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Having the warm weight of his husband on top of him was grounding. It helped his mind to settle and he felt like he wasn't going to float away. Relaxing his hold on him, Runyu started to pet the hair he'd been pulling instead, nuzzling against the top of his head. Sighing softly, he found himself smiling a little

How he'd ended up here he didn't know. Fate was a strange thing. But he knew that he was happy he had. He felt more free to be himself than he ever had before and he knew he wanted to be there for this man. To be at his side and to protect him as well as best he could.

His husband. His Zi'er.

Zishu can't help but melt under the petting and nuzzling, a long sigh answers Runyu's as he snuggles in. He smiles and presses a kiss to his husband's neck, letting himself enjoy being held like this.

But he also lets a hand absently wander, smoothing idly over what he can reach of his dragon's body without moving from his comfortable position.

He hadn't expected this easy connection. Would never have hoped for it with an arrangement like theirs. Yet that is exactly what they've found, and knowing himself, he will jealously protect his husband.

As he came back to his senses, he had a soft realization that made him laugh gently. Here they were after having lounged in the bath. A place to be clean. And now they were quite the opposite. They'd have to clean up before they went to sleep too. Runyu nuzzled his hair gently, breathing in his scent.

"You know, we're just going to have to go right back to the bath, Zi'er," he murmured softly, letting his husband know what he found so amusing.

So often, laughter out of no where makes him wary. But not Runyu's. It's too warm, too gentle. It makes him smile instead, waiting to hear his husband's thoughts if the other chooses to share them.

And they are! He laughs then too, grinning and lifts his head to nuzzle their noses together. "When we're done for the night, yes. Unless," he can't help another little chuckle, eyes bright with playful affection. "Unless my husband is already tired?" If so, then he'll just have to scoop his lover up and carry him to the bath, warming it up with his internal force - worth it. For his husband, he's finding he will go to rather great lengths to spoil him.

This playful side was one that he knew he would enjoy seeing in their time together. It lit up Zishu's eyes and made him look even younger. Runyu was almost lost in that look but he just laughed softly then lifted his legs to hook them around the hips above his own.

All to suddenly flip the man onto his back with him on top of him. Something that shifted the cock still inside him around as he sat on top of his husband, pulling a gasp from the dragon as he settled. Then he gazed down at him, letting his hands run over the toned expanse of the swordsman's chest.

"Zi'er, I think you'll end up tired before I do," he murmured with a smile.

Zishu rarely relaxes enough for this side to escape these days. It's nice to be able to now, with someone he fully expects to spend the rest of his life with. And he will fight and train hard to make that a very long life.

He laughs as his dragon flips them over, even as it makes him shudder as he feels those muscles around him. But he also clearly doesn't mind this new position, either. He chuckles, arching into those hands in open invitation to explore and touch to his husband's content.

"I can live with that, though I admit I hope not to disappoint you."

"Because you are currently mortal and will tire before I do? No, that won't disappoint me."

What would disappoint him would be if Zishu broke his promises. If he betrayed him somehow. That would work to disappoint him. But stamina? No, that wouldn't bother him at all. Runyu didn't mind if he was going to be the one to last longer that Zishu. Just having this with him was so much already.

Leaning down, he stole a soft kiss from him. Right before moving his head out of reach playfully so that way one couldn't be stolen back. Licking his lips, he rolled his hips, ready to help start to get his husband hard again inside of him. Just that action made him gasp but he didn't stop or hesitate in his actions.

"Keep your promises to me, Zi'er. I'll never be disappointed then."

He smiles softly at the warmth being told he's currently mortal. Implying that he will succeed in reaching immortality. And the reassurance that stamina alone won't be enough to disappoint his husband.

The stolen kiss makes him laugh again, especially when Runyu immediately pulls out of easy reach for an answering stolen kiss! He slides his hands over his husband's sides, a sigh escaping as those hips roll in encouragement. It won't be at all difficult for him to get hard a second time, not with this wickedly beautiful dragon teasing him! Of course he rocks his hips up in answer, feeling his cock grow hard, still happily buried in his husband.

'Keep your promises.'

His blink is slow, and his expression clears as he recognizes one fact. "The promises I make to you, from one heart and soul to the other, will never be broken. You are mine, but I am also yours. No one else will come before you."

No one else is worthy to, in his mind. He hadn't thought it possible, and yet...there is no other fact more true.

Those words...

He went still as he let them sink in properly. Runyu just couldn't help himself, needing a moment to absorb what the man had just said to him. They weren't just sweet offerings to appease him or anything like that. These were words said to let him know that he was cared for. Admired.

Zishu meant every word that he said. He would come before any other and he would keep his promises to him. Others may or may not receive the respect of having promises kept but he always would have that.

It took his breath away.

In the end, all he could say was just, "I believe you..."

Zhou Zishu can be a very cold, cruel, even viscous man. Generally at the order of Prince Jin, or for the sake of that man.

To keep his promises to Runyu, he will be just as ruthless if necessary.

He watches as his husband realizes how intensely he means what he said. He reaches up to rest a hand against Runyu's cheek, gazing serenely into the other's eyes. At peace with his choice.

Here is someone he can just be himself with. Just exist, no pretense is needed. It's a gift he knows Runyu understands.

He has made mistakes - many of them. But agreeing to this marriage is not one of them. And he knows that if his husband seems at all unhappy wherever they are living, they will leave. Taking the risk of being hunted - Zishu knows how to disguise himself, and his husband is a dragon. They can manage it.

He'd never had someone who would have his back so thoroughly. But just a look in those eyes told him that this one man had decided that he really came first. Runyu wasn't someone to hide away or abuse or cast aside or use for power. Not in Zishu's eyes. Instead he was someone to be treasured and cared for. Loved and made to feel that he was actually worth something.

Despite the fact that a moment ago they'd been teasing about going another round, that was suddenly the last thing on the dragon's mind. Instead, he cupped this man's face and lowered his head down to press a kiss to his lips.

Words couldn't express his gratitude. He could just hope this would.

Nor will he be. Zishu doesn't want another person to command or control or use. Not when that person is his spouse. This one person, if no one else, is his equal. He believes Runyu when the other had said he doesn't see mortals as being below immortals.

Teasing comes and goes. Some things are just more important. This kiss leaves him sighing, eyes fluttering closed as he opens himself to those feelings. Answers them.

He is a man who is so used to having to hold his heart closed, for fear of it being used and abused. Yet this dragon has slipped inside and made a home, so easily. He welcomes him now.

The kiss was slow and tender, just meant to be meaningful in communicating emotion. As much as sex would have been fun, he found he just wanted this now. To share in this with this man he'd given his trust to. Even when the kiss ended, he was still lingering near, resting his forehead against Zishu's.

There was so much they'd have to learn about each other. So much they didn't know. Right now none of that mattered. Runyu felt as if he knew this man better than anyone else did despite how little he knew already.

Letting out a content sigh, he opened his eyes as he lifted his head to gaze down at the man. Gently, he stroked the lines of his face before offering him a soft smile.

If he's created a sex monster, he'll be happy to live with it! But just this closeness, it feels just as good. Zishu doesn't try to change the nature of this kiss, just relaxes into the emotions shared.

Trust.

Even when it ends and his husband rests their foreheads together, he just breathes. Lets them settle into the part of his heart that is filled with his dragon. They don't have to tell each other everything right away. They'll learn as they go, just by talking every day or observing. Zishu already feels he knows the most important things when it comes to Runyu. Trusts that his husband will tell him if he's ignorant of some important fact.

That particular sigh is what coaxes his eyes to open again, and he smiles back, leaning into the gentle hands on his face. Normally he wouldn't like being on his back, under another. Not so with Runyu.

He turns his head just enough to press a kiss to a hand, eyes not leaving his husband's. No demand, just a desire to continue expressing affection.

Deciding that this was all he wanted for the time being, he lowered himself down to rest on top of him. Nuzzling his head to rest against his neck, he closed his eyes and let his fingers trace soft patterns on his chest. Eventually they'd probably have to get cleaned up but he was happy to not move from where they were for awhile. Happy that he could seek out affection and know that he would receive it.

"You're different from anyone I've ever known," he observed quietly, his voice only barely loud enough for Zishu to be able to hear him. "I know you'll wear a mask outside our spaces but the real man I see now is what I mean."

Lightly, he stopped the patterns to rest his hand over his heart. Just so he could feel it beat.

"I've never trusted anyone with all that I am."

Feeling the same way, Zishu only moves to throw part of the blanket over his dragon before wrapping his arms around him. He tilts his head to welcome that nuzzling, content to keep his dragon warm from under him like this.

He listens to that soft voice, feeling it sink into his heart, into his soul. He'll know it anywhere now. He hears acceptance for what he shows the rest of the world, and runs a gentle hand over his husband's back, slow and affectionate.

"Who you see is who I really am," he answers, just for Runyu. "I don't feel the need to hide anything from you." He lifts his head enough to nuzzle the top of his husband's head.

"You don't have to trust me with all of yourself. What I have seen already is enough." He's made his decision. "Anything you want to tell me, I will always listen."

"No. I trust you. I simply don't want to talk about it right now." Which meant that he planned to tell Zishu more about himself later. In this moment though, he didn't want to darken the mood. Runyu was happy to be content and have someone hold him, petting him, keeping him warm. It was comfortable and he only wanted this for now.

"Later. I will tell you later."

Lifting his head a bit, he pressed a kiss to his neck. Right above the mark he'd left. "I want to stay like this right now. At peace with you."

His hand smooths over Runyu's hair and he smiles softly. Accepting those words and content in their position. He could argue that he'd only meant he wouldn't push - but he chooses to just give his dragon's waist a little squeeze to indicate his acceptance.

The kiss over the mark on his neck has him shiver and his eyes slip closed.

"Aah," he hums softly. "Then we will. It's comfortable." And yes. Peaceful.

"If I become too heavy please let me know."

So far Zishu didn't seem to mind and he could tell the man was strong. But they were still similar in size like this. The least he could do was make sure that the man was comfortable for as long as they were cuddled together. His husband was working to make sure he was comfortable so he could at least extend the same to him.

He presses a kiss to Runyu's temple. "I will." He trusts that should that happen, they'll either settle on their sides, or clean up before going properly to bed for the night. He's not too picky which ends up happening - he has no doubt they will not sleep alone from now on, barring him going on missions.

"I like holding you like this," he admits softly.

Runyu smiled, lifting his head a little so he could look at him. After pressing a kiss to his cheek, he moved a hand up to rest his chin on it. All to better be able to look at the man that he was talking to you.

"Mm. Do you? What else do you like?"

Because he was finding he liked hearing these things. A great deal.

Zishu finds himself grinning a little, able to breathe easily despite the warm weight of his dragon over him. He opens his eyes enough to look down at his husband and starts threading his fingers through Runyu's hair. Smoothing it out, admiring it. Enjoying just getting to touch.

"Your eyes." It could be sappy and sound false. But there's a peacefulness in his gaze, a steadiness, that belies any hint of deception. "I could listen to your voice for the rest of my life, and I feel I would not tire of it."

Runyu let out a soft laugh. "They're not so special, you know. My eyes or my voice." At least not to the dragon who wanted to think more highly of himself but didn't see himself through the same eyes as those around him. He'd been beaten down far too often in his life to see the same thing.

But, that pain wasn't in his eyes. He wasn't thinking about it at all. He was too lost in this moment with his husband.

There's a soft seriousness in his gaze as he shakes his head a little. "They are to me." Zishu continues the gentle touches over hair, then on over his dragon's back. Enjoying getting to touch and be at peace with another living being.

"You're going to spoil me with attention and kind words."

But he was honestly enjoying it. It was so different from the life that he'd led up until now. Here he felt wanted with this man. Valued, treasured. "May I ask why you think they're special? What you like about them?"