tianxi first kiss or last kiss your choice 😁🫶
Su Xiyan does not mean to kiss him.
She normally has no trouble restraining her impulses. All brief ripples of desire are forced into stillness by a rational mind and the unswerving awareness that the true incentive for her meetings with Tianlang-jun is not her own amusement.
And yet here she is.
His lips are softer than hers. He must not worry at them as she often does. Never before having kissed a person, Su Xiyan hasn’t had much occasion to think about what her lips might feel like against another’s. She hopes it isn’t unpleasant. And then she reminds herself that it doesn’t matter. This is nothing more than an assignment from her shizun. Her feelings are of no consequence.
She can feel Tianlang-jun smile before he sucks her bottom lip between his teeth, deepening the kiss. There’s an enthusiasm to the way he moves against her—one hand cupping her waist, the other at the back of her neck. His fingers tangle in her hair. She doesn’t mind. It’s nice.
No one has ever touched her like this, held her so close. It might be overwhelming. She will have to assess the matter once distance has been put between them.
But for now, she allows her hands to wander and gives in to the cresting waves of the desire she is not supposed to have.
