Dusk And Dawn ✔️

Part 4 :- To 'Have' and To 'Hold'

"Promise me. Promise me that you will not hate me." Xian says, holding YiJun's wrist.

YiJun removes his palms from Xian's face. He takes three of his fingers, brings them to his forehead and points them up, "I promise."

Xian smiles and leaves a shaky breath before pulling himself in YiJun's lap.

YiJun is taken aback by Xian's actions, "Xian, what are you doing?" he asks as Xian tilts his head to a side and removes the bandage covering his wound. His hand moves to the nape of YiJun's neck, and he pulls the older boy towards himself, "Jun, what you did at the beach, do it again."

YiJun's heart begins to pound once again, and he casts his eyes to the floor, "Xian, you shouldn't jest like that."

"Jun... " Xian whispers, before leaning in and putting his lips on YiJun's. 

YiJun gasps and pulls away.

Xian's body stiffens, "I knew it." he says before trying to get off of YiJun's lap. 

YiJun recovers quickly and pulls Xian back down, bringing their bodies closer than before, and starts licking and kissing Xian's exposed neck wound.

"Ahhhhh." Xian moans and wraps his arms around YiJun. YiJun stops kissing the younger boy's neck and looks at his face, "Xian, what do you need from me?"

Xian smiles sweetly, "Don't stop. Keep doing what you are doing. It feels nice."

Present 

"I want to be Dawn for a little while longer."

Wangji hugs Shen suddenly, "Uncle, I need to stay here. Something is going on." He let's go of Shen and looks at the open door. He closes it before continuing, "I can't be sure if he is my Xian, but there is definitely something about him. I didn't tell you this earlier, but last night when I saved his life and healed his wound, I didn't use my blood. I licked his wound. I don't know why I did that. And after that, he asked me to close my eyes. It felt like a command. I couldn't refuse, and then he- " Wangji gulps.

"He what, YiJun!?" Shen asks when Wangji doesn't continue.

"He... He kissed me. And I kissed him back. But it was him. He made the first move. I just cooperated... "

"Damn it, YiJun! Did you mark him?"

"NO! " Wangji exclaims, looking completely scandalized. "If anything, I felt like he was marking me! I felt powerless. Powerless to stop him, or myself. Uncle, there is something about him... "

"That's enough, Wangji. I don't think I need to know more." Shen sighs, flabbergasted. 'Four hundred years, and I am still all alone. Why am I being punished like this!'

"I am sorry for making you uncomfortable, Uncle."

"It's fine. What do you need me to do?"

The two men discuss their next move. After this, Shen leaves, and Wangji goes back upstairs. He looks at the time, '10 am. I still have a few hours.' he thinks to himself before removing his clothes and putting them away.

He stands next to the bed and looks at the sleeping boy, before joining him in bed once again.

He knows that he should shift back. He had promised his uncle that he would not use any of his tricks, and YiJun never breaks his promises, but there was just something about this boy... 'Same eyes, same lips, same scent...'

Wangji's body buzzes with want at the proximity. 'I should shift now... I will do it. Any minute now...'

Xian stirs in his sleep and turns, pulling himself almost on top of Wangji.

'Damnit! I am naked for fuck's sake!... He is making it hard for me to shift!', Wangji tries to move Xian away, but as luck would have it, Xian lets out a dissatisfied grunt and pulls him in by the waist and buries his face in the crook of the immortal's neck.

Wangji was already hanging on to his control by a thread. Having Xian's hand on his waist, and his face so close, pushes Wangji off. He wraps his arms around the sleeping boy and turns them; once again, Wangji's lips land on Xian's. 'I will only kiss him... Nothing more' Wangji promises himself.

Xian moans into the kiss and pulls Wangji on top of himself. Wangji starts leaving kisses all over Xian's face and neck. 

 'I need to stop... I need to shift.' Wangji tells himself as he feels himself losing control over his actions and emotions.

Xian's touch drives him mad with lust. He closes his eyes and tries to remember the promise he had made just minutes ago to his uncle, and finally, with a lot of effort, he stops himself, 'How is he still sleeping?' Wangji wonders.

He tries to lift himself off of Xian's body when Xian opens his eyes slowly, and their eyes lock with each other.

Wangji freezes on the spot. 'Damn it!'

Xian smiles sweetly, "Don't stop, keep doing what you are doing... It feels nice."

{Note:- Word count 1401

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