One-Shots and Short Stories

Unintended Consequences - Part 1

Wang YiBo, idol, rapper, dancer... now an actor.  An accomplished man in his youth, yet here he was, nervous as fuck as he prepared for the upcoming scene.  To say he wasn't anticipating this one scene would be ludicrous.  He'd been waiting forever to get his hands on the delectable Xiao Zhan.  A love scene... and also the final shoot.

His body hummed with just the mere thought of caressing Xiao Zhan's body, of kissing his luscious lips, or licking that enticing mole playing peek-a-boo from beneath his lower lip.  Fuck!  He needed to get a hold of himself.  Breathing deeply, he worked on taming his erection, although, it's not like anyone could see it under the multiple layers of robes he had on.

The two had met several years ago when Xiao Zhan's band, X-Nine, was a guest on a reality show that he was a co-host.  Ever since that first meeting, YiBo had had a huge crush on the older man, even going so far as to audition for the role of Lan WangJi when he'd heard the man was the other main lead.  And the novel... YiBo couldn't believe his luck.  A fucking boy love novel, and he was going to play the role of Wei WuXian's lover.

Though the two had become good friends during the shooting of The Untamed, YiBo wanted more.  Much more.  Today would tell him whether or not to pursue a relationship with Xiao Zhan.

He watched the crew set up for the shoot, waiting impatiently for a glimpse of Xiao Zhan.  YiBo hadn't spoken to the older man since he had left for a fan meet two days ago.  He missed him.  So much so that his heart was already racing with a joy he'd never felt with anyone else.  But there was a desperation in his heart that made him anxious.  It was now or never.  Either he confessed his feelings or remained silent forever.

A commotion interrupted his musings and he shifted his head slightly towards the doorway.  Xiao Zhan!  The man himself.  YiBo found himself swallowing hard and had to force his body not to get up and greet Xiao Zhan.  Fearing that if he did, he'd blurt out his love for him and that wouldn't do at all.  What he wanted to say was private.  And so, he stayed where he was and played with his sword, pulling it out, then pushing it roughly back into its sheath.  In.  Out.  In.  Out. 

Suddenly, his thoughts turned sexual and all he could think about was sheathing himself inside Xiao Zhan's body.  The erotic images bombarded his senses and he felt the stirrings of arousal hit him, his shaft hardening painfully.  As he sat there, engrossed in the sensation rushing to his groin—and willing his erection to go down... again—a hand grabbed his shoulder in a tight grip, causing him to jump at the sudden touch.

"Wang Lao Shi!"  Xiao Zhan shouted next to YiBo's ears.  "Did you miss me?"    

YiBo whipped his head around, unaware of how close he was to his crush.  When he felt Xiao Zhan's hot breath fanning his cheek, he almost moaned, almost leaned in to brush his mouth against the tantalizing lips that beckoned him with every smile. 

Licking his lips, he tore his gaze from the mole and forced himself to smile, but it was so hard.  His alluring eyes seducing him, making him want.  Need.  Ached.  "Of course!  Who wouldn't I miss Xiao Lao Shi!  It was boring with you gone!"  And lonely. 

Xiao Zhan smiled, sadness flickering in his eyes for a split second before it disappeared.  He sat next to YiBo, their shoulders touching.  Turning to look at the crew, he sighed and said rather wistfully, "So, this is it.  The final scene.  The last shoot for the drama.  I'm going to miss all of you."  He turned to face YiBo and bumped his shoulder with the younger man.  "What about you?  Will you miss me, Wang Lao Shi?"

Of course, Zhan-ge!  He thought to himself, but he gave the man a lopsided smile and said, "Of course!"  Before he could say more, the director had called them over to discuss the scene.