Xingchen has a great deal of power of Zichen, willingly given and treasured. He loves making his beloved laugh and smile, to chase away any doubt or pain.

So that hopeful tone makes him shiver and he settles over his love, between those wonderfully strong legs, and kisses those pink cheeks.

"I remember how it can be," he admits shyly, then nuzzles their lips together in little kisses. Zichen still slips a hand down between then to check, because his Xingchen is too precious to treat carelessly ever again. Fingertips brush over his beloved's entrance, a thrill of anticipation and pleasure runs through him (far better than fear).