After Yibo had told him all the news and Zhan had had time to process it a little, it seemed to Zhan that there was something else Yibo wanted to tell him, but hadn't dared to yet. "Was that all? Or is there something else you want to tell me?" He finally asked him.
Yibo moved closer to Zhan, took his hands and stroked them gently with his thumbs. "Well, yes. There is indeed something else."
"And what?" Zhan wondered what it could be. Because Yibo suddenly looked very nervous.
"It's about Youn."
"Yes? And?"
"Well, yeah. He asked me today when we would finally do something together again. I told him that I didn't want to go out because I wanted to stay with you. And after a bit of back and forth, I got the idea that I could ask you if we can let him come here."
"So him coming here and you guys spending some time together?"
"Not just him and me. But you too. And maybe his boyfriend Wooseok. Which would be good if he came along. Then you can get to know both of them and we could ask Wooseok if he could decrypt the data on the USB stick for us."
"Mhhh. I think it's a good idea if they both come here."
"Yes, really?"
"Yes, Yibo. Mainly because then you'll stay by my side and I won't be alone in the evening hahaha. But also because you're right. That way I can get to know Wooseok and then decide for myself whether I trust him enough to give him the USB stick."
"Exactly." Yibo said, grinning and leaning forward to give Zhan a kiss. At first it was just a little kiss. But then Yibo sighed, grabbed Zhan's cheeks, pulled his face towards him and kissed him with an intensity that he would never have believed himself to be capable of and that made it difficult for both of them to stop. And so at some point they were both lying on the sofa, Yibo on top of Zhan, kissing each other passionately and Yibo slipped his hand under Zhan's shirt, caressing his bare chest and stomach and feeling how much it excited him to touch Zhan like that.
And Yibo also felt that Zhan was turned on too. They rubbed their lower bodies together, moaning and forgetting everything around them for a moment, until they were suddenly interrupted by a ring at the door. "Damn it!" Yibo cursed angrily, unwilling to let go of Zhan. He wanted more. Wanted to keep going. More of Zhan and his sweet-tasting lips. To feel his warm, soft skin. To feel Zhan's erect cock against his own.
Finally, however, Yibo stood up, covered Zhan with a woolen blanket that lay on the back of the sofa, as if he had to protect Zhan from the eyes of others, and walked to the door. He picked up the intercom and asked, "Hello?"
"Hello, this is Agent Fang." Yibo heard and pressed the door opener. Turning to Zhan, he said, "It's Agent Fang. One of the head bosses!"
Zhan sat up, straightened his clothes and hair, folded the woolen blanket back up and put it aside and asked, "What does he want here?"
"No idea." Yibo said, looking through the peephole. When Agent Fang was visible, Yibo opened the door and let him into the apartment.
Agent Fang entered the living room, took a closer look at Zhan and then Yibo, saw their red faces, slightly swollen lips and asked, "Did you guys eat hot pot?"
Yibo and Zhan looked at each other in confusion and then Zhan realized why Agent Fang must have thought that. Because he saw Yibo's face and swollen lips now too. "Yes, but unfortunately there's nothing left." Zhan replied hastily. With a glance at Yibo, he saw that Yibo also understood.
"I wasn't hungry anyway. So I just wanted to interrupt you for a moment. It's about the bodies that were found in the forest. I assume Agent Wang has already informed you about what we know so far?" Agent Fang said after sitting down in an armchair.
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Dark Purple Rose [YiZhan FF]
FanfictionXiao Zhan is a 26-year-old self-employed graphic designer who unexpectedly gets into trouble when a mysterious rich businesswoman enters his life and develops an interest in him that he neither could nor wanted to return. But that doesn't stop her f...