Fake It Until He Made It!

"I know a way for us to possess each other," Shen Nianzu whispered, his cream-colored lashes fluttering and casting delicate shadows over his cheeks as he peered up at Jin Jiuchi. 

Within those ethereal amethyst eyes, Jin Jiuchi could catch the underlying tension, nervousness and a hint of suppressed anticipation. "Moreover, there is no need for us to devour each other like you and your brother, and no one will be hurt either…" he trailed off when he got to this part, and Jin Jiuchi had a feeling that Shen Nianzu was desperately trying not to look down, and an awkward expression crossed his face. "Well, maybe… a little hurt. But nothing we can't handle."