The Assassin's Enemy Lover

One was lying flat on his back with a complicated look in his eyes and the other was biting his lower lip while pressing down the other.

Yi Chen being the one pressed down on the bed didn’t know what Zi Han was playing at. He could only look at him with his luscious gaze shifting from Zi Han’s elongated neck and the place where their bodies were plastered together.

Yi Chen had long gotten hard. His comrade down south was already standing up stiffly like a flag pole requesting special service.

Unable to bear it Yi Chen asked, “What do you want to do?”

Zi Han chuckled before his hands reached over for the hem of his t-shirt and said, “I feel hot,” before pulling up his t-shirt revealing the smooth ridges on his abdomen that seemed more prominent than before.

Yi Chen’s muscles tensed as he followed with his eyes the hem of that t-shirt ride up Zi Han’s body revealing a defined waist and appealing pectoral muscles that made him want to touch without permission.

He had seen it countless times before but he still couldn’t contain himself when he saw Zi Han like this. The pendants fell back down after the t-shirt was tossed to the side. Zi Han’s hair was slightly messy but it only made him even more enticing.

Yi Chen bit his lower lip as he sat up while staring straight into Zi Han’s eyes.

.....

Zi Han felt a sense of relief wash over him once that t-shirt was off. He reached over and ran his fingers through Yi Chen’s hair and drew him closer.

His entire body felt prickly and numb but it wasn’t a bad feeling. With his head lowered he whispered, “I am going to kiss you again,” before lightly biting his lower lip with a slight tilt of his head.

Yi Chen swallowed his saliva his adam’s apple bobbing up and down and his expression lustful. When he opened his eyes he looked right into Zi Han’s bewitching hazel eyes but he found that Zi Han was looking at his lips.

It was at this moment his reason snapped and as though possessed by ghosts and demons he leaned forward and pecked Zi Han’s lips.

Just like the first time he felt an explosive force in his heart like something special was bursting forth breaking out of his chest. His hands that didn’t know where to touch earlier slowly moved towards Zi Han’s waist. Once he touched him Yi Chen’s fingers curled grasping Zi Han’s skin that was hot to the touch.

Zi Han let out a muffled groan as he deepened the kiss with his body writhing on top of Yi Chen. He traced the tip of his tongue on Yi Chen’s lips as though tasting something. The taste of Yi Chen’s lips ignited an unexpected urge within him.

The man’s lips tasted sweet with hints of apricot and grapefruit possibly from the white wine they had been drinking earlier.

Zi Han wanted a little more thus he pried Yi Chen’s lips open with his tongue and invaded that sacred place with intense passion. He simply refused to break their interlocked lips apart even if it was to catch his breath.

Breathless and muddled Zi Han slightly let go but in turn, he sucked Yi Chen’s lower lip as though eating something delicious. Consumed by the burning flames of fiery passion Zi Han bit Yi Chen’s lower lip leaving behind an obvious imprint. Maybe it was due to inexperience or purposeful, but the truth would never be known.

Yi Chen’s hands caressed Zi Han’s back as the two stared into each other’s eyes with their foreheads pressed together. Their rapidly heaving chests pressed against each other as they panted trying to catch their breaths.

In between breaths, Yi Chen whispered, “I like you.” He wasn’t expecting any response. He just wanted to tell him. He just wanted his special person to know that he likes him very much. The floor to ceiling windows turned black blocking the two figures that fell on the bed marking an end to an eventful night.

***

The beautiful sun had already risen above the horizon but the room was still so dark. That’s because the windows were set on night mode blocking the sun from waking the person lying on the bed.

His light brain that was set on silent mode kept flashing at intervals but the person didn’t wake up. Coupled with the soothing sound of water running in the shower it provided the perfect conditions for one to oversleep.

It was only after the bathroom door opened did the curled-up ball under the quilt finally move. Yi Chen who didn’t want to disturb Zi Han walked over to the walk in closet in light cautious footsteps but he suddenly heard a groggy voice speaking behind him.

“Mm.... what time is it?” asked Zi Han as he struggled to open one eye.

Yi Chen’s steps paused as he spun around to look at him. He bit his lower lip suppressing the excitable smile on his face. He walked over in brisk steps before kneeling beside the bed.

He wordlessly stared at Zi Han but unlike yesterday this Zi Han was sober. He rubbed his face on the pillow while asking, “What are you staring at me for?.... Last night I got so fuckin wasted,” in a muffled voice due to the pillow.

Yi Chen’s heart sank hearing this. He suddenly had a bad premonition but he didn’t dare ask.

Zi Han looked at him through the corner of his eye and was about to ask for something to relieve the awful hangover he was having when he saw that Yi Chen’s bottom lip was cut with a slight redness to it.

With his brows creased he raised his head and asked, “What happened?” while his thumb touched the bruise.

Yi Chen really didn’t know how to respond to that question. He held Zi Han’s hand and asked, “Don’t you remember what happened last night?”

Zi Han’s eyes widened as he asked, “I did that? Why would I punch you in the face? Shit!....,” before lying back and rubbing his temples trying to recall what happened last night.

After seriously thinking it through he exhaled deeply before saying, “Anything after we left the hovercar is a blur... Did we make ramen last night?”

Hearing this Yi Chen didn’t know what to say. He was also wasted last night and some of it was a blur but he definitely remembered that amazing kiss.