whispers from the other side

Longing and Love

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In the silence of his absence, I found the depth of my love for him.
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Yibo's eyes fluttered open, and he was met with an unfamiliar emptiness. He set up, his heart racing, and that's when he saw it- a note on the table, Sean's handwriting scribbled across it.

"Hey, love. Emergency at the office. Be back soon. -S"

Yibo's chest ached as he read the words, feeling a deep longing for Sean's presence. He loved having Sean around him, love the way Sean pampered him, made him feel almost alive. Without Sean, everything felt dull lifeless.

As he swung his legs over the side of the bed, yibo's thought turned to the secret he kept hidden. What if Sean's found out he was just a spirit, trapped in this world, not truly alive? how would Sean react? would he still accept Yibo,love him the same intensity? or would he leave him.

Yibo's fear threatened to consume him, but he knew he couldn't keep lying to Sean. He decided that when Sean returned, he would tell him everything, no matter the consequences.

As Yibo descended the stairs, he was met with a sight that made his heart swell with emotion. The breakfast spread, meticulously arranged in the garden, was a testament to Sean's thoughtfulness. Yibo's eyes welled up with tears as he realized the effort Sean had put into surprising him. The tender gesture stirred a deep sense of love within him, and he felt his spirit flutter with joy.

Yibo wandered through the garden, taking in the array of dishes laid out before hil. He knew that eating wouldn't affect him; as a spirit, he didn't require sustenance. Yet, for Sean's sake, he would go through the motions. Like everyone else.

As he sat down at the table, yibo's gaze drifted to the note in his hand which Sean had left him. The words"Hey, love. Emergency at the office. Be back soon. -S' danced in his mind......" filling him with a sense of longing. He yearned for Sean's presence, his touch, his love.

With a heavy heart, yibo began to eat, savoring the flavors and textures of the food he closed his eyes, imagining Sean beside him, sharing this meal together. The thought sent shivers down his spine, and he felt his spirit tremble with emotion.

As he ate, yibo's thoughts again turned to the secret he kept hidden from Sean, his fear of how Sean's going to react, and whether Sean would still love and accept him, or flee in fear?

Yibo's anxiety threatened to overwhelm him, but he pushed it aside, focusing on the love that filled his heart. He knew he had to tell Sean the truth, no matter the consequences. He couldn't keep living a lie, pretending to be something he's not.

With a newfound determination, Yibo finished his meal, his spirit aching for Sean's return. He knew that their love was strong enough to overcome any obstacle, and he was willing to risk everything to be with Sean, truly and honestly.

As the day wore on, Yibo found himself growing increasingly restless. Sean's absence had left a gaping void in his life, and the usually vibrant mansion felt dull and lifeless. The eastern wing, with its secrets and mysteries, beckoned to him, tempting him to explore its hidden passages and rooms. But Yibo resisted the urge, his loyalty to Sean holding him back.

He didn't want to disappoint Sean, his boyfriend, by snooping around where he shouldn't. Yibo's heart belonged to Sean, and he wouldn't do anything to jeopardize their relationship. So, he wandered aimlessly, searching for something to occupy his mind.

The silence was oppressive, and Yibo's spirit felt trapped. He longed for Sean's return, for the sound of his voice, the touch of his hand. Without Sean, the mansion seemed empty, a hollow shell of its former self.

As the hours ticked by, yibo's boredom turned to melancholy. He missed Sean's laughter, his smile, his gentle teasing. He missed everything about him.

Just as yibo thought he couldn't take it anymore, he heard the sound of the front door opening. His heart skipped a beat as he rushed to greet Sean, his spirit soaring with excitement.

As I flung myself into Sean's arms, I expected a warm embrace, but instead, he pulled me into a heated kiss. My mind froze, and my body melted into his as he pinned me against the nearby wall. His lips crashed onto mine, and his tongue slipped into my mouth, sending shivers down my spine.

I felt like I was drowning in the depths of his passion, unable to breathe or think. Sean's kiss was like a wildfire, consuming me whole. His tongue danced with mine, teasing and torturing me, leaving me aching for more.

As he deepened the kiss, I felt my knees weaken, and my body tremble. Sean's hand roamed my back, pulling me closer, as if he couldn't get enough of me. I was trapped in his embrace, unable to escape the intensity of his desire.

And then, he moved on to my neck, his lips and tongue attacking my skin with fervor. I felt his teeth graze my flesh, sending shivers down my spine. He was giving me hickeys, marking me as his own, and I couldn't help but feel a thrill of excitement.

As he sucked and nibbled on my skin, I felt my mind fog, and my body respond. All I could do was feel, and what I felt was pure bliss.

Sean's touch ignited a fire within me, a flame that burned bright and hot. I felt alive, truly alive, for the first time in centuries. His love was awakening something deep within me, something I thought was long dead.

As he continued to kiss and touch me, I felt my heart soar. I knew in that movement that I was his, completely and utterly. I belonged to Sean, body and soul.

And when he finally pulled back, grasping for air, I felt a pang of disappointment. I didn't want the kiss to end, didn't want the moment to pass. But as I looked into Sean's eyes, I saw the love and desire there, and I knew that this was just the beginning.

Sean led me into his master bedroom; I couldn't help but feel a sense of wonder. This was my first time in his room, and I was struck by its grandeur. But my attention was quickly diverted to Sean, who closed the door behind us and pulled me into a warm hug.

"Why didn't you sleep, love? " He asked, his voice laced with concern.

I smiled, feeling a flutter in my chest. "I was waiting for you," I replied, my voice barely above a whisper.

Sean's eyes crinkled at the corners as he smiled, and he pecked my lips. "Don't do it again, sleep on time, " He said, his voice gentle.

Then, he asked me to sleep with him in his room, promising he wouldn't do anything, he just wanted to hold me. I agreed, my heart racing at the prospect of being so close to him.

After Sean took a shower, he came to bed, where I was lying, and pulled me into his embrace. I felt safe, protected, and loved.

But as I looked into his eyes, I knew I had to tell him the truth. "Sean, I want to tell you something," I said, my voice trembling.

Sean's expression turned serious, and he said, "first, I want to say something to you. "

My heart skipped a beat as he took my hand, his eyes locked on mine. "Yibo, from the moment I met you, I knew you were special. I love you, yibo, with all my heart and soul. Will you be mine forever? "

Tears pricked at the corners of my eyes as I felt my heart soar. I was so happy, but I hesitated, knowing I hadn't told him the truth about myself.

Sean's face fell, and I sensed disappointment. I knew I had to do something, so instead of answering him, I pulled him close and kissed him. I poured all my love, all my feelings, into that kiss.

When we pulled back, Sean smiled, and I knew everything was okay. We fell asleep in each other's arms, our hearts beating as one.
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