A hand moves towards Kexing's hip and the other along the expanse of his back, pressing them closer together. The kiss was dizzying; for a moment, he's too dazed when they part for air. The adoration returns and his lips part with a pleasing sound, his head tipping back to offer more access. When Cheng feels the moment Kexing has found a delectable spot, a shiver runs through him before instinct kicks in as he rolls his hips, finding the resistance delightful.

Moments later, he moves to tilt Kexing's face back, the next kiss raw and demanding as he presses forward, blindly seeking out some stable surface to press the other against.