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Honestly, was there any better moment than this one?
Nope.
Finally…
It sure was one of these days if Jarvan couldn’t go further than the door before getting his kiss. Xin Zhao could keep counting, the stats amused him. Oh well, I guess I may have been impatient before. No one’s dying from it. On the opposite, it was quite enjoyable. Call him basic but he liked having a chance to kiss the man he loved, somewhere in private if possible.
Better than that, they had at least a few hours to spend together without a single fuck to give about the etiquette or even decency.
For now Jarvan kept it rather tame. ‘Rather’ because this was already a lot more direct than whatever they did in the study or wherever they found some brief peace. It stayed tame nonetheless, he hadn’t even tried to caress Xin Zhao’s crotch yet.
They kept kissing and that did just fine for now.
Mmmh…
He was right, we should have gone straight to the bedroom and fucked. Silly, hopeful me.
Maybe I can suck his cock and pray that’s enough distraction.
Plans and plans. Xin Zhao chucked all this aside, preferring to live the moment. That kiss was meant to end soon, Jarvan was getting a tad breathless and Xin Zhao was the one in charge of making sure he wasn’t exhausting himself before the real fun.
Haha. Fun duty.
Let’s end this.
“Come and have a drink, will you…?”
“Why, of course yes… I’ll handle it, tonight you relax.”
“You say that like I’m not relaxing as soon as we’re alone. Leave it to me, my Lord.”
Playing his card so early now rendered it useless but for that gentle eye roll from Jarvan? Priceless. He would do it again.
“Hm.”
Xin Zhao had won this time, Jarvan couldn’t play into his game without referring to him with his title and he just hated that. Checkmate. But he got to see Jarvan stepping away from him, heading to the heart of the library where so much has happened here and some more might still happen in the future.
Maybe. I don’t know if we would dare getting drunk to that point tonight. I want to have sex in our bed.
“Hah! Don’t even think about it, my Lord.” Xin Zhao was never too far behind, he meant to stop Jarvan from serving their drinks tonight but it was halfhearted, letting him do wasn’t the end of the world.
“I do whatever I want, I’m the King indeed. Shoo, go sit. That’s another order of your King.”
“You know what? Fair. Next time you’ll let me handle it.”
It didn’t mean that Xin Zhao would comply so fast. He lingered by Jarvan’s side while he was busy with the bottle of their favorite honey wine and soon made his move, standing on his toes just to give that tall fool a peck to his cheek. The familiar tickle of the beard was a nice touch.
“Oh you. Come here.”
No need to beg, Jarvan never ran out of affection to give. Ahh now I have distracted him. Congrats. To be fair, it wasn’t Xin Zhao’s goal there. He only wanted to give his King some attention now that there was no one to potentially catch them.
Now they were kissing again. Good move, yes, but if they kept at it forever, they might get to the bedroom much later than usual.
I doubt so, he will want a real mattress to have sex on. I get that.
See, Xin Zhao liked some comfort.
Focus, love.
He was the one stepping away from that kiss and embrace, unable to look away still because Jarvan’s full attention was on him and it was crazy how obvious Jarvan made it.
“Our drinks, my love. Unless I shall take care of it…?”
Jarvan snapped out of it, smiling again: “In your dreams. I will keep my promise, dearest.”
A good exchange of sweet names, that was. Xin Zhao could be happy now.
“Fine, fine. I’ll be waiting then.”
He could have stuck around to keep Jarvan close now that he was free to do exactly that but Xin Zhao opted to go to his seat instead. He could be docile sometimes, believe it or not. Hm. Only for him. Now came the real reason for his move, from here he could peacefully eye Jarvan up. It wouldn’t be for too long because filling two cups never took much but joy could be found anywhere.
I can’t wait to undress him. He’s wearing too much.
Like a good lover, he knew with precision how Jarvan’s body looked without all these fancy layers of fabric but that didn’t stop him from physically aching for as long as Jarvan stayed clothed.
As Jarvan came to him with his cup, he made eye contact and surely he must have felt how intense Xin Zhao got during that short break. The smile was gone, leaving something close to anticipation, hopefully.
Oh he knows.
“Here, Xin.”
“Thank you.”
He was thirsty too. Xin Zhao wanted to have a good sip right now but he wasn’t throwing away all of his politeness by the window as soon as they got together, no. Patiently, he waited for Jarvan to sit as well and some more.
“You’re awfully quiet. Should I be scared?”
“Oh my sweet summer child.” Xin Zhao marked that pause for the drama. “Yes.”
Then he raised his cup and drank from it.
“Good gods. Ah, should I feel ashamed for finding that hot?”
“You’re the hot one here.” For once he didn’t have to police his words.
“I’ve said it first. …Sweet heaven, how am I supposed to wait here? For how long? You’ll drive me mad soon.”
Splendid decision I got, yeah.
There were two solutions. Or more, if they needed that.
“I’m having some regrets too, not gonna lie. We can go sooner than usual, I won’t mind. Or, I can suck your cock right now.”
Jarvan was genuinely tempted, it got quite obvious. It was cute, being an open book for Xin Zhao like that. Little glances, shorter breaths, so many little things that could be noticed.
“I’d like that. But I’d rather take you to bed instead. I don’t think I’d be able to settle for something light, not when I have missed you that bad.”
Ohoh.