Tao Zhi was placed on the vanity by Fu Si Heng.
The icy touch and the sudden movement made Tao Zhi shudder. He cried out in surprise and instinctively wrapped his arms around Fu Si Heng’s neck, his legs clamping around his waist to keep himself from falling.
Fu Si Heng smoothly propped one hand beside Tao Zhi, lowered his head, and let his scorching hot breath spray across his neck.
The man had also finished showering and changed into a lazy linen shirt. His usually slicked-back hair now hung loosely over his forehead, the soft black strands brushing against Tao Zhi’s chin, adding a touch of domestic softness to his otherwise stern demeanor.
……
That was how it was supposed to go.
But perhaps Fu Si Heng’s predatory intent was too obvious.
When Tao Zhi hugged his neck, he could feel the man’s body tense, his muscles hard and powerful, the veins bulging prominently on his neck. Just touching him released a wave of scorching heat and raw strength from that mature body, making Tao Zhi instinctively want to flee.
Tao Zhi quickly steadied himself and released his arms from around Fu Si Heng’s neck and his legs from his waist. He stammered, “B-Bro Fu, what… what are you doing…”
No sooner had the words left his mouth than his Adam’s apple was suddenly taken into Fu Si Heng’s mouth.
This had been a forbidden spot when they were dating before.
Because women didn’t have prominent Adam’s apples, Fu Si Heng had to pretend not to notice Tao Zhi’s.
Fu Si Heng loved Tao Zhi’s neck.
The white, slender line of his neck had a hint of delicate boniness. Beneath the thin, tender skin, faint blue veins were clearly visible, always making Fu Si Heng’s teeth itch with the urge to bite.
The neck was a vital spot for both humans and animals.
When Fu Si Heng bit down, he could clearly feel Tao Zhi tremble, his body stiffening like a kitten grabbed by the scruff of its neck.
Having such a sensitive, vulnerable spot bitten made Tao Zhi instinctively panic, even though he knew Fu Si Heng wouldn’t hurt him. In that moment, though, Fu Si Heng looked like a lion on the hunt in his eyes—
Fu Si Heng suddenly licked him.
His sharp teeth retracted, and his thick tongue ground heavily over the Adam’s apple. This time, the shudder was different from before.
Tao Zhi’s toes curled slightly, and he parted his lips silently.
“You always used to stop me from touching these places,” Fu Si Heng said in a deep voice, his breaths heavy.
He propped one hand beside Tao Zhi while the other cradled his back.
“Every time I tried, you’d distract me with something else.”
So dumb, so cute.
“…Huh?” Tao Zhi’s mind was foggy at the moment. Hearing Fu Si Heng speak like that, he thought it was an accusation and defended himself softly. “Because I was pretending to be a girl back then. I was afraid you’d find out, so of course I wouldn’t let you touch…”
His Adam’s apple, his lower abdomen, and… that place.
How could he have let Fu Si Heng touch those?
He had gone to extreme lengths to hide his identity back then.
“Mm.” Fu Si Heng responded. “So you’d stick yourself to me and guide my hand to other places.”
As he spoke, Fu Si Heng lifted his eyes.
His dark gaze was thick with desire, staring straight at him without blinking. “Like…”
He had just started when his mouth was suddenly covered by Tao Zhi’s hand.
Tao Zhi was mortified.
This wasn’t an accusation at all—it was reminiscing.
Tao Zhi finally caught on. His scalp tingled, and he naturally recalled the shameful things he’d done in desperation back then.
“Please… don’t say it.” Tao Zhi’s toes curled.
Fu Si Heng glanced down with a smile, soothingly kissed the corner of his lips, then lowered his head again to suck on the Adam’s apple between his lips and teeth.
From the Adam’s apple, to the neck, then to the collarbone and chest.
The bathrobe sash was easily undone by Fu Si Heng and fell to the floor.
Having a fuzzy head licking him there made Tao Zhi feel incredibly ashamed and stimulated. His hands didn’t know where to go—he didn’t dare hold Fu Si Heng’s head or prop them on either side of the vanity.
The former felt like… like he was actively offering himself, especially the biting, which felt like he was feeding Fu Si Heng.
Tao Zhi didn’t even dare say the word.
The latter felt like indulgence.
Indulging Fu Si Heng in whatever he wanted, giving him free rein.
Neither seemed quite right, even though that was exactly the reality. Psychologically, it was hard to accept.
Tao Zhi bit his lip, his hands lifting and dropping uncertainly, until Fu Si Heng kissed his lower abdomen. Then, as if snapping out of a daze, Tao Zhi stopped him, grabbing Fu Si Heng’s hair and making him lift his head.
“Wh-what’s with the sudden…?”
From Tao Zhi’s perspective, he’d just finished showering and come to wash clothes when Fu Si Heng suddenly picked him up, put him on the vanity, and started kissing him.
It was so inexplicable.
His body was now slick with saliva.
Ambiguous trails of wetness and kiss marks crisscrossed his skin, and his chest was a mess.
Under the lights, the glossy sheen glistened.