Yifan went upstairs and put the red-colored package in his bedroom. He decided to look at it later. The afternoon passed and evening came. The tiger cooked dinner for the family and Lorenzo helped with cleaning up after eating. The couple went upstairs together and took turns changing. Yifan sat on the side of the bed with the package in his hands. He was dressed in only black joggers. The taller man's upper body was fully on display. When Lorenzo came back from the bathroom, he gulped at the sight in front of him. The younger man looked up to see the elder dressed in an oversized shirt with black shorts peeking underneath. Lorenzo ignored the man and walked to the vanity set up for him.
"We have a package." Yifan said. His noir eyes watched his lover who sat down on the chair.
"From who?" The shorter man asked as he began to comb his hair.
"The photoshoot." The tiger said while reading the sender's name on the label.
"Open it." The elder said softly while applying night cream to his face.
The tiger opened the parcel and saw pictures from the photoshoot. There were ten big ones and ten medium-sized ones. Some were solo and some were of them together. There were a few pictures that caught his eyes. Lorenzo finished his evening routine and went to sit beside the tiger. He looked at the pictures with a blank face. They had come out so well. Lorenzo looked at the one that Yifan was staring at.
In that picture, the couple was on the bed. Yifan was hovering above Lorenzo who had his head turned to the side. The taller man above him looked like a hungry wolf about to devour him. Yifan's eyes were stuck on that photo. He didn't even notice the other man staring at him. Lorenzo felt a blush creep over his skin and he looked away. There was another one that caught the shorter man's eye. Lorenzo was sitting in Yifan's lap in this one, with both thighs wrapped around his waist. The tiger's right hand was wrapped around his waist and gripping his hip. His hand had a butterfly tattoo. Lorenzo's eyes went to the younger man who looked through the pictures with a blank face.
He wanted to see the black ink decorated on his husband's skin. The elder looked at the younger man's right arm and saw a tattoo of a black dragon covering his whole sleeve. The face of the dragon was on Yifan's thick bicep and the elegant body went down to his wrist. There was a small butterfly tattoo on the back of the taller man's right hand and roman numbers on his knuckles. Lorenzo's eyes wandered to Yifan's chest where there was a tattoo on his left pec. It spelled out No Fear in all capitals and bold font. The last tattoo was of a black scorpion and it covered the right side of the taller man's six-pack abs. What was the meaning behind those pieces?
"Go to sleep." The tiger said without looking up.
The elder blushed as Yifan gathered up their couple pictures and put them on the nightstand. Lorenzo climbed under the blanket and scooted as far as he could to the corner of the bed. Yifan turned off the lights and climbed into the bed. He heard light steps on the floor and a second later, Bella entered the room through the slightly open door. She jumped onto the bed and pushed Yifan towards the middle of the bed, closer to Lorenzo. The tiger looked at the rottie who fell asleep after taking up half of the bed.
Lorenzo felt Yifan's bicep pressed against his back and a thick leg against his thighs. "Yifan?"
"Bella took my space." The younger man answered and Lorenzo stood up.
He turned around and looked at his husband who's noir watched him in silence. "Do you have extra sheets? I can sleep on the floor."
"Sleep in my bed." Did Yifan's voice get deeper or was he imagining things?
"I don't think it's right. I can't be close like this to a stranger. I feel like I'm disrespecting myself." The elder said and Yifan sat up.
"Sleep here." The tiger said and got out of bed.
"What about you?" Lorenzo asked and Yifan left the room without a word. Had he gone too far?
Feeling bad, the elder went out of the room. He saw a light peeking from the door next to their bedroom. The taller man was in the gym. Lorenzo stood at the door and watched his husband do push-ups on a black gym mat. The tiger watched his lover enter and close the door behind him. Yifan stood up and watched Lorenzo who stood at the entrance.
"Where are you sleeping tonight?" The elder asked again and Yifan watched him closely.
There was annoyance in his noir eyes and the taller man walked towards him. Yifan was one step away when the shorter man took a step back. Lorenzo's eyes avoided Yifan who stepped even closer. The elder took another step back and his back became pressed to the wall. He stared up at the younger man who set both hands on the door, on either side of his neck. Yifan's gaze was so intense and angry but the smaller man couldn't look away.
"Why does it matter to you where I sleep?" The tiger asked while pressing his body closer, giving Lorenzo no space to escape. His husky voice was low and his sinful lips were close to Lorenzo's trembling ones.
"I-I.." The elder had no idea what to say.
Yifan leaned even closer and Lorenzo's heart raced. The tiger watched him as he tried to speak. Lorenzo set his hands on the taller man's chest to push him away but Yifan didn't budge. "Why do you care?"
"I feel bad. I'm taking up all the space on your bed." The elder said while looking away.
"I'll sleep in another room." Yifan replied.
"What if Grandma Jia sees you sleeping alone? We can't sleep in separate rooms." The elder said and noir eyes observed him intensely.
"What do you want?" Yifan asked and Lorenzo gulped.
"I want you to sleep on your bed with Bella and I'll sleep on the floor." He said and the taller man shook his head. "Why are you being so stubborn Yifan?"
Yifan raised a brow with a blank face. "You're not sleeping on the floor."
"And you're only allowed to sleep on your bed." The elder replied sharply.
Yifan took a step back and let out a sigh. He ran a hand in his dark locks in frustration. They were going back and forth for no reason. Without another word, the younger man came forward and pulled Lorenzo towards him.
"What are you doing?!" The elder gasped as an arm wrapped around his waist. Yifan leaned down and set his other arm under the shorter man's thighs. The tiger picked his lover up bridal style and held him close. Lorenzo's eyes filled with fear as he stared up at his husband.
"Yif-"
"Shut your mouth." The younger man said. His tone was deadly serious and the elder bit his bottom lip to keep himself quiet.
Yifan carried Lorenzo out of the room and back into their bedroom. He closed the door behind them and took Lorenzo to the bed. The tiger laid his lover next to the fast asleep female dog. Lorenzo watched as the younger man climbed under the blanket and he became stuck in the middle. On his right side was Bella and on the left, Yifan. The elder tried to sit up but Yifan wrapped an arm around his waist and pinned him down.
"Sleep." The taller man commanded and Lorenzo felt his heart skip a beat.
"Bu-"
"Shut your mouth before I do it for you." God. Why did his husband's threat sound so dangerous yet exciting?
Not wanting to test Yifan's patience, Lorenzo zipped up his lips. He closed his eyes as Yifan covered him with the blanket. Lorenzo turned to sleep on his side, facing the rottie. Yifan's arm followed his waist and the soft grip remained there. The smaller man felt butterflies in his stomach but he ignored them. The couple heard Bella whine in her sleep and the shorter man rubbed her stomach to comfort her. Yifan watched Lorenzo in the dark. The elder felt his husband's gaze on him but he didn't say a single word. Lorenzo giggled quietly when Bella cuddled closer to him. Yifan removed his arm and laid on his back. He watched the elder's tense back relax when he moved away. Why wasn't the elder falling asleep? Was he waiting for Yifan to fall asleep so he could sleep on the floor? No. The younger man wasn't letting that happen.
"Lorenzo." He called out.
The shorter man tensed again. "Yes?"
"If you move from my bed at night, I'll tie you to it."
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Venom
Romance"From now on, you're Zan Lorenzo." "My dear husband, why am I the one taking your last name?" Lorenzo asked while pulling his hand away. "You're mine in this plan." The tiger said while leaning back into his chair. His actions oozed off a manly vibe...