Seeing Ryann’s big reaction, Jiang Jianming couldn’t help but laugh. “Actually, it’s almost the same. If you want, I can try to cooperate, it should be possible.”
It was then that he noticed the small thing stuck in his knee pit. He bent his knee and reached out, picking off the eye-catching rose petal.
…In the dim yellow soft light, his slender fingers circled around his tense leg, his waist was vaguely visible under the bath towel.
This non crystal human’s skin was too pale, the faint thin bones buried in such a thin layer of flesh seemed like they could be broken with a strong knead.
Staring for a long time, it was easy to make people’s heads hot and blood vessels bulge. For things that were both fragile and tough, some people would have a desire to protect them, while others would have a desire to torment them.
Ryann only felt a heat at the bottom of his eyes, his heart was beating chaotically, he dared not distinguish what kind of heat was surging all over his body at this moment, and he dared not look closely.
“You…cough,” he said in a restrained manner, his voice was hoarse and frightening, he gestured awkwardly, “Put on your clothes.”
Jiang Jianming suddenly tilted his head, his eyes lightly picked up, very charming in this ambiguous atmosphere.
“Are you sure you don’t want it, Your Highness? If you drag it on for too long, get busy with affairs, and my illness gets worse in a year and a half, then it’ll really be impossible.”
The warm yellow tone of the bedside lamp intensified the invisible ambiguity, a very light golden rose fragrance spread in this small space, the source naturally was the person who had just bathed.
Ryann’s face looked even worse.
He stood there, at the edge of the light that was barely covered by the lamp below, feeling like he was standing on the edge of a cliff, one wrong step and he would fall.
The current Jiang Jianming was like a snowball that would disperse at a touch, glass was not as fragile as this person, he couldn’t ask for it at this time…he shouldn’t.
Jiang Jianming leaned on the edge of the bed with a smile, casually fiddled with his wet black hair, and said slowly. “Don’t feel pressured, it’s the first time for both of us, even if you’re really bad at it, I won’t mind.”
The Crown Prince’s gaze suddenly darkened, he bit his back teeth slightly, closed his eyes and opened them again, not knowing how much willpower it took to squeeze out a sentence. “It’s not a matter of pressure.”
Jiang Jianming: “…”
Are you focusing on something too off-topic??
Ryann grabbed the quilt and threw it haphazardly onto Jiang Jianming, hastily covering the enchanting scenery.
The latter slightly raised his face, looking at the Crown Prince with an indescribable complex gaze…pondering what kind of person would first refute “it’s not a matter of pressure” when being questioned about being “bad in bed”.
Hmm, he even didn’t deny that he was under pressure.
Ryann held him back on his lap, sternly blowing his hair, saying, “…Besides, the wedding hasn’t been held yet, it’s not allowed.”
Jiang Jianming: “?”
Ryann: “I also haven’t…haven’t…”
At this moment, His Highness suddenly realized that he had never formally given Jiang Jianming any gifts as a suitor. There were no romantic dates, let alone holiday bouquets and heartfelt love letters.
He just rashly pulled him up to the ceremony, stamping the seal of ownership in front of the citizens.
His Highness the Crown Prince was immediately regretful. “Right, there’s no ring yet.”
He was very slow in this regard, and Jiang Jianming never asked for anything.
Before Jiang Jianming had time to be puzzled by His Highness’s words again, he suddenly became alert when he heard them. He was terrified that this person might want to tear apart a crystal bone. “Your Highness, please don’t have any inappropriate ideas.”
Ryann stared at him as if he had caught a handle. “Look, you’re still using honorifics.”
Jiang Jianming shut up.
Ryann had a superior look of educating him, insisting coldly, “You don’t cherish yourself enough, I have to treat you better…only then can we do such things.”
Just when he heard this sentence, Jiang Jianming was deflated.
Forget it, he thought.
“Alright, alright, you’re right…” Jiang Jianming half helpless and half amused, put on his pajamas. Actually, it wasn’t that he suddenly desired so much, it’s just…
Just like what he had just said to Ryann, he was afraid that if he dragged it on for too long, his condition would get worse.
In the past, his mentality was that since he was a person who wouldn’t live long, he shouldn’t drag His Highness too deep into it; but Ryann insisted on pulling him down together, so he simply let go, this time he wanted to give His Highness more while he hadn’t completely exhausted himself.
But Ryann treated him so preciously.
So…forget it.
Jiang Jianming rolled into the quilt, was comfortably hugged into the arms of the Crown Prince, and closed his eyes to sleep.
…….
As time passed, the clouds moved above the night sky of the White Jade Palace, the moon showed its face and was hidden again.
An hour passed, the breathing in the bedroom was shallow.
Jiang Jianming had fallen asleep early, unconsciously sticking to the chest of the Crown Prince, his eyelashes quietly casting tiny shadows.
But Ryann was still awake, he lay on the dimly lit side, his face…was unpredictable.
The temperature of the body in his arms was slightly cool, rising and falling regularly with every breath, the scent of roses lingering.
It wasn’t the first time he had smelled this scent, these days Jiang Jianming was soaked in a rose pool by him every night, the fragrance almost permeated into his skin, he didn’t even look like a military officer.
This feeling of pampering a disabled human to the point of being delicate and precious once fascinated His Highness the Crown Prince, but…but now…
“……”
Ryann irritably rubbed his curly hair on the pillow until it was messy, he reached out wanting to touch Jiang Jianming’s face, but his hand stiffened in the air for a while before he pulled it back.
In the end, he bit down on the agitated crystal bone in his wrist with great difficulty.
Flashes of the chest dripping with water droplets in the bathroom, the knee pit under the light sticking with rose petals, the vague waistline, and…
Those deep eyes, the half-smiling corners of the eyes, the pursed lips, the throat that moved lightly with the lazy speech, and further down was the collarbone.
His Highness the Crown Prince inhaled silently with his eyes closed.
He regretted it.
A moment’s difference made him give up the opportunity to bully this disabled human in a justified manner.
Alright, now he couldn’t sleep.
This person…was this person deliberately bewitching him?!
The bedside lamp was always on, this was to take care of the patient who had a stress response to darkness.
Ryann, borrowing that bit of gloss, counted Jiang Jianming’s eyelashes in agony. After a while, he still stretched out his arm and pressed the person into his arms.
How much longer could it last?
Even if it was just the time to hold him like this.
He wanted to give Jiang Jianming a better, happier, and sweeter time.
Gifts, dates, bouquets, love letters…
Hold a wedding, present a diamond ring.
It must be a dawn of an empire without war, the bells ringing leisurely, waking up those rugged years, and the doves will fly to the vast blue sky.
He would hold Jiang Jianming’s arm, in some grand and bright place, exchange vows and true feelings in front of all the people.
Then on the wedding night, ask for his lover’s body.
Cherishingly kiss those old scars, touch every inch of skin on his lover, and finally in the blessing of the night and the moon, entangle, indulge, and go wild.
He wanted to possess him fiercely, wanted to make him dirty and messy, wanted to see him blushing and confused at the corners of his eyes, saying things he would never say on a normal day, even wanted to see him unable to bear it and tremble with a cry, at some moment choking and screaming out, and finally fainting in his arms due to exhaustion.
But by the next morning, when the white light and the breeze were teasing the curtains, deep in the bed canopy, he would wake up in his arms again.
Ryann couldn’t help but fantasize about what Jiang Jianming would look like after the war was over.
The disabled human was still so handsome and pleasing to the eye, his black hair messily sticking to the corners of his eyes and face, but his face was no longer sickly pale, but with a nourished rosy glow, he was healthy now.
He would wake up softly, lazily smile and rub against him, scold him for being too harsh last night, complain that all his bones were sore now.
But it’s okay, it’s a peaceful and prosperous age, not much urgent business. The hardworking Crown Princess could take a day off, and could lie down all day.
When he thought of this, the fantasy shattered, a heart-wrenching pain surged up his chest.
Ryann suddenly propped up his body in the dark, as if watching the sand disappearing between his fingers, he stared at Jiang Jianming’s face in a helpless and obsessive way–
Would all this be in time?
Could they still reach such a day?
Looking at the big picture, the racial war with the crystal particles was imminent; looking at the small picture, it was chronic crystal disorder, and the constantly accumulating injuries and illnesses.
Just like Lin Ge’s lament that day, “—-This person, it seems like he was destined to suffer when he was born.”
Ryann’s emotions swirled intensely in his eyes.
Gifts, dates, bouquets, love letters…
A wedding at dawn, a life together in peace.
Why did it all feel so distant?
The Crown Prince’s eyes reddened suddenly, he reached out and grabbed Jiang Jianming’s shoulder, almost brusquely saying, “Get up.”
Jiang Jianming furrowed his brow and stirred under the covers, letting out a soft “Mm” from his throat. Before he could fully wake up, Ryann had already leaned in close.
“Get up!”
“Mm… Your Highness? What…?”
Jiang Jianming only just opened his eyes, and in the dim light, someone was leaning over him, fiercely capturing his lips, “Mm… Mm…!?”
Caught off guard, his surprised words were muffled between their lips, swallowed up, leaving only a faint and thought-provoking groan.
In his dazed state, Jiang Jianming was kissed thoroughly, waking up in a daze, his eyes wide with shock—
Before going to bed, he asked him if he wanted to do it, but he said no, yet here in the dead of night, become invigorated, and pulled himself up to seek a kiss. What kind of impulse was this?
Capable of doing such actions, is it really a human!?
What puzzled him even more was that he had only just dozed off for a short while, yet the composed heir apparent who had been sitting calmly was now acting like a madman. Jiang Jianming almost couldn’t catch his breath from the intensity of the kiss, hearing Ryann’s voice dark and low by his ear.
“Listen, listen carefully. If you die, I will never allow you to be a dead man… Don’t even think about it. And don’t you dare think about what happens after death. You have to stay here with me.”
“Are you awake now? Sit properly if you are…No, we won’t do those things, but I haven’t properly kissed you yet.”
Kiss.
Ryann’s lips hesitated for a moment, recalling what happened on the starship. He gently kissed Jiang Jianming’s forehead, then trailed down the bridge of his nose, kissing him softly.
The person being kissed smiled bitterly and cursed, “You’re sick,” but didn’t resist.
Under the entwined night and lamp light, they seemed to be experiencing their first truly passionate kiss.
Previous kisses had been more like mutual comfort and expressions of love, sometimes a way to release emotions under external pressure. It was as if they were using this love to resist something much larger.
Instead of seeking happiness.
Like ordinary couples, simply seeking happiness.
Ryann lifted Jiang Jianming’s chin with his fingers, the pressure gentle yet unyielding. The kiss lingered on their lips.
Tonight was deeper than before, starting with a light tongue play on the lips, occasionally using the tip of the teeth to grind, and finally entering the natural place.
Ryann pressed Jiang Jianming’s eye corner with his thumb, forcing him to gasp for breath and open his mouth, and the feeling of conquest and control reached its peak. The Crown Prince felt like a wild beast roaming his territory.
Who was the hunter tonight, and who was the willing prey? This no longer mattered.
The low panting sounds intertwined in the night, both of their breaths chaotic.
As if trying to grasp a point of focus, Jiang Jianming felt for Ryann’s hand, grasping it in the dim light where their fingers intertwined.
“Your Highness…..”
During the interval between breathing, Jiang Jianming said, “…..Ryann.”
It was just a kiss, but both of them felt the air growing hot and dry. The clothes were disheveled, and their youthful bodies entwined, experiencing something they had never had before.
When Jiang Jianming was pushed onto the bed, he suddenly gasped weakly twice. His physical strength was weak, his waist already softened under the intense deep kisses, with a buzzing sound in his ears.
The lack of oxygen only intensified the feeling of being lost in passion, but instinctively, he made a weak pushing motion.
That was not a call to stop. It was just a hint…slow down, be gentle, let me catch my breath, I’m a bit overwhelmed.
But Ryann suddenly reacted.
He seemed to have sobered up, his movements abruptly stopped.
He realized he couldn’t continue, if he went on, he would really lose control, in such a state, Jiang Jianming wouldn’t be able to bear it.
And…they had agreed not to do it.
They had to wait until everything got better.
On the wide bed, Jiang Jianming’s breathing gradually calmed down, he lay back in the quilt, casting an inquiring look at Ryann who had suddenly stopped.
Ryann stiffly reached out, carefully tucking the soft Crown Princess into the quilt.
“…That’s enough, I’m satisfied.”
Ryann said hoarsely, “You can sleep now.”
Jiang Jianming: “…”
He slowly reached out, touching his own lips, silent for a long time.
Then he looked up, casting a “You must be really sick” look at Ryann.
“Go to sleep,” the Crown Prince paused, turned and walked towards the bathroom, trying to cover his discomfort with a cold commanding tone, “When I come out, I want to see you already asleep….and by the way, don’t turn off the light.”
“…..”
On the bed, Jiang Jianming showed a look of vicissitudes, rolled half a circle hugging the quilt, and finally chuckled silently.
Because he soon heard the sound of water in the bathroom, and the faint, low and restrained panting.
…As for why.
His little Highness, is also quite silly.
TN: Another one.
Glorious Autonomous Region=Glorious Dominion
