Putting The Wife On Top (слэш)

Something crackles in the air as Luo Binghe comes to him. A bit like warm static, like Shen Qingqiu might get shocked if he reaches out to touch him. The air smells of spices and smoke.
“Shizun, this disciple is hoping you will entertain his silly desires for this upcoming rut,” Luo Binghe says, looking up at him through his lashes.
On anyone else that expression may seem nervous, perhaps a touch coquettish. Even for Shen Qingqiu it’s nearly impossible to discern the truth behind that glance: a ravenous hunger and white-hot desire, the sort of look that spells a very messy and long mating period.