A gasp as he fills his lungs with the fresh mountain air and arches up into the cool grip around his hardness. His hands clench and unclench as Jiang Cheng breathes through just the first touch. He reaches up to tangle his fingers in the long dark locks and bring Xichen down to kiss him, open mouthed and messy. One hand moves along the other man's body, reaching and mapping out every hard plane under his fingertips.