After he said this, Huo Ranyin stared at Ji Xun, his gaze unwavering. The words hidden in the deepest part of his heart had been forced out. Now, he was waiting for Ji Xun’s answer.
The long wait made a tremor rise in Huo Ranyin’s body.
Fear seized him. Everything external came to a standstill.
Time, sound, Ji Xun’s movements.
But everything internal began to boil again.
His blood, his organs, were all as if being roasted on an iron plate. Every second was excruciating.
Until Ji Xun leaned in and kissed his eyelashes.
A very light, very long, and lingering kiss.
This kiss seemed to pass through the surface of his body, kissing his insides, his boiling blood, his burning organs, his wildly beating heart… slowly, gently, soothing all the unease and anxiety.
“That’s because you, the suspect, cunningly wrapped your true heart in lies. Your trick was too clever. You led my reason astray and turned me into a muddled detective,” Ji Xun said self-deprecatingly. “So muddled that I couldn’t distinguish between sincerity and falsehood, only finding the truth now.”
He picked up Huo Ranyin, placed him on the bed, then turned back to the window. He pulled the wine-red velvet curtains shut with a whoosh, completely covering the window, making the watery night outside and the shimmering, floating neon lights all disappear.
It also made the world disappear outside of them, and them disappear into the world.
Ji Xun turned back and returned to Huo Ranyin’s side.
Huo Ranyin was silent for a long time, then suddenly, a corner of his mouth lifted.
“Mm, this time you spoke a bit better. At least it doesn’t sound like an awards ceremony speech.” He smiled with a wicked sense of humor, repeating the name Ji Xun had just used, “…Muddled detective.”
“The muddled detective is very clear-headed now,” Ji Xun teased. “Not so easy to fool anymore.”
“Oh—” Huo Ranyin drew out the sound as if in mockery. He tugged at his collar, first looking at Ji Xun, then at the table where the things he had just bought were. “So, shall we? Everything’s ready anyway. The atmosphere is so good, it would be a shame not to do it.”
Huo Ranyin’s face was still a picture of casual nonchalance, but while seeing his indifferent expression, Ji Xun also saw the hand Huo Ranyin had placed on the mattress. That hand was slightly curled, the knuckles white.
Huo Ranyin was nervous.
The two were actually intimate enough already, having long possessed each other.
But Huo Ranyin was still nervous.
This nervousness was hidden beneath his composed exterior and his stoic, silent heart.
Today, he should indeed be nervous.
Ji Xun was also a little nervous, because today was different from the past, different from any other time.
So his attitude was also not entirely the same as in the past.
He suddenly brought up something: “When you came into my room tonight and talked to me, did you secretly snuggle up to me?”
“…” Huo Ranyin.
“How did you snuggle then, cheek to cheek…?”
As Ji Xun spoke, his cheek pressed against Huo Ranyin’s. He felt the other’s cheek stiffen slightly, as if he were clenching his jaw.
“Or was it forehead to forehead?”
Ji Xun asked again. He shifted slightly, pressing his forehead against Huo Ranyin’s, and left a mischievous bite mark on the tip of Huo Ranyin’s straight nose.
“…You,” Huo Ranyin almost couldn’t hold back his voice.
But it wasn’t over yet.
Ji Xun teased, “Actually, compared to those two, Huo Ranyin, I’d rather press my body tightly against yours, so tight there’s not a single gap. That counts as snuggling, right?”
“Are you done playing? If you want to start, then start. Why so much nonsense? Are you really not up for it?” Huo Ranyin taunted.
Ji Xun was not provoked by Huo Ranyin.
“I already said I’m not easy to fool anymore. You’re still habitually putting on an act. You’re clearly just afraid you’ll lose control if I keep talking, but you refuse to admit it,” Ji Xun said slowly.
“…” Huo Ranyin. “That’s because you…”
“What about me?”
“You…” Huo Ranyin’s throat tightened. He had already admitted defeat in his heart, but his mouth would never surrender. “…are not trying hard enough.”
“Then tonight, I’ll let you see my effort,” Ji Xun replied, suppressing a laugh.
Though he said this, he didn’t lean down. Instead, he propped himself up, creating some space.
He seemed to be smiling, but he was actually serious.
He looked at Huo Ranyin seriously.
“Huo Ranyin…” Ji Xun called, his voice seeming to come not from his throat, but from his lungs, from his heart, and was therefore deep and resonant. “I still need to tell you clearly. I want to hold you, to possess you, not for any other reason, but simply because…”
“I like you.”
Boom—
It was as if a small, dormant volcano had suddenly erupted in Huo Ranyin’s mind, turning all his reason into rubble and debris.
Without reason, the human body can only be controlled by instinct.
Before Huo Ranyin could come to his senses, he had already wrapped himself around Ji Xun, locked in a passionate kiss. Their lips and teeth met, tongues intertwined, saliva exchanged… they kissed each other so greedily it was as if they wanted to swallow the other whole.
Then, just before they were about to perish together from lack of oxygen, Ji Xun was the first to end the kiss.
He took a long, deep breath and looked down at Huo Ranyin.
Huo Ranyin’s cheeks were flushed, his mind dazed.
He placed a feather-light kiss on Huo Ranyin’s glistening eyes. Then, he began to undress Huo Ranyin—jacket, pants, sweater, shirt—one by one, the clothes that separated them fell to the edge of the bed and the floor.
The body beneath the clothes was revealed.
Ji Xun saw a pale and beautiful body, a masterpiece created by a sculptor who had poured all his energy into it.
It was like a work of art.
Not a work of art to be viewed casually through glass, but one that could be held in the hand, embraced, and kissed wantonly.
When this realization flashed clearly in his mind, Ji Xun almost lost control.
But soon, beyond desire, another will—one of appreciation for Huo Ranyin’s body—took over his mind.
He wanted to adorn this beautiful body, to make it even more vibrant and captivating.
He fetched the flower petals from the table.
During the brief moment he was away, he noticed Huo Ranyin’s eyelashes flutter. His dazed eyes seemed to gather some clarity. By then, Ji Xun had already sprinkled the rose petals over Huo Ranyin’s body.
The petals, large and small, were a rain of deep and light red.
The red rain fell on the jade-like body, brewing a deep red dream.
His fingers caressed the body through the rose petals. He felt the tremors on Huo Ranyin’s body, a light shiver carrying heat, a feeling of life about to bloom.
His sigh escaped, praise so easily spoken:
“So beautiful.”
“…”
“I just don’t know how to start painting,” Ji Xun said with a slight smile. “My painting skills aren’t very good. I wonder if I can use fruit juice to draw a rose on your heart.”
“Fuck…” Huo Ranyin cursed under his breath, but before the words were out, Ji Xun sealed his lips with his finger.
Ji Xun’s hand was stained with a purplish-red liquid.
It was the juice of a dragon fruit.
He spoke humbly, but in reality, he had already prepared everything. In that short time he was away, he had not only grabbed the roses but also the dragon fruit.
He smeared the juice on Huo Ranyin’s lips, and those already rosy lips seemed to be coated with another layer of alluring glaze.
Wild fruit juice and red petals turned Huo Ranyin’s already enticing body into a gluttonous feast.
With juice on his hand, he blew gently, scattering a few rose petals from Huo Ranyin’s chest. Then, with his finger, he lightly sketched a budding rose that instantly appeared on Huo Ranyin’s chest.
“Not bad.”
Ji Xun was slightly satisfied with his handiwork, but he quickly became troubled:
“But there’s no mirror now, so you can’t see my work… How about this, I’ll kiss this rose away, so you can feel the flower being born and disappearing on your body?”
Ji Xun joked, leaning down, using his lips as a hand to carefully touch this wonderful body.
The pale skin was stained crimson by the petals and wild fruit juice. The hard muscles became soft and elastic with passion. He kissed the protrusion on Huo Ranyin’s chest, like a fruit finally ripened under the watering of flowers and water, then kissed the desire between the man’s legs. This desire was already unbearably erect, the tip secreting a transparent, viscous fluid.
It represented not only the man’s uninhibited body, but also his uninhibited heart.
“Enough… enough,” Huo Ranyin’s mouth was dry, and he could barely lie flat on the bed anymore.
“Just a little more, I haven’t kissed it all away yet,” Ji Xun pointed out.
“You’re clearly doing this on purpose…!” Huo Ranyin said, flustered and annoyed. “Can’t you just get to the point…!”
“Why the rush? We agreed, we have the whole night, until I have to go to work tomorrow.”
“Because…” Huo Ranyin’s throat tightened. Soon, he cursed again, looking directly at Ji Xun, challenging him:
“Because I want you inside me, to pierce me, to possess me!”
The moment Huo Ranyin spoke, Ji Xun had already reached out to hold his long legs.
Huo Ranyin’s long, firm legs lost the strength to resist at this moment, or perhaps they never intended to resist. He obediently allowed Ji Xun’s hands to part them, revealing the shy place usually hidden.
The honeyed opening, hidden between his firm buttocks, seemed to have become familiar with previous entries. It trembled under Ji Xun’s gaze like a flower bud, then nervously, shyly, twitched and released a little wet fluid.
Ji Xun’s fingers easily slipped into this soft place, slowly stretching it.
“Ngh…” A small, light moan escaped Huo Ranyin’s lips, uncontrolled by his will.
But when Ji Xun looked up, Huo Ranyin had already raised his arm to cover his face.
As his petal-covered arm moved, the flowers and juice scattered, leaving crisscrossing marks on his fair skin, as if Huo Ranyin had been brutally ravaged.
Ji Xun watched this with appreciation. Then, he withdrew his fingers that had softened the inner walls and pressed his already erect desire against the slightly open entrance.
“No condom,” Ji Xun said in a low voice. “Is that okay?”
How could a hotel not have condoms? Even if Huo Ranyin’s mind had been corroded by the heat wave to a mere speck, even if his body was spasming in response to the massive desire pressing against his entrance, this lie was still underestimating his intelligence. But before he could speak, he heard Ji Xun say:
“I don’t want to use a condom… I want to be with you, truly and completely. Is that okay?”
Huo Ranyin didn’t want to answer.
But still, a voice, not quite his own, slipped out from between his teeth.
“…Mmm.”
He was startled by his own weak voice, feeling it wasn’t him at all. He immediately forced himself to add:
“Ji Xun, you’re too slow… Ha!”
With the master’s consent, Ji Xun plunged right in.
The writhing intestinal walls immediately wrapped around the foreign object, layer upon layer. A searing heat enveloped him. He felt as if he had blindly rushed into the deepest part of a flower’s core.
He sucked in a breath, his hands on Huo Ranyin’s waist tightening unconsciously, leaving red marks on his skin.
He noticed Huo Ranyin’s body was also tense.
Although they had done it before, it was too few times. This body was not yet completely used to him…
He moved slowly. After the initial tightness, Huo Ranyin’s body gradually softened. More fluid was secreted where they were joined, acting as a lubricant. As he thrusted, he only heard a few gurgling water sounds…
“Oh!”
Huo Ranyin suddenly let out a gasp of surprise.
His member, deep inside the other’s body, had touched that spot.
Ji Xun adjusted his position, lifting Huo Ranyin’s waist and legs higher. His widely spread legs could no longer hide anything. Huo Ranyin saw his own desire… erect like a pillar… swaying with Ji Xun’s thrusts, already red and painfully swollen without any caress, already on the verge of its limit…
But things were far from over; they had only just begun.
After the initial slow adaptation, Ji Xun had firmly grasped every nerve in Huo Ranyin’s body. The pe-nis buried in the other’s body hit the deepest part of Huo Ranyin’s body with every thrust. He greedily explored this place, as if exploring the soul hidden within Huo Ranyin’s body.
His abdomen brushed against the tip of the other’s desire, and each time he could feel the tremor of that desire. Pleasure was washing over Huo Ranyin’s body, making him unable to bear it, trembling in waves.
“…Slow…”
“What?” Ji Xun deliberately pretended not to hear, asking him slowly.
“Slow… slower… ha…” Huo Ranyin couldn’t take it anymore. His body was covered in red cloud-like marks, and the fluid seeping from the tip had already drenched the shaft. “Are you in a hurry… to be reincarnated?!”
“Alright, whatever you say.” Ji Xun leaned close to his ear, coaxing him softly, “I’ll be slower…”
He was lying. In the instant Huo Ranyin’s spirit relaxed slightly, he withdrew his penis, then heavily, fiercely, slammed it back into the most sensitive spot in the other’s body.
Completely unguarded, the dam of desire broke.
The semen accumulated in the shaft shot out.
Huo Ranyin’s vision went white. It was as if he had entered a silent, pure white space, unable to regain his senses for a long time. His body at this moment was so sensitive it seemed unable to bear even the air… then he felt something touching his face… Ji Xun’s lips brushed past his, then fell in a fine, dense shower on his face, his body.
Strength seemed to return to his body with Ji Xun’s kisses. His fingers twitched slightly, he didn’t know what he had touched, but he felt the large object buried in his body move and stir within him.
He let out a moan that was almost a sob.
“Ji Xun…”
Ji Xun kissed away a tear that fell from the corner of Huo Ranyin’s eye.
The other’s wet eyes looked at him dazedly. The pure black pupils, at a glance, seemed like a stubborn remnant of Huo Ranyin’s defiance… but it wasn’t. All that was left was dependence and trust.
With the tip of his tongue, stained with Huo Ranyin’s tears, he licked the corner of his mouth.
He picked up Huo Ranyin and made him lie face down on the bed.
From behind, once again, he entered Huo Ranyin deeply.
This position allowed them to fit together perfectly.
Broken moans came intermittently from under the black hair-covered cheeks. Ji Xun held Huo Ranyin’s hand and whispered in his ear, “I really don’t understand… you’re so sensitive, why are you always so confident that you can control everything once you’re in bed…”
“You have no idea…” his voice tightened, he took a breath, “how… alluring… you are like this…”
“You, covered in rose petals, you, stained with the juice of fruit… I want to fill your body with juice, I want to taste you with the juice…”
It was too strange.
Huo Ranyin could no longer control his body.
His body seemed to be completely moved by Ji Xun’s hands, Ji Xun’s desire… even Ji Xun’s voice.
He felt his body had truly become a vessel, beginning to hold that sweet juice. The sweet juice filled him, and then he, holding the juice, was savored by another person…
“Ji, Ji Xun, no, that’s enough…”
At first, he knew what he was saying, but soon, he lost his senses in the hazy heat. His soul almost floated out of his body, watching a completely unfamiliar self cry, beg for mercy, and then be held tightly by Ji Xun’s hand, dragged back by waves of desire, one higher than the next…
Ji Xun held onto Huo Ranyin, not relaxing for a moment. He thrust in heavily, to the end of Huo Ranyin’s body, to the place of Huo Ranyin’s soul.
