For a moment, they remained still, their bodies connected, their breaths ragged. Han Xin's hand stroked Xiang Yu's hair, a tender gesture that belied the roughness of their encounter.
"Yu Yu... I love you," Han Xin whispered again, his voice soft but unwavering. "I love you so much."
Xiang Yu smiled a small, satisfied expression that spoke volumes. "I love you too."
Han Xin leaned in, his lips brushing against Xiang Yu's ear. "Let me fuck you again,... I promise I will be quick ."
Xiang Yu smiled seductively and said, "You promise?"
Han Xin kissed his shoulder, trailing up to his neck, his hot breath making Xiang Yu tremble all over. He stared into Xiang Yu's eyes and said, "I promise."
