LU CAI ♦ The Dragon ♦ The Heir of TianShi
SPEECH: #D9BB0A ♦ THOUGHT: Italic #D9BB0A
SPEECH: #D9BB0A ♦ THOUGHT: Italic #D9BB0A
Heart, that poor heart was beating in his chest as if it was about to rip free and fly away. It was painful, and Cai didn't know why, but he just went with it. After Rou pulling away, it took him a moment to open his eyes, then blinked and looked at his friend. "Because someone told me tonight that it is best to do what your heart says?" He was confused. Cai liked Rou's soft lips, and he wanted to do that again, but instead... no, he was going to do that again!
Leaning even more in, he pressed another kiss on Rou's lips, making it swift yet strong, then leaned back and fell on his back, spreading all of his limbs. "You know, Rou Rou..." he murmured, smiling as Cai had closed his eyes, "Your lips are very warm and soft..." he was gradually falling asleep, but Cai didn't let himself. He couldn't. He wanted to kiss Rou even more, but something stopped him from doing that. "Rou Rou...," the Dragon Prince murmured softly, in a sing-song voice, "You taste better than any wine or heavenly sweets."
Then, he pushed himself up and walked over to the shelves behind a seating area. There was a small plant growing, and his fingers were lingering on the edge of the white pot. His smile vanished, while Rou only saw his muscular back. Cai was worried about his companion, very worried. Wang Rou wasn't like himself, because previously, even if Cai had teased the elf, Rou had managed to avoid or punish him in that usual manner.
Leaning even more in, he pressed another kiss on Rou's lips, making it swift yet strong, then leaned back and fell on his back, spreading all of his limbs. "You know, Rou Rou..." he murmured, smiling as Cai had closed his eyes, "Your lips are very warm and soft..." he was gradually falling asleep, but Cai didn't let himself. He couldn't. He wanted to kiss Rou even more, but something stopped him from doing that. "Rou Rou...," the Dragon Prince murmured softly, in a sing-song voice, "You taste better than any wine or heavenly sweets."
Then, he pushed himself up and walked over to the shelves behind a seating area. There was a small plant growing, and his fingers were lingering on the edge of the white pot. His smile vanished, while Rou only saw his muscular back. Cai was worried about his companion, very worried. Wang Rou wasn't like himself, because previously, even if Cai had teased the elf, Rou had managed to avoid or punish him in that usual manner.