Another of the “Undress” and “Together” prompts, but this time we go to Journeys Verse.
The sound was soft but it was enough to awaken Xiao Xingchen from his slumber. Later he wouldn’t remember what it was that awoke him, but he would remember what came after. As Xingchen cracked open his eyes, gaze blurry with sleep, he caught a movement in the far corner of his chambers. Blinking to clear the haze from his vision, a soft sleepy smile began to form as he caught sight of his husband moving quietly in the dark.
Song Lan wasn’t due back from his traveling as Winter Court Wizard until the next afternoon, but he had pushed the limits of his body and magic to arrive home earlier than planned. There was no need to hurry, but Song Lan had just wanted to be home. Save for a few night guards, Cloud Recesses had been silent upon his return. Now in the confines of his room, he moved around as silently as he was able, unaware that the reason for his caution was already awake and watching him.
With quick motions, Song Lan removed his traveling clothes. First his jacket, then the dark tunic beneath, both garments tossed aside carelessly. He sank in a chair to remove his boots, faint moonlight casting long shadows over his face and shoulders. For a moment, Song Lan sat quietly, eyes closed as his mind settled from the last few days of travel. Sighing through his nose, he rose and made his way to a low table where a shallow basin of water rested.
Sleep forgotten, Xingchen’s eyes followed his husband’s every moment. Dark eyes watched closely as Song Lan splashed cool water against his face; his gaze followed twinkling droplets as they slipped down the sun kissed skin of Song Lan’s throat and shoulders. A faint flush colored Xingchen’s cheeks as Song Lan ran his hands through his hair, mussing the dark strands, lean torso muscles stretching with his movements.
With his gaze still on Song Lan, Xingchen didn’t miss the surprise that crossed his face when he turned and realized he was being watched.
“How long have you been awake?” Song Lan murmured as he approached the bed.
“Long enough,” came the whispered reply before Xingchen stretched out his arm. A warm, calloused hand grasped his as Song Lan slipped beneath the sheets before tugging him closer. A small, content sound came from his throat as Xingchen’s lips were claimed in a kiss.
“Very.” A soft sigh escaped Xingchen at the gentle shifting of fingers through his hair. “I didn’t expect you until tomorrow.”
“I couldn’t stay away from my beloved for another day.”
His smile was soft and tender as Xingchen’s fingertips glided along Song Lan’s face. “I love you too,” he murmured, shifting closer until Xingchen could rest his head against Song Lan’s shoulder. His eyes fluttered closed at the kiss to his temple, fingers interlacing with his; the last thing he heard before sleep claimed him again was Song Lan’s steady heartbeat beneath his ear.