My Costar believes me
Yao Shen wakes up with the feeling of something soft brushing against his cheek.
His body feels as if it's made of syrup, too unyielding for him to move. Even his eyelids are too heavy to lift, fluttering uselessly while he struggles to open his eyes.
The soft touches on his cheek travel down his jaw, and his neck, trailing a path of sweet heat in their wake. They become sharp around the collarbones, when teeth join lips in nipping softly at the jutting bone.
Yao Shen's mind wakes up in stages, and then all at once, when a warm, wet mouth closes around his nipple.
He opens his eyes and finds Xin Hulei's dark head on his chest, his red lips sucking hungrily on his hard nipple.
Dizzily, Yao Shen wraps his arms around Xin Hulei's head. "You fucked me so ruthlessly last night, and now expect me to feed you?"
Xin Hulei smiles around his nipple, and redoubles his efforts.