How To Polish A Pearl

Chapter 67 - Remembering

Author's Notes: Thank you for patiently waiting for my brain to fire back up again after my medication mishap. I think I am back on track now!

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Lighting the insense next to the bed, Zhou Xu quietly watches the smoke plume dance and disappear whilst the sweet and tropical scent fills the Kaihua pavilion for the second time. It had only been two nights, but Zhou Xu was impatient and wanted his memories back. He had regained his core strength and his Kung Fu, however, he didn't quite know how to use it yet. He did feel a bit different though, he just couldn't put the finger on what it was that had changed.

Looking down at his loose robes, a low laughter escapes his lips. At some point earlier in the evening, the red, white and black robes had been dragged to their demise by the waterfall. He had watched his man, the Guigu Guzhu, putt on one of his two sizes too small inner robe.

He had to give it to Wen Ke Xing, he hadn't looked in the slightest bit embarrassed walking towards Kaihua through the manor with both guests, beauties and servants stopping to greet him. I guess this kind of place is used to everything and anything?

Feeling two familiar strong arms circle his waist, this time knowing that it is his man, he covers them with his own. Tracing the outline of the fingers, he looks down as he interlace their fingers. Something clicks at the back of his head, his mind rewinding to earlier in the pool.

"Lao Wen..." The voice a little bit lazy as Zhou Xu is still searching through the images in his memory.

"Mnn." Wen Ke Xing is nuzzling against his neck, biting lightly as he traces it from the collar bone all the way up to the jaw.

A crease forming between his eyebrows, Zhou Xu continues, "I think he had the tattoos."

"Hmm?" Not paying attention at all to what his man is saying, lost in the taste of that skin and his end goal−being those seductive lips. He revels in his bliss and afterglow of that amazing sex they had just had up in the hot spring.

"Lao Wen..." A smile curves at the edges of on his lips, tilting his head slightly to give better access to the biter that is not listening to him.

"Ah-Xu, can't it wait? I am busy." With his newfound access to even more of that neck, he slowly exhales his cold breath through o-shaped lips. He watches the goosebumps appear and then spread down the neck and down the shoulders closely followed by that cute pink blush. He is blushing very easily tonight...

Shivering, Zhou Xu turns around, still inside Wen Ke Xing's embrace. Breaking the contact with those dangerous cold lips and cool breath, he reaches up on his toes to level his eyes with Wen Ke Xing's. Wen Ke Xing parts his lips to welcome a kiss and is instead assaulted by biting teeth.

Releasing the bottom lip from his bite, now having the attention of his man, Zhou Xu kisses those lips, partly to apologize, before dropping down on his heals. "I said−I think he had the tattoos."

"Who did?" His mind still reeling back from the bliss, taste and that way too brief kiss, trying to catch up with Zhou Xu's thoughts.

"Xiaotao."

"The ant in the hot spring?"

"You didn't know who he was?"

"Why would I know that?"

"Even I could guess who he was based on his appearance." Zhou Xu leans back against the embrace and stares up into those black ones, a teasing smile at the corner of his lips. "Lao Wen, I thought you had slept with all the beauties in the world. Surely you would have figured out that the one you don't recognize is the one that was brought here specially for you? Or are you losing your touch?"

Realizing that there is no right way to answer that, or maybe he is just too tired to figure it out, Wen Ke Xing decides that the least dangerous option is to respond to the initial subject. "Are you sure about the tattoos?"

"I didn't pay attention at the time and then you distracted me. Now that I am thinking about it, I got a glimpse of them when I jumped out of the pool, when his arms were still reaching out."

Just the thought of that ant's fingers around his man's cock transforms Wen Ke Xing's expression into something dark and murderous, almost puffing a bit of smoke as he mutters, "I still don't know why I didn't kill him."

"Actually, I'm not even sure why you didn't kill him. If I found someone grabbing you that way, I would have at least cut of their hands to make sure they never did it again. Also, I am not sure what I would have done to you, letting someone grab you that way."

Stunned, Wen Ke Xing looks at his man, the man that scolds him for his violence, is now threatening him with violence. I like this Ah-Xu. Wait, did he just give me permission to hurt him...?

Shaking his head, Wen Ke Xing tries to ignore all the thoughts of pearls and restraints that are bubbling up inside him, again forcing himself back to the initial subject. Though the initial subject is that ant with his hand around that magnificent cock, his face grows darker again, "If he did have those tattoos, and he is one of them, why didn't he try to kill you? That ant had no weapons."

Seeing the shifting emotions and thoughts, from cautious, to jealous, to confused, to excited and then murderous, Zhou Xu cocks an eyebrow. It is pretty fun to tease this version of him. Smiling at the little vinegar pot brewing in front of him, Zhou Xu looks up into Wen Ke Xing's now black holes, pursing his lips a bit as he ponders, "How about we play a game with him?"

Wen Ke Xing looks suspiciously at his husband, the bottom of his stomach starting to stir in an ominous way, "I am not going to like this game, am I?"

"Oh, don't be like that. You get to watch."

Wen Ke Xing bores his eyes into his husband, his voice scolding, "Watch? Oh, no, no, no. That's not happening."

Why is he so cute? Like an angry little puppy... What happened to my death god? Trying to keep himself from laughing, Zhou Xu shrugs and drops his robe where he stands, "Okay then, don't watch. You can always wait outside."

Wen Ke Xing's mind goes blank when he is all of a sudden faced with that milky skin again, his gaze tracing that perfect body down to where the trousers are clinging for its life on that perky ass.

Knowing that he again, has the full attention of his man, Zhou Xu laughs out loud, one of those contagious radiant ones that leaves Wen Ke Xing in a daze. Zhou Xu skillfully removes Wen Ke Xing's belt with just the flick of his wrist, and then pushes him down on the bed. "Lao Wen, let me show you my plan."

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