Dinner with the family

Han Xin watched as Xiang Yu walked away, his hand rising instinctively to stop him, only to fall back to his side. He took a deep breath, his eyes closing briefly as he tried to regain control. When he opened his eyes, he glanced down at the bulge in his pants, a clear indication of his arousal. Xiang Yu had ignited a fire within him and fled without taking responsibility.

With a click of his tongue, Han Xin shook his head, a small smile playing on his lips. He picked up the bottle of the chilled sports drink that Xiang Yu had left for him. If this was Xiang Yu's apology then it was a good start. Han Xin twisted the cap open and took a long sip, the cool liquid sliding down his throat, dousing the fire that Xiang Yu had started.