[曦澄 | XiCheng]: The Fear Of Falling In Love [~PART 2~]

[190.] Turn.

They slept well into the next day, exhausted, a fatigue that was too much beyond the physical. 

The maid came to wake them up for breakfast, but Zewu-Jun shooed her away sleepily, grabbing Jiang Cheng in his arms again, and sinking back into sleep with the scent of his hair in his face.

When he woke up around noon, the familiar cat eyes were staring at him, and the pretty mouth was smiling. It was so quiet, so calm, so frozen in time, that he wondered for a moment which month it was, when it was, which year, and just how long he had been napping for.

- Finally, my love.   -  Jiang Wanyin whispered.

- Wanyin...

Lan Xichen tried to shake the sleepiness off, wondering why he was feeling so tired. 

He then suddenly jumped in the bed, gasping:

- How are you?! Are you alright? The baby????

Jiang Cheng laughed out loud and rolled on his back, panting  –  the laughter cost him, as it exhausted all the air in his lungs. 

He looked at his husband lovingly:

- I am fine. We are fine.

- Oh Gods...   -   Lan Huan mumbled.  –  I am glad. You have no idea how glad I am.  Last night...

- Yes? What about last night?   -  Jiang Wanyin asked eagerly.

- Well... I am not sure... Well, you know...  -  his hands dug in his lush hair, pushing it to the back impatiently, vaguely worrying about where his headband might have ended up this morning.

- Tell me...   -  Jiang Cheng was gasping, the sight in front of him was dazzling, and the fact that Zewu-Jun was totally unaware of how beautiful he looked just made him even more breathless.

- Hmmmm.  –  he huffed.

- Tell me, Zewu-Jun... I don't remember anything... This time I don't remember absolutely anything. Did I drink some wine at dinner?

- No.  –  Lan Xichen frowned.  –  Anything? Wanyin... You were laughing all the time!

- I was? Oh, I was...  -  Sandu Shengshou said dreamily.  –  Was it good for you, Zewu-Jun? Did I bring you pleasure...

Lan Xichen's frown deepened. Jiang Cheng would always ask those questions after they made love, even though he had asked him, begged  him a thousand times not to, trying to convince him that it was so good every time, it was amazing, magical, every single time.

- Tell me, Zewu-Jun... Tell me, husband...

Sandu Shengshou was hiding in his chest, trying to reach him across the obstacle of his belly, seeking him all the time. 

He hugged his shoulders, and murmured in his hair, kissing it:

- It was different this time, my heart... It was... truly exceptional. It was as if I could hear your thoughts. I felt you inside me too, inside my heart, deep, hidden into my soul, Wanyin.

Jiang Cheng was listening, mesmerized. He remembered sensations, but now he wished he could remember more.

- You are so warm, so soft, beloved... I wish I had better words to describe what it feels like to reach you in such a way. I have missed you so much, kitten...   -  he sighed.

- Oh, Huan...

- You are still so hot... so hot... You blow my mind, every time, husband...  -  Zewu-Jun was now chanting, lost in his memories and words, eager to share his love again, to explain.  –  I was so afraid, little one... I really wanted to love you slowly, gently... but you are so hot, Wanyin...   -   he moaned.  –   At one point I got lost....  it became so brutal... and you were laughing, beloved... laughing so happily!

- I...  I don't remember, Zewu-Jun.  -  Jiang Wanyin said shyly.

- It was great, and it was terrifying.  –   Lan Xichen shuddered.  –  I thought I was going to harm you... hurt you... hurt the baby... but I couldn't stop. I couldn't stop myself...

Jiang Wanyin felt him shiver now, and realized that what he had asked Lan Huan to do actually terrified his husband. His grip on his body tightened and he murmured, trying to comfort him:

- I feel absolutely perfectly today, Huan. The baby too. Nothing hurts... as if we never did it.  –  he added shyly.  –  When I woke up today I even thought that I had fallen asleep last night, and we did nothing. But then...

Zewu-Jun gasped, turning to him more, his eyes pleading for the end of that sentence. But Sandu Shengshou was just smiling, looking as serene as never before.

- Then I felt the baby move, my love... and... the legs... are now kicking... my stomach...  -  he grinned, although it meant awful heartburn that he was trying to ignore.

- Wanyin! He has turned! Oh thank the Gods!

- I really don't know what you did last night, Zewu-Jun...  -  Jiang Cheng smirked, now kissing his smiling face.   -  ...but it worked. She  has turned some time during the night, I never even felt it, I was probably too tired...

- Oh, my love! I was so afraid! Wanyin...

- Zewu-Jun...   -  Jiang Wanyin purred.  –  Husband... you have to show me... once the baby's been born... show me... do it again...

Jiang Cheng was blushing severely, hiding his face in his lover's long hair, craving to be able to rub himself, all of himself, against the warm skin, impatient to be able to have him again, fully, easily, mindlessly.

- Beloved...  -  Lan Huan exhaled, panting, those words alone were enough to turn him on.  –  I promise you, beloved... We will make love... We will catch up... I promise... I miss you, Wanyin... So much, my kitten...

His reward was more purring, and kissing, and quick licks on his neck and ear, and Lan Xichen sincerely believed this was Heaven. 

Nothing was better than this  –  not a thing.