The twinkling lights of the night sky reflected through the floor to ceiling windows casting some light on the shadows entangled on the bed.
One was lying flat on his back with a complicated look in his eyes and the other was biting his lower lip while pressing down the other.
Yi Chen being the one pressed down on the bed didn't know what Zi Han was playing at. He could only look at him with his luscious gaze shifting from Zi Han's elongated neck and the place where their bodies were plastered together.
Yi Chen had long gotten hard. His comrade down south was already standing up stiffly like a flag pole requesting special service.
Unable to bear it Yi Chen asked, "What do you want to do?"
Zi Han chuckled before his hands reached over for the hem of his t-shirt and said, "I feel hot," before pulling up his t-shirt revealing the smooth ridges on his abdomen that seemed more prominent than before.