Shuangxuan, Beefleaf

One-shot

Outside you can see too many gray clouds.

The person in bed opened his eyes. The place is comfortable and cozy. But the heart feels nothing of this. The heart was trembling in fear.

The man was once a fairy of the heavens, an important priest. Now, only good skin remains, making one want to try.

"Don't pretend to be asleep" Came a deep voice beside the bed.

Resting against the wall a tall and elegant man stands.

Being ignored after centuries of being with this person here and there filled He Xuan's mouth with sourness.

Shi Qingxuan removed the sheets off his head, stiffly sitting up. The head did a slight trembling while the hands fidgeted with the fabric. His eyes never darted to the side of the bed.

Silence remains and the cold touch Shi Qingxuan's face. He Xuan looked at the person long enough for the trembling to get worse.

"Every morning is the same. If you're up, then why laze around?" The words meant a threat, but the tone was low as if commenting about the weather.

It was because every morning was the same that Shi Qingxuan didn't move at first, but after being caught, he only have to comply.

Lowering the head, the person stands up awkwardly. As if not knowing where to put his limbs, he embraces himself, pinching the arms and moving the feet here and there. His naked shoulders and toes suffered the freezing temperature of the place, leaving behind the warmth of the bed.

Now not only the mind was cold but the body too.

He Xuan saw how easy to obey he was today, unlike yesterday's screams. With a better temper, he said, "It was raining all night. Come, come, it'll get cold" Nothing unlike coaxing a child.

He moves beside Shi Qingxuan, quietly ushering him to eat at the lower table.

But the hands were nervous and couldn't grab the spoon well, so He Xuan feed him directly. Watching bright deep pink lips open and close around it.

After some time the trembling was replaced by some small dizziness. From the back of the head, a numb feeling spread, washing over every tense and obstinate nerve that couldn't calm down. Ended up settling in the belly, like a cute little fairy coming to your side after pixie dusting you up and down.

As if pounds of heavyweight lifted from Shi Qingxuan's shoulders, his demeanor relaxed, and even started to briefly glance at He Xuan.

Being fed only grew the pleasant feeling.

He Xuan felt very comfortable being this close to him, therefore some pheromones were expelled. The smell of something warm and slightly spicy affected the bubbling inside Shi Qingxuan.

When the head was sober, Shi Qingxuan didn't like this fondness. Only repulsion was there when he remembered. But right now, a fight against his head is no way near to a winning battle. It would only instigate his fury and dig his own grave even more. Shi Qingxuan could only accept it while silent tears streamed down his heart.

The change in mood of Shi Qingxuan would never go unnoticed by He Xuan. A large thin hand touched a cheek softly, long fingers caressing there and there.

Feeling a little love from the touch, the body started to shift slightly, as if wanting to get close. The smell of something sweet in the air.

Standing up slowly, He Xuan made a signal for Shi Qingxuan to follow.

"Maybe, for being too good, I'll let you go out. But only if you keep like this" While talking he guides Shi Qingxuan to another room.

There was a tub. No folding screen.