My White Lotus (ZhanYi)

5: The first night

Yibo didn't bothered to take a bath but did a little wash up to get rid of the sweat and used a clean wipe to remove the glitters on his face. He  put on some strawberry lip gloss on his cherry red lips making it look like a delicious desert to Induce the effect if by any chance that man is happened to be really there.

Yibo took a deep inhale before he stepped inside one of the special VIP rooms, which surely won't open for everybody.

It is one of the most luxurious room that could be offered by the club in the entire VIP section. The room lit up in a dimmed golden glow.

He opened the door to see that man waiting him, sitting on the bed and gazing down at his crossed fingers. He looked up when he sensed Yibo entering inside.

There was a tingling sensation on Yibo's bottom belly as their eyes met and entangled in a sweet war. Yibo slowly entered inside and stood infront of the man. He was still looking at Yibo as if in a daze. Yibo smiled softly and caressed the messy locks on his forehead.

"What would you prefer? Enter or being entered?"

"....."

Oh, that was a straight question from Yibo and on seeing the suddenly stiffened face of that man, he thought it would have been better if he asked it after taking a sip or two of some red wine as he usually do with everyone else.

"As your wish..."

After a few seconds of thinking and gulping down, the man replied. That voice, it was very silky like a melted chocolate on tongue. Yibo felt an inexplicable joy in his heart hearing it.

His lips curled into a smug smile as he put one hand on the man's shoulder and other on his(the man's) chest as he sat on the lap staring into those pretty, big eyes. They were shining like stars reflecting inside the serene night lake.

There was something rising inside Yibo which is making it difficult to get things done slowly. At that moment, all he wanted was to get crashed on those hands. He wished to be withered and bloom again under the touches of that man, which he never felt before towards anybody else. Maybe it's because of the man had made him wait for so long to have this night... An entire week, that Yibo started yearning for this now.

What a shameless person! Yibo laughed at himself internally.

That man was still looking intensely at Yibo, eyes roaming at every inch of his face, down to the neck... Without leaving any space.

Yibo felt the twinkling sensation again in his tummy and his palms vibrated according to the fast rhythm of the heart beneath it; that man's heart! It is beating like a crazy drum, only for Yibo, at this moment.

Yibo let the man savour him by eyes as much as he(that man) want. They were very soft until suddenly it become cloudy and dark as he stared at a particular spot on Yibo's neck, more precisely at the base of his neck where he got a hickey on the previous day. That man pulled Yibo towards him more by the waist and leaned closer to his neck. Yibo let out a gasp by the sudden action and then tilted his neck side ways, giving space for him to act upon. He binded arms around those sturdy shoulders.

"This was made by him, right?"

That man asked, nuzzling on Yibo's bosom. Yibo shuddered hearing that voice resonating above his chest as he frowned a little without understanding what that man meant.
He didn't knew that those eyes are staring at that pink mark.

The next second, he cried out loud by a sharp pain on his neck by those teeths sinking into his tender flesh. Zhan bit him hard on the mark as if he want to replace it with his own mark. He sucked there afterwards as if he is drinking Yibo's blood like a vampire. Then he licked and swirled his tongue over there to lessen the pain. Yibo moaned.