Chapter 252: [Bonus - ] 6.12 I Am Here
CW: umm not so explicit scene so I won’t put the warning in the title. Anyway, what can you do in ten minutes *shrug*
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W—What was happening? Was he dreaming...?
One second he was still kissing Regius’ hand, blabbering something incoherent that he didn’t even register fully because he was starting to feel the impact of taking a cold shower in the middle of a winter night and in the next second, his vision was limited by a curtain of jet black hair around him; the distinct scent of winter tinged with sweetness wafted to his nose and before he could react, his lips were roughly claimed by another pair of soft, warm lips.
A strangled sound escaped Jillian’s throat. He had never kissed anyone before; had never even entertained the thought of doing such an intimate act with the other but here, in his room, with Regius — warm and real in flesh — kissing came to him as natural as breathing. He subconsciously parted his lips and allowed Regius entry, gasping when he felt the telltale of hot, slick tongue that licked the seam of his lips. Regius’ body was hot and so did his breath, or was it Jillian’s own temperature...? Jillian was uncertain. He couldn’t think anymore. Not with Regius here, kissing every logical and sane thought out of his mind and replacing it with him, only him.
Regius’ hand on his waist glided down to lift his hips and all of a sudden, Jillian found himself straddling Regius’ hips. The hem of his bathrobe hiked up as a result, exposing his bare thighs to the air and he instantly shivered, pressing himself closer into Regius’ warmth.
Jillian broke away for breath, gasping audibly. "Is that you? Is that really you, Regius...?"
Foolish question, he knew. There was no way he could have mistaken those silver eyes that had haunted the majority part of his mind and dreams. Those eyes had been engraved deep into his soul and suddenly, Jillian felt so overwhelmed that tears pooled in his eyes. He tremblingly reached out to cup Regius’ cheek and laughed wetly when the latter nuzzled into his palm. This was real. Regius had really heard his wish.
"Sweetheart..." Lu Yizhou rasped, there was no denying the gentleness in those silver eyes but at the same time, they were dark, so dark that they resembled whirlpools of intense gray; the color of sky before the storm. Jillian’s breath hitched on his throat at the endearment and cursed his hot-bloodedness and his overexcited body because that alone was enough to make him react. "Sweetheart, don’t cry. I am here. I have always been here."