"No... Don't leave me... It's cold.."

Jinshi whines, his arms tightened around your waist, as he buried his face into the back of your neck, his breath hot, making your hairs stand up a bit.

His hazy and bloodshot magenta eyes looked into yours, almost begging for you to stay in his arms....

The winter was always cold in China, the air always so... Freezy. Making even the strongest of men shudder under its cold breeze, especially at night.

"Please..."

He whined again, pulling you closer, not even daring to let you go.

He closed his eyes, his arms so firmly around your waist... You could barely move.