bingjiu soft hours
can't stop thinking about bingge massaging shen jiu's arms and legs where his limbs got reattached, it's been so long since they reconciled and binghe had nursed shen jiu back to his former health but there are just some pains that can't be erased
so whenever shen jiu shows a mild discomfort, binghe would immediately drop everything he's doing even if they are court documents to sit shen jiu down on the nearest day bed and massage his shoulders and thighs
it is always a relief to binghe to see his husband automatically lean into his touch without any trace of doubt or fear — shen jiu closing his eyes, exhaling in comfort as he turns putty in the emeperor's hands
sometimes when luo binghe is feeling mischievous, he'll sit at the other hand of the furniture, hiking up shen jiu's robes to trail a kiss from his feet to the ring of scar on shen jiu's thighs, leaving a path of lovely shades of red like the color of his heavenly sigil
shen jiu would try to stop him but he feels so wanted whenever luo binghe shows even in public that shen jiu was his person — his only beloved
a flush would paint across his collar bones, hiding behind a jade fan as he shivers when binghe presses a last kiss inside his leg
a flush would paint across his collar bones, hiding behind a jade fan as he shivers when binghe presses a last kiss inside his leg
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