"Feng, please…" she said, the word strange to her. She never asked like this.
Even she didn't understand what was happening to her.
He moved closer to her, getting himself ready, his eyes fixed on hers. She noticed the question in his gaze, the steady patience he had even now.
She nodded and bit her lip, her earlier confidence gone, replaced by a feeling of nervousness.
He moved closer, and her world broke apart into one sharp, intense pain.
A sudden, surprised cry escaped her lips, her eyes shutting tight as tears quickly filled the corners. Her nails pressed into his shoulders.
He stopped right away, his whole body stiffening with the effort. "Shhh, I'm here for you," he said gently, his voice shaky but very soft.
He leaned his forehead against hers, breathing heavily against her lips.
"Just breathe, my love. Just breathe. I'm not moving. We have all the time in the world."
He stayed completely still, showing great control, softly speaking sweet words against her skin.
