Lust desire

Knock! Knock!

Only Zixin threw his Irish to the doorside but failed to see the door since his hair was still in Yuxuan's fist.

"Zixin, are you awake? Zixin,"

His mother knocked on the door, calling for him.

"Y-yes, mom," he replied, stuttering.

"Come down for breakfast before it cools," she informed them.

Hearing her footsteps going downstairs, Zixin felt Yuxuan's grip slack. He quickly jumped out of bed and sprinted into the restroom, shouting, "I'm in urgent need, Yuxuan!"

Inhaling the hottest, raging breath, Yuxuan pierced at the slammed restroom door. He exhaled before grumbling, "Avoiding to answer?"

Inside the restroom, Zixin was leaning over the door, huffing and puffing continuously.

"Thank God, I esc-"

The door banged open, and Zixin got pushed in front. Before he could turn to look at Yuxuan, Yuxuan dragged him by his hair and pinned him to the wall.

Both of them were naked, which caused Zixin to feel discomfort while standing still, while Yuxuan was so close that he could go inside him.

"If you don't want to tell me about that, let me give you divorce," Yuxuan warned, pressing his palm against Zixin's lower neck.

Zixin was appalled in no time. "Hey, why do you talk like this for that worthless matter?"

"If that was nothing, why do you avoid answering me?" asked Yuxuan.

A helpless sigh escaped Zixin's lips. He decided to explain since Yuxuan was acting a bit aggressive.

"I accidentally hit the wolf god; he punished me for crossing the rule. Giving me great energy, he came with the condition that I couldn't use that to kill other wolves or any other living being." He looked at him with disappointment whirling eyes. "To put it simply, he gave me a great power out of all wolves, but if I use that in the fight, I will die."

Yuxuan loosened his pressure upon Zixin's lower neck. Dazed by Zixin's displeased expression, he asked, "That's why it felt like my soul drifted away from me?"

And he appeared to appreciate Zixin. "What kind of rule did you cross to get punished like this?"

Zixin froze as he was embarrassed, and a deep, rude voice reverberated in his mind: "Continue on my baby; it's so great! Ahh..."

A disapproval sigh, he gave. "It's the wolf's secret, Yuxuan. It can't be revealed to humans. Please understand! Everything can't be told."

Yuxuan narrowed his eyes, suspicion born, but soon his face was dead once he felt Zixin's hands rubbing his tick and face leaning front as a leering glare passionately glinting at his lips.

"Awhh.." Yuxuan's neck bent backwards as if he had drugs.

As his hand was down on Yuxuan's penis, he rubbed it invariably. Zixin whispered in his ear, "How about we bathe together?"

Yuxuan hugged him and dropped his head on his shoulder just when Zixin's scrapping went hectic. He even felt the jolting, squelching, and twitching movements of his tick and the pleasure of Zixin's scrapping create rapture, travelling all the way up to his head, causing him to feel more intoxicated.

Observing Yuxuan's trembling legs, Zixin stopped rubbing, carried him in his arms, and headed to the bathtub as Yuxuan gasped under his neck, who was still hugging him.

Half an hour later...

The clock struck 8:15.

Zixin was smooching behind Yuxuan's neck after dressing himself. Yuxuan, standing in front of the mirror with his upper body naked, dragged Zixin's hand to his front over his six-pack.

As the smooching sound eased his ear, he fixed his love wringing out his eyes at Zixin's lust-dancing desire. He pressed Zixin's palms against his stomach, turned his face to him, and hoarsed,

"I love you."

"Hmm,"

Zixin uttered, continued smooching his neck, and realising Yuxuan's face was not turned back to the mirror yet, he drove his lips to Yuxuan's corner of the mouth and offered a smooch there too as he pasted his palm over his stomach.

"I love you, Yuxuan."

With a blink, Yuxuan burst into a smile, turning to the mirror to reach out for his shirt. He handed it to Zixin. "Help me wear this,"

Imbedding a profound kiss on his front lower neck, Zixin got a hold of that shirt and helped him to wear it.

After breakfast...

Next to the car,

Zixin stood, holding Ehuang in his arms, watching Yuxuan say goodbye to his mother-in-law and father-in-law.

"Enough, get in!"

Zixin pulled him and shoved him to the front passenger seat car door. Turning to Yuxuan's parents, he bowed and politely announced his leave, "See you later, uncle, aunty."

"Bye, Mama, Papa, and my lovely sister," he said goodbye with a delightful smile, and he turned back to put Ehuang in Yuxuan's lap. He then moved to the driver's seat.

"I hate this rat!"

Yuxuan muttered under his breath as Ehuang grabbed his wrist, dragging it to the front and folding it across her stomach. "Hug me, mama!"

Her lustring baby voice bargained, but she wasn't in the mindset to leave his hand.

"Don't call me a mama!"

Yuxuan roared in her ear. She pouted and seemed somewhat discouraged. However, leaning over his chest tugged at her pleasant smile.

"Happy by sitting in Mama's lap?" with a smile, Zixin asked and stroked her hair, boosting her smile. On the other side, an aversion-tinged sigh twirled out of Yuxuan's mouth.

"He is jealous of Ehuang," Zixin's sister whispered to her mother a little loudly. Helplessly, everyone busted into a chuckle at them.

Thereafter, waving hands one last at their parents, the car left the mansion.

As Zixin drove the car, Yuxuan casually browsed his glances from Zixin's muscle design to the bulging nerves in his forearm and, lastly, to his long fingers, which were clenching the steering wheel handsomely.

Recalling whatever his lips tasted yesterday night, he remarked to himself, "I didn't get a taste of it yet."

With a gulp, he switched his glance to Ehuang, who was dropping her head on his chest and pulling back, doing it frequently as she enjoyed getting a touch of his chest.

"I need to divert her first," he affirmed himself, throwing daze back to Zixin's calm hand. "Only then can I do it now; otherwise, it will take an evening to reach for it."