"Thank you," he says softly, words painted with a touch of reverence as he kisses his skin again. First the spot that's kept his attention, then down lower along his sternum and his stomach. "I still want leave my marks on you, to make you come apart."

He slides his hand from Jiang Cheng's hip, over his cock as it strains against his pants to rub him slowly through the thin fabric. It's teasing, he knows, but it's been so long since he's felt playful enough for this -- so long since he's wanted as much as he wants Jiang Cheng. He nips at the muscles of his stomach, testing out how the other reacts.