[ He trembles under Wen Kexing's attention. His sash gets dropped off to the side, a few flimsy ties barely keeping his layers together, and Zishu shivers as Wen Kexing finds skin beneath them, even without pulling them off of him. He kisses back when Wen Kexing claims his mouth again, leaning into it and catching his breath when his Lao Wen allows it. ]