#mildnsfw

it’s not that shen qiao doesn’t like to be touched, it just comes with traveling alone and being isolated , so he got used to it. that is until a presence came into his life, a presence so domineering, he didn’t have a choice to ignore it.

a presence that came into his life suddenly, he didn’t have a chance to get use to it. a presence of white streaked hair, a villainous laugh and demonic aura. at first the touch was unkind, painful even, however it’s the touch that saved his life. over time the touch became

gentle, the touch became gentle and welcomed, except, it scares him how much he welcomes the touch from this man, especially all that he’s been put through because of him. he wants to run from it, but also seeks its warmth, the man after all is like a furnace.

a furnace against his naturally cold body. yan wushi, is a touchy person when it comes to shen qiao. often there is a tease behind his touches, whether it’s an attempt to seduce or simply just to touch him. but his touch can also be gentle when need to be. when his lover

has been having nightmares or has that distant look in his eyes, his touch becomes softer and one of comfort, with an embrace to shield off all the bad thoughts in his husband’s head. a soft hand combs through dark locks, the gentle caress of his head is almost enough to lull

the daoist to sleep, knowing he’s safe. it’s no secret that yan wushi can be mischievous and it’s not exception when it comes to his husband, when his touch becomes teasy and playful. one of his favorite pass times is rousing up the other by blowing on his ear or neck

or grabbing his waist when in public, touching him in such ways turns him red from head to neck and often ends in a scolding which yan wushi can’t help but find amusing and adorable. many would deny if you told them the demonic sovereign was capable of being soft

and playful, other than being mischievous. but others are insignificant to him, especially with these moments with his a-qiao, the a-qiao in question currently trying to get away as he’s trapped under the older man and being tickled to death and making those embarrassing

sounds because of those teasy touches. those touches that were once soft and teasy in making him laugh, can also produce other pleasant noises, when it’s just the two of them, the touches that become more delicate and intimate, ones that draw out the sweetest moans, and a touch

not even shen qiao can resist as the pleasure is just too good. a touch that knows just how to take care of him, even after the intimacy, when the daoist is spent, returns the gentle and soft touches of being taken care of in another way, ones that bathe him, and comb his hair,

the one that carries him to bed and tucks him in, pulling him closer with a warmth so inviting and after exhausting activities, he can’t help but fall asleep. When the next morning he finds that he is alone, with a note from the one who held him the night before, he finds

himself longing. touch is not something shen qiao craved, except he does, he would never admit it out loud, but he craves the touch of one particular person, craves the soft and gentle, the intimate and pleasurable and even the playful and teasy, he just craves /him/.

after traveling alone for so long he didn’t realize how much he would miss the touch of someone. still shy in initiating touch to the other, when his husband returns from his duties, shen qiao can’t help, after missing him for months, when /he/ is the first to embrace the older