Yuan gives the other two one last backward glance before turning his attention entirely to Ling - and once they're inside the room there may as well not even be an outside world - though he's still aware, somewhere in the back of his mind, that they really should/i> put that talisman up.
Right now though, he's content to be pulled into Ling's arms, to kiss him back and revel in both the joy of the reunion and the surprisingly dizzying knowledge that he's doing this, all of this, because he wants to. No money has changed hands, no power beyond his own will and love is making this happen. Romance isn't completely new to him, but anything that came before was always a pale imitation of it, a mockery - this is true, and real, and that's what makes it special. Ling wants romance with Yuan, not romance for romance's sake.
He whimpers faintly at the words, tilting his head up and letting his hands rest on Ling's hips, holding him close.
"You can keep me. You can keep me forever. You never have to let me go."
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Zizhen is dimly aware that somebody just passed through the room, but he can't really spare a moment to contemplate it much - especially not when his beautiful, beloved Jingyi sits up and starts undressing. He's still for a moment, watching with wide eyes as his fantasies come to life in front of him.
He only realises he's stilled so utterly when Jingyi speaks and for a second he struggles to make coherent words happen because it's so hard to snap out of his daze.
"Okay? It's more than okay, A-Yi. I've dreamt of this, thought about you every day, I- you're beautiful. I want to... can I touch?"
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Yuan gives the other two one last backward glance before turning his attention entirely to Ling - and once they're inside the room there may as well not even be an outside world - though he's still aware, somewhere in the back of his mind, that they really should/i> put that talisman up.
Right now though, he's content to be pulled into Ling's arms, to kiss him back and revel in both the joy of the reunion and the surprisingly dizzying knowledge that he's doing this, all of this, because he wants to. No money has changed hands, no power beyond his own will and love is making this happen. Romance isn't completely new to him, but anything that came before was always a pale imitation of it, a mockery - this is true, and real, and that's what makes it special. Ling wants romance with Yuan, not romance for romance's sake.
He whimpers faintly at the words, tilting his head up and letting his hands rest on Ling's hips, holding him close.
"You can keep me. You can keep me forever. You never have to let me go."
~~~
Zizhen is dimly aware that somebody just passed through the room, but he can't really spare a moment to contemplate it much - especially not when his beautiful, beloved Jingyi sits up and starts undressing. He's still for a moment, watching with wide eyes as his fantasies come to life in front of him.
He only realises he's stilled so utterly when Jingyi speaks and for a second he struggles to make coherent words happen because it's so hard to snap out of his daze.
"Okay? It's more than okay, A-Yi. I've dreamt of this, thought about you every day, I- you're beautiful. I want to... can I touch?"