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“Mmm?” Haoyue hummed, his eyes glancing over to his mentor who seemed to me awe struck by him.

“Lǎoshī?” He squinted, the sun blinding him for a moment. Blinking quickly, revealing a set of orbs in the colors of Viridian that held specs of gold among them. A forest of eyes that drowned you. —

Subtly hiding his profile; a sharp nose, and warmth pale skin that glowed as the sun from frosted windows came through. Lighting him up in an ambiance of ethereal beauty.

His slender hands, adorned in ink and jeweled claws; moving about gracefully, gathering up artwork to put away.

Miss Li only smiled warmly, nodding her head in approval as she watched her student turn back to stack the paintings he had rejected.

She watched as he moved, gracefully and quietly. His knee length hair dyed midnight that was garnished in chunks of lavender; falling, cascading down beautifully.

“If you’re certain, I will support you fully!” The elder spoke once more as she hummed in approval of the paintings she observed in front of her and her student.

“Wen Lăoshī, I’m confident they will make it into the exhibition.” Haoyue hummed, turning around to nod at his mentor confidently.

a dark beauty that could only be his— Artist Haoyue, his works distinguishable and enviable among not only his classmates, but the public eye as well. His following one of very unique people to modern and old.

His paintings were and are ones many wished to have in their homes; on their skin.

She couldn’t help but feel a sense of warmth and motherly pride towards her student who has grown to be such a beauty and skilled painter; a unique one at that too.

The paintings that hung in front of them, bestowed upon them a sense of vulgar but romantic feeling—-

“Haoyue, are you sure? I mean entering your pieces into this companies exhibition? They’re notorious for rejecting paintings like yours…” An elder professor spoke as she stacked her papers and observed the young man who stood in front of her, critiquing his work and finalizing his entries.

Chapter One

“Haoyue” a deep cello voice warned as a pair of hands came to rest on a pair of thighs; sliding up to a sharp and slender waist, gripping it hard.

“Yu-ge” Haoyue whispered against his lips, his tongue flicking out once more, only to be met with another.

- pilot chapter - END

Haoyue responded with a smile, his face inching closer, flicking out his forked tongue.

A wet, forked tongue to slide out teasingly, licking the lips of the man in front of him.

“Are you done?”

“Mmm, finished.”

A hum of response to follow as he looked up; only to see Haoyue smiling gently at him.

An elegant hand reached out, pulling in the tall man. Their foreheads touching as a pair of slender hands came up to comb through a neatly styled bed of hair.