The Assassin's Enemy Lover

312 A dash of NSFW

Suffocating? Yes, especially to Zi Han. He absolutely regretted not chopping that man’s head off.

Zi Han pushed back his hair in frustration revealing his smooth forehead. His eyes closed he exhaled only for a pair of arms to slip down his shoulders and embrace him. “Can’t sleep?” asked Yi Chen rubbing his nose on Zi Han’s neck.

Zi Han smiled as he placed his hand on the back of Yi Chen’s head and said, “I can’t sleep so I called mom. She said grandpa is making ice cream cake.”

A low chuckle came from Yi Chen with the vibrations from his chest transmitting through Zi Han’s back which was incredibly comforting.

“Come to bed baby. I miss you,” said Yi Chen his voice deep and hoarse tickling Zi Han’s senses.

Zi Han nodded his head. He didn’t want to sit here any longer. He would much rather be in Yi Chen’s arms cuddling in bed. “My legs are numb... I can’t get up,” said Zi Han not even bothering to put some effort into his acting it.

Yi Chen knew he was pretending but he didn’t hesitate to pick him up in a princess carry like a bride about to be carried over the threshold.

Zi Han wrapped his arms around Yi Chen’s neck and took the opportunity to kiss the man’s lips. Not a light hearted type of peck but deep kissing with some tongue action putting Yi Chen’s mind in a daze.

“You do realize I can’t see where I am going if you keep kissing me like that,” said Yi Chen moving away from this vixen’s lips.

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Zi Han wasn’t having it. He followed Yi Chen’s lips with his arms pulling him closer. In the end, Yi Chen could only carry his lover to the bedroom while getting his face eaten.

Yi Chen placed Zi Han on the bed but instead of getting off of him, Yi Chen carried on kissing Zi Han with his hands roaming around the front placket of his pajamas trying to unbutton it.

Zi Han who had initially started this mess felt like he had set himself up.

Yi Chen’s breathing was getting heavier as he kissed him harder and deeper with a fervent urgent sending the both of them into a downward spiral.

It was when Yi Chen’s finger slipped into his pajamas did Zi Han stop him. His palms pressed on Yi Chen’s chest he asked, “What are you doing?”

With a smirk on his face, Yi Chen lowered his head and licked Zi Han’s neck, and sucked his adam’s apple before saying, “I want a late night snack.”

Zi Han chuckled with his hands at the back of Yi Chen’s neck before saying, “We are setting off in a few hours. Stop messing around.”

Zi Han’s legs wrapped around Yi Chen’s waist and hips pulling his man down. The two of them slept side by side with Yi Chen’s hand resting on Zi Han’s waist.

“I was fine just now but after you kept chasing my tongue with yours you made me hungry. You should take responsibility,” said Yi Chen his nose brushing against Zi Han’s ear.

Zi Han stroked Yi Chen’s hair affectionately as he smiled lovingly. He liked it when Yi Chen acted spoilt. When Yi Chen did that it left a warm and fuzzy feeling inside his heart. Zi Han bit his bottom lip as his hand slipped down to touch that place that was as hard as a rod.

“I will give you a late night snack,” whispered Zi Han and the hand on his waist kneaded his muscles which felt very pleasant.

Zi Han stroked the bulge protruding under his lover’s pajama pants. Yi Chen took a sharp intake of air as that hand rubbed against him. Zi Han’s smile grew wider when he heard that. He felt an inexplicable thrill wash over his body. While stroking it Yi Chen’s breathing turned raspy as a slightly damp patch appeared on his pants.

Zi Han’s fingers slipped through the elastic band of Yi Chen’s pajama pants and touched his hard member through his wet underwear. Yi Chen felt a wave of numbness spread all over his body when Zi Han touched him. As his hunger intensified he placed his hand on the side of Zi Han’s neck and pulled him closer for a voracious kiss, his breath sweltering.

Zi Han slowly slipped his fingers inside his underwear and touched the tip of his cock smeared with slippery liquid. When he touched him, Yi Chen made a deep inarticulate sound conveying his contentment. Zi Han skillfully stroked his lover’s member and whatever he was doing had Yi Chen feverish and thirsty for more.

Passionate gasps and moans filled the room accompanied by the rustling sounds on the bed. Unable to contain his yearning for his lover, Zi Han lay on top of Yi Chen straddling him while unbuttoning his disheveled pajama top.

Yi Chen leered at him with his hands slipping underneath Zi Han’s pajamas caressing his skin. He found himself gulping hard with lust in his eyes enchanted by the erotic image above him. Zi Han’s lips were swollen from the kissing just now which was very tantalizing. The way his chest rose and fell as he took off his clothes was so aphrodisiac leaving Yi Chen so intoxicated.

One button after another the smooth skin underneath the fabric was revealed and by the time he removed his clothes Yi Chen’s object was already incensed with desire.

He couldn’t help it anymore thus he sat up and began to ravish Zi Han’s chest licking, kissing, and sucking with his hands fondling Zi Han’s back.

Zi Han gasped with his head leaned back. He elongated his neck looking like a lascivious fox demon ready to snatch his soul.

Their heated bodies entwined together with their hearts pounding in sync like they were working in tandem. Zi Han whimpered as Yi Chen’s tongue licked his nipple. His body spasmed in ecstasy as he wrapped his arms around Yi Chen’s neck. Yi Chen paid careful attention to those two beads up until Zi Han’s lower half felt wet from the lewd fluids. Zi Han’s hips twisted uncomfortably famished with desire.