[ see, like this, lu bixing is pretty sure lin jingheng could ask him for the entire world on a string and he'd say yes. he could ask him to kill someone and he'd probably do it. (he knows he wouldn't.) he's just completely and utterly bamboozled by it, the same way lin has, so many times, swept him off of his feet.
he exhales all of the breath in his lungs in a woosh as he's pushed backwards, dropping back against the bed, sprawled out and trying to remember where his limbs need to go. the light hits jingheng at the perfect angle, casting a shadow over his face, making his silvery eyes look like molten metal. it makes his heart skip a beat, sends a shiver down his spine, sends his frantic little scientist brain diving into two different categories, somewhere between i've-read-too-many-romance-novels and dopamine-adrenaline-cortisol-eyes-dilating-heart-racing-oh-hot-this-is-hot and not surfacing for air. the fact that he makes words with his mouth is a miracle that only an established relationship and alpha week allow for. ]
...Any way you want, my Commander. [ it's just as breathless, but his mouth curls into a smile, a twinkle in his eyes. he is just completely putty in lin's hands, arching up a little to the hand that pushed him down, starting to lift his hands to reach to pull lin down. ] Anytime.
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he exhales all of the breath in his lungs in a woosh as he's pushed backwards, dropping back against the bed, sprawled out and trying to remember where his limbs need to go. the light hits jingheng at the perfect angle, casting a shadow over his face, making his silvery eyes look like molten metal. it makes his heart skip a beat, sends a shiver down his spine, sends his frantic little scientist brain diving into two different categories, somewhere between i've-read-too-many-romance-novels and dopamine-adrenaline-cortisol-eyes-dilating-heart-racing-oh-hot-this-is-hot and not surfacing for air. the fact that he makes words with his mouth is a miracle that only an established relationship and alpha week allow for. ]
...Any way you want, my Commander. [ it's just as breathless, but his mouth curls into a smile, a twinkle in his eyes. he is just completely putty in lin's hands, arching up a little to the hand that pushed him down, starting to lift his hands to reach to pull lin down. ] Anytime.