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Stressed is Just Dessert...Part 5

They were just about to leave the private room in the fusion place, when Lan Zhan held out his hand.

Wei Ying looked at it questioningly, but gave his up immediately, expecting Lan Zhan to walk out, but instead, Lan Zhan tugged on it, pulling him closer.

"I wanted to wait, but I cannot." He said, fire in his golden eyes.

Wei Ying had no warning, and no idea that Lan Zhan would capture his lips so suddenly. Their hands remained joined, and their lips fused together, tasting each other and the chocolate cake they had shared.

Wei Ying decided to throw caution to the winds and flung himself wholeheartedly into it, his free hand cupping Lan Zhan's face, trying to get even closer. Those soft lips were ever so pliant, tracing the outline of his mouth, and then that magical moment when their tongues collided and the fire that burned through their veins.

Who needed air when such a delicacy was here, ripe for the taking? Silken mouths rubbed together as tongues danced to the melody in their hearts, a song as old as time.

Lan Zhan's free hand had come around to cup the back of Wei Ying's head, holding him still so he could ravage that cheeky mouth.

Both of them were out of breath when they paused, neither wanting to let go. Wei Ying rested his temple at Lan Zhan's shoulder, gathering his senses. Was it normal to be so shaken with a kiss? He could hear his heart beating in his ears, like a chorus of heavenly drummers playing to a celestial rhythm.

"Wow..." He whispered. "Have you kissed anyone before?"

"No." Lan Zhan couldn't help but be smug about it. "Wei Ying is an expert, it seems."

"Not as good as you!" Wei Ying pretended to shove him.

"I have a request." Lan Zhan said, sounding calmer than Wei Ying.

But when Wei Ying looked up, he saw the fire still burning, but dormant for now.

"What is your request?"

Lan Zhan thought about it.

"If Wei Ying will permit it, I have two requests."

Wei Ying licked his lips, watching Lan Zhan's eyes follow his tongue. His mouth was suddenly dry.

"What is it?"

"Wei Ying must have breakfast with me, every morning."

"Every morning?"

"Mn. He shall receive payment in the form of a kiss like that for his efforts." Lan Zhan looked too proud of himself.

"And your second request?"

"May I date Wei Ying?" His golden eyes shone brightly, wanting this more than anything else.

"But isn't the breakfast thing the same as dating?" Wei Ying asked, trying to figure it out.

"Not at all." Lan Zhan replied. "Breakfast is breakfast. Dating is dating. Two things." He held up two fingers.

Wei Ying reached for his free hand with the two fingers, and brought them to his mouth. He kissed each one softly.

"Alright...but can we take it slow? I don't want to be scared....that it's too much." Vulnerability shone forth from those gorgeous silver eyes.

Lan Zhan let go of his hand and brought him into the circle of his arms, holding him tight.

"I have a demand." He said.

"Not a request?" Wei Ying leant his cheek on Lan Zhan's shoulder, feeling safe.