Behind The Red Curtain | YiZhan ✓

67-One Red Thread And Two Hearts Intertwined In Pleasure

Zhan woke up in a fluffy bed of white, watching as the sunlight shone into the room from between the hollow curtains. The reminders of last night were still as fresh, hence the reason for his hole still twitching while his cock throbbed in anticipation of more. But when he looked to his side, Yibo was nowhere to be found, so he stood up and wrapped the covers over his body like a ghost before making his way inside the living room. 

He could hear Yibo's incoherent voice speaking with someone, while the sound of the boiling water masked it like a bubbly wrapper on a box. With slow an steady steps, he peaked into the kitchen, watching the latter as he went back and forth around the counter. One hand raised with a spoon that was being shoved into the air with every word, while the other held his phone over his ear. "...no i told you- i'm not-...hey! I said listen you dick! It's..-" 

As he continued to talk, he saw Zhan appear from the corner, watching him with worried eyes. With a heave of a loud sigh, he shut the phone down and smacked it over the counter. "Did you wake up?" His voice now directed at Zhan was much softer, nothing compared to how he was talking on the phone. "Who where you talking to?" Yibo smiled, opening his arms to have Zhan come to him. "Just Huizhong talking nonsense- he thinks i've got a girlfriend behind his back, just because he hasn't seen me for the past two days since i came." 

Zhan smiled as he got hugged tightly, now resting his head over his shoulder. "Oh, i thought he went with you." Yibo leaned his head over Zhan's, enjoying his warmth under his touch. "It wasn't a long trip anyways, so Duyi didn't stress over it." 

"I see..." Yibo hummed, now cupping his cheeks to hold his face. "Yep.. but now i suppose he'll tag along with me at all times due to the role-" Zhan blinked, curious. "Role? Did you get a new role?" The latter suddenly gasped as he remembered, his hands tightening their squeeze around his cheeks, mushing Zhan's skin. "OH, right! I completely forgot! You're not gonna believe who wanted me in for a role!" 

Zhan chuckled, softly taking Yibo's hands off of his face and holding them over his chest. "Hnmm.. i wonder?" Yibo gave him a bright smile. "Eight Huang! THE Huang- i mean- what are the chances... wait- you don't seem surprised." Zhan shook his head as he pecked him on the lips. "You are an amazing actor after all, so how could i be surprised of something you already deserve to have gotten?" Yibo's cheeks tinted slightly red as he quietly looked down. "R-really.." 

Zhan hummed. "Really. But don't be nervous, he's very kind and will give you many opportunities to starr in the series. If he really wants you that is and... it seems he really must." Yibo smiled softly, now scratching the back of his head. "Right- you did work with him. Well, i'm just glad you're here.. being happy with me." Zhan's eyes eased at his words, both of them later kissing in delight. "MMn.. what were you cooking?" 

Yibo's hands slipped under the covers over Zhan's shoulders before pushing them off. "To be honest... i have no idea. I just put some water to boil, thinking i'd figure it out later..." Zhan began to giggle so Yibo continued. "...eventually.." Zhan shook his head, now laughing. "Well, you don't have to think anymore..." Yibo smirked as he suddenly turned him around and pressed him against the counter. "Why? Because now i have you to eat instead?" 

Zhan groaned, his stomach pressing over the edge, while his ass got squeezed harshly. "...ah.. i taste better-!" Yibo suddenly smacked him, watching as Zhan bent over and hitched as the cold marble touched his nipples. "...can't disagree with that." 

Yibo's voice slowly lowered, later his lips pressed over his cheeks, kissing them softly. "It's bruised really badly.." Zhan bit his lip, turned on at the thought. "R-really...?" Yibo hummed, his tongue sliding over the purple bruises that painted his skin like beautiful petals. "..but so so pretty..."