BL ONESHOTS NO.5

¹⁰⁴⁰🥵Tan xFang

Not requested, just thought the person who requested the last would appreciate this story.

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"You're taking forever in there," Tan called out playfully, tapping his foot against the bathroom door. The warm, misty air seeped into the hallway, hinting at Fang's freshly showered state.

Fang's muffled laughter echoed through the wood, followed by the sound of the shower being turned off. "I'm coming, babe," he shouted back, his voice still a bit shaky from the hot water.

"Hurry up," Tan teased, leaning against the wall with his arms folded over his bare chest. His shorts clung slightly to his damp skin, hinting at the urgency growing beneath them.

The door creaked open, and Fang emerged, wrapping a towel around his waist. His hair was still damp, droplets of water sliding down his toned shoulders and chest. He was a vision of masculine beauty, and Tan's heart skipped a beat at the sight of him.

"You're always so impatient," Fang chuckled, stepping closer and planting a wet kiss on Tan's cheek. The scent of minty body wash mixed with the faint aroma of the shower's steam filled the air between them.

Tan's eyes trailed down Fang's body, admiring the way the towel was precariously tied. "I've got a surprise for you," he murmured, his voice dropping to a seductive purr.

Fang's eyes sparkled with curiosity as he looked up at his boyfriend. "Oh? Do tell," he said, cocking his head to the side.

Tan took a deep breath, his eyes never leaving Fang's. "I want to do something special for us tonight," he said, his voice thick with desire. "Something that will make us feel closer than ever."

The anticipation hung in the air like a thick fog, as Fang felt his heart race. He had no idea what Tan had planned, but he knew it was going to be good. Very good.

With a coy smile, Fang stepped closer, letting the towel drop to the floor. He was already hardening at the thought of what was to come. "I'm all yours," he whispered, taking Tan's hand and leading him back into the steamy bathroom.

The tiles felt cool under their bare feet as they stepped into the room. The mirrors were fogged up, giving the space a mysterious, intimate glow. Fang turned around to face Tan, his eyes full of love and lust.

Tan reached out and traced a finger down Fang's spine, watching as goosebumps rose in its wake. "Turn around," he instructed softly.

Fang did as he was told, his breath hitching as Tan untied the belt of his robe. It fell open, revealing his firm ass and the tight muscles of his back.

"You're so beautiful," Tan murmured, his hands moving to caress the soft, wet skin. "I want to worship every inch of you."

Fang felt his knees wobble slightly as Tan's fingers danced over his skin. He leaned back into the touch, craving more. "Then what are you waiting for?" he whispered, his voice thick with need.

With a smoldering gaze, Tan stepped closer, pressing his body against Fang's. He could feel the heat radiating from the other man's skin, and he knew that Fang was just as eager as he was.

Slowly, Tan bent down, his hands sliding over Fang's hips and down to his thighs. He kissed the base of Fang's neck, feeling the shiver that ran through his body.

"Spread your legs," Tan ordered, his voice firm but gentle.

Fang complied, his legs trembling with anticipation. He felt Tan's breath against his skin, hot and moist, as Tan kissed his way down his spine.

And with that, the evening's intimate dance began, a passionate exploration that would take them both to new heights of pleasure.

Tan's mouth watered as he took in the sight of Fang's glistening body. He kissed along the line of Fang's spine, feeling the other man's pulse quicken beneath his lips. His hands wandered lower, cupping Fang's firm ass cheeks and giving them a gentle squeeze. Fang leaned into the touch, his breath coming in short gasps as Tan's fingers inched closer to his wet, puckered hole.