'Oh no, did I say that out loud…' he let out a nervous laugh as he walked forward, taking the offered palm.
He was pulled to sit in between the curve of the animal and his right thigh was pressed against the beautiful man's left thigh. His body moved on its own and leaned against the warm body beside him, like he needed the touch. He relaxed his body.
"Try touching him," The king's baritone voice spoke softly against his ear, "You will feel at ease."
Ying Yue felt those fingers wrap lightly around his hand, before he felt soft fur against his skin. Slowly Wang Li pressed his palm on top of the animal, moving his hand to pat before it was only his hand left on the beast. Running his fingers through the fur, he heard Snow purred and felt the vibration against his hand. He wasn't scared and maybe it was because the Ghost King was there with him, but the animal never did hurt him.
