Jin Ziyao melted into the kiss, in a way that he would disappear if he stopped. His breathing came out hot and heavy as they broke it.

"Okay. In the morning I will go retrieve my belongings from Qinghe. We can meet up there. I'll show you the face I'll be wearing before I go." his mind quietly forming a plan already.

He brushed the side of his face gently.

"That sounds wonderful my love. A place we can just be ourselves. Let this world figure their own shit out.

But tonight, let us make love. I want to feel you." he ground his hips against him to emphasize that fact.