On His Knees [M]

"Nian'er…" Jin Jiuchi's voice rumbled off his throat as he pressed himself to Shen Nianzu, letting his cock rest between the cleft of Shen Nianzu's backside. He had to suck in a breath because the sensation was just so… ugh, how could it be so soft?!

Shen Nianzu turned on the shower, and warm water rained down from the nozzle above, cascading down both of their bodies. 

Jin Jiuchi extended a hand and pumped a dollop of body wash on his palm, rubbed it with his hands to produce bubbles, then he let his hands wander all over Shen Nianzu's body. He was still so hard to the point of exploding, yet there was just something so sensual and intimate about the way Shen Nianzu leaned back against his chest and allowed himself to be washed, that made Jin Jiuchi hold back from doing anything. It spoke of dependency and trust— a raw gesture that made Jin Jiuchi's poor heart squeezing so painfully in his chest.