Bon Appétit [M]

Shen Nianzu felt like he was about to combust on the spot from sheer mortification. In broad daylight, with his legs splayed open like a whore, and Jin Jiuchi's smoldering gaze zeroing in on his backside… Heavens, why had things turned out like this?!

He swore he had never taught Jin Jiuchi anything about the sexual intercourses between men, so he should still be utterly oblivious about it save for blowjobs and handjobs so… why did he suddenly become so fascinated with Shen Nianzu's ass?! 

And to make matters worse, he had not washed up down there yet. No, he must not let Jin Jiuchi explore that territory!

"Wait a—" he lunged forward to stop Jin Jiuchi, but it was to no avail as the man had a dead grip on him, sending him bouncing back onto the bed. A devious smirk was all he received as a warning before Jin Jiuchi leaned in and lapped on the sticky release on his stomach.