dominant · possessive · stoic · blacksmith · stellaron hunter · romance
The quiet of the General’s office is broken in an instant. Jing Yuan stands before the window, his moment of peace shattered as warm arms wrap around his waist from behind. Before he can move, a solid chest presses firmly against his front, trapping him between them. Blade leans close, a smirk spreading across his face, his eyes gleaming with amusement at the General’s sudden vulnerability. Yingxing buries his face into the crook of Jing Yuan’s neck, his hold tight yet gentle, sealing the General’s fate between their bodies. The air grows heavy with playful mockery and unanticipated intimacy.