His 'Coffee'

Chen Yi drilled Ling Xie until he fainted. Even though he wasn't yet satisfied, he had to restrain himself since it was their first time.

Ling Xie sprawled on the floor with his hands over his head and his legs wide open. Chen Yi's cum spilling from his hole as Chen Yi had came inside a "couple" of times that it overflowed. It was quite a sight.

Chen Yi was stiff again.

He closed his eyes to calm his raging emotions before he stoop down to carry Ling Xie's weightless body. He wrinkled his brows and decided he had to fatten him up a bit. 'He's too thin!'

He carried the unconscious Ling Xie towards his bedroom and laid him down carefully on his bed. Then he prepared the bath and came back to bring Ling Xie to the tub where it was overflowing with warm water.

Ling Xie's eyes fluttered a bit, waking up from being submerge in the water. He tried to open his eyes but was too exhausted to do so.

Chen Yi did not noticed as he climbed inside. He was about to start cleaning up Ling Xie when he found that there was a stubborn glass still intact on Ling Xie's face. He clearly remembered Ling Xie's words but how was he supposed to wash him thoroughly with the glasses in the way?

He slowly reached for it.

"Xie'er I'm taking it off." Cautiously, he asked.

Ling Xie felt his glasses being removed but he didn't say anything in protest. When he initiated the kiss earlier, he had already decided to give himself another chance at love.

Chen Yi could finally see Ling Xie's bare face. And the indecent thing between his legs shot up erect.

Ling Xie's face with the glasses was adorable. But he did not expect to see a seductive face without it.

He took a deep, deep breath to get himself to relax while Ling Xie was suppressing his laughter. Ling Xie just found himself a weapon to tease Chen Yi. 'Hmph don't think you'll have the other upper hand next time.' He was really looking forward to it.

Chen Yi glanced back at Ling Xie's face and caressed it tenderly. The more he looked, the more familiar it became.

He furrowed his brows in confusion and paused his fingers near the corner of Ling Xie's eyes. Why… Why do you look like Coffee, Xie'er? He visibly gulped, agitation creeping into his chest.

He was ashamed to admit that, despite being smitten with Ling Xie, lingering feelings for someone else still refused to fade. He had sworn to sever all ties and emotions after tonight. But now, he was left questioning—What is this?

Chen Yi's heart skipped a beat. With slightly trembling hands, he pushed aside Ling Xie's hair, fully revealing his face.

Coffee… My Xie'er is Coffee?!

A thunderous explosion echoed in his mind as he struggled to process the revelation.

How did Coffee become Ling Xie? Why is Coffee in my arms? No, no, no, this is Xie'er in my arms. But Xie'er looks like Coffee. Is he really Coffee?

Chen Yi's face darkened. He embraced Ling Xie tenderly, but in the process, his fingers accidentally brushed over Ling Xie's scar. The scar was smooth, with no bumps, but it was at least three inches long—and it shattered Chen Yi's heart.

Ling Xie had been awake throughout the entire ordeal. He couldn't understand why the atmosphere kept shifting from hot to cold and back again, but he was too exhausted to think about it.

Chen Yi eventually managed to clean him up, though it was done with great difficulty. It felt like torture.

Ling Xie's skin was too smooth and tender, and his seductive face didn't help at all. Chen Yi's rationality battled with his desire, both in the bathroom and even as he changed Ling Xie.

As soon as he tucked Ling Xie into bed, he rushed back to the bathroom to take care of himself.

Ling Xie peeked out from under the covers, a small smile playing on his lips as he watched the restless Chen Yi.

Chen Yi returned, refreshed, his hair still dripping wet. Ling Xie, still pretending to sleep, watched as Chen Yi quickly got dressed.

Ring—Ring—

Both Chen Yi and Ling Xie froze at the sound of Ling Xie's phone ringing.

Without hesitation, Chen Yi picked it up. At the same time, Ling Xie shot his eyes open. That's probably no one other than my mom! He discreetly peeked at Chen Yi, who was speaking into the phone, a worried expression on his face.

"Hello?" Chen Yi answered, but he forgot to check the caller ID.

"Xie'er?" A woman's doubtful voice came through.

Chen Yi's jaw stiffened. "Auntie...?" His voice trembled slightly.

"Eh? ... Ah! Yiyi!" Ling Xie's mom replied enthusiastically. "Chen Yi, it's been so long! Where have you been all this time? You didn't keep in touch at all, you brat!"

Chen Yi could only laugh dryly.

"You left so quickly! You didn't even say goodbye! My Chang'er—" She snarled. "That bastard actually dared to hurt my Chang'er!!!"

Startled, Chen Yi stood with his mouth agape. "W-what happened to Coffee?"

Ling Xie's mom suddenly paused. "You still call him Coffee," she said softly, then sighed. "I don't know the full details. All I know is that Chang'er went to Hao Ming's house, and then..." She inhaled sharply, "Chang'er got hit by a car."

Chen Yi felt a chilling cold run through his body. He had already pieced together what Hao Ming had done.

"Yiyi," Ling Xie's mom began cautiously, "please, help me get my Chang'er back. He hates the way he looks so much that he can't even stand being himself."

Chen Yi clenched his fist so tightly that he drew a bit of blood. "Auntie," he said, his voice low, "I understand. Don't worry he's with me."

He was surprised that he hadn't stormed out of the room to find Hao Ming and kill him. But this was good. He knew he needed to understand the full situation before acting. He didn't want to hurt the one he loved.

Ling Xie's mom seemed reassured after confirming that Ling Xie was with Chen Yi. She simply asked him to take care of her son before ending the call.

The unconditional trust warmed Chen Yi's heart.

Chen Yi glanced at the sleeping Ling Xie, his heart racing. Xie'er is Coffee. He sat beside Ling Xie, gently stroking his curly hair. You were my first love. My second. And my third. He leaned down and kissed Ling Xie's forehead. I won't let anyone take you from me this time.

"Coffee..." he whispered softly, a smile blooming on his face.

Ling Xie caught his breath. Coffee...? Why does that sound so familiar...?