Liuxian grabbed him by the waist and pressed his mouth against his, deep and unhurried, the kind that left no room for thinking about anything else.
Guiying grabbed his shoulders and kissed him back.
Liuxian walked him backward until the back of his knees hit the bed and they went down together.
He pulled back and looked at Guiying beneath him, chest rising and falling, lips slightly swollen, looking up at him with those warm brown eyes that had no business being this devastating.
"Can I take this off?" Liuxian said, his fingers already at the hem of Guiying's shirt.
"Yes.m" Guiying said.
The shirt came off.
Liuxian looked at him, at the scars mapped across his skin, and pressed his mouth to each one slowly, working his way down Guiying's chest and stomach without rushing.
Guiying's fingers went into his hair and tightened.
"Liuxian—"
"Stay still.." Liuxian said against his stomach.
Guiying stayed still.
