He drank him in, small desperate kisses pressing against his neck his jaw, and the lobe of his ear. His teeth marked the soft spots against his neck sucking deep red marks into the flesh there. His A-Sang was so very beautiful all soft skin and hard steel.

There was still a lot of guilt he would have to work through at some point, figure out who and what he can be in this new life after leaving the cultivation world that he had worked so hard to be accepted by. It was his first mistake.

...But he didn't owe anyone that anymore. He did owe a few people something... Jin Ling mostly came to mind. Even Er-ge was not someone he could really deal with yet.

He kissed Huaisang back sweetly. his thumbs wiping his tears. They will have all their lives to figure out how to continue to heal from the last few decades worth of pain, not to mention the things they faced on the island, the stress of acting like a leader who could protect people again. The loss of his support system the worry of his friends there.

He squeezed around him, angling back so that Huaisang hit that sweet spot inside him, a deep breathy moan escaping his lips. Hands moving to hold Huaisang by the shoulders, his pace speeding up.