Ah, excuse me? Yes, you…

I love you.

[She doesn’t hesitate, kissing her husband hard and slipping her tongue into her mouth.

She wants her so much it makes her ache.]

[She gasps a little, for once enjoying the feeling of being pinned.]

My husband. My lovely, handsome husband.

[She hopes the other woman won’t be offended…]

[She doesn’t allow the other woman to go far, still so close that their lips brush as they speak.]

My…husband.

Yours.

[She murmurs, staring at her wife’s lips.]

Won’t you kiss me?

MY WIFE MY WIFE MY WIFE MY WIFE MY WIFE WIFE WIFE WIFE WIFE WFIE WIFIE WIFI EIW EIWIW WEFI

happy tears, her lips curve into a teasing smile.]

Fucking you…

You haven’t. I…

[Her heart is racing so rapidly that she feels lightheaded—but that may be because she’s nodding so hard that her neck hurts.]

Yes! Jiějie, did you ever think for a second that I’d possibly say no? Being your wife…living by your side, loving you…

[Albeit her eyes shimmer with +

Is it a real proposal?

Jiějie…

[She can’t help it; she kisses her hard and embraces her tightly.]

I’m happy to. Jiějie should be spoiled always.

And you’d waste them on me?

[Her face feels hot.]

If only my lifespan wasn’t a blink of an eye compared to a strong cultivator’s…

Jiějie, I’m really innocent. All I did was get you a little present…

[She wants to devour her.]

Tell me more.

Do you think I did?

[Ah, her heart skips a beat.]

What would it be like to be a wife…?

[A dick-measuring contest. Men and their egos.]

You’re a rare gem.

Yes, quite.

[She smiles wanly.]

Yes, that’s too bad.

I work all night, I work all day to pay the bills I have to pay—and still there never seems to be a single penny left for me…

[Clean yourself off, you bourgeois pig.]

“Oh, Gōngzǐ, who would I tell?” She combs his hair with her fingers. “I don’t even know who you are.”

I can think of no better company.

Lay your head right here.

[She pats her ample chest.]

/ i get so shy when i wanna DM someone. especially for the first time. like what if i annoy them. what if they hate when people DM them even though it doesn’t say that in their bio or pinned thread

I’d be happy to listen.

“Extremely,” she agrees, leaning down to nuzzle her thigh. “Please, may I eat? I’m starving…”

It would be my honor.