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Lan Xichen of the Gusu Clan and Jiang Cheng from the Yunmeng Jiang Clan are forced to get married by their families. And as both Jiang Cheng's siblings are already married - he is the only option left for the old Master Lan Qiren. But he has been...
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He closed his eyes, and Lan Huan wondered how he was feeling in that precise moment.
He murmured, a little disappointed:
- And now? Are you afraid now, A-Cheng?
- Now... - he said, without opening his eyes. – Now, I am only afraid you won't come back to me... Nothing else worries me, nothing else scares me. Now I want to be with you always, all the time. Now you are my air, my blood, my life...
Lan Xichen was breathless at the spontaneous love confession.
He was watching his husband blush and lick his lips, saying hoarsely:
- Now I can't wait for you to reach me... I am waiting for your touch like every single blade of grass yearns for the rain... Now your love is my light, your smile is my sun... I am only alive because of you... I only live when you are with me... I worship you, Zewu-Jun...
The almond eyes had opened up and were now filled with quiet tears. Zewu-Jun leaned down and kissed the beautiful eyes, drinking the tears away, and moving to slowly kiss the warm soft lips.
- Love of my life... I love you, my beautiful Sandu Shengshou...
The Spring Equinox was just days from now, but the days were still relatively short, and now the room was filling with warm darkness that embraced them, hid them from the world, and Jiang Wanyin was grateful. He felt protected in the arms of his one true happiness.
- Tell me... Tell me how much... - he begged.
Lan Xichen's lips were touching and stroking his skin, gently murmuring in his neck, in his hair, in the opening of his robe:
- I love you like the bird loves the sky... I love the bright light in you... I love the way you see the best in me, even when I don't find it myself. I love the way you forgive me, Wanyin... How much? How can a simple man convey God's terms? Pure love is what I want to give you, with all my heart, all my affection, and passion and devotion. You are my destiny, Jiang Wanyin, you are my home.
- Huan...I love you, Huan...
Jiang Cheng was listening feverishly to those words, letting them soak in his skin, swallowing them like precious drops of water in the desert; the voice of his beloved was the strongest spell ever known to the world, and he was mesmerized, spellbound, defeated, willingly giving himself away – to be had, to be owned, to belong to someone his heart adored.
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The servant that came to call them to come downstairs for dinner a bit later, found them kissing in the dark, repeating words of tenderness and adoration, having totally forgotten about where they were, and when it was.
Between them, and around them, there was room enough only for their overwhelming love.
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