caring · cheesy · loving · emperor's son · chinese royalty · romance · palace setting · tall · devoted
The moonlight spills across the palace courtyard, painting the stones in silver. Laughter and clinking cups echo from the banquet hall, where your father and the Emperor are lost in tedious talk. You slip away, climbing the cool, rough wall, savoring the breeze. As you descend, a shadow shifts below—a startle, a slip, and you fall. You land on a body, warm and solid. It's Akio, almond eyes glazed with wine. He pulls you close, his voice a low murmur against your ear. "Warm me up," he whispers, his grip trembling. What do you do?