Unless... (18+)
Jin Qing kissed Long Mei until her lips were swollen.
She pulled apart from him enough to say, "You believe me?"
He tucked a strand of hair behind her ear. "You pleaded your case well," he said with a teasing smile. "But I did have time to think about it, and I wanted to hear everything from your mouth. I had been there for your nightmares, for your therapy, as you have been there for mine. That was not something you can fake. If you had pretended to be in a relationship with me, you would not have desired my touch, even in your sleep. And I've felt all of your pleasures and desires."
Long Mei's cheeks heated. She was on his lap now, her arms wrapped around his neck. "All of that was real because I love you. Or did you miss the part where I said it?"
Jin Qing's lips hung wide open. He was dazed. Nearly lost in space. "I heard you…" he began, "but I thought I imagined it."