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WBAI Chapter 76

T/N: Not quite NSFW, but I’ll still post a warning here.


The air they exhaled between their noses was warm and humid. Yu Feng’s glasses were fogged up. He straightened up, hands braced on either side of Xie An’yu’s body, looking down at him: “Baby, help me take off my glasses.”

Xie An’yu raised both hands and removed Yu Feng’s glasses. Yu Feng instinctively squinted, revealing his handsome brows and eyes. Xie An’yu held the glasses and stared at him for a moment, feeling a bit dazed.

Yu Feng without his glasses was truly captivating. The alcohol made his eyes less clear and bright than usual; his gaze was hazy, filled with emotion, and utterly seductive.

Xie An’yu folded the glasses and placed them on the bedside table, asking Yu Feng: “Can you see clearly?”

Yu Feng chuckled lowly, the smile spreading from his brows and eyes: “My nearsightedness isn’t that severe.” He hooked his finger along Xie An’yu’s cheek, slowly tracing to the area around his eyes, then to his eyelashes.

“These are your eyes.”

Yu Feng’s fingertip trailed downward bit by bit, landing on the bridge of his nose.

“This is your nose.”

He traced the lines of Xie An’yu’s features, finally stopping his fingertip on the cupid’s bow.

“These are your lips.”

Yu Feng gently rubbed Xie An’yu’s lips with his thumb and said: “They all belong to my boyfriend. I can see them very clearly.”

“Brother,” Xie An’yu took his fingertip into his mouth and licked it. “You look really good without glasses.”

Yu Feng narrowed his eyes: “Do I not look good with glasses on?”

“It’s not that.” Xie An’yu reached out and stroked his waist. “You look good with or without them. I just think you without glasses… are very sexy.”

Yu Feng definitely looked good with glasses—his looks were undeniable—but without them, he gave off a different vibe.

There was a charm of a mature man, very masculine. Xie An’yu couldn’t quite describe the feeling; to put it bluntly, it was alluring, stimulating hormones. Perhaps it was because Yu Feng had deep-set eyes and brows, and when they were fully exposed, his gaze carried a certain aggressiveness when he stared at someone.

Yu Feng’s neck was slightly flushed, likely from the alcohol, and his Adam’s apple was red too. Xie An’yu brushed it with his finger, and Yu Feng’s Adam’s apple trembled slightly. He leaned down, almost pressing onto Xie An’yu, his breathing becoming heavy: “If you keep provoking me like this, don’t blame me for being rough later.”

Xie An’yu wrapped his arms around his neck: “I won’t blame you.”

There was a faint scent around Yu Feng’s neck—not the smell of shower gel. This scent could only be detected up close; it was unique to Yu Feng. Xie An’yu rarely saw Yu Feng smoke these days. In the past, he always carried a faint smell of tobacco, but lately, it was almost unnoticeable.

Yu Feng lifted the hem of Xie An’yu’s T-shirt and pressed against his chest, asking: “Have you watched any of those videos on the computer since then?”

“Didn’t you say you’d teach me?”

Yu Feng let out a deep chuckle: “Mm, I’ll teach you.”

Xie An’yu was wearing loose athletic shorts, and his knee was slightly swollen from being bumped earlier. Yu Feng lifted his left leg, turned his head, and kissed his knee, frowning: “You hit it hard. It’s bruised.”

Xie An’yu breathed unsteadily: “It’s fine…” He caressed Yu Feng’s waist and called out ‘Brother’ in a suppressed voice.

Yu Feng pressed down: “Can you call me something different today?”

Xie An’yu squinted, his thoughts and consciousness led by Yu Feng: “Baby…”

“Not that,” Yu Feng said.

Xie An’yu couldn’t help but lift his head and nuzzle Yu Feng’s chin with his nose: “Then what should I call you? You tell me…”

“I want to hear you call me ‘Husband’.”

Xie An’yu’s movements paused. Yu Feng cupped the back of his head: “Call me that if you’re willing, don’t if you’re not.”

“You’re assuming I’m not willing?” Xie An’yu’s voice was hoarse.

“So you are willing?”

Xie An’yu didn’t answer, but whispered ‘Husband’ by his ear.

His voice was as clean as he was, and even when calling this intimate term of endearment, it carried not a hint of lewdness.

Yet, it was more than enough to stimulate Yu Feng’s nervous system.

Yu Feng loved Xie An’yu’s unrestrained honesty, loved his calm intensity.

***

It was a long X session. Even long after it ended, when Xie An’yu closed his eyes, he could still see the sweat droplets rolling down Yu Feng’s chin as he leaned over him, and the tense lines of his shoulders when he arched his back.

This was the first time Xie An’yu understood what it meant to feel ‘completely falling apart’. Lying in bed, he didn’t want to move at all.

It was past 3 a.m.—in another two hours, dawn would break. Fortunately, Xie An’yu had good stamina, allowing Yu Feng to recklessly indulge for almost the entire night. If his physical condition were any weaker, he probably would have passed out long ago.

Yu Feng wiped the sweat from Xie An’yu’s forehead: “You okay?”

Xie An’yu lifted his eyelids to glance at him and nodded.

Yu Feng was asking about Xie An’yu’s physical condition, but Xie An’yu thought he was asking about his technique.

“What does nodding mean? It doesn’t hurt?” Yu Feng ruffled his hair. “Tell me if anywhere feels uncomfortable.”

“It felt really good,” Xie An’yu said.

Only the beginning had been a bit difficult to endure. Yu Feng had been patient and thorough with the preparation, which was why they had gone on until this hour.

Xie An’yu’s throat was completely hoarse.

Yu Feng chuckled: “You didn’t even make much noise earlier, how did your voice get like this?”

Xie An’yu buried his face in the blanket. Yu Feng pulled it down: “Next time don’t hold back. The room has good soundproofing—even if you hit dolphin notes, no one outside would hear.”

Xie An’yu covered his eyes with his arm: “I can’t hit dolphin notes.”

Yu Feng smiled and touched his arm: “Can you move? If not, I’ll carry you to wash up.”

“I’ll rest a bit, then go myself later.”

Yu Feng hummed in acknowledgment: “Then I’ll go wash first.”

After Yu Feng left, Xie An’yu turned over and buried his face in the pillow, taking a deep breath.

***

Yu Feng took a quick shower. When he returned, he saw Xie An’yu sitting by the bed rubbing his knees, bare-chested, revealing faint marks on his waist from where Yu Feng had gripped him earlier.

Xie An’yu’s body lines were truly beautiful, and he was quite flexible too—they had been able to try many positions.

Yu Feng walked over and knelt in front of him, touching his knees: “Does it hurt?”

“Was fine earlier, but it hurts a bit now.”

“Let’s go to the hospital tomorrow to get it checked.”

“Probably not necessary, it’s just a minor injury.”

“In case you hurt the bone, let’s get it checked.”

Xie An’yu nodded: “Mm.”

Xie An’yu prepared to go wash up, but when he took a step, both legs trembled and his knees hurt, making him walk with a limp. Yu Feng walked over and directly scooped him up from behind, holding him by the waist.

Xie An’yu was startled.

Yu Feng frowned slightly: “I’ve covered you in injuries. Call me when you’re done washing, and I’ll carry you back.”

The current position made Xie An’yu somewhat uncomfortable: “Mm.”

With Xie An’yu’s throat like this, he probably couldn’t call out anyway. Yu Feng glanced down at him: “Maybe I should help you wash.”

Xie An’yu shook his head. “I’ll wash myself. I’m fine, I’m not that delicate. Put me down.”

“Don’t care if you’re delicate or not, I want to hold you.” With those words, Yu Feng hooked the door open with his foot, carried Xie An’yu out of the room, and brought him into the bathroom.

While Xie An’yu was showering, Yu Feng changed the bed sheets. Xie An’yu took a long time washing up—Yu Feng had never seen him take such a long shower before. By the time he returned, Yu Feng was on the verge of falling asleep.

Xie An’yu slipped into the bed, carrying a faint scent of soap. Yu Feng turned over and wrapped his arms around Xie An’yu’s waist from behind, their bodies warm and cozy against each other.

He kissed the back of Xie An’yu’s neck, their energy completely spent, and soon both drifted into sleep.

***

They slept until noon, after which Yu Feng took Xie An’yu to the hospital to have his knee checked. Fortunately, it wasn’t serious—no bone injury, just a superficial bruise that would heal in a few days with some medicated cream.

There was a summer fashion exhibition in the city center, and Yu Feng had been invited by the organizers to attend that afternoon. It was getting late, and Jiang Xiaotian called to hurry him up, thinking he had forgotten about the event.

Yu Feng stepped into the elevator, phone pressed to his ear. “I didn’t forget. There’s still time.”

“It starts in half an hour. Where are you? Have you left yet?”

“I’ll definitely be there within half an hour. You go ahead first.”

“Alright.”

After hanging up, Yu Feng turned to Xie An’yu. “Anywhere else uncomfortable? Let’s get it checked while we’re here.”

Xie An’yu looked at him and said, “No. Your skills… are pretty good.”

Yu Feng chuckled. “Before, just teasing you a little would make your ears burn. Now you’re talking more and more like I’m not an outsider.”

Xie An’yu said, “You’re an insider[mfn]內人 (nèi rén): (literary, humble) (one’s own) wife or concubine; a female palace official, palace maid, or female palace entertainer; a female servant in the home of a bureaucrat or aristocrats. The original meaning of 內人 is ‘the person inside the house’. It is a humble way for ancient men to refer to their wives.[/mfn] now…”

First the talk of a betrothal gift, and now the term ‘insider’—Yu Feng had a reasonable suspicion that Xie An’yu would rather call him ‘wife’ than ‘husband’.

“As long as you don’t regret being on the bottom,” Yu Feng leaned closer to Xie An’yu’s ear and whispered, “We’ve got a long road ahead. I’ll make sure you experience even better skills in the future. I definitely won’t let you regret being under me.”

As the elevator doors opened, Yu Feng casually stepped aside and stood shoulder-to-shoulder with Xie An’yu. The area outside was crowded. Xie An’yu raised a hand to rub his warm ear.

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