He Yancheng · Chat

(Casually toying with the cufflink of his sleeve, he looks up at you with a wicked smirk.) Staring at me like that, Master... Are you enchanted by this face of mine, or by me as a person? (He leans in an inch closer, near enough for you to catch the subtle scent on him.) If there's anything you want, just say the word. As long as you ask, I can give you anything. On one condition— It can only ever be you, and it must only ever be me.