In the world of utter darkness, blooms a musical prodigy. To the world he was a maestro, yet he himself was wrapped away from the worldly being. He was Xiao Zhan.
Innocence and purity was one, Wang Yibo was known for. Singing was his passion and so...
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Your name is a moan, Your heat is electric, If I now burn, Let the it be with our last kiss.
The arousing thoughts, The salaciousness, Your aphrodisiac scent, All inbetween the sheets.
My name you plead, You bite, I bleed, Red is our colour, As the darkness, Precedes.
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Wang Yibo's POV:
"We're here" I whisper as his hand bands against my waist. With slow yet firm steps, he pushes me against the bed. Crawling over me, his one knee between my crotch and the other by my waist.
My head thumps against the pillow and he ravages my mouth. Slow, precise, seductive I moan. My hand rakes against his hair and I pull him even closer to me.
The sensation is overwhelming and we break our kiss for some much needed air.
"Tell me you want this Bo Di!" He bites my chin and I give him more access.
"Zhan Ge" I moan "eat me" and he growls. His fingers trail down to the hem of my t-shirt. Pulling me up, he swoops them out. His nails trail my chest and when they find my nipples, he pinches them. I arch and seek for more.
"Oh you like that?" he grins, his mouth finds the other bud and bites them. Oh sweet universe, I see the moon and stars behind my close lids.
"Bo Di" he growls and my hands seek to remove his shirt. Looking at his gloriously naked torso, my mouth salivates and I pull him for a kiss again.
