Chapter 7[M]

Shen Zichen was undettered by the faint warning in Chu Ruilin's words. He didn't stop his absurd line of questioning. "Oh, what's stopping something from blooming between a doctor and his patient? Dr. Yang is also not bad looking. Even if it's not something involving deep feelings. A physical relationship with that much contact is entirely possible. From what I remember, your meetups with him would often happen at late nights. What doctor-patient requires meeting that late? Heh, an illicit one."

Shen Zichen was no longer hearing what was coming out of his mouth. His mind had long since burned to ashes with the sour feelings flooding inside of him. His rationality had clocked off, as well.

Chu Ruilin could tell that Shen Zichen was not talking sense anymore but he still couldn't help feeling indignant. No person could ever, so blatantly accuse him of having such sordid affairs. That too, with a man.

"Shen Zichen, You-... your thinking is too vile. Stop drinking further. What could two men even do together", Chen Ruilin spoke, his voice filled with undisguised anger.

After he spoke, he made to snatch Shen Zichen's half filled glass from him, when Shen Zichen took the opportunity to seize his wrist in a tight grasp.

Shen Zichen let the half filled glass fall to the side of the bed, instead he used his grasp on the other man's wrist to pull the man closer.

His movements were quick, the force he used was strong. Before Chu Ruilin could blink a third time, the young man had pressed his lips firmly against his own.

Chu Ruilin froze.

Both men's lips were firmly pressed together, their noses rubbing against each other.

Shen Zichen wasn't satisfied only with their lips touching. So he started tracing the other man's lips with his hot, wet tongue. Starting from one corner of the lips to the other. He, then started poking his tongue in between, to seperate the cushy lips.

Chu Ruilin finally unfroze. He couldn't make any sense of the younger man's actions at the moment. He tried to lift himself up from the other man. But Shen Zichen snaked an arm around his waist to pull him even closer to himself. Their chests crushed against each other.

Chu Ruilin used his free hand to push at the other man's chest. His other hand was still firmly grasped by the young man.

Sensing the man's struggling movements, the youth let out a faint sound of dissatisfaction and pulled the man's other wrist into his hold. He had grasped both of the man's slender, bony wrists with just one hand. His other hand was feeling around the man's too thin waist.

He wanted to unbutton the man's shirt and feel the cool skin inside. He was afraid he'd burn to ashes if he couldn't feel that iciness.

Faints grunts of struggle kept coming out of the man's firmly closed lips. He wanted to angrily curse at the shameless youth harassing him but he was afraid if he opened his mouth, the youth would instead push his tongue inside his mouth instead.

Never had ever anyone been so brazen with him before. Acting so vilely.

The young man was displeased by the older man's stiff lips. No matter how much he tried to pry open the man's lips, he didn't succeed. So he decided to change directions.

He started pressing open mouthed, hot kisses to the man's porcelain white neck. Chu Ruilin shivered. The youth's tongue, perhaps because of the fever, was too hot. He finally opened his mouth, "Zichen, You bastard-- Get o...". However, before he could finish his words, a hot slimy thing entered his mouth.

Shen Zichen finally achieved his target. He plundered the other man's mouth with an evil glint in his eyes. His eyes were smiling joyfully.

The youth had no technique in his kissing. He just roamed around the other man's mouth with his tongue. He felt it tasted like nectar.

The act sent his heart racing. He wanted to continue sucking on the other man's tongue until dawn.

But would the other man really let him?

Chu Ruilin started flailing his legs. He couldn't move his hands, no matter how much he tried. The youth's strength was too fierce.

He kneed Shen Zichen in the stomach. Hard.

Shen Zichen let out a painful moan.

Chu Ruilin took the opportunity to free his mouth from the other man's tongue.

Both men were breathing hard.

Chu Ruilin had been kissed breathless.

The man's first kiss happened on his wedding night at the age of 29. It wasn't his wife that he kissed. It was a man. A younger man that kissed him savagely.

It was Shen Zichen's first as well. He was feeling quite giddy for scoring this one, despite the pain filling his stomach.

After Chu Ruilin's breathing turned more even, he gritted his teeth, glaring at Shen Zichen. Then, he straightened his clenched fist and slapped the young man squarely on the right cheek.

Pah!

Shen Zichen's face tilted to the left but he wasn't angry. Instead he grabbed the man's hand again. He stroked the back of the man's hand and then suddenly leaped up to hug the man.

He buried his nose in the crook of the man's neck, breathing the man's enchanting smell. It smelled like the world's most cleanest, fresh flowers. He wanted to take a bite.

Chu Ruilin tried to push the clingy man off of him. But the youth just wouldn't budge. "Shen Zichen, What the fuck's wrong with you? Do you have a death wish? You bastard, let me fucking go"

However, the youth wasn't listening to his words at all. He was still sniffing at his neck. After taking a few more sniffs. Who knows what came to the youth's mind, but he started chuckling.

His chuckles sounded muffled due to his mouth still being pressed against Chu Ruilin's neck. As he chuckled, Chu Ruilin could feel the sound vibrate in his own body.

His neck felt itchy.

After the youth finished chuckling mirthfully, he spoke in a deep and joyful voice, "Lin ge, instead of being that woman surnamed Fang's husband, Why don't you be my wife instead? Hmm? Your husband here, can bang you until you are broken. Can that woman do that?"