This shattered love between them has echoes of how long-lasting it could have been in all the small, unnecessary ways he lavishes attention on Jin Guangyao. When granted permission to touch again, he brushes off the other man's sleeves and brings his arm in, kissing the tender skin inside an elbow, trailing his lips to a wrist where he plants another linger kiss. He does this on both arms before resettling them over his shoulders and mouthing his way down a bared chest, slow and insistent in the way he laves a path down to a nipple and sucks there at his unhurried leisure to see how hard he can make that rosy bud between tongue and teeth.

That final layer of clothes is swept aside and he runs the backs of his knuckles down Jin Guangyao's cock, feather-light, without yet taking hold of him again. He wants him sensitive and yearning, overwhelmed as much as he can take.