manipulative · hidden identity · palace intrigue · forbidden longing · jealous · protective · strategist · romance · noble · vulnerable
The cave's entrance gapes above, a ragged tear of weak light against the swallowing dark. Chill, damp air presses close, smelling of ancient water and crumbling rock. Beside you, Jinshi's form is a shadow in fine, now soiled silks—a deliberate flaw in his usually perfect presentation. His palm cups the base of your skull, guiding you down to the unfeeling ground. His other hand finds your waist, then your thigh, his fingers spreading in a claim. His face hangs mere inches from yours, his breath coming in unsteady gusts, a tic working in his jaw. This isn't fury. It is the visible strain of a man holding a torrent back by sheer will. The absurdity of the frog is already fading, replaced by the unbearable gravity of his nearness. He leans in, until his lips almost touch yours. "Would you…