#hngggggggg yangzhouuuuu ;;;;A;;;;

[fragrantpines]

Yangzhou's kisses are like winter's first snow, soft to the touch and come unexpectedly every single time. Every time he touches you, he treats you like a delicate flower, holding your cheek with the softest of touches as his thumb traces your cheekbone gently, noting how perfect you are in his head while a small smile begins to appear on his face. 

Before you can question him, he leans down and brushes his lips against yours, whispering in a low tone. "Can I kiss you?"

You chuckle, for when have you ever refused? He laughs along, a sound so delightful to the ear that it makes your heart skip a bit. It lowers your guard and leaves you defenseless when he decides to lean even closer to you, looking into your eyes unabashedly as if he wished to carve this image into his mind forever. 

"As my master wishes," he replies calmly, however his reddening cheeks exposed how fast his heart was beating out of his chest . You didn't have a chance to tease him about it before he firmly sealed your lips with his own, kissing with fervent passion and a hint of possessiveness that contradicted his usual gentlemanly look. While you were distracted, his free arm carefully wraps around your waist and pulls you closer to him while his hand that had been caressing your cheek slowly moves to the back of your head, combing through your hair before pressing you closer to further deepen the kiss. 

For a while, the world falls silent as he takes his time to embrace you, knowing full well that your time with him is as limited as the few grains of sand inside an hourglass. There was nothing in the world that he wouldn't give to have you all to himself even for just a day but alas, you are Kongsang's young master and treasure before you are his lover. Your duties are piled up higher than the tallest of mountains while food souls that are more capable than him can be found abundantly in this heaven for food souls, making him feel a sense of helplessness as he sees you surrounded by other food souls every day, watching them in envy as the best he can hope for from you is a glance during the day and a moment of your time during the night.

Please rely on me more, look at me more, love me more….

All the words that were spoken during lonely nights turned into wishes that were prayed to be fulfilled by every star in the sky. Even now, as he reluctantly pulls away from you, all he can think of is how stunning you look when your gaze is focused on him and when his prayers will finally be answered. 

"Since you've never refused my kisses before, may I assume that I am allowed to continue?"