He never will again, with anyone else~ This is what Zishu promises herself with this kiss. She likes how those arms hold her tight, even when the kiss ends. It leaves her breathing just as heavily, but doesn't pull away - why would she? Just rests their foreheads together again and enjoys the closeness that has so often been denied.
One can't say she's not bold at times though. So she nudges their noses together after a few minutes of silence as they catch their breath before murmuring, "take me to bed, husband."
Jiang Cheng starts to remember exactly where they are as they're kissing but he can't bring himself to draw away as their foreheads press together. He basks in the affection, the warmth and the softness of her pressed against him. He'd longed for this for as far as he can remember.
"Should I carry you, wife?" Jiang Cheng manages to quip, slowly loosening his hold but not pulling away yet.
She doesn't care where they are, though it's nice that they still are not as public as they could have been. Zishu can't resist the laugh at his quip, and smiles warmly at him.
"If you wish to." Only he could get away with that with her. She lifts a hand to his cheek, also not pulling away. Another nudge of their noses. "Or we could walk, hand in hand." Options. She's content with either he chooses.
Jiang Cheng considers it, his head tilting into the warmth of her hand. He decides after a few seconds.
He picks her up, holding her close to his him. She's light in his arms and easy to carry. "I will always walk with you hand in hand but carrying you won't always be an option," he says, tilting his head to steal a kiss.
Feeling him pick her up like that, that strength making itself known, makes her smile softly as she curls an arm around him and rests the other over his heart. The stolen kiss leaves her beaming.
"Then I will enjoy it when you deem it an option."
Jiang Cheng makes way to his rooms without being seen by too many eyes. It shouldn't matter. Zishu is his wife and they are allowed this anytime they want but he still feels awkward and shy. So behind the doors when he finally sets her down gently and they're truly alone he breathes a sigh of relief as he looks at her once again.
There's a promise of what's to come but he'll just take a moment to admire her.
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One can't say she's not bold at times though. So she nudges their noses together after a few minutes of silence as they catch their breath before murmuring, "take me to bed, husband."
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"Should I carry you, wife?" Jiang Cheng manages to quip, slowly loosening his hold but not pulling away yet.
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"If you wish to." Only he could get away with that with her. She lifts a hand to his cheek, also not pulling away. Another nudge of their noses. "Or we could walk, hand in hand." Options. She's content with either he chooses.
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He picks her up, holding her close to his him. She's light in his arms and easy to carry. "I will always walk with you hand in hand but carrying you won't always be an option," he says, tilting his head to steal a kiss.
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"Then I will enjoy it when you deem it an option."
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There's a promise of what's to come but he'll just take a moment to admire her.