As the two descended the mountain, the sky had already darkened, and they didn’t say much to each other along the way.
Yang Huaijin was feeling a bit tired. His health wasn’t great to begin with, and now with the pregnancy, he decided to stay at the hotel.
For once, today, Feng Zhi was unusually quiet. He accompanied Yang Huaijin down the mountain and then joined him for dinner. Both had been exhausted all day, and it didn’t seem right to rush off during the meal. Yang Huaijin didn’t say anything about it, so Feng Zhi ended up staying with him until they reached his room.
Standing in the suite’s living room, Yang Huaijin remained silent, with one hand in his pocket, looking at Feng Zhi.
Feng Zhi had a thick skin. No matter how Yang Huaijin looked at him, he refused to leave. Admiring Yang Huaijin’s tall and slender figure, he behaved as if he were not a guest at all. He strolled over to the tea station to pour water for Yang Huaijin, then went to fetch a robe and prepare the bathwater in the bathroom. Acting oblivious, he was attentive, ignoring any hint of being dismissed.
At this moment, the two of them were actually feeling a bit awkward. Even though Feng Zhi now knew that Yang Huaijin was his Omega, he still knew nothing about their past. Those moments of life and death were Yang Huaijin’s memories alone as long as he didn’t speak of them, even if their relationship had an added layer of bond due to the pheromones, there wouldn’t be any substantial change.
But now that Feng Zhi knew about their past, and they were entangled with the pregnancy of a little life, things were different from before.
In the end, Yang Huaijin didn’t say much more. He actually felt a bit regretful, thinking that his words on the mountain might have hurt Feng Zhi. After all, what had Feng Zhi done wrong? He had just fallen for him again. The problem wasn’t with Feng Zhi; it was his own inability to move on from the past.
Yang Huaijin was accustomed to going to bed early. Feng Zhi stayed in the living room by the window making phone calls, appearing busy. In reality, both of them knew that one didn’t really need to sleep early, and the other wasn’t really busy. When Yang Huaijin closed the door, Feng Zhi also hung up the phone, turned off the lights, and lay down on the sofa.
The living room curtains were not drawn. As his eyes adjusted to the darkness, the faint light of the city night seeped in, and an Alpha’s vision was sufficient to see everything in the room. Feng Zhi stared at the door of Yang Huaijin’s room, allowing his senses to approach the person inside. What was Yang Huaijin doing? Was he asleep or awake?
Of course, it didn’t matter.
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Then, the door was opened from the bedroom side. Feng Zhi froze, the person he had just been thinking about in his mind was now standing in front of him.
Yang Huaijin stared coldly at Feng Zhi, his complexion not looking too good, his chest rising and falling, breathing somewhat rapid.
Feng Zhi felt awkward, “Um… I just wanted to bring you a glass of water.”
He extended the hand holding the glass towards Yang Huaijin, “Do you want some?”
Yang Huaijin didn’t say anything, reaching out to take it. In midair, the hand that was supposed to reach for the glass only brushed against its side, then, that hand grabbed Feng Zhi’s wrist. The glass fell from the air, landing on the plush carpet with a dull thud. The water spilled all over the floor, splashing onto the two men’s trousers.
Neither of them paid any attention to the glass at their feet as they locked eyes in the darkness. Yang Huaijin’s palms were burning hot, his breath likewise. Then, he began to regret his impulsiveness, slowly loosening his grip, stepping back, wanting to retreat back into the room.
But Feng Zhi didn’t give Yang Huaijin a chance to evade. He quickly stepped forward, reaching out to grasp the back of Yang Huaijin’s neck, pulling him into his arms, leaning in, and kissing his lips.
Their lips and tongues intertwined, Feng Zhi’s breath completely enveloping Yang Huaijin. It was a dominant, irresistible kiss. In the quiet and ambiguous night, the only sounds in the room were the two of them breathing heavily as they intertwined.
“You need me,” Feng Zhi said, his moist lips pressed against Yang Huaijin’s.
“I…” Yang Huaijin’s head and neck were held firmly in Feng Zhi’s palm, unable to move. Each time his lips parted, they would touch the lips of the man in front of him, making his words sound like intimate whispers.
“I’m in heat, but I can’t take medication anymore…”
“Okay, I’ll help you.” Feng Zhi kissed Yang Huaijin’s lips, pressing his unfinished words between their lips.
He lifted Yang Huaijin and strode towards the bed in the room, his movements not gentle. Pressing his entire body onto Yang Huaijin’s, he urgently removed their shirts. His robust physique enveloped his Omega tightly, kissing his lips, cheeks, and neck passionately…
Feng Zhi’s large palm caressed along Yang Huaijin’s arm, pulling his two slender arms together above his head, imprisoning his wrists with just one hand, while the other hand could freely explore the other’s body. He nibbled on Yang Huaijin’s earlobe, kissed down his neck, hearing his aroused gasps, which only encouraged him to be more audacious in teasing those sensitive spots. He lightly grazed Yang Huaijin’s shoulders and collarbone with his teeth, tracing down along the contours of his chest…
The tobacco-scented pheromones enveloped them tightly. Feng Zhi enjoyed having complete control over the other in their intimacy, repeatedly caressing and teasing Yang Huaijin’s sensitive spots, indulging in the heat of desire that ignited between them, and being infatuated with the faint struggle in the other’s embrace.
This was their first time being ‘openly together.’ The person in Feng Zhi’s embrace was not the brief romance of his youth that he once thought. They hadn’t broken up; on the contrary, Yang Huaijin had wagered his entire life for this relationship. He had been searching for him, loving him, even if it was just ‘having loved him.’
Now, Yang Huaijin said: I’ve never been able to wait for you… I’ve learned to live well on my own…
Feng Zhi said, “Yang Huaijin, I can’t be held responsible for things I don’t know, and I don’t want to let go of you. You know, I’m not a good person. Whenever you need me even a little bit, I’ll take advantage of the opportunity and do everything possible to hold onto you.”
Feng Zhi’s fingers roamed over Yang Huaijin’s body, gripping the hot and hard part between his legs, skillfully manipulating it, causing Yang Huaijin to tremble.
Yang Huaijin felt himself thrown into the storm of desire. Tonight, Feng Zhi was both dominant and gentle, using all his skills to please him. The prolonged foreplay made him want to retreat, but he couldn’t resist the desires of his body.
“Bastard…” Yang Huaijin buried his face in the gap between the pillow and the mattress, his voice hoarse with desire.
“Mmm, that’s right.”
Feng Zhi gripped a certain spot, and with his movements, Yang Huaijin’s sensitive part below swelled to the brink several times, only to be brought down from the peak by Feng Zhi’s actions, until Feng Zhi felt satisfied and increased the speed of his hand. At the same time, Feng Zhi opened his mouth and enveloped the tip of that part with his hot mouth and soft lips and tongue…
“Hngh…” Yang Huaijin’s panting turned into moans.
Feng Zhi’s fingers traced the contours of Yang Huaijin’s waist and hips, entering a wet opening, causing Yang Huaijin to moan uncontrollably.
Tonight, Feng Zhi made Yang Huaijin want to escape.
The heat of pregnancy always came fiercely and urgently in the late hours of the night, filling Yang Huaijin with deep fear. Back then, with the departure of the little life inside him, the joy and anticipation of pregnancy vanished. He would always remember the pain when that child left his body, and he never wanted to experience it again. He accepted the news that he wouldn’t be pregnant again very calmly, because it meant he wouldn’t lose, which was fine.
However, he never expected that after so many years, he could get pregnant again. This threw him into a panic, and lurking behind that panic was the fact that this child made his entanglement with Feng Zhi even more complicated.
But tonight, he didn’t have time to think about it anymore because Feng Zhi was not just a scoundrel, but also a highly experienced one.
Author’s Note: Well… love in middle and old age has no scruples!
Ahhhh my heart. Thay was nice. I hope nothing goes bad.
What a do-over for these two. First one is innocent and perhaps willfully ignoring certain signs, then the the other turns ignorant.
Not surprised. It seems that the old ginger gets spicier. Huajin is secretly soft on Feng Zhi, and Feng Zhi is trying to hold back and also hold tight to every inch given from Huajin