It's nice that Jiang Cheng doesn't react negatively to the laugh, that Huaisang can be light and joyful in the moment of intimacy and fun with the other man that he doesn't immediately take it as an attack. Huaisang can appreciate that even in the moment. Even as the other is pushing away layers and teeth find the sensitive pink nub. He gasps, arching into the bite the sleeves drawing tight at his arms and he shifts to start sliding them off the rest of the way.

Then his hands are able to spray over the other's skin, curling in some.