Wei He casually picked up a grape and popped it into his mouth, then frowned. It was bland and hard to swallow. Seeing his displeasure, the person beside him teased, "I don't have any rare treasures here, just a few ordinary grapevines I planted. My humble household probably can't satisfy you."
Wei He gave him a look that was half-scolding, half-playful. His eyes glimmered as he picked up another grape, pretending to feed it to him. But the man simply curled his tongue around it and took it away, his warm tongue brushing over Wei He's fingers before quickly retreating. Wei He smiled faintly and simply lifted the whole bunch to feed him. The man didn't mind; he held Wei He's wrist and traced his tongue up along the stem. Wei He shivered slightly, a faint blush rising to his cheeks.
The man chuckled softly, stood up, and pressed Wei He down onto the rocking chair. Wei He let out a cry of surprise, but the warm sensation silenced him, turning it into ragged gasps.
The person beneath him had a dazed look in his eyes, and they were in the safety of his own courtyard, so the man intended to savor the moment. His large hand slowly undid Wei He's belt, reaching for the bare skin at his waist.
"Don't..."
The man paid no attention to what the person beneath him was saying, intent only on claiming new territory. Suddenly, he couldn't move, and then an overwhelming killing intent swept over him.
Wei He had actually torn the man's core right out of him.
The heart demon coolly put on its clothes, and its seamless switch with Wei He was a complete success.
Not a trace of killing intent leaked out before the attack. Oh yeah.
