"We should get dressed..." Lei Xing said, not even making an attempt to move. She was resting on the Emperor's chest with her eyes closed. While the Emperor sat slanted on the throne chair, resting his back on one of the arm pillows put up on the back, with his legs stretched out and Lei Xing sat on his lap with his arms around her, one stroking her hair and the other holding her snugly to him.
Lei Xing was always up for lazing around but they were not in their bed and it felt weird being naked in such a huge and open space. They were in full, elevated view of the doors - if anyone opened them... Lei Xing inwardly sighed, she could not believe they just did that here, wasn't the throne chair supposed to be sacred or something? But then again...it was just a chair - albeit a fancy one, but the Emperor who technically owned it apparently did not care so why should she?
