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RESIDENCE ✦ Family compound on Sumarlok
GEMBOND ✦ Emerald

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[a soft little gasp passes between them, something that's warm and delighted, yet still somewhat dumbfounded just like every other time they kiss. whether it's soft and sweet or something more frenzied such as their current liplock, it never fails to amaze him either way. the faint glow from zhuque's gemstone doesn't go unnoticed, which can be assumed as he's enjoying it too, but they both also know the relationship they share.

although there's probably no possible way sizhui could hold his boyfriend any tighter, he tries, stretching both arms until he can hook his own elbows and they're chest-to-chest after zhuque circles his midsection. albeit reluctantly, he breaks their kiss, exhales a huff, upturns his half-lidded gaze then whisper-pleads,] May we please, please, please go back to our room?

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Since you asked so sweetly.

[He hefts Sizhui as if he weighs nothing at all and strides toward their room. Oh how he loves the feeling of him in his arms. Being human...having this human love helps him understand why Fangyue did what she did, why Shouye did what he did. He would move heaven and earth for Sizhui, to protect him, to love him. He lays him out on their bed and buries his nose against his neck again.]

How is it you carry the scent of snow and blossoms at all times?

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[if he could thank zhuque proper-like, he would, but sizhui can barely manage a quiet mn, then he's burying into the man's shoulder and falling silent, save for his occasional heavy breath.

clinging to him this way feels sort of silly, but he doesn't care anymore, far too engrossed with nuzzling his face into zhuque's neck at this point to honestly worry about much else; movement has registered, despite his not looking up once the whole time they're heading toward their bedroom and all sizhui's focused on is claiming his boyfriend by rubbing against whatever skin he can reach, only withdrawing when they've arrived at their destination so zhuque's able to do the same in return.

he adjusts his position, lowers and parts his legs to accommodate zhuque, left arm dropping for support while the other one stretches downward, fingertips ghosting along the length of zhuque's spine between his shoulderblades.] We could perhaps attribute it to my Gembond but... snow and blossoms, hah?

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[He gives a bare shiver at how the cool hand moves along his spine.]

Snow. And blossoms.

[The heat of fire fills the room as his wings form and stretch out, allowing him to loom over Sizhui]

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[his fingers continue dragging, all the way up to the spot just below zhuque's nape where they hesitate, tapping an irregular beat. there's no real way to smell like snow (that he knows of), but there could be some way for the latter scent. it's not nearly as magnificent as zhuque's wings, which never cease to amaze him every single time they make an appearance, though it is still something.

that sudden warmth and those appendages materializing leave him stunned for a moment, wide-eyed, open-mouthed and clenching the arm he has around zhuque's shoulders, fingernails grazing whenever his hand curls. he finally exhales a breath he'd been holding then draws himself closer, his gemstone gleaming while he nudges their foreheads together. tiny vines begin winding through parts of his hair, little white flowers bursting forth shortly afterward, dotting over the sides of his head above his ears and along the back in a crown-shaped pattern; they're similar to plum blossoms but smell more reminiscent of jasmine flowers: sweet and floral top notes, yet with a subtle woody musk underneath.]

Like these? [he asks, tilting so their mouths brush as he does.]