Hello! This is the final chapter of Caught in His Calm. Thank you for your life...
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WARNING: R18
The moment was soft and intimate, filled with unspoken emotions between Xian and Lan as they held each other close. The sun was setting, casting a warm glow through the windows of Lan new condo. They sat in the quiet of the painting room, surrounded by the art that had once been the core of Lan world, and now represented a new chapter for both of them. The room was filled with an undeniable sense of belonging, not just because of the paintings but because they had created something more—a connection, a bond that transcended the need for words.
Lan arms tightened around Xian, and he murmured into his ear, “This is it, Xian. I’ve found my place.”Xian looked into Lan eyes, the sincerity there pulling at his heart. He knew that they had been through so much together, and now, they had arrived at a place where they could simply be.
They didn’t need to prove anything to anyone.“You are not just my inspiration anymore, Xian,” Lan whispered. “You’re home.”Lan smiled—one of his rare, genuine smiles—and gently kissed Xian on the forehead. “and you’re mine.”
As our lips remained locked, the intensity between us grew with every passing second. I could feel his heartbeat against mine as we stumbled a way into his bedroom, our bodies pressed together, the world outside fading into nothingness. Our breaths became heavy filling the room.
My hand instinctively reached for his length, brushing against him through the fabric of his clothes. A soft groan escaped his lips, sending shivers down my spine as I gently squeezed, feeling the heat of his body radiate through me. He broke the kiss just for a second, his forehead resting against mine, eyes dark with desire, before pulling me in again, deeper this time.
Every touch, every movement felt electric, and the closeness between us was almost overwhelming. My fingers roamed, exploring, as I felt his hands slide under my shirt, his touch warm and possessive against my skin. His lips traveled from mine to my neck, leaving a trail of kisses that made my knees weak.
As we reached the edge bed, I knew there was no turning back. Everything about this moment felt inevitable, like we had been moving toward this for so long, and now, we were finally here, together, with nothing holding us back. As our lips parted briefly. Lan rested his forehead against mine, our breaths mingling in the small space between us. Instead of heading straight for the bed, his hand gently took mine, pulling me toward the bathroom.
"Let's clean up first." he whispered. his voice husky but calm, a soft smile playing on his lips.
I followed him willingly, still feeling the heat of our kiss, the tension between us thick in the air. Inside the bathroom, the lights were dim casting a warm glow on the tiles. Lan turned on the shower, and soon the sound of running water filled the room, mingling with the sound of our heavy breathing.
He slowly started to undress, his movements deliberate, never breaking eye contact with me. I did the same, the cool air brushing against my skin. Before stepping into the shower, Lan reached out and pulled me close, his arms wrapping around my waist. We stood there for a moment, pressed against each other, feeling the warmth of our bodies.
The water cascaded over us, warm and soothing, as we began to clean and exploring each others body. His hands moved over my body slowly, washing away the remnants of the day, but also stirring something deeper within me. I did the same for him my fingers tracing every line of his muscles, feeling every inch of him.
It was intimate, quiet, but no less intense. There was something almost sacred about it, like we were preparing ourselves for what was to come, savoring the closeness, the connection.
When we were finally clean, we stood under the water for a moment longer holding each other, before Lan turned off the shower. He grabbed a towel, gently drying me off before taking care of himself. There was a softness in his movements, a tenderness that made my heart swell.
The steam from the shower still clung to our skin as we stepped out, wet and naked. I met his gaze, a spark of desire igniting in his eyes, and before he could even speak, I leaned in crashing my lips against his. Our kiss was hungry, sloppy, a desperate tangle of tongues and teeth. Moans escaped our throats, echoing through the room.
His hand found my length, a gentle caress that sent shivers down my spine. I mirrored his touch, my fingers tracing the his body, our moans growing louder with each touch. He then pulled me towards the bed, his gaze burning into mine. He lowered his face, his lips brushing against my skin, as he slowly and I knew this was just the beginning.
I looked at Lan, my heart racing as I felt the weight of the moment. “You can top me,” I said softly, my voice barely above a whisper. “I can be the receiving end.”
His eyes widened slightly, and I could see the surprise mixed with something deeper—trust. I reached out, gently cupping his face in my hands, wanting to make sure he understood what I was offering.
“Are you sure?” he asked, his voice steady but laced with a heavy breathing.
I nodded, my gaze unwavering. “I trust you,” I replied simply. “I want this… with you.”
I woke up feeling the warmth of his body against mine. The remnants of pain from the night before lingered in my body, but waking up like this filled me with happiness beyond measure. I couldn't wish for anything more this moment was enough for me.
As I lay there, I gazed at his calm face, a serene expression that brought me a sense of ease I never knew I needed. No lie, I was completely captivated by him.
I shifted slightly, careful not to disturb him, and took a deep breath, letting the warmth and comfort envelop me. With him by my side, everything felt right in the world, and I couldn't help but smile at the thought of our journey together.
I was a hundred percent sure that I'm always and willing to be caught in his calm.
