Guardian Chinese bl Novel fanfic

ch15. Yet Again..

Zhao wakes up early in the next morning, after a deep and relaxing sleep, he slowly gets up from the bed hoping his movement would not woke Shen, who sleeps soundly in the sheets, looking beautiful as a shaft of sunlight caresses his face.

Shen, sweet and lovely, last night he had one small drink with Zhao, and less than an hour he fell asleep; leaving Zhao, who was hoping for some bed shaking, frustrated.

Zhao looks at him, admiring him, it seems strange to see him oversleeping, he is noticing him more closely now, in ways he never stopped to see before, He whispers "when you wake up I'll make love to you", and kisses his heavenly lips softly.

Zhao moves to the kitchen, decided to cook. He smiles at the thought of Shen waking up to a hot breakfast.

Later on, Shen wakes up with clattering noise in the kitchen, he suddenly sits up with startled look on his face. He stands just outside the kitchen looking at Zhao.

"Good morning sunshine" Zhao says smiling at him.

"Morning... how long was I sleeping?"

"I don't konw" Zhao says with a shrug "all night... I am making breakfast" he says with a grin "come and sit down".

In the kitchen, Zhao is trying to make breakfast, he had found a frying pan and busted a bunch of eggs into it, and he is in the process of burning the shit out of them.

"What are you doing?" Shen says looking at the mess he is making, he could see the chunks of egg shells in the eggs, he is stirring them with a spoon.

"This is harder than I thought" Zhao says "how do you get the eggs to go to pan without making them all smashed?"

Shen silently opens the window to let out the burned egg stink. "let me do it" so he turns down the flame, & tries to remove the shell fragments, then scraps the eggs into two plates, it doesn't look good, actually it looks really really bad. But Shen never complains.

Shortly after, Zhao habitually starts smoking, staring at the busying Shen in the kitchen; he looked lovely in his white shirt and black pants, it shows off his fine shoulders and figure in a way that arouse admiration in him more than desire.

Shen is silent, he may ,to an outsider, look like he is intensely focused on cleaning. But Zhao knows he is thinking, holding off whatever is bothering him.

Zhao puts out the cigarette in the ashtray, slowly walks up, leaning to the counter behind him, "you okay?"

Shen jerks his head up out of his deep thoughts and looks back at him for a few seconds and just smiles, and turns back to his doings.

After a while Zhao asks "Why the deep thoughts?... Is it because the dinner with my parents?"

Shen is stunned, his hands stops moving, he takes a deep breath still his back facing Zhao, and silently nods his approval.

"Its not the first time you meeting them!".

"But..." shen finally mumbles "this time is different, it's.... "

"......."  Zhao moves closer, takes hold of him; he grown tired of not being able to read his face, his eyes. Slowly turning Shen around until at last he is facing him.

"What? Because I came out to them!" Zhao says looking deep into his eyes "You dont have to worry, I'll take care of my parents... and...." Zhao slowly pulls him even closer, until his breath, warm and light, whispers against Shen's lips "...and you take care of me".

Shen couldn't breathe, much less speak, his eyes involuntarily fluttered closed, without conscious thought he parted his lips; praying, hoping for a sweet kiss from this glorious man, who had haunted his dreams.

Ever since the night they had sex, and Shen didn't want to repeat the situation, and avoided it at any cost, a simple kiss on the cheek was all ever he gave, fearing anything else would accelerate into something more.

Seconds passed, to Shen it seems longer, like hours, days even. And then he felt it. The tender touch of Zhao's lips, and a thousand nerve endings converge to this single spot.

Zhao pauses half inch away, & opens his eyes, and stares at Shen, watching his face, his closed eyes & parted lips. He smiles and takes a step back.

He moves as if to back away. But then, Shen's hand comes up, wrapped around his waist and pulls him back, his mouth crash down upon Zhao's so hard, so that he could not cry out, nor barely breath.

All he know is he needs him right now, and he is going to hold him, &  love him.

Today his ability to resist him has proven so weak.  In fact, Why has Shen ever think that he has a chance of resisting this man???

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To be continued
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Hello everybody...
am sorry sorry very sorry for the very late update..

I need to remind you this story based on the original novel, I can add minor events but not major ones.
There is a delay in the original update, so am stuck also, I can't write without knowing the original plot line.

And again this is not a story, there is no plot here, am focusing only on the fun, hot moments.
Maybe you will get bored to some point. I'll try to make it interesting.

Thank you thank you so much for supporting and reading my ff.
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