You knew you couldn't do that. You were a general, you had a terrible burden on your shoulders - lofu xianzhou, but your chemistry: that's what distracted you from these thoughts. How many bites from his teeth were on your body, how many times your ass ached after he brought you to a pleasant trembling in your legs all night. You couldn't deny that you gave yourself to him, and he to you.

The way he looked at you resembled the gaze of a predator who is looking for his prey. His burning touches always left pleasant goosebumps on your skin. The deep voice that guided you during your intertwining of bodies, this man could not get enough of you, that was for sure. Only Yanqing knew about your relationship, who, despite all this, was shocked, but kept his mouth shut. After all, this was his general's order, he did not dare to express resistance.

The swordsman even began to notice that his mara strangely calmed down when you were near. with him. However, he was not surprised: you are a beacon that lights his way along the current, from which he cannot break away, a light at the end of the tunnel where he steps. his guide, the most reliable partner, and in the future husband. Despite the fact that you are complete opposites everywhere, even at work, you found peace in each other.

The sound of water from the tap was heard from the walls of the bathroom when you pulled on a light robe. Having wrung out the water from your hair, you threw a towel over your shoulders and left the room. The lion had long been asleep on the floor, next to the balcony, from where a cool breeze was coming. Having hung the towel on the radiator, from which came an eerie warmth, you finally had time to rest. Your partner was supposed to return from the mission in about a couple of days, so you were a little bored.

After standing there for a few minutes, your ears picked up the sound of cursing outside, causing you to smile, albeit in surprise. The ladder landed with a thud next to your window as Blade climbed up it, tumbling into the room. In his hands were beautiful red lycorises.

The swordsman stood up abruptly from the floor and, running a hand through his tangled hair, turned his gaze to you. The corners of his lips moved as he smirked weakly, holding the flowers out to you. As you accepted them with silent gratitude and placed them on the table, the man walked over to your bed and sat on it, spreading his legs slightly.

“Missed you,” the dark-haired man stated, patting the spot next to him so that you would sit on the bed. "You just got out of the bath, Jing Yuan?"

Nodding, you sat down next to him, his bandaged hand coming up to your thigh, squeezing it. Dark hair tickled your neck as his head fell onto your shoulder. A tired sigh escaped his lips; it seemed he hadn't enjoyed coming to Penakonia one bit.

You sat there for a couple of minutes before Blade lay down on the bed. As you lay down next to him, he wrapped his arm around your waist, pulling you closer to him. His other hand came up to your thigh, throwing your leg over his so he could caress you more comfortably. His lips brushed your forehead as he began to unbutton his tailcoat. It came off quickly as the rest of his clothes.

His toned body, covered in terrible scars, hung over you as his lips roughly buried themselves in yours, tormenting you. soft flesh, and his hands began to move lower, trying to quickly throw off your robe so he could kiss all the curves of your body. He paused for a couple of seconds, tying his hair into a ponytail, before continuing his invasion of your body, covering your chest with wet kisses.

Leaving your chest, he reached your stomach and began to bite it possessively, and then lick the marks. He kissed it, buried his face in it, tormented it with his teeth. He began to move his hips painfully slowly against yours to create friction. Your fingers dug into his back, which made him growl. Tears were accumulating in the corners of your eyes, which showed your pleasure in what was happening now. Blade noticed your tears and rose up, gently kissing them.