Fangs of Fortune Polycule Chaos
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Turning over, Wen Xiao wound her arms - and a leg, for good measure - around Pei Sijing, buried her face in the crook of her neck. She smelt like sandalwood, and looked familiarly lovely with her hair loose. Her arms, sure as always, settled around Wen Xiao’s waist. She let out a puff of a laugh when Wen Xiao pressed her lips to her throat.
“I didn’t come here just to sleep, Jiejie.” Pei Jiejie’s breath hitched as the words brushed the sensitive skin, at the bend of her neck. “Wake me up properly.”
One hand slipped from around her waist to push the outer layer of her robes aside and undo the ties of her inner robe. Pei Sijing wasted no time– one of her many wonderful and admirable qualities. Wen Xiao hummed as her nimble fingers trailed up and down her side.
“Awake now?” Pei Sijing murmured against her ear.
“Not that easy,” Wen Xiao lied.
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Pei Sijing and Wen Xiao being domestic and having fun together.
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- Part 1 of Fangs of Fortune Polycule Chaos