"I want both of you," Ningyan breathed, unflinching. "Tonight."
The words fell without shame.
Jun Haoxuan froze.
For a fleeting moment, even he seemed caught off guard. His gaze shifted toward Rong Yue, as if to measure the weight of what had just been offered.
Rong Yue only arched a brow, a faint smile tugging at his lips as he stepped closer, unhurried.
"He does not look uncertain," he said lightly.
Ningyan's eyes flicked toward him, sharp, insistent. "I am not."
A taut and brief silence stretched.
Then Jun Haoxuan exhaled softly. "…Very well."
His gaze darkened, deeper desire stirring beneath that usual composure. Without another word, he lowered his head and captured Ningyan's lips once again.
There was nothing hesitant about the kiss. It was absolute, consuming them both.
Ningyan's breath hitched as he was pulled into it, the force of it stealing the air from his lungs, scattering his thoughts. Heat coiled through him, slow at first then sudden, overwhelming....
