The Assassin's Enemy Lover

Yes, he knew Zi Han was simply taking care of his wounds but the bulge inside his pants couldn’t help but twitch demanding reparations.

Zi Han was too focused on the wounds that he didn’t even notice that the machine gun was cocked and ready to fire. “What did this?” asked Zi Han when he saw the wounds that were already scabbing over.

Zi Han’s brow creased in confusion. Wasn’t there so much blood just now? What the fuck?

Yi Chen gulped before speaking in a hoarse voice, “I am fine. I feel slight pain that’s all..... If you want me to feel better you can just kiss me.”

Zi Han gave him an ‘are you fuckin kidding me’ look on his face. Who just now told him it was inappropriate to do it here? What was so inappropriate about kissing in an abandoned villa?

What he didn’t realize was the do it here Yi Chen was referring to was the get naked and feast type of doing it. It was the least innocent version of doing it.

“Didn’t you say it was inappropriate?” asked Zi Han while plastering a band-aid patch on the two wounds after spraying disinfectant spray.

Yi Chen stretched out his hand lightly brushing his fingers against Zi Han’s chin. Zi Han looked up and when their eyes met, Yi Chen said, “I meant the other thing. Kissing is fine.”

.....

Zi Han’s brow furrowed a little perplexed but as soon as he understood his meaning his eyes widened as he pinched Yi Chen’s waist in retaliation.

“The fuck? Who said I wanted to do that with you?” said Zi Han with heat waves rising to his face.

“Deny it all you want but your body was honest,” replied Yi Chen as he grasped Zi Han’s wrist and pulled him closer. Zi Han found himself standing in between Yi Chen’s legs with his thigh accidentally rubbing against the neglected bulge.

“You were rubbing against me just now as though begging to mmmm,” he said before Zi Han closed his mouth.

“For a person who is injured you talk a lot of shit,” said Zi Han refusing to let Yi Chen’s mouth go.

Yi Chen reached out and wiped Zi Han’s cheeks which were a little wet from all the crying earlier.

He removed Zi Han’s hand from his mouth and asked, “Why were you crying?” his expression that of concern.

Zi Han wiped his face while saying, “Worry about your own situation down south. We can’t leave unless that thing behaves,” said Zi Han avoiding the subject.

He didn’t want to talk about his father right now. This really wasn’t the right time, thus he avoided the topic entirely.

Zi Han checked the detector that was flashing incessantly and began to look around for the device. Yi Chen zipped up his suit while following Zi Han’s figure with his eyes.

“Han Han, why is it always me who gets hard between us? Are you not attracted to me?” he asked while running his fingers through his hair that had been disheveled from the events earlier.

Zi Han who was looking around for the device turned to glare at him. He was about to give him a sarcastic response when he saw Yi Chen raking his hair like a model in a shampoo ad. He didn’t know what it was that was enticing him so much.

Maybe it was a combination of Yi Chen’s face, the movement of his fingers as he pushed his hair back, or the way Yi Chen was looking at him. All in all, it gave Yi Chen an irresistible charm.

“What are you doing? Shooting a shampoo advertisement?” asked Zi Han before he hurriedly looked away.

Yi Chen, “....”

“Here, I found it,” said Zi Han while looking underneath the unfinished kitchen counter.

Yi Chen stood up and walked over only for his steps to pause when he saw Zi Han’s perky ass just pointing at him begging to be smacked.

Now he could either do one of two things. Either he behaves himself and acts like a Gentleman or he smacks it and apologizes later?

Well, since he was an upstanding gentleman and the future pillar of the federation he swallowed hard and resisted the urge.

“Do you....,” he said before clearing his throat and continuing to ask, “do you need some help?”

Zi Han further reached out underneath the dusty cabinet by arching his back. “Nope, I am fine,” replied Zi Han his voice slightly raspy.

Now even if Yi Chen wanted to be a gentleman there is only so much he could resist in front of the person he likes. He licked his lower lip and with his itchy right hand, he did the unthinkable.

Pa!

“Ow.... fuck,” yelped Zi Han as his entire body froze for a moment. When he caught on to what just happened he raised his head sharply and glared at the culprit.

Yi Chen who still couldn’t believe what he had just done stared back at him not sure whether to run or stay here and face the consequences. Yi Chen wouldn’t press the extractor button even when his life was in danger but faced with Zi Han’s livid face he was even considering it. Did he regret it? Nope! It felt so good that he wanted to do it again.

“What was that for? At least rub afterward if you are going to smack my fleshy parts. Now stop messing around,” said Zi Han before turning back with the tips of his ears red.

‘Well, that’s new,’ he thought to himself as he pursed his lips suppressing an inexplicable smile. Fuck, was he such a pervert? Why did it feel nice?

Zi Han shook off the feeling and stretched out his hand again. As the tips of his fingers touched the device, Zi Han felt a delightful sting in his butt having being slapped again. This time Yi Chen gently rubbed afterward but still. Didn’t he (Zi Han) say they should stop messing around just now?