Be Gentle, Immortal Master

Chapter 200 - All I Want Is You

Chapter 200 – All I Want Is You

"Bai Ye!" I protested, finding this scene somewhat familiar. "You didn't ask for my permission!"

"And I'm asking for it now," he said as he lowered me into the bed. "You aren't turning away your husband on the very first night, are you?"

"It's nowhere near night!" I glared at him in the broad daylight. Someone's skin had grown too thick during his recovery. "And it's still a week till the end of the— um …"

My words turned into a soft moan when he brushed his lips against my earlobe. "You didn't seem terribly concerned for my well-being when you buried me in that pile of snow," he whispered in a low chuckle. "Besides, our clothes are all soaked. We'll catch a cold if we don't take them off immediately."

While I hesitated, his hand had already slid over my collar, tugging slightly on the sodden fabric. "Qing-er … " he breathed as his fingertip grazed over my neck, spreading a tiny pulse of tingles over my skin. "Wife … I've been obeying all your commands for the past weeks … Have I not earned a little leniency from you? I've missed you …"

The hot air whistling into my ear elicited another sigh from me. As strange as "I've missed you" sounded after the whole month we had spent together, barely separated for a mere moment, I knew precisely what he meant. Every night when I lay next to him in the darkness, drifting to sleep while surrounded by his scent, his warmth, and the familiar rhythm of his breathing, it would be a lie to say that I never wished for something more. It was difficult, and I had to remind myself over and over that there was a reason why we had to wait.

But now that weeks had passed since the bath … Maybe it would be alright to slowly let things return to normal?

My mind was still hesitating and debating with itself, whereas my body had already made its choice. Sliding my fingers through his hair, I turned him towards me, pressing my lips onto his.

A sigh escaped him. My wordless answer was all the enticement he needed, and the next moment, his tongue was in my mouth, savoring every corner of its depth. Utterly unlike the coldness from earlier, the heat of him burned me, and he consumed me with his scent, his taste. His hand was quick to work the ties of my robe, as if that was something he was still used to doing every day. With just a few efficient tugs and pulls, the wet layers slid off of me.

The room wasn't too warm, as we hadn't yet restarted the fire after we woke up, but I felt my skin burn with every kiss that landed on me. His lips grazed down my neck, over my shoulder, along my collarbone, leaving a trail of sizzling little flames in their wake, and I let out a gasp at the back of my throat, thrilled at the familiar sensation. How long had it been? How long had I been secretly waiting for this moment to return … for this chance to lose myself again in his blissful caress?

My fingers dug deeper into his hair, gently massaging his scalp. Seeing the encouragement, he trailed his kisses further down, closing his mouth over my nipple.

A moan shivered out of me. It must have been too long, and I had almost forgotten how sharp the tingles that shot through my body felt. His tongue swirled nimbly over my sensitive tip while his lips suckled, and the pad of his thumb rubbed my other side, flicking with the same rhythm. I tilted my head back, letting out more whimpers as every motion of him sent heat spiraling through me, coursing from my breasts to my lower abdomen.

I missed him … and I missed this. More than I realized I did. This sensation was too strong after all the wait, all the longings that had built up over the past months. It set me aflame from inside out, and I heard my moans growing louder and louder. He had barely done anything, yet I was already starting to feel the tremors …

Then he pulled away. "Qing-er," his lips curled into a sly smile. "Next time when I fall sick and need to warm up … Maybe you should remember that your moans burn me much faster than a roaring fire in the room."

"B-Bai Ye!" I gasped, catching my breath with a frown. "You aren't going to get yourself sick like that again! You aren't going to— Ah!"

He didn't give me a chance to finish disapproving of his inauspicious thoughts. Burying his head into me again, he plied that devilish tongue between my legs.

I trembled at the very first swipe of that warm softness. So gentle and tender … yet so wild and maddening at the same time. It was the perfect touch that he knew would shatter me. One that only he could give me. The euphoric sensation almost sent me into a trance, and I clutched him tighter, digging aimlessly with my weak fingers. A second lick, and I trembled again at the gush of heat surging so high in me that I thought I would burn away. "Bai Ye …" I moaned. This shouldn't be happening, but I knew I was already on the edge. "Bai Ye … I …"

A third, barely a touch, and I cried as the shudders overcame me.

He raised his head. "Qing-er?" A hint of surprise flashed across his face as he licked his lips. "I see I was not the only one that didn't enjoy our deal."

Laughing breathlessly, I pulled him up towards me and kissed him. "I've missed you too …" I admitted. "I want you, Bai Ye … There is no more deal today, and all I want is you."

He laughed as well.. Straightening himself, he shed his own clothes, and with a hard thrust, he gave me what I asked for.