The silk practically peels off of Jiang Cheng from how hot he's burning. As soon as the last layer falls away and he's left bare to Lan Xichen's gaze, he's panting harshly and gripping the table behind him to stay upright. His cock is flushed and hot and hard, curving up against his stomach. He watches the other man as he reaches and gives himself a slow, firm stroke, moaning at his own touch. Jiang Cheng can't hold the gaze for long as his head drops back and he moans.