A Fan Fiction based on Shen Yue and Wang He Di aka Dylan Wang. (Diyue Fandom)
When Wang He Di meets Shen Yue at 5 years old, there begins a journey of love that navigates the highs and lows of a relationship. The lovers learn what it means to love...
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"You have such a cute nose." He says.
She giggles, the sound, music to his ears.
"You have such a cute face." She says.
"Not as cute as yours."He replies.
"Yes that's true. Not as cute as mine." She agrees.
"Aiyoo Yue!" He pretends to protest.
She laughs generously, the warmth of it, taking over his whole body.
"God you are so beautiful." He whispers.
He puts his finger below her lip and starts stroking her mole, one of his favourite things to do to her. She stops laughing and looks up at him shyly. She is mesmerizing when she looks like this, he reflects, happy that she is in his arms. Happy that the last two years are now a distant memory, like a bad dream fading away, under the warm morning light.
"What are you thinking?" She asks softly.
"I'm thinking that I never want this moment to end."
She giggles.
"But our study break has just ended." She reminds him.
"Two more minutes please? Let's just stay like this for two more minutes." He begs.
They are currently lying on her bed. She is on her back, while he is on his side, propped up by his elbow, looking down at her. They now spend their break times kissing, leaving the snacks barely touched. He Di can't get enough of kissing Yue. Pressing her against him, always makes him feel so safe, with her all-encompassing inviting scent, her softness, her femininity, and her innocence. The moment she speaks, he calms down, as long as he can hear her voice, everything is fine. The way she looks at him, with all the adoration in the world, sets him alight, and he never shines brighter than in that moment. When she touches him, he heals. That is her magic.
Yue sometimes can't believe that she gets to run her fingers through He Di's hair, anytime she wants to. When he holds her in his embrace, she feels soothed by his touch, his broad shoulders comforting, the touch of his lips a lullaby, to all her fears. His attentiveness, his selflessness and his innocence, are all very intoxicating for her. When he looks at her with such boundless love, she feels protected, she feels seen, and she feels heard. That is his magic.
These are the golden moments of their youth, when they lie next to each other like this, kissing endlessly. It's a new kind of oxygen for them, an eternal need that they lovingly meet.
He Di kisses her lips, soft and first, a peck here, a peck there. He can feel her running her tongue along his lips. He opens his mouth and lets it in, his whole body tingling, as he delves deeper into her mouth. His kisses become intensified, more urgent, and she lets out a soft moan, causing him to shiver. She puts her hands on the back of his head, pushing him down tighter, into her mouth. He groans, overwhelmed by his desire for her. He moves to get on top her, and slowly starts to rub his body onto hers, eliciting sweet whimpers from her. Her sounds are doing his head in, sending an electric current straight to his groin, and a primal groan tears from his throat.
