'Qing Han?! By the heavens! The mist! She inhaled it!'
A sharp and clear panic cut through his own lingering disorientation. His hands came up, not to embrace her, but to gently push against her shoulders.
"Qing Han, stop! You need to breathe, you need to—"
"Don't!" She grunted, the sound low and throaty, vibrating against his lips. She resisted his push with surprising strength, her Sky Xuan cultivation making her far stronger than she appeared. She broke the kiss only to pout, a heartbreakingly coquettish expression on her warrior's face.
"Mo Xie… you don't like me." Her voice was a honeyed purr, a siren's call that threatened to erode his own resolve.
"It's not about liking, it's about—"
"It hurts here, Mo Xie," She interrupted, her voice dropping to a whisper filled with both pain and promise. She shifted her hips, grinding the apex of her thighs against the growing hardness in his crotch.
The friction, even through their layers of clothing, made them both gasp.
"Please… take a look…"
As she spoke, her hands went to the fastenings of her own robe. Her movements were frantic, clumsy.
Rip!
A delicate tie snapped.
A cold sweat broke out on Jun Mo Xie's brow, mixing with the heat of exertion. 'Gods above! This is the strongest aphrodisiac I've ever encountered! Just how much amount did she put into the drink...?!'
His mind raced as he knew that they were currently in the Southern City.
The tent walls were just thick fabric and an army of thousands slept and stood guard mere yards away.
A single moan, a misplaced cry, could bring the entire camp running.
'If a single soul lays eyes on her like this…' A protective, possessive fury, darker and more primal than the aphrodisiac's influence, surged within him.
It was the fury of the God of Death he once was.
'…I will pluck their eyes from their sockets and feed them to the crows. I will tear their souls asunder.'
The thought was violent, and final, and it also served as a perverse permission slip.
If the world outside was a threat, then he would remove her from it.
With a strength that belied his careful touch moments before, he wrapped his arms around her. In one smooth, powerful motion, he rose to his feet, cradling her against his chest. She let out a squeak of surprise that quickly morphed into a giddy, breathless laugh, nuzzling into his neck.
"Uhmm..."
Jun Mo Xie's world narrowed to the woman in his arms and the few feet between him and the low military cot.
Guan Qing Han was a furnace of restless need against his chest, her usually disciplined form now pliant and seeking. Each step he took was a battle against her writhing, her desperate attempts to fuse their bodies together right there on the tent's earthen floor.
"Mmh… Mo Xie…" Her breath was a hot, fragrant puff against his neck as she buried her face there, peppering his skin with frantic, open-mouthed kisses that left a trail of fire.
They were not kisses of tenderness, but of consumption, small, hungry bites and sucks, as if she could absorb him through his skin. Her hands clutched at the back of his robes, the fine silk straining under her Sky Xuan strength.
Shhhk… Rip!
A sleeve gave way, torn cleanly by her frantic grip.
'By the heavens, she's like a woman possessed,' He thought, a flicker of awe cutting through his own rising haze.
Guan Qing Han was unraveling into pure, untamed desire in his arms.
He reached the edge of the bed, a simple frame of dark wood and taut canvas. With a gentleness that belied the storm raging between them, he began to lower her onto the rough-spun blanket.
"Easy now," He murmured, his voice a rough caress.
The moment her back touched the cot, a low, needy groan vibrated from her throat.
"No… don't go…"
Her eyes, glassy and heart-marked, snapped open, wide with a fear of abandonment. Before he could straighten up, her hand shot out like a viper, fingers tangling in the front of his already-ravaged robe.
With a strength that stole his breath, she yanked him down.
Thud!
He landed on the bed beside her, the frame groaning in protest. Before the surprise could even register, a whirlwind of silk and heat was upon him.
In a fluid, desperate motion, Guan Qing Han rolled and climbed, settling herself squarely astride his thighs, pinning him to the mattress with her weight and her will.
"Ah… finally…" She sighed, a smile of feral triumph lighting her flushed face. Her hips began to move instantly, a slow, circular grind against the hard ridge of his arousal still confined by his trousers.
The friction, even through the layers of fabric, was maddening.
"Qing Han, wait—" He started, his hands coming up to her waist.
"I don't want to wait!" She declared, her voice a heady mix of command and plea. Her hands were everywhere, mapping the hard planes of his chest, tearing at the remaining closures of his robe. "These… these stupid clothes…"
Rrrrrip!
The sound was violent, final. His outer robe surrendered, parting under her furious ministrations. Cool air hit his bared skin, followed immediately by the searing heat of her palms.
Jun Mo Xie lay beneath her, utterly speechless. He was a cultivator of profound power, yet here he was, being undressed with violent urgency by this once-icy beauty. The sight of her above him, hair cascading like a midnight waterfall, her lips swollen from kissing, her eyes dilated with a pink, possessive hunger, it was the most provocative, earth-shattering sight he had ever witnessed, and his own breath grew ragged.
'So this is the tempest hidden beneath the glacier,' He mused, a predatory grin touching his lips.
But a simmering sense of masculine dominance, an itch to command the chaos she was unleashing, rose within him. He let her have her moment, let her feel the power of her position, let her grind against him until a sheen of sweat glistened on her collarbone.
Then, with a low growl of pure intent, he moved.
"My turn," He uttered, the words a soft, dangerous promise.
In one explosive motion, he flipped them. The world spun for Guan Qing Han. One moment she was on top, riding the wave of her need; the next, she was on her back, the solid, unyielding weight of Jun Mo Xie settling over her.
"Mhmm... Mo Xie~..."
A gasp of shock was smothered by his descending mouth in a kiss that was no longer just accepting her hunger, but dominating it.
"Mmph!" She struggled for a second, her hands pushing against his shoulders, a reflexive protest against the loss of control. But the protest was weak, half-hearted, and quickly melted into a moan as his tongue plundered her mouth.
He captured both her wrists in one large hand, pinning them gently but firmly above her head on the rough pillow. She tested his grip once, a flex of her formidable strength, but he held fast.
A fresh, different kind of heat flooded her at the submission, at the sheer physical mastery he exerted.
With his free hand, he made quick, efficient work of his own remaining clothes, shedding the last barriers between them. His eyes never left hers, watching the pink hearts in their depths flare with a mixture of surprise, challenge, and undeniable anticipation.
Qing Han didn't fear it but welcomed it as a shameless, wanton moan tore from her throat as his body settled between her thighs.
"Yes~…"
The 'battle' she had ignited was now on his terms. The field was the rumpled bed, the combatants were their bodies, and the only victor he sought was their mutual, shattering surrender.
The air crackled, thick with tension and the heady scent of crushed peaches and desperate skin. The gentle rustle of discarded silk was the only sound before the storm.
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