[With the emotion rising in Jing Yuan's face, his voice, the way he still trembles while fastening the chain to his neck, Solomon expects there to be a bit of an unpredictable reaction. That it turns into an embrace startles him, a slight sound of alarm as Jing Yuan drags him close under much stronger arms.
But he's laughing quietly to himself as he returns the embrace, a hand stroking the small of Jing Yuan's back until the younger man decides to back up and meet him in the eye. A shroud of breath under the curtains of snow-white hair, that expression so emotional and so serious, a crack that flows just for him. Trusting and touched.
Despite the flare of amusement, Solomon's eyes soften, his smile easily reaching the corners despite its delicacy - an uncommon feat, for someone who smiles so often.]
That's all I needed to hear.
[Just keep safe. Know his intention. All else is just extra.
He lets the fingers at Jing Yuan's jaw trace up, index and middle finger brushing faintly against his bottom lip, before slipping down to brace loosely at his neck.]
Hah. You've asked so nicely this time, how could I say no?
[A beat, and his voice softens in turn, eyes lidding with a tired relief.]
...Thank you, for not making it a promise.
[It's all he says before Solomon takes the initiative to lean forward, a careful press of his lips against Jing Yuan's. Nothing fancy, nothing wanting, but a curious and thankful gesture of warmth and sensitivity, free of the unknowns of inexperience, instead pliantly asking for response.]
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But he's laughing quietly to himself as he returns the embrace, a hand stroking the small of Jing Yuan's back until the younger man decides to back up and meet him in the eye. A shroud of breath under the curtains of snow-white hair, that expression so emotional and so serious, a crack that flows just for him. Trusting and touched.
Despite the flare of amusement, Solomon's eyes soften, his smile easily reaching the corners despite its delicacy - an uncommon feat, for someone who smiles so often.]
That's all I needed to hear.
[Just keep safe. Know his intention. All else is just extra.
He lets the fingers at Jing Yuan's jaw trace up, index and middle finger brushing faintly against his bottom lip, before slipping down to brace loosely at his neck.]
Hah. You've asked so nicely this time, how could I say no?
[A beat, and his voice softens in turn, eyes lidding with a tired relief.]
...Thank you, for not making it a promise.
[It's all he says before Solomon takes the initiative to lean forward, a careful press of his lips against Jing Yuan's. Nothing fancy, nothing wanting, but a curious and thankful gesture of warmth and sensitivity, free of the unknowns of inexperience, instead pliantly asking for response.]