Han Xin, his heart pounding in his chest, bit his lower lip, a mixture of pleasure and desire coursing through him. "I love you, Yu Yu," he murmured, his voice filled with adoration. "I love you so much."
Xiang Yu replied, "I... I love you too," his voice breathy and seductive.
Han Xin's eyes glistening with emotion he pulled out slowly, his cum dripping from Xiang Yu's blossoming chrysanthemum. Xiang Yu turned in his arms, their lips meeting in a tender kiss, their tongues entwining in a dance of love. Xiang Yu's fingers ran through Han Xin's hair, pulling him closer, as if afraid to let go.
Han Xin wrapped his strong arms around Xiang Yu's waist, holding him tightly, their bodies pressed together, skin on skin. When they finally parted, their foreheads touched, their eyes locked in an intense gaze.
