Melted In His Arms

"Can I... touch you?"

Pan An blinked his eyes a few times in disbelief upon hearing the words that escaped from innocent-but-not-so-innocent Shu Xian's lips. 

Did he hear right? Did he just hear Shu Xian ask him if she could touch him?

Why? 

"Why are you asking me this?" 

Pan An had to ask her aloud. With him still flabbergasted as he was unsure if he heard her right, Shu Xian sighed and pouted and answered him almost in a whisper.

"I said I felt bad that I felt good and you didn't. Geez... you're making it difficult for me to answer you. This is something I'm not comfortable to do."

"I'm sorry," Pan An immediately answered, planting a soft kiss on top of her head. "I know, but I just couldn't believe it."

"W-well?"

Shu Xian stammered, urging an answer from him as she was waiting for his reply to her question.

"What do you think?"

"Shu Xian..."