Swords have been sheathed and unsheathed ultimately without the intention to kill, but with every intention to plead the other to surrender. The fight must be won with no losing side, but in the end, they realize it’s making the battle longer until they’re both losing their unsteady breaths that matters the most to reach their desired peak.
It may not be the first for Bai Bing Wen, but he would surely mark this as the best experience in his life.
“How do you feel?” Ji Xue Hua asks quietly, letting the wind carry the melancholic tone of his voice.
The two of them stare at each other, both bared to their skins underneath the thick duvet. For the most part of the night, they just simply let themselves become lost in each other’s eyes, or drowned in the sea of their passionate love
