Xiang Yu's hands were everywhere, his touch both urgent and reverent. He pulled Han Xin's shirt from his pants, his fingers tracing the contours of his waist and his hips.
Han Xin shivered at the contact, his body responding to Xiang Yu's touch with a hunger he had never acknowledged before. The cave seemed to shrink around them, the world narrowing to the two of them and the relentless rush of the waterfall.
But just as the kiss deepened, a voice cut through the air, shattering the intimacy of the moment. "Is he here?" Han Zhan's voice echoed off the cave walls, his footsteps approaching with purpose. Han Xin's eyes flew open in shock, his heart pounding in his chest as he realized they were no longer alone.
Xiang Yu's lips broke away from Han Xin's, a smug smile playing on his lips as he turned slightly, his arm still wrapped around Han Xin's waist. Han Zhan's eyes widened as he took in the scene, and his expression shook.
