Han Xin leaned closer, his breath a tantalizing warmth against Xiang Yu's skin, mingling with the scent of comfort that seemed to cling to him tightly.
The closer he got, the more a storm of hesitation brewed within Xiang Yu. Should he wake? Should he just let things happen? But before he could make a decision, Han Xin's lips met his, soft yet insistent.
Liquid heat flowed through Xiang Yu as he found himself swallowing the warm nutrient liquid, but it wasn't just sustenance. What came next was an unconscious surrender, a hunger he couldn't resist.
He kissed Han Xin, lips moving against each other with the ease. He unleashed the longing that had been building inside him ever since he came into this world.
Surprise flickered in Han Xin's eyes, but it quickly shifted to something deeper, primal, as he leaned into the kiss, the world fading away until it was just the two of them, bodies melded together, an intricate dance of passion and unsurpressed lust.
