Finding You (YiZhan)

Part 7: Touch

The King has accepted fully what fate had enfolded him that night. All his doubts and worries shimmered away, taking in only the presence of his precious omega.

With the years of experience in control over his desires, the King's breath turned back to normal and he tucked away his lust and carnal desires, modulating the air with soothing pheromones to appease his scared mate.

He left his bed and his white robe slid elegantly off his body, covering the shivering soul with the cloth. "I won't do anything you don't like." His voice was tender and kind.

In one jolt, the King scooped the body off the floor and cradle him on his arms. He sat at the edge of the bed, gently placing the fragile body on his lap and resting his mate's head against his shoulder.

"It's alright. No need to be afraid." The King hushed kindly, wiping the omega's tears and featherly brushing the soft cheeks with his thumb. His pheromones were skillfully kneaded and altered to that of soothing and comforting.

Slowly yet surely, Zhan was lulled back to calmness, only his tingling nape awaiting its mark remained. "Mate..." He murmured incomprehensibly.

"I am here." Yibo replied, planting a soft kiss on the omega's sweaty forehead. "I am here now, my mate. We've finally found each other." He hushed, pulling Zhan closer.

'It's time.' Wangji came out stretching his bulk. "It's full moon!" It crookedly smirked making Yibo frown his forehead, although he had said nothing in reply.

The cheeky wolf nuzzled its head on Zhan's lap bringing the latter back to consciousness. Zhan's resting lids fluttered open, body flinching from the ticklish sensation poking his legs. His eyes wondered and widened, the translucent beast was not see-through any longer. And he could feel him!

The wolf beamed at him, "Full moon. Midnight." It replied to Zhan's curious gaze. Excitedly, he nudged its big nose on Zhan's face, feeling him up. His white furr was soft like a cotton. And he was massive. So big that he could carry both the King and Zhan on his back with ease.

Wangji wiggled his body closer, tickling Zhan nonstop, which made the omega smile then giggle. Not too long, a melodious laughter came out Zhan's lips. His voice, an enchantment itself and the King was mesmerised, conquered by his mate's ethereal smile.

Zhan lifted his hands up to reach the big wolf's ears, the robe fell from his shoulders exposing the porcelain white skin. The King grunted in response. His eyes darkened in anger from the bite mark on his mate's collarbone. The mar made by the assaulters of whom he had already killed. But even with their death, the King's anger prevailed.

Wangji understood his Master's scowl, he jostled Zhan's face one last time in a strong manner, Zhan's face was pushed back against the King's, soft skin brushing the other, while his lithe body collided on his Lord's firm one. Zhan's face flushed like the full bloom of red roses. "I-I'm sorry, my Lord!"

Wangji grinned at his deed, hooffing while laughing as he escaped with an alibi of meeting the Moon Goddess who had come to Earth. "I'll be back before the sun rises." It bid goodbye.

Zhan's body almost froze as the cold wind blew over his naked self. Yet, it shivered instead and his body submissively arched in excitement when the King's warm breath touched his bare nape. "I'm sorry." The deep voice appealed, soft lips lingering on the sore flesh on Zhan's collar. "I should've come earlier." The sadness on his voice break Zhan's heart. He twisted his body to face the King, and he found the beautiful crystals pregnable, close to tears.

"Can I touch you, My King?" Zhan dared to ask and the King himself guided the omega's hand to caress his face. Yibo leaned on the touch, pressing his cheeks on the soft palm, baring his weakness at the mercy of his mate. "Forgive me?" The words bore more plead than the scar on Zhan's skin. Ten years Yibo had made Zhan believe he was dead. He had forsaken him and destroyed their thread of bond for the salvation of his Kingdom and the world.

"I have chosen the world instead of you. I have made you suffer and lose hope in finding me, your mate. I was selfish..." Yibo's voice died down inside Zhan's mouth. The kiss relinquishing all his insecurities. His heart beat loudly and kept beating fast.

Zhan pulled back flustered and shy, shaking his head with determination. "My sufferings were none compared to yours, my King." Zhan couldn't even imagine his Majesty's pain, taking lives and seeing his comrades die. The King had saved the world and continue saving the world on his lonely journey. He was alone in all his battles, while Zhan has his sister, colleagues and friends. He was loved while his King was all alone. Praised, bowed down, feared but not really loved like he was supposed to be. "You don't need my forgiveness, my Lord. Neither should you seek for it. I owe you my life and so does everyone living to this day. You are our saviour. My saviour. You are my mate and I am yours. Between us, there is no need for words."

9-Mar-2021