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Under the starry sky, Siren unknowingly took Gu Yan's hand, their fingers intertwined, and neither of them spoke. They quietly gazed at the masterpiece of nature.
The ebb and flow of the sea wet Gu Yan's toes as he lay in Siren's embrace, peacefully admiring the starry sky until he eventually fell into a deep sleep. In Siren's arms, Gu Yan experienced no nightmares, no unfulfilled desires, only peace and tranquility.
As the sea and sky merged into one, the first rays of sunlight broke over the horizon, shattering this fusion. The stars were replaced by the warm sun, heralding the arrival of a brand new day.
Taking advantage of Gu Yan's deep slumber, Siren carefully carried him back to the villa. He gently wiped away the sand from around Gu Yan's feet with a warm towel. This small act revealed his attentiveness.
Siren gazed at the sleeping Gu Yan, seemingly lost in thought. He focused on those familiar features: the light color of his lips, his high nose bridge, and those tightly shut eyes that would reveal various emotions when opened—anger when pushed too far, confusion upon waking, indulgence in desire, and an unabashed possessiveness when looking at him. Siren cherished all of this deeply.
However, there was always a hint of fear in those eyes. Perhaps it was an unintentional leak of desire or murmurs from dreams.
Siren always remembered the scenes from that dream. If he hadn't awakened Gu Yan, perhaps he would have been willing to remain in that illusory space forever.
Was it because he didn't want to see Siren? Or perhaps his intrusion made it hard for Gu Yan to accept? Yet whether in physical pleasure or emotional acceptance, Gu Yan performed admirably without any barriers—maybe a little shyness, but no strong resistance; he even found joy in it.
Their relationship was not merely physical; Siren was not satisfied with just that. He wanted everything from Gu Yan—body and soul, completely and without reservation. As a sacrifice for himself, Siren could not tolerate any withholding from his offering.
A madness brewed in Siren's eyes but slowly subsided into calmness. The barrier within Gu Yan was melting away, but progress was too slow.
Siren had lost patience; this creature from the deep sea had never practiced restraint. In his world, there was only swift and precise plunder.
He could no longer wait; the urgency of reality compelled him to accelerate progress.
So what exactly was Gu Yan struggling with inside? What prevented him from fully opening his heart and surrendering to this self who had longed for him for ten years?
Siren smiled slightly. More meaningless speculation was not as valuable as genuine exploration. And when it came to reading people's thoughts, Siren excelled.
His soft voice echoed in the bedroom like heavenly music; every note seemed kissed by angels. Each song was a whispered secret with angels who borrowed strength from the divine—a privilege of their blessed kind.
Accompanied by the melodious singing, Gu Yan gradually slipped into a deeper state of sleep.
Siren lay down as well, unhesitatingly wrapping Gu Yan entirely in his arms. He held onto Gu Yan's slender waist and pressed his hand against the back of his head before planting a gentle kiss on his forehead. With this posture, he closed his eyes.
Unconsciously, Gu Yan grasped one of Siren's fingers as if seeking comfort from a familiar object like a child does for security.
Though he was indeed in absolute safety, subconsciously he felt that physical contact with Siren would provide even more reassurance.
Tonight, he would surely have sweet dreams.
Whether it is because of oneself or because of Siren, it is a good dream in every sense.
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