Pinching down Imu's wriggling legs, Nishi Junyan's fingers wickedly reached down to his groin.
Yi Mu arched his back like a live fish, pushing away Xi Junyan's arm and glaring at him: "You dare!"
There is nothing in this world that Nishi Junyan would not dare to do.
Nishi Junyan pushed Yi Mu's hand away towards the head of the bed with one hand.
Yi Mu couldn't struggle; his whole body was paralyzed as if he had been given anesthesia. Even if Xi Junyan let go of his hand, he wouldn't have the strength to push him away.
He turned his head away, closed his eyes tightly, bit his lip, and breathed heavily, suppressing his breathing.
Xi Junyan looked at Yi Mu's face. This man was like a slow-acting poison, silently drawing his gaze to him.
His occasional smile, the refreshing cool fragrance emanating from him, the earnest look on his face when he's working on things he likes, the soft light the desk lamp casts on his face as he reads.
And there was also the suppressed moaning beneath him.
All of this made Xi Junyan unable to let go. He only wanted to keep him by his side, as far as he could see, for a lifetime, or even longer.
“Baby, call out, I want to hear your voice.”
Xi Junyan seduced and bewitched him.
Yi Mu was breathing heavily, his ears burning red.
He groaned weakly, like a kitten, his hands, released by Xi Junyan, spread out on either side of the pillow, as if trying to grasp something helplessly.
"Hurry...hurry up..."
Yi Mu unconsciously licked his lips, suddenly feeling his mouth and tongue dry.
Xi Junyan stared at those water-red lips, and as if bewitched, lowered his head.
He lowered his body, and Yimu's hands found something to cling to, automatically wrapping around his neck.
"You're so good," Nishi Junyan rewarded him with a tap of his finger.
Yi Mu's eyes widened, and he opened his mouth. Xi Junyan's tongue seized the opportunity to enter, chasing after his tongue and not letting it escape.
I don't know how much time passed, maybe a few minutes, maybe longer.
There's a sense of exhilaration, like escaping death.
Xi Junyan released him, and a trail of saliva trailed from the corners of their mouths.
"Was it good?"
Yi Mu hadn't recovered from what had just happened; his bones were still weak, and he had no desire to talk to Xi Junyan.
Xi Junyan adored him in this state, wishing he could meld him into his own body.
When they lived together before, Nishikihiko also liked to grope Imu, but he never went this far.
Yi Mu straightened his legs and closed his eyes in embarrassment.
"Get out."
Nishi Junyan lifted the covers, picked up Yi Mu from the bed, and carried him to the bathroom.
Afraid of waking the old man, Yi Mu angrily punched Xi Junyan's chest and whispered, "What are you doing? Put me down right now."
It's strange enough to think about a man hugging another man.
"Don't move, or you'll fall."
Nishi Junyan placed Yi Mu in the bathtub and showed no intention of getting out; he simply looked at him.
Remembering what the old man had said, Yi Mu looked calmly at Xi Junyan, "What did you mean by what you told the old man? When did I..."
Xi Junyan had been waiting for these words.
Yi Mu's mouth was sealed shut, and Xi Junyan, like a ferocious beast, plundered his limited air.
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