Bruh
(That Phainon trailer gutted me so Chapter 70 is waiting till later and you get this now)
(Only Jing Yuan this time—idk what to even say about this one, just know this is a warning)
(Idk what for but it's a warning )
Jing Yuan had to applaud y/n—her winemaking skills were impressive. Sure, they'd made it together, but Jing Yuan got the feeling that the sheer potency of the stuff was y/n's doing.
He wasn't complaining, though. Especially not with this view first thing at two in the morning.
Jing Yuan was resting on his side, admiring the snoozing y/n beside him with a small smile. He'd been a little confused at first when he found himself in his friend's bed, but he pieced two and two together from their lack of clothing and the marks on y/n's neck that showed just how... uh— well loved she was.
The General traced a finger over the little dark marks on y/n's neck, pausing when she grumbled in her sleep, 'I wonder how many of those I left... maybe she'll let me count?'
She was too cute for him to not to leave a couple of marks on her. He'd always liked how expressive she got when she wasn't trying to act stoic—but, he was beginning to have a bit of a bias towards seeing those expressions while he was between her legs.
'Did I leave marks down there, too?'
Before he could check, y/n rolled over to face him with a little grimace, her neck and chest slightly flushed, "I need to know—how much do you remember?"
"Depends, how much are you willing to listen to me recount?" Jing Yuan purred, leaning in to brush his nose against hers, "If I'm going to tell you everything, it'd make more sense to reenact it."
"You can't be serious." "I'm very serious."
Y/n thought it over, taking a moment to see what she could recall. She could remember everything—same with Jing Yuan, probably—that was for sure.
The problem was...
"Damn you...! How come you get to take charge, huh?" the words came out in a ragged exhale as y/n found herself braving her hands on Jing Yuan's shoulders.
The General held her close, keeping her securely on his lap to avoid having the both of them go toppling off the roof in their slightly inebriated state. Whether he'd heard her complaint or not, he was preoccupied with languidly pressing kisses against her neck and collarbone.
He only glanced up through he lashes when his lips brushed the neckline of her top, "Mind if I move this?"
The h/c haired trailblazer's breath hitched, "Sure, go— damn it, answer the question first—!" she let out a tiny gasp when Jing Yuan took to gently sucking on the spots where he'd left kisses, "...you can move the damn shirt..."
The man let out a soft grunt of satisfaction as he carefully moved aside his companion's shirt to bare more of her skin to his gaze. His eyes landed on a scar—one of many that had yet to be uncovered—and he took to gently kissing over the marred s/c skin.
"If you don't want me to be in charge, I don't mind switching things around," Jing Yuan murmured, not once pulling away from y/n's shoulder, "But it'd be best to get off the roof, first."
Ah, he did have a point...
"Yeah, yeah, fine. My room it is," y/n grumbled as the white haired man pulled back just enough to look her in the eye, "But, uh... there's no need to change things. I don't mind this as it is."
Jing Yuan blinked, taking in his friend's insistence on not making the contact before chuckling softly. He gently tilted her face back to his before bringing her in for a kiss.
It was like a breath of fresh air amidst the heated exchange that was... whatever the hell had just happened. Just enough simplicity and gentleness for y/n to gather herself.
It was barely a second before her grip on his shoulders loosened and she pressed herself closer, eyes fluttering shut as she familiarized herself with the feeling of his lips on hers—his tongue tracing the seam of her lips, into her mouth... damn this man!
Y/n pulled back, "My room! Now!"
Jing Yuan practically beamed, "Yes ma'am."
She remembered their little struggle to get through the window quietly, hitting the floor, sitting around waiting to make sure nobody heard before she was back on him again.
It'd probably been hours, but y/n could still feel the heat of his hands on her body. Her hips, then her waist—he'd kissed her like there was no tomorrow.
He was awfully skilled with his hands—infuriatingly so. His fingers caressing her old scars was stupidly distracting, and the way he licked and sucked spots that y/n hadn't even known were sensitive had elicited some embarrassing noises.
And when he went further down—
Her ears heated up a little as she covered her face.
'It's too embarrassing to think about..!'
Y/n's mind whirled as her traitorous thoughts wandered back to the sensation of his hands gripping her hips. Those spots would bruise later for sure, but that was the least of her concerns at the moment. She couldn't shake the image of him peering up at her with those glimmering golden eyes of his.
They seemed to twinkle with amusement as he took his sweet time with his tongue and fingers. Even with 💩 like this he went at his own agonizing pace. Not that it wasn't good. Good was an understatement.
"Easy now, wouldn't want to make too much noise."
"Please... just shut the 🚚 up..." y/n's muffled voice came from behind her hand as she gave a little frantic squirm with little success in actually moving.
Jing Yuan's rumbling chuckle sent a jolt of an unfamiliar—but not unwelcome—sensation through y/n as he kept a firm hold on her hips, rubbing little circles into her heated skin.
"Don't tell me you're backing out already. If it's too much, I can stop," the General offered, pausing his ministrations to lick his lips, "Just say the word."
Y/n gave him a half hearted glare as he peered back at her from between her thighs, "I'm so gonna get you back for this—"
"No! Don't think about that— anything but that!"
Jing Yuan took in his friend's peculiar reaction, chuckling a little as his hand slid down to cup her bare thigh and rub one of the spots that would definitely end up with marks sooner or later.
"I don't know what you're so embarrassed for. I should be the one throwing a fit after what you did to me." "What? What did I do?!"
The white haired man let out a dramatic sigh, shaking his head, "Ah... it was awful. You manhandled me and pinned me down to get back at me just because I wanted to focus on pleasing you. So cruel of you..."
Y/n's eye twitched as she snatched Jing Yuan by the face, squishing his cheeks until he was making a kissy face and laughing, "You're such a tease!"
"I'm a tease? You're the one who covered my mouth so I could keep quiet while you were—" "Hush, I know so be quiet!"
Even as Jing Yuan laughed at y/n's reaction, he was a little red in the face as he recalled when y/n had kept her promise of getting back at him for his teasing.
The General's breath came in quick, ragged gasps behind the hand clasped over his mouth as he stared down at y/n in shock. His world was all over the place, his body struggling to differentiate pain and pleasure.
Y/n's nails digging into his thigh was caught in between the two sensations while he forced himself to gentle his grip on her hair when the tension in his hand bordered on pain.
But the pressure down below was something else completely. Her hands and mouth were gentle—she was always careful without fail when they kissed and held hands. But the building sensations she was coaxing out of him was... a lot. Too much?
No, never too much. Hell, he'd say it wasn't enough if it didn't feel like he was going to combust. Wait... maybe he was going to combust.
"Ngh... y/n—" he murmured breathily, a soft groan slipping from his lips when y/n hummed in response, "I'm... I think—"
Y/n didn't respond, just gave him a cheeky glance before the fireworks that had been sparking within him finally set off. He gasped, a stream of whimpers and soft protests leaving him as y/n's licks and kisses persisted before she gave him one final parting kiss and sat up to give him that familiar 💩 eating grin.
"That's three points for you and five for me." she hummed, tracing her finger over Jing Yuan's abdomen while he shivered and jolted at her touch, "Shall I make it six?"
"Embarrassment aside, were you... okay with everything?" the white haired man finally inquired, his voice softer than before.
Y/n noted the change in tone, cracking a smile and nuzzling her face into his chest, "Of course, I was more than okay with it."
"Even though you decided to be celibate?"
"This is an exception, I'm going back to it afterwards."
Jing Yuan let out a quiet laugh at his friend's declaration, "Ah, still dedicated to your goal of becoming an unbeatable warrior, eh?"
"Of course, do you realize how many enemies I have yet to encounter?" y/n snickered, "Perhaps, after I take on that one-man army I heard of years ago, I'll bring a permanent end to my celibacy."
A low rumble of amusement left Jing Yuan as he settled himself onto of y/n—a welcome gesture considering she didn't gut punch him. She wrapped her arms around him instead, not-so-discreetly appreciating the firmness of his back as he rested his forehead against hers.
"If you don't mind, could you hold off on returning to it for now? There's one last thing we haven't done," Jing Yuan whispered, his gaze locked with hers, "Only if you want to."
"Only if I get to be on top at least once," she retorted, giggling when Jing Yuan gave her earlobe a playful nip.
"You can be on top as many times as you'd like. In fact, we'll keep going until you're completely satisfied," the man hummed, as his hand rubbed at her thighs, drifting closer and closer to the precipice.
"Careful what promises you make. You might regret that." "Please, I'm sure it won't be that bad. Besides, I'm grateful for whatever you give me. Do your worst."
Y/n didn't let that little challenge go. Not once.
Not as Jing Yuan swallowed her moans, certainly not when she scratched at his back and sobbed into his kisses as he whispered praises against her lips.
She temporarily forgot about it when she was face down on the bed, trying not to be too loud as she took in the sight of his hand clasped over hers. She almost forgave him when he kissed the back of her neck and rubbed her palm with his thumb, but any forgiveness was forgotten when Mimi fell off the nightstand.
Revenge sure was sweet. But that dazed look on his face was even sweeter after y/n gave him a taste of his own medicine. The two were left sprawled under the thin sheets that hadn't gone flying off the bed, y/n happily peppering Jing Yuan's face and neck with kisses as they both caught their breath.
The h/c haired trailblazer sat up, careful not to move around too much as she admired the scratches and bites she'd left on the General's skin, "You alright down there?"
"Oh, great, absolutely great..." Jing Yuan's replied breathlessly, a playful twinkle in his gaze despite his exhaustion, "Was biting my arm really necessary?" he pointed to the faint mark left on the inside of his forearm, "What are you, some sort of beast?"
"I could ask you the same thing, I had no choice. You put it close to my face so I bit it." y/n retorted, "Besides, I think I'm justified considering you were jostling me around so much."
"But you enjoyed it." "I did, but it pissed me off."
Jing Yuan only rolled onto his side with her, bringing her close to his chest, "I don't mind if you leave marks on me, it'll remind me of you while you're off trailblazing."
"Speaking of which..." y/n murmured, "We should discuss this now, I think... with me trailblazing, and this—" damn. She didn't know how to finish the sentence.
The man who had her in his arms seemed to understand perfectly, though, pressing a kiss against her forehead. "We don't have to make a concrete decision yet. I understand that your travels will cause your path to cross with others', and your situation is... unique."
That's one way to put never ending life, but ok.
"But what I said before still stands. I'll wait for you to give me an answer when you're ready. I'll be here when you decide to end or put a pause to your travels with the Express, and I'll accept whatever sort of relationship you decide you want." the General continued, "As long as I get to be by your side, to keep being someone you can trust—I'm content."
Y/n pursed her lips, "Watch what you say, I might pounce on you again." "If you do, try not to shake the bed this time."
The pair gave each other matching glares before breaking into a fit of laughter. When her snickers died down, y/n's expression gentled ever so slightly.
"Thank you, Jing Yuan. For everything."
He nestled his face into the crook of her neck.
"No need to thank me, just... hold me. Please."
'Let me love you for a while longer.'
(This never happened, Jing Yuan was attacked by a cat and y/n happily watched it happen then decided to take a couple bites out of him after)
(May nobody I know ever find ts)
Also—
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What the actual hell is this bro 😭
THE BEAT GOES SO HARD BUT IT HURTSSSS
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