"The grudges of the past life... it's time to settle them, don't you think?"
Pei Jue held her tightly, saying nothing, not needing to say anything, burying his head in the crook of her neck and kissing her feverishly.
Feng Yun chuckled softly, leaning gently against him.
His chest was firm, carrying a reassuring strength.
The exhaustion from the journey seemed to wash away in this moment.
She wrapped her arms around his waist, relaxing entirely, "Don't tease me. I'm feeling a bit drowsy. I've barely slept this whole trip... Let me rest for a bit. Wake me when we reach the camp."
Pei Jue's hand slid across the smooth warmth of her skin, unwilling to stop.
Only when he heard her yawn did he respond softly, adjusting his position to make her more comfortable. Feng Yun nestled her head into the curve of his arm and closed her eyes.
Pei Jue pulled the Wind-Gown over her and held her tight.
The world outside fell silent.
