"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.
Mentioning Wen Qing would have definitely put a damper on things so it's a good choice to avoid the topic. Jiang Cheng is completely focused on Huaisang, how much he wants her -- how beautiful and smart she is... he lets out a shaky breath.
Her tongue... his hand falters. "A-sang," he breathes, the press of her closer... he doesn't hesitate to allow her to take over, with her softer and smaller hand. He revels in the difference.
She works him over with more attention than he'd ever paid himself. It doesn't take long for the tip of his cock to start leaking. His hands were slow as he reaches to caress along Huaisang's sides to the curve of her hip.
She gives a small shiver as she feels his hands on her skin, and when he starts babbling she slows sown a little.
"Do you want me to stop, A-Cheng?"
She could, but then, she'd barely get to enjoy it before he'd be finished. Whereas if she lets him come now, she can show him what he can do to her with his fingers and his mouth while he recovers, and then everyone can have fun, right?
Jiang Cheng stops stumbling over his words at the question and of course, he doesn't want her to stop! It feels good but... would he disappoint her? Is it too fast...? He worries about not being enough to please her. How could he not? He shakes his head, no, of course, he doesn't want her to stop.
And then following permission, the soft command of sorts and Jiang Cheng falls apart, his hips arching as he lets himself go. His hand reaching to grasp at her side, to hold her close as he pants her name as the pleasure overtakes him. It's a simple handjob, perhaps, but it felt anything but simple being given by Huaisang.
She nuzzles against his jaw as she feels his climax crash through him, murmuring sweet nothings into his ear and kissing his temple.
This power he is giving her, it's going to go to her head if he doesn't watch it. Honestly, it might already be too late. Plus, it's not like he isn't used to headstrong women in his life, and he might in fact, find it easier to deal with that, for all his claims that he'd rather have a demure, soft wife, not too powerful and not overshadowing him back in their youth.
There are worse people he could be giving power over him. Jiang Cheng trusts Huaisang -- which is the whole point perhaps. And honestly he powerful women are certainly a weakness of his. Maybe that's why he'd always claimed otherwise. But Huaisang respects him and that's most important. He's desperate for respect as much as he is for affection.
"Mm," Jiang Cheng nearly laughs, lids heavy for the moment as he looks toward her. "Better than anything before," he admits, better than he'd imagined her touching him would feel.
[That trust is slightly terrifying, to be honest. But she does respect him, and she knows he doesn't look down on her, unlike many, many other people. She doesn't feel incapable or unworthy when she's with him.]
Good. I'm glad you liked it. But you better not fall asleep on me now, A-Cheng.
[ The warning is one that is needed as Jiang Cheng feels the tug of
drowsiness, the warmth that's settled throughout him in the face of such
pleasure. And her so close to him... But he chuckles, shaking his head.
]
I wouldn't dare, A-Sang.
[ It will probably happen someday, though. His hand moves to caress
along her side, still looking at her face. ]
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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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Her tongue... his hand falters. "A-sang," he breathes, the press of her closer... he doesn't hesitate to allow her to take over, with her softer and smaller hand. He revels in the difference.
She works him over with more attention than he'd ever paid himself. It doesn't take long for the tip of his cock to start leaking. His hands were slow as he reaches to caress along Huaisang's sides to the curve of her hip.
"I'll... if you don't..." he says, flustered.
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"Do you want me to stop, A-Cheng?"
She could, but then, she'd barely get to enjoy it before he'd be finished. Whereas if she lets him come now, she can show him what he can do to her with his fingers and his mouth while he recovers, and then everyone can have fun, right?
"It's alright. Come for me, A-Cheng."
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And then following permission, the soft command of sorts and Jiang Cheng falls apart, his hips arching as he lets himself go. His hand reaching to grasp at her side, to hold her close as he pants her name as the pleasure overtakes him. It's a simple handjob, perhaps, but it felt anything but simple being given by Huaisang.
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This power he is giving her, it's going to go to her head if he doesn't watch it. Honestly, it might already be too late. Plus, it's not like he isn't used to headstrong women in his life, and he might in fact, find it easier to deal with that, for all his claims that he'd rather have a demure, soft wife, not too powerful and not overshadowing him back in their youth.
"There. That was good, wasn't it?"
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"Mm," Jiang Cheng nearly laughs, lids heavy for the moment as he looks toward her. "Better than anything before," he admits, better than he'd imagined her touching him would feel.
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Good. I'm glad you liked it. But you better not fall asleep on me now, A-Cheng.
[A girl has needs too!]
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[ The warning is one that is needed as Jiang Cheng feels the tug of drowsiness, the warmth that's settled throughout him in the face of such pleasure. And her so close to him... But he chuckles, shaking his head. ]
I wouldn't dare, A-Sang.
[ It will probably happen someday, though. His hand moves to caress along her side, still looking at her face. ]
You're so beautiful.
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Well, now it's your turn to touch me, A-Cheng.
[She'll add a little squirm, for good measure, but she's pretty turned on.]
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