The movie made it through almost twenty minutes before Lingyun decided he'd spent enough time pretending to watch it.
His mouth brushed the side of my neck so lightly that I could've ignored it. Since his head was already resting against my shoulder, I might even have convinced myself it was an accident if he hadn't done it again, slower this time, with enough intention to make the skin beneath his lips warm.
"You're supposed to be resting," I reminded him, rolling my eyes. But that didn't mean that I moved away.
"I am resting," he murmured back, making sure that his lips continued to caress the skin against my neck.
"You're biting me," I countered, even as I moved my neck to the side to give him better access.
"Very gently," he replied.
