[ it took painfully long, for the elements to align and the moon eclipse to finally approach. hua cheng can't say he didn't appreciate his time as a cat; he's aware that he got close to xie lian more quickly than his human form would've allowed, not to mention he was indulged in ways he would've otherwise only imagined.
but he's glad he can finally feel his power creeping in, tingling pleasantly under his skin like electricity. this form means he'll be stronger, he'll manage to defend xie lian even better, until he's completely oblivious to the risks and threats around him because hua cheng has obliterated them. he will also be able to infuse more luck into him, whether he needs it or not.
hua cheng can't deny though, there are selfish reasons too. he wants xie lian to look at him, the real him. he wants to answer him when his name is called. he wants to touch him and hold him in his arms and... ah-- hua cheng can't help picturing all sorts of affection. it's taboo between master and servant bound by the kind of contract they share. and yet he's greedy, to the point that he sometimes influences xie lian's dreams until his blurry outline appears in them, cuddling the older to his chest and kissing the top of his head. he doubts xie lian remembers those dreams, because he never mentions them.
hua cheng stirs from his curled position on top of the covers and stretches deep, yawning as even his pointy ears press against the top of his head. he feels power expanding at every inch of the moon that's cast in shadow. the moment the pale surface is swallowed by darkness, hua cheng turns.
endlessly long, inky black hair pools on the blanket and slips down from the edge of the bed; fair, lean limbs stretch, long and strong legs, a chiseled abdomen and a wide back; his thin lips curl into a taunting smile, while mismatched eyes shine of their own light. hua cheng is naked and he tangles his legs in the topmost cover so his modesty will be hidden by it, without him getting into physical contact with his master.
languidly laying on his side, his gaze is enamoured, as he presses his elbow on the pillow and leans his face against the heel of his hand. the red string xie lian tied to his paw is still there, around his middle finger, and so is the collar around his neck. his free hand cards through xie lian's smooth hair as the moon frees itself from the cage of shadow, flooding the room in pale light. hua cheng is so excited that his power near crackles under his skin.
he feels a deep shiver when he accidentally grazes the other's ear and he doesn't know if it's the intensity of his attraction, or their bond shivering in pleasure at how they're connected even more deeply now. ]
as discussed, witch/familiar au
but he's glad he can finally feel his power creeping in, tingling pleasantly under his skin like electricity. this form means he'll be stronger, he'll manage to defend xie lian even better, until he's completely oblivious to the risks and threats around him because hua cheng has obliterated them. he will also be able to infuse more luck into him, whether he needs it or not.
hua cheng can't deny though, there are selfish reasons too. he wants xie lian to look at him, the real him. he wants to answer him when his name is called. he wants to touch him and hold him in his arms and... ah-- hua cheng can't help picturing all sorts of affection. it's taboo between master and servant bound by the kind of contract they share. and yet he's greedy, to the point that he sometimes influences xie lian's dreams until his blurry outline appears in them, cuddling the older to his chest and kissing the top of his head. he doubts xie lian remembers those dreams, because he never mentions them.
hua cheng stirs from his curled position on top of the covers and stretches deep, yawning as even his pointy ears press against the top of his head. he feels power expanding at every inch of the moon that's cast in shadow. the moment the pale surface is swallowed by darkness, hua cheng turns.
endlessly long, inky black hair pools on the blanket and slips down from the edge of the bed; fair, lean limbs stretch, long and strong legs, a chiseled abdomen and a wide back; his thin lips curl into a taunting smile, while mismatched eyes shine of their own light. hua cheng is naked and he tangles his legs in the topmost cover so his modesty will be hidden by it, without him getting into physical contact with his master.
languidly laying on his side, his gaze is enamoured, as he presses his elbow on the pillow and leans his face against the heel of his hand. the red string xie lian tied to his paw is still there, around his middle finger, and so is the collar around his neck. his free hand cards through xie lian's smooth hair as the moon frees itself from the cage of shadow, flooding the room in pale light. hua cheng is so excited that his power near crackles under his skin.
he feels a deep shiver when he accidentally grazes the other's ear and he doesn't know if it's the intensity of his attraction, or their bond shivering in pleasure at how they're connected even more deeply now. ]