The familiar sensation under his palm recalled the camping night, where in the narrow, enclosed tent, Chi Xingyu forced him to touch his taut abdominal muscles. Moreover, he insisted on comparing whose physique was better, his or Jiang Ciyan’s.
While Tong Sui was lost in memories, Chi Xingyu had already pinched his face and leaned in for a kiss. Perhaps because he had waited so long, his movements were a bit rough, causing his teeth to lightly graze Tong Sui’s soft lips.
Tong Sui was already afraid of pain, and as soon as Chi Xingyu’s sharp teeth grazed him, tears formed in his eyes, and he left scratch marks on Chi Xingyu’s firm abdomen with his nails.
Yet, Chi Xingyu seemed oblivious, like a wolf that was starving. He licked and sucked on Tong Sui’s lips, reddening them to the point of bleeding, treating Tong Sui as if he were a piece of meat ready to be devoured.
Tong Sui couldn’t withstand his passionate advances and kisses, and tears accumulated in his eyes, glimmering like crystals beneath the refracted light.
Against Tong Sui’s embarrassment, Chi Xingyu appeared intoxicated, even as Tong Sui left scratches on him; he still pinched Tong Sui’s delicate chin, probing deeper with a slight gap between his teeth.
Tong Sui found himself pressed against the wall, struggling to stay standing as his legs weakened. Just as he was about to lose consciousness from lack of air, Chi Xingyu reluctantly pulled back slightly, releasing his lips.
Gasping, Tong Sui wanted to sit on the floor but was pulled back into Chi Xingyu’s embrace. “The floor is dirty,” he said.
Chi Xingyu placed the dazed Tong Sui onto the soft double bed, carefully removing his shoes.
As Tong Sui panted and caught his breath, Chi Xingyu’s attention shifted to his clothing. His pajamas were buttoned up with only a few buttons.
Clearly too excited, Chi Xingyu’s fantasies had turned into reality, and the joy washed away all his reason. His skilled hands trembled as he fumbled to unbutton, eventually giving up and using his teeth instead.
At this point, Tong Sui realized he had completely become a fish on a chopping board, waiting to be slaughtered. But they had no preparations at home.
Tong Sui felt a chill on his scalp as he abruptly woke from his reverie. How were they supposed to proceed? It would be difficult for both of them, especially if Chi Xingyu ended up hurt.
The previously quiet fish on the chopping board began to struggle, flailing its tail, occasionally slapping the fisherman.
Chi Xingyu couldn’t bear to truly restrain Tong Sui. His face and body bore marks of Tong Sui’s scratches, but the assertive person from moments ago now asked pitifully, “Are you regretting it?”
Tong Sui couldn’t help but scold him, “Did you really do your homework?” How could he lack preparation for such basic things? Just going ahead without it?
Chi Xingyu, initially caught up in the moment, finally snapped back to reality after Tong Sui’s scolding. He realized there was a lack of preparation for everything.
Having previously feared misunderstandings, Chi Xingyu hadn’t dared to entertain such thoughts or bring anything home, only to discover these issues when things were already on the verge of happening.
In a flurry, Chi Xingyu searched for his phone, which he had misplaced, in a comical embarrassment. He hurriedly ordered from a store that offered delivery, frantically placing his order.
Once the order was placed, he tossed the phone back onto the bedside table and turned around to find Tong Sui watching him with a teasing smile.
Chi Xingyu’s face instantly flushed, as he leaned in again. “This time was unexpected. Next time I won’t be unprepared…”
Tong Sui huffed, “You’re already thinking about next time, and we haven’t even finished this one?”
“Yeah,” Chi Xingyu replied, still working on what he hadn’t finished earlier, observing Tong Sui’s expression. “I want next time, and I want the time after that.”
Tong Sui frowned, the corners of his eyes reddening. “So greedy.”
“Isn’t it a bit late to realize that now?” Chi Xingyu said softly. “Before the delivery arrives, let’s do what we can.”
…
The store Chi Xingyu ordered from had a high price point and low monthly sales, catering to a high-end market, so the delivery staff were employees of the store.
When the doorbell rang, the delivery person was waiting outside with a bag. The door opened slightly, but before the delivery person could see who was at the door, the items were taken inside and the door was slammed shut with a thud.
The prepared scripts they had didn’t even have time to be said.
As Chi Xingyu walked toward the bedroom while unwrapping the packaging, by the time he entered the room, he had already opened most of it. He looked up to see Tong Sui wrapped in the quilt on the bed, revealing only half of his flushed face, with wet corners of his eyes.
With a smile, he walked over, wanting to kiss the moist corner of his eye.
Tong Sui quickly raised his hand, flustered, to block him, his fingertips pink, like a small cat being disdainful, “Don’t kiss me, you’ve touched…”
Chi Xingyu was helpless. How could someone even dislike themselves? Yet he didn’t want to force Tong Sui; instead, he lightly kissed his fingertips, “I’ll go brush my teeth.”
While brushing his teeth, Chi Xingyu glanced at the usage instructions for the items, confirming they were similar to what he had learned previously.
The sensation was intriguing; reading descriptions was one thing, but experiencing it firsthand was another matter entirely.
Tong Sui covered his face with his arm, catching a whiff of the cold, sweet scent nearby, and suddenly felt the cool lips once again pressing against him, accompanied by the sound of a bottle cap popping open.
A sweet flavor filled the air, mixing with the original scent in the room, prompting Tong Sui to flush and complain, “What is that smell?”
“It’s strawberry-flavored, I specifically picked it out, thinking you would like it,” Chi Xingyu replied.
“…”
Tong Sui’s ears turned completely red, and he almost buried his face into the pillow, murmuring, “Next time, get something that has no flavor…”
Chi Xingyu softly replied, “Understood.”
…
Tong Sui couldn’t recall when he fell asleep, only that it seemed to have grown light outside, and the strawberry scent in the air had fully matured.