Haoran pressed his lips hard against Qing'er's, claiming her mouth with a deep, forceful kiss once more.
His tongue pushed past her lips, exploring and dominating every inch while his hands roamed freely over her bare skin as she moaned over the kiss.
After awhile, he broke the kiss, causing her to gasp for hair, but Haoran wasn't done with just that.
He trailed his mouth down her throat, sucking hard enough to make sure it will leave a dark hickey just below her jaw.
Qing'er moaned softly, her arms tightening around his neck as she tilted her head back to give him better access.
Haoran made sure to give her several before he pulled back and grinned, "Make sure to prevent your body from healing all that. I want to see you with my mark."
Qing'er blushed, but she nodded her head, "U-Understood, young master."
