Secret Love Nest

Leaving Home

I am being extra clingy today.

Qing and I will both leave Beijing for our respective location shootings. We will be separated for at least eight days straight. Ah my bleeding heart.

It's not like this will be the first time that we will be in different places. That happened before. I guess I am just worrying that we will both leave our home empty for days.

Me: (pouting) Who will water our plants?

Qing: Nature. It usually rain in the afternoon and evening, the plants will be okay in the balcony.

Me: What about the perishable items in our fridge?

Qing: I already disposed most of them. Those that will rot in the days that we will be gone. You will come back earlier than me, you can clean the fridge when you get back to satisfy your OCD.

Me: What about our dirty clothes that I can't wash?

Qing: I already sent them to the housekeeping department of the building. I instruct them to hold it until one of us can pick them up personally.

Me: But what about...

Qing: Dayu, stop worrying about the house. It will be fine. Our home is secured.

I pouted at him. He smiled indulgently at me like he finds me cute or something.

Qing: Should I say it first?

Me: What?

Qing: I will miss you.

I stared at him, my heart swelling with love for him. He really knew me. He knew I am going crazy, not because of the house but because I will miss him terribly.

I hop and climb him like I am a monkey and he is my favorite tree. My legs and arms going around his neck and waist like I am an octupos. Qing clasps his hands together under my ass to support me.

I lean down to kiss him. He opens his mouth to let my tongue in and he sucked it in. Both of us tasting each other. We kissed until we needed oxygen, then kiss again after taking a breath.

He spun me around to put me against the wall then pin me there with his body, his chest on my upper body, legs slightly apart for balance, his arms holding me prisoner.

Qing: Should we fuck like this?

Me: (too busy showering his face and neck with kisses to answer)

Qing: I'll take that as a yes.

Me: (stopping) My flight will leave in five hours.

Qing: So? That's enough time for me to fuck you at least ten times.

Me: (snorting) Stop exaggerating. Let's be realistic. Let's go with three times.

Qing: Whatever...

The next moment we became busy shucking each other's clothes from our body down on the floor of our living room. Can't be bothered to go back to our bedroom where our supplies (you know, lubricants and toys) can be found.

So imagine my shock when I saw Qing, on top of me, rummaging inside the cabinet near the sofa and coming out with a lubricant is his hand.

Me: (scandalized) Why do we have lube in the living room?!

Qing: (frowning down at me) For situations like this. You mean you don't know? I stashed lubes in almost every part of our house.

Me: (even more scandalized) Why would you do that?!

Qing: (in a matter of fact tone) Cause I hate having sex without enough lube.

Me: But we have lube in our room!

Qing: Dayu, 75% of the time, we have sex in different part of our house instead of our room. It's such a waste of time to stop what we are doing just to go to our bedroom for some lube.

Me: But the last time we had sex in the kitchen, you let me use butter on you. Why didn't you point out where the lube is in our kitchen.

Qing: We were both drunk that time. My mind was muddled and I was so horny all I could think about was to come. Happy now? (Shaking the tube of lube) Can we continue?

Me: (thinking for a second) Yes, we can continue.

And continue we did, for three times! After mauling me, Qing lay on our carpeted floor letting me slump on his chest.

Me: (still stunned) Lube all over our house. You are scary. What if someone else saw them? Your mom! Or worse, my mom!

Our mothers are our diligent visitors in our home. When Qing's mom had business near our place, she made it a point to come visit us. My mom, if she had time to come to Beijing, she will contact me to warn me that she will come to see us.

Qing: What made you think they haven't seen them yet?

Me: (looked at him, wishing he is joking) T-they saw it already?

Qing: (smile full of mischief) Don't worry, your mom had no idea it's lube she was holding.

I froze at that. My blood turning into ice.

Qing: (ignoring me) While my mom is satisfied that I still use the brand she recommended to me. Aren't they cool?

Me: Wang Qing! I will kill you!

I lunged at him to put my hand on his neck but he just captured my wrists to stop me. Laughing hard.

After playing tug for a bit, we reluctantly stood up to take a shower. I checked my luggages to see if I have everything I will possibly need while in location. Then I took some time to check his luggages too.

Qing's flight will come three hours after mine. Even if we wanted to come to the airport together (he is willing to wait for his flight there at the airport) we can't be seen together. So we decided to say our goodbyes at the door.

Qing hugged me tight. I hugged him back tightly.

Qing: It's just for a few days. We will be together again soon.

I don't know if he is trying to convince me or himself. Either way, we both knew that every time we leave the house separately, it is hard for the both of us.

Me: (finally giving him an answer) I will miss you too. Be careful there Qing ah.

Qing: (hugging me tighter, if that is even possible) I will. You be careful too my Little Squirrel.

We let go of each other. I nodded. He lean to kiss my forehead. I close my eyes. When I open them again I saw him, smiling at me. With love plainly in his eyes.

I left our home feeling good.