Z H A O ✹ C H E N ▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄ ❝..God of Gluttony..❞ ┏━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━┓
As the man felt the sinister presence, his eyes opened with the crystal like innocence that has drawn many and was knocked over by what seemed to be a blur. His eyes closed in a jovial manner while he stared at the woman who sat upon him. She recognized her a bit after he her. His mouth let out a small chuckle after she released the name he had. His hands remained by his side while she aimed the arrow. His eyes remaining in the closed since of joy as she chastised him within his head, like old times. His body remained perfectly still as the arrow grazed his cheek lightly. It made a slight incision on his skin and his eyes then opened as she spoke aloud about their child's whereabouts. He knew that it would only be a matter of time.
As she spoke of her return, he quickly grabbed her knees and pulled them to the side before sitting up. He held her in his lap as he looked to her and smiled, opening his eyes slowly and leaning inclose. "I don't feel the welcome. Could you, try a little harder? -Aru."
sʜúғāɴɢ , xᴜᴇ____________________________________________ ╔════════════════════════════════____________________________________________ ❀❀❀❀❀❀❀❀❀❀❀❀❀❀❀xxxxxxxT h e R e d L o t u s [ғᴏᴜʀ]_________________
“Doushite nigeru no, Watashi ga kirai na no...?"__________ "Sonna no kimi janai, Damashita ano hito no sei?”
Shúfāng dropped her bow to the left of both of them as her gaze fixed on him. Gently, she rested her hand on his cheek to cover the tiny cut on his skin. There were a mix of emotion's she was identifying despite the smile forming on her face. " Huānyíng huí jiā! [Welcome home!]" Shúfāng spoke with her usual soft tone as her eyes met Zhao's and fixed on them. Her attention focused on them for a moment as she was lost to the crystal blue depths. For a moment she wondered how long he was going to stay this time. In the end her desire to enjoy every moment cut into her usually refined decision making abilities. Shúfāng could feel her emotions swelling in her chest as she gripped his collar and pulled him towards her just enough to close the distance. Just as the longing became unbearable, Shu's lips met Zhao’s. The warmth of his mouth sent a current running through her body. Shúfāng threw her arms around Zhao's neck as she lost herself in his embrace and soft lips. Just as quickly as it had begun Shúfāng pulled back from this kiss. She was completely ignoring the fact she may have scarred Isuma for life. " Wǒ ài nǐ.[I love you.]"
Z H A O ✹ C H E N ▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄ ❝..God of Gluttony..❞ ┏━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━┓
As he felt her hands against his face he let one of his eyes close and let it soak in who was touching him. It seemed the demonic man was soothed. "Zhè shì hěn hǎo de jiātíng" [It's good to be home] He retorted to her. Though it seemed out of nature, his focus was on the woman at hand as he sat up and leaned forward. Her skin was like smooth cream on his cheek as he closed his other eye while their lips touched. His hands moved from her thighs to her waist whilst the two were locked at the lips and his mouth pressed softly against hers. And as they pulled apart for what seemed a moment he replied, "Ér wǒ duì nǐ" [And I you] It seemed swift as he leaned back into her lips and moved his hands to her shoulderblades, rubbing down them lightly with the new lock.
sʜúғāɴɢ , xᴜᴇ____________________________________________ ╔════════════════════════════════____________________________________________ ❀❀❀❀❀❀❀❀❀❀❀❀❀❀❀xxxxxxxT h e R e d L o t u s [ғᴏᴜʀ]_________________
“Doushite nigeru no, Watashi ga kirai na no...?"__________ "Sonna no kimi janai, Damashita ano hito no sei?”
The sweet kiss the two shared seemed to stir some part of the woman's soul that had fallen asleep so long ago. Her fingers would dance along the side of her neck, just barely touching the skin. A rare side of the woman had come forth, she seemed to be more open, instead of emotionally and mentally locked down. Her fingers would rest gently in their place and move to rest again his chest. "Bùyào mèngxiǎng. [Don't be a dream.]" Her sense had yet to fail her, but as the kiss broke once more, Shu opened her eyes just enough to sneak a peek at Zhao. There was a part of her mind that couldn't believe that eight years had gone by. There was so much that had changed, but in that moment it melted away. His steady heart beat beneath her hand seemed to calm the disbelief in reality she was experiencing. Her velvet lips would gently press against his neck before a playful n** would follow. The gentle teasing trailed down his neck in a series of feather-like kisses stopping just below the first clasp of his shirt. Her index finger that rested so lazily with her right hand on his chest tapped on it slightly. It was a small motion but her gaze fixed on it for a moment before looking into Zhaos for a moment, "Ń, zhè bù huì zuò de yīqiè. [Well this won't do at all.]" Her voice had become softer than a fine silk in that moment as her fingers danced with the first clasp undoing it.
Z H A O ✹ C H E N ▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄ ❝..God of Gluttony..❞ ┏━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━┓
The man could only keep his heart at rest for a mere moment as they drew into the tender kiss and he felt her hand move to his chest. It seemed like she was in a bit of disbelief. It felt like it would be natural. He wasn't there. It was a long time, trying to complete his journey. It must've been hard for her. In his heart, he lorn for this, making the moment ever so savory as he let his mouth open to speak, only to be interrupted by her lips nibbling upon his neck. He seemed paralyzed in the moment of ecstasy. And her lips didn't top until it reached the collar of his Gi. He let out soft sighs of pleasure from the moment before he felt her finger tap on his chest. His eyes traced to from her hand, to her eyes, then to her lips as she uttered to him.Her voice, it wasn't something that he would take for granted again. And as he felt his first button come undone, his left eye closed and he put one of his hands on her shoulder, rubbing down her arm with his index finger, tracing how he remembered her tattooed. "Tā bù huì zuò [It won't do at all] , let's fix that."
☯ Isuma's face legitimately said everything again when the apparent mother/wife approached the scene after the male apologized to Isuma. To keep things simple, the woman jumped the man, the man realized who it was and realized how much in trouble he was in, the woman began to show affection and forgiveness and wished her husband stay around more often, the man and woman then began to shower their public display of affection both verbally and physically, then to make things spin even further, the male actually revealed himself to be Zao Chen himself! He worked to Root back in the day, to think he actually had a daughter who not only was actually good looking but nuts like him! Screw this, before this gets any further disturbing, i'm off. With all that being the only thing to say, Isuma turned and jumped away from the scene leaving both the husband and wife into the making up sessions of their relationship. Seriously, the Zaibatsu could not get any weirder. ☯
