I thought he might push away. He didn't. His body stiffened a little at first, but when I didn't let go, he started to relax, and his fingers interlaced with mine tightened.
"Qing-er," he whispered against my lips.
Sothing shredded my heart at the sound of his voice. I had never heard my na spoken like this, with such deep longings and profound love that hid beneath all the hesitation and fear. I suddenly rembered that evening when he kissed under the plum tree in front of my room. Our first real kiss. He had made say his na, and I wondered if this was what I sounded like, if this was how he felt back then.
Even though I still didn't fully understand his qualms, swapping positions with him like this and seeing such a vulnerable side of him pained . If I knew that bringing up the past would hurt his feelings so much, I probably wouldn't have asked. I couldn't change what already happened, but I wished I could do more to ease his mind, to assure him that what was gone was gone, and I would stay with him through the future no matter what his struggles were.
I brushed my thumb over his forehead, trying to smooth out the thin lines on his brow knitted with sorrow. "I'm not leaving you," I said, recalling what he had told that night to reassure . "Don't let this change anything between us, will you?"
I wrapped my arms around his neck, bringing myself closer, and I kissed him again.
It took him a little while to respond to , but he did. Slowly, his hand slipped free from my grip and slid up my nape, holding in, and he parted his lips, giving a taste of him for the first ti in days.
Relieved at his silent answer, I delved into his mouth, exploring and savoring him in a slow caress. I felt my heartbeat quicken as I took in his scent, his taste. I hadn't planned on kissing him like this, but I missed the sensation of him, and in a way, I wanted him to know it. Suddenly, I stood up. In his puzzled gaze, I reseated myself in his lap, straddling him, and I sealed our lips together once more.
I wanted him to know that regardless of what he thought might hold back, I loved him and wanted him all the sa.
My fingers worked the ties of his robe, and I heard his breathing change. His hands glided beneath my dress, a bit hesitantly at first, but when his palms found my bare skin and started roaming all over , the heat of his touch told everything. I moved my body forward, almost sighing in relief when I felt him already prodding hard, and I shifted my weight to support myself on my knees, rubbing softly over him.
He breathed heavily into my mouth. We didn't speak, but I could tell from every sound and gesture of him what he was thinking. I knew he needed more ti to fight his hesitations and fears, so I gave him ti, moving against him slowly while intertwining my tongue with his. I wondered if this counted as seducing him, but I didn't care. I would do it over and over again until I broke his stubbornness.
He was hot and stiff, and as I enticed him with those light touches, the heat inside burned as well. The hush of the night was soon filled with our heavy breaths and sighs, and at last, he gave in. "Qing-er." He broke our kiss and yanked my collar loose, trailing burning kisses down my chest. "You are a little devil indeed."
And with those words, he buried his face into and took one of my nipples into his mouth.
I moaned as sharp tingles shot through like lightning. His teeth grazed over my tip while his fingers pinched my other side at the sa ti, sending waves of shudders down my spine. He had finally broken free of himself. And even though my push seed to have made him a little more relentless than usual … I relished this new feeling. I pulled down his breeches, shedding my lower garnts in one swift motion, and I sat into him.
We both moaned. With his tongue and fingers already playing havoc on , the sensation of him filling from below was too strong, and my knees almost buckled. I dug my hands into his hair, panting while I gathered my strength, pulling myself up before sitting all the way back down again, letting him in to the fullest.
I heard his gasps with every move. His other hand squeezed my bottom, clenching tight, and he thrust gently into in rhythm with my movents. He knew exactly when and where to find all my most sensitive spots, and as waves of pleasure started sweeping over , I felt a sense of fullness in my heart. This was the harmony between us. This was what we shared that no one and nothing could take away from us.
"Bai Ye," I whispered into his ears. "Devils are persistent …You won't be able to ever get rid of ."
He didn't respond, but I knew he heard , because the next mont, he closed his teeth around my sensitive tip. I squeaked as the half-pain, half-pleasure sent a maddening tremor through my whole body, and my knees gave in. I fell into his lap, swallowing him full inside , and the deep slam carried both of us over the edge. I collapsed onto his shoulders.
He leaned against the corridor's column behind him and wrapped in his arms. "You already missed your chance, Qing-er," he kissed and said. A smile finally returned to his face.. "I'm not letting you go, for as long as I live."
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