How dare you make him feel this way? He felt so weak. So vulnerable. Submissive.

Things Bi-Han hated with a burning passion to be associated as such. Until it's with you.

His chest was bare to you, his hair was out of his bun and the echoes of his heavy breathing could be heard from his ninja mask.

No grandmaster should be jealous of another man having your attention, but he was, and you took note.

His half-closed eyes looked at you as you took your time enjoying your lover.