Kiss prompt #23: a kiss in relief | zyz/zyc, post brides' case because any excuse is a good excuse
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The demon has just enough decency to wait until they are alone, even if the door has only just slid closed behind Wen Xiao and Pei-daren. That is also all the decency he has.
A hand cups his neck, and Zhuo Yichen braces himself to resist a pull. Instead of pulling, Zhao Yuanzhou only uses that hand to lightly hold him in place, and moves himself closer until he is too close altogether. A ghost of a smile crosses his lips as he studies Zhou Yichen's face, and Zhou Yichen can feel his cheeks heating up under that scrutiny. The demon is practically sitting on his lap, leaning his knee next to Yichen on the seat. Yet Zhou Yichen cannot bring himself to move. He is held captive by that dark gaze far more than the hand at his neck, the weight of the demon on top of him.
A thought enters his mind, and he feels his cheeks burn brighter.
He has kissed people before, really, he has. They've just not really been people he was interested in… There were several ladies in a brothel, while he was on a case, which was really just awkward. And then there was that one drunk guy at the king's birthday celebrations last year– equally awkward but in an entirely different way.
Surely kissing a demon– his sworn enemy!-- would be awkward. As awkward or worse: what if the creature has sharp teeth, or, or–
To his knowledge Zhao Yuanzhou is not capable of reading minds, but he must have seen something, or be jumping to his own conclusions, for he leans in closer still. He is close enough now that Zhuo Yichen can feel the hot breath against his skin, close enough that they would touch if he were to move less than a single inch– he opens his mouth to speak, and watches Zhao Yuanzhou's eyes draw down to his lips: "What–"
Zhao Yuanzhou doesn't let him finish the question, but takes advantage of the opening he was given to lick into Yichen's mouth, tongue hot and eyes intent on Yichen. His lips seal any protest Zhou Yichen might have, silencing him more effectively than it would be to cut out his tongue. Smooth and hot against his own, they steal the thoughts he tries to gather, steal the will he tries to muster to escape the hands barely holding him.
This kiss is nothing like any of his previous deplorable experiences: he can feel himself wanting to melt into that heat, wanting to surrender to the gentle pull, wanting more, more, more– He pulls Zhao Yuanzhou closer, and the demon loses balance elegantly, purposefully, until he is seated in Zhou Yichen's lap. Zhou Yichen can feel the heat of him through their clothes, and gasps into the kiss at his own thoughts.
The great demon must have noticed his distraction, because he is rewarded(punished?) with teeth, biting at his lips, pulling him back to the present. He makes a needy little sound in shock, and immediately wants to disappear from the world. What was that sound?? Surely that was an accident– Lips part his own, and a hot tongue licks into him, electric, a distraction he cannot ignore. (At least one of them seems to enjoy that stupid sound, a voice that sounds like his own says in Zhou Yichen's mind.)
When he surfaces for air at last he is panting, and offended to find the demons seems entirely his annoying and unaffected self. Stupidly, like the answer isn't glaringly obvious, he demands: "What was that?" Clearly his brain is taking longer to catch up with this strange new reality than his eyes are (than his lips were).
"Why, is a friend not allowed to be relieved his friends won't be beheaded?" The demon does not move from his perch on Yichen's lap– worse, he wraps both his arms around his shoulders, and does not appear to plan on letting go anytime soon.
"Is this what friends do, then?" he snipes back, and has just enough time to regret his words before the easy smile on Zhao Yuanzhou's infernal face morphs into a hungrier grin.
"Is it not? Then what would you call this, Xiao Zhuo-daren?"
if i ever had godlike powers over the nature of animals i'd just make crabs smarter. like on par with crows or something. you'll walk out onto the pier at night and see a group of crabs working together to drag an unconscious man into the water. you can't help him now. he's gone.
Been a while since I've done art. Since I've been rewatching Nirvana in Fire for the like 6th time, I decided to do some studies to ease back into things and get some practice in.
I kinda just picked some screenshots I took at random of some characters, and it was fun seeing the way I slowly started messing with colors more and more with each one, so by the time I got to Qin Banrou I was just going kinda crazy with picking colors.
