisang had been as impossible to ignore then as she was now even if Jiang Cheng hadn't made his attraction clear. No, there had been too many reasons to keep it to himself.
But that was the past and currently, he has her beneath him, clothes pushed away and her beautiful body exposed to him. His calloused hands slide lightly over her stomach.
"You're breathtaking."
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"... Can I see you too, A-Cheng? Please?"
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And she knows how self conscious he might be.
So when he removes the robes, she doesn't hesitate. She hold sout her hands and traces a few of the lines with her fingers, just enough to show she's noticed, and she doesn't mind, and then simply splays her hands on his chest and smiles.
"You should just take your shirt off when you go ask for my hand. I'm sure Da Ge will like that."
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"I somehow don't think that would help my case, A-Sang," Jiang Cheng says there's a hint of a laugh in his voice before he leans down and presses a gentle kiss to her lips.
"And there is only one Nie I want to see me like this."
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But she understands that he might want to keep this private.
Now there's just one thing...
"A-Cheng, you've never done this before, have you?"
It wouldn't be too out there for him to have. Young Masters usually get educated in those things. The whole problem, of course, being that there wasn't really anyone around to play that role for Jiang Cheng when he came to an age where that would have been done.
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"I haven't."
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Its not like Huaisang has done this particular act herself either. She knows better than to jeopardize the honor of her sect. But she has the advantage on him of having done some things. Exploration on her own, or with other girls her age, plus her extensive reading of erotic literature. So while she is by no mean an expert, she at least knows what she is doing, or what she wants to do.
"Then, how about you lie down and let me take care of you this time, A-Cheng?"
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And now, now Huaisang is offering to take over this in some way and Jiang Cheng smiles shyly. He presses a kiss to her lips but he nods.
"You'll have to teach me all that you've learned from those books and such."
Her affinity for erotic literature hadn't been a secret at all when they were younger. She'd certainly shared enough for Wuxian.
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But yes, she does have her reading and some intense gossip sessions with married friends to rely on, at least.
But she needs a bit of first-hand information too.
"Do you touch yourself, A-Cheng?"
She knows he's a bit repressed, but surely, he must have, right? All the boys do, from what she's heard.
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"Sometimes, yes," he says it with a bit of defensiveness. Why did that even matter?
"...Why must you ask that?"
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She's not even surprised by the defensiveness. It's like a reflex for him to see every question as a potential attack first. But she does have a goal with that question.
"... Show me how you do it?"
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He shifts and his gaze moves to the side but he nods. Apparently, this beautiful woman can get him to do just about anything no matter how uncertain it makes him feel of himself. So he reaches down to wrap his fingers around his cock. There's no preamble or teasing. When he'd touched himself it had been with efficiency in mind and so his stroke is firm and a good pace. He hadn't experimented with it since he was younger.
"I don't... spend a lot of time on it," he says quietly.
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She can understand why, too, if she takes the time to stop and think about it. But that's a lot to unpack, and not the right time for it just now.
So for now, she just gently puts her hand on top of his, and urges him, gently, to slow down a little. Make his grip just a little looser, his movements just a bit softer, her fingers coaxing him.
"Did you ever think about me while doing this?"
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The question draws a soft sigh.
"Of course, A-Sang... You're the most beautiful woman I've ever met."
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She almost wants to remind him abut his cute crush on Wen Qing, and catches herself just in time. Maybe now is not the time to bring up Wen anything, really.
She goes to nuzzle against his jaw line, tongue coming out to tease his ear as she presses herself closer.
He's gotten himself pretty worked up now, so she actually goes to push his hand away this time and replace it with hers.
"Let me do it, A-Cheng."
She's a lot more exploratory than he is, mapping his shape with fingers and palm, trying different things just to see his reactions... but she keeps it slow and leisurely for now. Maybe she can actually make him beg. That would be fun.
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