Drums beat a rapid pulsating rhythm that summoned people to dance in the town's square holding burning torches above their heads. Their masked forms floated in and out of the red firelight like apparitions in the night.
Jeong Jeong raised Piandao's mask high enough to reveal Piandao's lips twisted into a smirk. Piandao was as hot and as hard to control as fire itself and Jeong Jeong was aching for an adventure.
Jeong Jeong caught Piandao's hand in his, pulling him close, drawing him into the crowd of dancers. Something inside Piandao melted when Jeong Jeong rested his hand in the small of Piandao's back. They moved with the crowd like waves in a vast ocean while the beats shook the ground beneath them.
Piandao's body came alive at unexpected moments with a sudden forcefulness: a surprise surge of electric energy when Jeong Jeong traced Piandao's jawline with his fingertips. An indescribable warmth washed over Piandao as Jeong Jeong's thumb brushed his lower lip.
In the heated throws of their dance, Jeong Jeong possessed an insatiable gravity that pulled Piandao in. He pinned his chest against Piandao's, pushing into him, forcing Piandao's back against a nearby wall. Piandao felt a rush like rolling thunder welling up from somewhere in the pit of his stomach, spinning his head and taking his body under as Jeong Jeong's lips grazed against his neck. Jeong Jeong's kisses were like drinking great droughts of tea with spices and honey and Piandao was so thirsty!
Two silhouettes became one as Piandao moved against Jeong Jeong in the flickering torchlight. As evening turned into night, the torches and crowds faded until their was just the two of them breathless, half-naked in an alley, their forms outlined by the warm glow of a nearby street lamp. They felt their last soft kiss expand beyond their bodies, whirling them round, swirling them into the starry sky.