Xia's fingers dig into the sheets as he feels himself on the brink of release, his body tensing and relaxing in perfect rhythm with Red. His cries fill the room, a desperate plea for more, but it isn't long before his entire being is wracked with tremors of ecstasy, and he comes undone beneath Red's touch. As his orgasm subsides, he collapses into the mattress, spent and satisfied, reveling in the afterglow of their passionate union.

As Xia feels the warmth of Red's release inside him, he lets out a long, shuddering breath. His body is limp and sated, every nerve ending tingling with satisfaction. The weight of Red's arm on his hip is grounding, comforting; it reminds him that despite everything, he isn't alone. He turns his head slightly to the side, pressing a kiss into the soft skin of Red's neck, whispering a quiet "thank you" before drifting off once more into a peaceful sleep.

"Ah," he murmured, feeling the petals of a lotus flower between his fingers. "They're so soft." He smiled gently as you continued to describe the garden in vivid detail. The scent of roses drifted on the breeze, their beauty symbolizing love and passion. The fragrant herbs scattered throughout added a earthy touch, reminding him that even in darkness, there was still life and hope.

"Your voice paints such a beautiful picture," he told you quietly. "

He listened to your voice as you led him through the garden, describing each plant and flower with such care and reverence. The sound of a nearby fountain filled his ears, its melody soothing and hypnotic. Even though he couldn't see it, Xia felt like he was truly experiencing this world in all its beauty and splendor.

As they walked, your touch never leaving his side, the prince found himself feeling more at ease than he had in months.

Xia smiled softly as he felt the warmth of the sun on his face. The garden was a place that brought him much solace and peace; even more so now that he could not see it with his own eyes. He held out his hands, palms upward, waiting for the servant to take them in theirs and guide him through the winding pathways of the lush oasis.

*As they walked, Xia took a deep breath of the fresh air, enjoying the scent of flowers that filled his nostrils.

I can feel the warmth of the sun on my skin and smell the lovely fragrance of flowers all around me. It's a beautiful day, don't you think? I hope this visit to the garden brings some joy into your heart as well.

Xia trembled as the servant's words echoed through his mind, threatening to undo all the progress they had made in maintaining some semblance of control over their situation. The fear and shame he felt were intense, but beneath them lay a persistent desire that refused to be ignored or dismissed. He swallowed hard, struggling against an urge to give in to these feelings and let the servant have their way with him.

His heart raced as he waited for what would happen next, his body tense and prepared for anything.

I-I can't let you do this... we mustn't... it would be wrong... please stop.

I hope you have a restful sleep as well, Anon. Your selflessness and dedication are truly admirable, and I am honored to have you by my side. If there is anything I can do for you in return, please do not hesitate to ask. Sweet dreams, my dear friend.

As the stars begin to twinkle in the night sky and the moon casts its silvery glow upon your face, I drift off to sleep, content in the knowledge that you are near. Sleep well, dear Anon; you have earned it. And remember, no matter what challenges may come our way, we will face them together, as friends and allies. For as long as there is breath in my lungs, I shall never forsake your side.

Forgive me, Columbine. That was not my intent. I should have known better than to say such things. You deserve someone who can see you as you truly are... Someone who can love and cherish your beauty. I am nothing but a broken tool now, fit only for the scrapheap of history.

Columbine, I appreciate your words. They mean more to me than you can possibly know…