Zhi Xian chuckled lightly, withdrawing all his advances, and gently wiped away the moisture at the corner of Tong Xiaosong’s mouth with his fingers.
Tong Xiaosong felt like he had been steamed, soft and warm. A few strands of his slightly curled hair stuck to his face, making him look beautiful yet fragile.
“Did someone just come in?”
He pursed his rosy lips, his eyes moist and somewhat dazed, looking at Zhi Xian with a helpless and endearing expression.
Zhi Xian squinted his eyes, trying to conceal the overwhelming desire within. His palm caressed the other’s cheek, lifting his chin as if lifting a rosebud, beautiful, charming, and magnificent.
Tong Xiaosong sensed something odd about Zhi Xian, gazing blankly at him emitting an extremely dangerous aura at that moment. Without any desire to escape, he willingly wished to be captured and consumed by the other.
Taking a deep breath, Zhi Xian spoke softly, “Wu Mabo came by just now, saying he suddenly had something to do and wanted to go back.”
Wu Mabo and Wen Dong, who were cooling off in the courtyard, were still unaware that they had been ‘summoned’ for something urgent. They enjoyed the scenery while groaning that lunch might be delayed.
Feeling flustered, Tong Xiaosong, blushing, attempted to speak several times, finally managing to say reluctantly, “He… He didn’t say anything…”
Unable to hold back a laugh, Zhi Xian said, “That must have been my mistake.”
Releasing his hand, he turned with a smile and reopened the pot lid. “You don’t need to help in the kitchen. Go out and play with them. There’s a game room on the first floor. Take them there.”
Tong Xiaosong pursed his lips, replying softly, and walked out, feeling somewhat awkward and unsteady on his feet.
***
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Seeing Tong Xiaosong coming out, Wu Mabo was greatly surprised, “Why are you out? Weren’t you…”
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Wu Mabo wore an indescribable smile, “Ah… Only one dish burned, much better than I imagined.”
Tong Xiaosong:…
Wen Dong couldn’t help but laugh, “Then why did you come out? If you burned the pot, shouldn’t you be helping in the kitchen?”
Ignoring their jokes, Tong Xiaosong patted his cheeks and took a deep breath, “Zhi Xian said there’s a game room on the first floor, he asked me to take you guys to play.”
Wu Mabo became interested, his attention instantly diverted, “There’s a game room on the first floor? Hurry up, take me there to check it out!”
***
As night fell, beneath the covers, Tong Xiaosong found himself pinned down and teased by Zhi Xian.
Tong Xiaosong, soft and yielding under the teasing, could only whimper and squirm, feeling shy and helpless, completely unaware of how to resist, unsure where to place his hands.
Zhi Xian leisurely savored the delicacy beneath him, his fingertips tracing the contours of Tong Xiaosong’s sleepwear, gradually revealing his enticing figure.
Feeling Zhi Xian’s lips lightly pressing against his chest, Tong Xiaosong was swept away by a surge of emotions.
Those lips parted slightly, teasing with the tip of the tongue, before enveloping and teasing once again.
Tong Xiaosong, covering his lips, squirmed restlessly, his eyes watery, already surrendering to the sensations.
Zhi Xian let out a soft laugh as his fingertips hooked onto Tong Xiaosong’s sleep pants, gently sliding them down.
A chill invaded, the fabric brushing against his skin, sending shivers of uncertainty through Tong Xiaosong.
Then, he felt the other’s pants loosen as well, a large, hot object pressing against his vulnerable spot.
Just for a moment, the thing that had already surrendered once again raised its head in high spirits.
Sensitive areas pressed together, sending waves of electricity through his scalp, pleasure and tingling sensations racing down his spine.
Almost instinctively, his hands wrapped around the man’s waist, craving more touch.
Yet Zhi Xian was in no rush to remove clothing, like a patient hunter savoring his prey slowly.
The slow, hot movement of his lower body caused Tong Xiaosong to tremble, his throat emitting a sob-like gasp, his hands clumsily tugging at Zhi Xian’s clothes.
“Don’t rush…” Zhi Xian lifted Tong Xiaosong’s waist, completely removing his sleep pants and casually tossing them under the bed. He bit his own wrist and then extended his hand downward.
Tong Xiaosong felt a cold, moist sensation rubbing against his ass. Zhi Xian’s fingertips, moistened, slipped into the crevice, gently inserting into that unspeakable place…
Zhi Xian took a deep breath, feeling the warmth of the inner walls enclosing his fingers. His calmness shattered in an instant, replaced by a sense of urgency.
Sensing the intrusion of fingers into his lower body, Tong Xiaosong felt flustered. With a quivering voice, he gripped the person’s clothes tightly. “A-Are you sure it’s okay to use that there? H-How did you… know?”
“I have the memories of thirteen students who have seen all kinds of small movies.” Zhi Xian laughed lightly and confidently said: “Let’s do the simplest one for our first time, and when we get familiar with it later, I’ll slowly tell you all the poses in those little movies…”
Another finger intruded into his body once again. Although the movement was not significant, the sensation of something foreign was extremely intense.
Tong Xiaosong couldn’t believe it. “Is this… still the simplest?”
“The simplest is yet to come,” Zhi Xian said, unable to bear it any longer, as he took a breath and leaned down to kiss those moist and soft lips, slightly easing his own unbearable desire.
***
Zhi Xian endured his desire and slowly took care of the person beneath him until the person finally ripened and opened up to him.
He wrapped Tong Xiaosong’s legs around his waist, pressing what had been pushed to its limit against the place that had clenched tightly due to nervousness.
With just a simple touch, he let out a satisfied and prolonged sigh.
Using his hand for support, he pushed forward once, and the tip penetrated, tightly enveloped by the flesh walls.
Pushing inward again, he went in a bit further, the flesh walls wrapping around the invader, trembling with tension.
Tong Xiaosong bit his lip, tightly embracing the hot body on top of him, his eyes wide with anxiety in the darkness. The sensation of pleasure fell like raindrops, and the feeling of being possessed exceeded his limits. Tears uncontrollably streamed down his cheeks.
Because it was too tight, Zhi Xian didn’t dare to be impulsive. He gently moved back and forth, afraid that a strong push might break the person beneath him.
Finally their first night together.. Feels like I’m intruding on them- 😳
Ahem. Gosh…congrats I guess😳❤
Thanks for the chapter!
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