Eager beaver

Xiang Yu finally let go of Han Xin like they were done talking about this. Han Xin was confused and it showed on his face. "Wait," he stammered, "aren't you going to tell me what to do? What is it that you need me to do?"

Xiang Yu chuckled a low rumble that vibrated in his chest. "Oh, such an eager beaver," he teased, his thumb gently tracing the curve of Han Xin's nose. Han Xin recoiled, startled by the unexpected intimacy. Before he could even question him, Xiang Yu grabbed his arm, a swift, surprising move that sent Han Xin tumbling forward.

He landed against Xiang Yu's chest his face against Xiang Yu's warm skin. Xiang Yu's arms encircled him, a possessive hold that sent a jolt of awareness through Han Xin. He felt the gentle caress of Xiang Yu's fingers through his hair, each touch sending a shiver down his spine.