He has never been more statuesque in his life. People have commented on it, the Jades of Lan and their stoic beauty, their control, and there has been comfort to be found in distancing oneself from the masses. Up until he feels lips brush his own, he could pretend to himself that he wasn't going to move ... and even when he shies away for a moment, thinking of all the horrid deeds Jin Guangyao has done, when he looks back at those lips it is just his a-Yao before him (this is how he was manipulated before, he knows, with sweetness and beauty).

Deciding that with his headband removed all bets to play nice are off, Xichen abruptly turns his head back to Jin Guangyao and kisses him fiercely, dragging him in by the front of his robes to tip forward onto Xichen's lap. All the while Xichen's eyes are lowered but not closed, wary even in his hunger, but he wastes no time letting his emotions break free at last and bites at a lower lip before licking it better.