"... Was it a fight fight? "

As Luo Muchen pulled away, his lips glistening with saliva and matching Qie Xieling's own exhilarated glance, he couldn't help but reach out for another taste. The hair on the back of his neck stood as the sensations from their passionate embrace still lingered, each touch a mere memory that spun him deeper into his desire for more but he knew he had to leave. 

His breath came in ragged gasps as he pressed his forehead against Qie Xieling's, his eyes closed. He could feel the heat emanating from Qie Xieling's body and it only made his desire grow stronger.

As he caught his breath, Luo Muchen brought both his hands up to rest on the sides of Qie Xieling's neck, his thumbs caressing Qie Xieling's cheeks with gentle strokes. The feeling of his skin beneath his fingertips was almost too much to bear and Luo Muchen couldn't stop himself. He was lost in the moment, overwhelmed by his emotions.