Zopyra — XXIII (M)

The two embraced each other for a long time, Long ZhenHai leaning against the wall, his own body cushioning Hu Lijing's as he rubbed the latter's waist gently, his fingers trailing up and down his spine, his caresses extremely gentle.

The tension and hesitation stemming from his confession slowly bled away as Hu Lijing leaned slack on the dragon, a soft sigh falling off his lips.

"You should condemn me. You should be angry at me and hate me." He murmured quietly, raising his hand to gently caress the dragon's sharp jawline. "I can't fathom how benevolent and tolerant you are towards me… Even after all I have done." Leaning his head against the dragon's shoulder, he looked up at him, chin tilted upwards slightly.

Long ZhenHai didn't say anything, lips pressing into a thin line as his hands stopped caressing Hu Lijing's body for a moment before he pulled the hand off his waist and grabbed the hand caressing his jaw.