#jing yuan getting bricked up over domestic bliss>>>>>>>

[lavendermin]

omg writing prompt......... jing yuan + washing his hair.................. if you'd like <3 <3 <3

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jing yuan x reader, gn reader

genre | fluff, suggestive

Nimble hands are gentle as they lather starlight hair. The delicate and gentle scent of lavender and honey wafts through the bathroom with pleasant aroma. Jing Yuan hums in delight as he leans further back against the tub into your touch.

“Can I do nothing to convince you to join me?” Jing Yuan asks as his fingers thrum against the bathtub’s porcelain to the beat of whatever relaxing melody you’ve set up.

“I’m supposed to be pampering you,” you dismiss with a smile he can hear in your voice. “I already showered. Besides, I have to work through your yards of hair for this treatment. It’s easier from here.”

“A pity.”

“You’ll live,” you tease with a snort as you tilt his head back to gently rinse his hair.

You press a kiss to his forehead to appease him before combing your fingers through his hair to apply a leave-in conditioner. It earns a rather deep sigh from him—content but yearning to be skin to skin with you. To be spoiling you instead. You roll your eyes, heart leaping at your stubborn old man of a husband.

You work swiftly and quietly as you drain the water and fill the tub back up for him with a satisfied grin. He looks endearing with his long hair clipped up and out of the way. Like a large, sleepy, pampered house cat.

“Relaxed?”

He hums in response with his eyes closed as he soaks in aromatic, warm water. A content smile curls his lips.

When you move to put away the oils and conditioners he tugs you just enough to throw your balance off into the tub with him with a splash and a yelp. You’re quickly caged up into his arms, your satin robe drenched.

You squirm against him to no avail. “Jing Yuan–”

“Now,” he cuts you off, “I’m relaxed. So kind of you to join me.”

You feel how your attention and kindness has him harder than any lingerie ever would—pressed against your lower back. For now you won’t address his intentions.

With a deep sigh that gives way into a chuckle, you give in and sink back into him. “Clingy one, aren’t you?”

“I’m quite enjoying my marriage to the fullest.”