The hearts knows what it wants, its just up to the host to make the first move. Or follow gut pulling instinct.
You hear that Fong Woo? Follow your gut pulling instinct.
"I-i did not catch feelings, she was a k-kind woman t-that t-treated me like I mattered. S-she…treated me….s-showed me l-love.." Feng Gao gasped and then weeze, as he felt the air slowly leave his lungs. 'I need to find away from the crazy fool before he strangles me to death. How is he still so strong after losing the orb?'
Fong Woo snarls, placing his other hand around Gao's neck. Burning the skin with dark energy.
"Ahhh! S-stop.. please." Slipped from Feng Gao's mouth without him even noticing. He internally cringed when he saw Fong Woo smirking at him, and he realised how weak he had sounded.
"You think I am a crazy fool? Let me see how crazy you find me when I strangle you to death!"
"H-how…ngh...akk" Tried to speak out, but couldn't.
"You want to know how I know? Well it seems you weren't doing your homework on the orb. Even though I have parted ways with it, such a shame. It's going to take some time for its effect on me to wear off. But," he started laughing at an inside joke. "Don't take my cullivation abilities likely." He murmured, a dark undertone lacing his voice. And Feng Gao shivered from the feeling he got from it.
'You never had to kill her! And when I catch that little brat and get the aura and orb from him, you are going to be the first one I use it on. You can just think of it as a punishment for ripping out Sue-May's heart!' Gao thought, since he couldn't find the strength to speak. And besides, Fong Woo is already killing him. So what difference it is going to make if he speaks his mind.
Fong Woo yelled in frustration and rage, pulling Feng Gao's purpling face a breath away from his. His knuckles turn white from how hard he grips Gao's neck. "You shouldn't have caught feelings for anyone else but me!" And with those words said, he smashed his lips against Feng Gao's already parted ones. Making the limited air Gao has hitched, and he is still struggling.
Fong Woo bit Feng Gao's bottom lip, tugging it a bit, before letting go with a frustrated moan. His grip around Feng Gao's throat loosen, and he places him gently down on the ground. But quickly grab onto his waist so he doesn't fall.
Feng Gao, still in his state of shock, gasps for the much needed air that enters his lungs. He quickly pulls himself away from Fong Woo's hold, staggering, because he is still weak. His hand immediately went to his neck, which made him wince from the intense pain he felt. Before the same hand travelled to his slightly swollen lips, to which he hissed from the stinging sensation, and he observed his finger, he saw a smudge of blood on it. Wiping at his lip again, he looked up and stared at Fong Woo. Who looked like he wants to murder Feng Gao, but at the sametime, what's to devour him in passion and pleasure.
"You-!" Feng Gao shouted, but couldn't find the correct words to say. He is so angry at Fong Woo, not to mention confused. Why would he (Fong Woo) kiss him like that? He was strangling him, and then it's like Fong Woo's mood shifted and he decided to kiss him. Is this some psychotic rage that Fong Woo has going on?
"Y-you are not supposed to have anyone else but me! I am the one you should love! Me, nobody else!" And just like that, Fong Woo poured all his emotions out. He tugged on his hair, screamed in frustration and tightened his fists until he felt heat underneath his fingers and inside his palms. The plantonic look on Feng Gao's face wasn't doing him any justice, and it made him break the heartless cold interior that he had emotionally built around his heart.
'What was I thinking? What if he rejects me? I have nothing to offer him, I couldn't get the lotus aura and I lost the Dark Moon orb. Now Feng Gao sees me as a failure. And what made matters worse, was that I tried to kill him. But I couldn't help my rage, I couldn't just brush off the fact that someone else got a place in his heart and I didn't. I went with his plan of him marrying the Wang girl, but even though I agreed. I wasn't happy with him belonging to someone else. And now to hear him talk fondly about the girl's mother, made me wish that I could do what I did to her over and over again.' Fong Woo thought, his fingernails now drawing blood. Which drip to the floor, the sound deafening to Fong Woo's ears.
He sank his nails further into his forming wounds, a scream threatening to escape his mouth. When he felt a sudden wind, Feng Gao stood face to face with him. He can see the black and blue bruises, along with burnt marks on Feng Gao's neck. And his heart clenched.
Feng Gao gently holds Fong Woo's hands, one after the other. Unclenching his fists, and kissing his wounds. What surprised Fong Woo was when Feng Gao's tongue emerged from in between his lips and laps at the blood in Fong Woo's palms. Making him shudder in delight and weirdly enough. Pleasure.
Fong Woo's Adam apple bobs, as he swallows harshly. Feng Gao now looked into his eyes, making him nervous. He can feel the warm breath of Feng Gao on his cheeks, which moves to his lips. As Gao's hands strokes his arms sensually, and then his sides. Leaving a trail of tingles behind. Fong Woo could not comprehend what was happening from there, as he was quickly indulged by the wave of pleasure he was receiving, by Feng Gao's teasing tongue. Licking a trail of wetness from his neck up to his jaw, before crashing his lips onto Fong Woo's.
Fong Woo moaned into the kiss, Feng Gao pulling him flush against him in a hot rage of passion. Each of them throwing caution and logic out the window, and just letting the lust consume them.