Magic Moment - Yizhan

Chapter Twenty

Zhan opened his eyes glimmering from unshed tears. Just like before, the only difference now is that he doesn't want it to drop.

"Y-yeah, I guess so," Zhan whispered back and unconsciously moved to ease the little discomfort.

"Don't move!" Yibo said hoarsely and held him close. "I promise, this time it's going to be different." Yibo moved slowly. Zhan moaned seductively in a mixture of a little pain and pleasure.

"We'll make it nice and easy, baby, even if it kills me," whispered Yibo.

Please forgive me, I know not what I do Please forgive me, I can't stop loving Don't deny me this pain I'm going through Please forgive me, I need you like I do....

Yibo wasn't prepared for this gentleness. At the start, his passion has already exploded. Which Zhan responded in an equal fire. And to slow down now and be gentle in the middle of an explosion—and on the countertop? heaven and hell!

But he owed that to Zhan to make up for the first time. Those magic moments one long ago afternoon.

Yibo touched his lips to Zhan, soft as a butterfly wing. His tongue playing, teasing, caressing.

"Kiss me back," Yibo commanded hoarsely.

Zhan didn't feel sexual. At least, at that moment. Although it didn't hurt like the first time, he could feel the slight discomfort and Yibo was trying to drive deep. But the sound of Yibo's husky voice alone made his body burn again.

Zhan parted his mouth and met Yibo's tongue. Then Yibo's lips trailed down to his chest. Zhan almost cried out when Yibo's mouth closed on his hardened peaks. Yibo's hand moved further below and palmed him.

Zhan inhaled lightly and arched his body. Discomfort is completely forgotten. Yibo started driving fast and a slow burning ache started in his stomach.

"Y-Yibo..."

"Hmm..."

"W-what's the matter-with-me?" Zhan's nails dug into Yibo's flesh and he moaned sexily every move Yibo made.

"Nothing," Yibo whispered in a rasped breath. "I have just branded you mine for the second time around. Let it go, baby..." Yibo almost pleaded with Zhan. "I won't last another minute."

...but one thing I'm sure of is the way we made love...

Zhan's heart pounded rapidly. He was clutching Yibo's shoulders, and then he felt something violent erupt from him. Zhan moaned upon his release and in seconds his breathing stopped. Yibo buried his face in Zhan's hair, held him tight and cried his name in a shattering climax just as the song ended.

Please forgive me I can't stop loving you, can't stop loving you.

When their breathing returned to normal, Yibo let go of his embrace. He stared at Zhan tenderly. Zhan's face glowed from the soft light.

"I have touched and kissed something just below your stomach, Zhan. What is it?" Yibo bent down and caressed his stomach and searched with his hand and gazed at it in the dim light. Zhan caught his breath. "Where did this scar come from?"

"Scar?" If it hadn't been for the red light, Yibo would have seen his face paled. His chest is full of nervousness. "Appendicitis! Yes, appendicitis!" he answered very quickly which raised Yibo's eyebrows.

Zhan quickly got down from the counter and picked up the clothes and started to get dressed. Yibo grabbed the shorts from his hand.

"Let's make it to your bedroom, sweetheart," Yibo said amusedly. "We didn't get it there."