October Catch-all --a little early.

[jc_superstar]

⌛ Who: Jiang Cheng and Kinn Theerapanyakul
⌛ What: Neandering around town
⌛ When: Tail end of September but October (spoopy season)
⌛ Where: Wherever!
⌛ Warnings: TBD in threads



[Jiang Cheng, post qi deviation]

Once Cheng was strong enough to move around for more than ten minutes, he started trekking over to his friends houses to see how they were doing and to thank them for their help and apologize for causing so much trouble. With every friend he visited, he offered a fruit basket. If he thought cutting them would last, he would have.

He comes to the next home, takes a breath and then schools his face for a pleasant smile before knocking. All he had to do now was wait to be answered. Cheng fervently hoped that their relationship hadn't been ruined by the recent events.



[Jiang Cheng, Onsen]

Once he had recovered, he wanted to do ... something. Anything. He was tired of sitting in the house, tired of people hovering over him, worried about what he would do, if he would relapse. He just needed to get out of the house and relax a bit.

The best way he knew how was the Onsen. The incense was nice, the sound of water was soothing and Cheng was looking forward to relaxing, pampering himself with some expensive cleansers, and let the stress of the past three weeks drain out of him.



[Kinn, by the wharf]

Despite gathering evidence that overall, the place was relatively safe, Kinn still wanted to be prepared. So he made his way to the wharf where many had said one could find rare items, hoping he would find a seller who may have more than just information about firearms.

As he strolled through the allies, he walked with confidence as if he owned the place. His clothing was neat but not necessarily anything that would scream he was rich or in the wrong place. And as he walked, he considered the things he would change in the place. A floating market, some different variations in the market-maybe something foreign in terms of imports?

Evidently, he couldn't completely dismiss the mafia in him.








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[jc_superstar]

Cheng nodded his head, offering the basket. "That would be fine, Lan Sizhui."

This was awkward for him too, honestly. Now he knew that the young man before him was A-Yuan, Wen Qing's martial brother, and he didn't know how he should react with that knowledge. It was probably as good as it was going to get right now, with the awkwardness.

"How have you been settling here? Any problems?"

[fullgrownturnip]

Taking the basket, he led the way to the kitchen so he could put it away. Then he nodded for him to have a seat at the table while he went about gathering everything he'd need to make a nice light tea. Really the only kind he knew how to make since he had been raised Lan.

The question was unexpected and he blinked a little before shaking his head and continuing with his task.

"No. Things have been nice here. It almost feels like this people could be another home. A place where I can get a chance to be with people I couldn't before." He meant Wen Qing but he didn't say as much. Just in case.

[jc_superstar]

"How have they been doing?" Cheng asks, playing oblivious. He knew how Wen Qing had been doing since many of her days were spent visiting him. He still didn't feel prepared leaving his sister's home and go live with anyone else. Part of him chided himself, thinking that he was too old to be spooked like this.

Another part said he still needed to heal. He wasn't good to anyone if he wasn't good to himself, first.

[fullgrownturnip]

"They are doing well. Very happy. Though I think everyone has been concerned for..." Well there was no point saying it was there? The man knew and he wouldn't want all that fuss probably. So Sizhui let that hang as he turned to reach for some cup. Which showed off the rabbit tail that he had behind him.

"Have you... Have you talked to Jingyi yet? About what happened?" he asked instead.

[jc_superstar]

"My health and well-being," Cheng provided, looking wryly at the young man. "I haven't. I was actually hoping to see him here today." That was part of the reason why he was here. Cheng needed to speak to his junior (now that everyone else practically thought it was so, he had to start taking responsibility, in a sense) about what had happened and how he felt about it. He had no idea if Jingyi was happy or upset.

[fullgrownturnip]

"Jingyi was really scared that what happened to you was his fault," Sizhui explained as he went about his preparations. Maybe it wasn't his place but the other junior was his boyfriend now. And before that he'd been his friend and more than that he would always be his clan. "I reassured him that there was likely something else that had happened and it wasn't his fault then we went to the temple to pray for your well being."

Bringing the tray over, he hesitated a moment then gave the man a formal bow. "If you could please reassure him that he didn't bring you such harm I would be grateful."

[jc_superstar]

Well, now he felt like a cad. "No, it wasn't his fault at all," Cheng amended. "He... he saved my life. If he wasn't there and called for help, I wouldn't be here." Now he was more than determined to find his wayward nephew.

"He's not home?"

[fullgrownturnip]

"Not right now. If you are willing to wait he will come back though. Jingyi and I share a room together here."

With that, he made sure that he served the Jiang leader first. It was the polite thing to do, of course. A nice light and refreshing tea for him to have while he waited. At least he hoped that he would wait.

[jc_superstar]

“I can wait.” Cheng had nothing else pressing going on and he needed to clear the air with Jingyi before anything else could be done. He accepted the tea with a nod to his head as he curled his fingers around the cup. A brief smirk flashed across his face as he decided to fill the air with ‘casual conversation.’

“Sharing a room now, eh? That’s moving a little fast, isn’t it?”

What better way to pass the time than to provide some time honored Senior Teasing?

[fullgrownturnip]

Sizhui's cheeks turned a brilliant pink as he poured himself his own cup. Once it was poured he sat there holding it and keeping his gaze lowered. One could be sure he was definitely blushing under that black fur on his ears too.

"...We've been sharing rooms everywhere since I arrived here actually. Just in different beds."

Well except for the night he got his tail...

[jc_superstar]

"Different rooms have different beds," Cheng agreed, twisting the word play just a bit. "Can't have the same bed in different rooms. Unless you move it constantly. That's not very practical."

Watching the young man blush was amusing and that elder teasing streak hit him just so. Pity it wasn't Jingyi; he could watch the blush as well as hear the familiar, almost comforting squawking. "Maybe I should have gifted him oil instead of a machine that stitches thread into clothing, for his birthday."

[fullgrownturnip]

Lifting his cup up to his lips, he nodded to agree. It was true that different rooms would have different beds. But he didn't want that. He always found so much comfort in knowing that when he went to sleep that Jingyi was right there in the sa...

And then he gave the most undignified choke on his tea as he made the greatest startled noise at what the man just said. It resulted in tea all over his hands and the table and...

"...W...Wanyin-qianbei???"

[jc_superstar]

Cheng had not expected that kind of reaction. He laughed, surprise and delight on his face as he rushed to help contain the mess. "Oh, stop. Don't act like you have no idea what oil is for." He paused, squinting a bit at the other. "Unless Wuxian has been remiss in his duties to educate?"

That squint brightened as if he was excited to embarrass the other further. "If he is neglectful, never fear, I will help fill in the gaps."

[fullgrownturnip]

"I...I spoke with Wei-qianbei. He was thorough."

His cheeks were completely on fire remembering that very awkward conversation. Really he'd rather not think about that one again. Thank you very much! "I wouldn't want to take up your time with asking questions. Especially if they might become...inappropriate."

[jc_superstar]

Cheng had to bite his lips. He was wholly amused by the entire thing. "Since when were questions of learning inappropriate?" He sat back, giving the younger man some breathing room. "It is my duty to make certain my nephews are taking care of each other."

He waited then, looking every bit the sect leader he was. Was Sizhui going to pick up on his hint?

[fullgrownturnip]

Sizhui knew that he had questions. A lot of them. Ones that he now found were going to be too embarrassing to ask Wei Wuxian. He supposed he could ask his other father but that somehow felt like it would go worse. And his uncle was offering. Even if he almost seemed intimidating as he came across so much like the sect leader he truly was. Sandu or no Sandu.

"...we have not...done anything yet. But if you are willing then I might have...questions..." He tried to pick his words carefully to remain respectful while also saying he was curious.

[jc_superstar]

Cheng nodded, gesturing vaguely. "We have time to pass." And as if to solidify the point, he sipped his tea. "An opportunity of this magnitude shouldn't be wasted. I never had the luxury."

[fullgrownturnip]

His soul wanted him to take his rabbit ears and cover his face with them until this conversation was over. His Lan sensibilities though kept him politely sitting there sipping his tea while they talked. It was quite the situation to be in. Still, he put effort into this. Manners were important.

"Wei-qianbei implied that one can use their mouth. I am still not sure what this means..."

[jc_superstar]

"Are those the words Wuxian used?" Jiang Cheng quirked a brow. "Because there's a little more definition about using a mouth. More than kissing, licking, biting."

Cheng kept his eye on Sizhui, trying to gauge how far he could get away with the teasing. The poor kid looked like he was ready to pass out. He sighs, pursing his lips slightly as he drops the teasing. "I really didn't know anything beyond what was murmured in dark alleys and what friends shared after class. Any knowledge I gained after arriving here." Whether that was voluntarily or by necessity he wouldn't say.

[fullgrownturnip]

Surprisingly, the confession actually caused Sizhui to relax a bit. Knowing that this very impressive man, and yes he was aware of the rumors about Jiang Cheng, lacked experience before here too helped. Because he honestly did admire the man. While his personality was...sometimes unfortunate, he was a good leader. A good man. Sizhui could only hope he could be as good to his own clan as this man had been to his.

Feeling more confident now, he pushed forward. "He wasn't very clear, Wanyin-qianbei. At first he simply said that you can use your hands to play with each other. Or use your mouth or rub against each other. It was...very confusing. Later he began again and described the act of penetration. But all the things he mentioned before were then left out..."

Hence his confusion and question.

[jc_superstar]

He didn't choose to suddenly bring the conversation down to Sizhui's level. It was... someone he could speak with and commiserate. "It is a lot," he agrees, nodding at the same time.

"So. Hands. They can be used everywhere." A small shrug. "Touch, caress, scratch, pull. On certain parts of the body, they can bring great pleasure and it will vary between one person and another. It's no different than someone liking pork and another preferring tofu. Personal preference. Talking's important." It was the one method of communication he managed to excel at. Talking outside of the bedroom? That still needed work. "Whatever feels good on you when you touch yourself is generally a good start to see if your partner does. And you have to trust them to let you know if they like it, don't like it, want something different, so on and so on."

It was probably a big assumption on his part that Lans did something other than meditate and eat rabbit food but as he learned over the years, anyone who denied stroking one out was either a eunich, lying, or dead.

[fullgrownturnip]

That made a lot of sense. Everyone would like different things. He nodded as he absorbed the information, looking thoughtful as he listened. Although there was one thing that mildly troubled him. His uncle had now mentioned that one could try things they've tried on themselves. It was a good starting point.

Only...he never had. Had he thought about it? Certainly! But he'd very quickly sent himself to meditation as punishment for such thoughts.

"I have never touched myself in such a way before. Should I do so?" He had just wanted to be a good Lan boy. That meant resisting temptations!

[jc_superstar]

He forgot that clause. Unless one is speaking to a Lan, they were either lying, a eunich or dead. Though, sometimes he wondered if the monk clan were eunichs by default. "If you want to, go ahead." Then he stops, holding up a hand. "After I've left, thank you." The smirk at the end of that statement was hopefully enough to let Sizhui know he was teasing again.

"The best way to learn about a body is to start with yourself. And you'll be able to tell him better what you like and don't like and not be so overwhelmed in the moment." Yes, that was speaking from experience. He knew what he liked but... still outrageously overwhelmed by the entire experience.

[fullgrownturnip]

He flushed immediately. Of course he hadn't been about to touch himself in front of his uncle! That would be inappropriate! But then the smirk told him that his uncle was teasing him and he pouted a little but relaxed. He was started to finally understand the man's sense of humor.

The advice though had such a sound logic that he nodded with a small smile finally. It was a comforting thing to hear actually. He'd know what he liked the best if he tried it on himself first. Then when he and Jingyi were ready he'd be able to guide him better. Honestly that flowed well with how their relationship had always been too.

"I see. Jingyi might truly get overwhelmed when we are ready. This is a good idea." Because he was so eager to take care of him and help him still enjoy it.

[jc_superstar]

"It may happen anyway," he cautioned. "It's intense." But still, the way Sizhui absorbed all of the information so far and was still thinking of Jingyi first made him feel soft for a bit. And envious. But this wasn't about him.

"So with mouths? Same thing. You can use it anywhere as long as you're comfortable and he's comfortable. Might be a little more versatile than hands because you won't need oil..." Ah, yes. He had forgotten about that.

"Lubrication goes a long way. Too much friction will cause pain and rashes. Sometimes, in the right frame of mind, it's good but starting off? Oil." He lets Sizhui have a moment to digest that and finishes the tea in his cup, setting it on the table with a distinct clink.