Warning: Sexual Content
The two men lay side by side for several hours, and both were unable to fall asleep or talk to each other. Lee Dachin also stopped crying, his sobs having faded into quiet sniffles.
"You need to stop torturing me," Lee Dachin murmured, breaking the heavy silence. "You can ask the two ladies to come back to accompany you."
"Jealous?" Fang Yaoting laughed softly, relief flooding him. He kissed Lee Dachin again on his head. "I tried and failed."
"Don't lie. I heard the moans," Lee Dachin said, his voice flat.
Fang Yaoting felt very happy. He found Lee Dachin's jealousy very adorable. He laughed softly and said, "I tried to make you jealous and hurt you, just like you hurt me when you walked out that door."
Lee Dachin lowered his head and frowned. "Congratulations, you succeeded."
Fang Yaoting stroked Lee Dachin's silky hair. "Where did you cut your hair?"
"Back at the upper left," Lee Dachin replied, a faint blush on his cheeks.
Fang Yaoting kissed Lee Dachin's head. "Don't cut your hair next time."
"I... I'm sorry," Lee Dachin murmured, his voice barely audible.
"For?" Fang Yaoting prompted, his voice gentle.
"I'm sorry for walking out on you," Lee Dachin confessed. "I didn't consider your feelings. While I was hurting you, I was also hurt."
"You should be," Fang Yaoting said, turning Lee Dachin around and kissing him gently on his lips. "I forgive you."
"When you pushed me away, I realized that I was actually hurting myself," Lee Dachin admitted, burying his face on Fang Yaoting's chest. "When I heard the moans of the two women, I felt my heart would stop if I continued listening to it. I hate the way you look at me with cold eyes. I hate this feeling when you hold those two women in your arms. I hate myself more..."
Fang Yaoting sealed Lee Dachin's lips with a tender kiss. He then kissed Lee Dachin on the forehead. He said, "Stop talking. Please forgive me for having stupid thoughts that made you jealous."
"Tomorrow I will leave for Cloud City with Ping'an, Baiyu, and Renshu," Lee Dachin said, a quiet determination in his voice.
"I will go with you," Fang Yaoting immediately declared.
"Are you going home?" Lee Dachin asked, surprised.
"Cloud City is only a two-day walk from Capital City and only one day on horseback," Fang Yaoting explained. "Moreover, I have sent a letter with the Wu family to let my family know. Cloud City is on the way to Capital City anyway." He laughed and teased Lee Dachin, "Of course, you surely know how to move yourself closer to me."
"Nonsense," Lee Dachin said, a faint smile touching his lips. "At the end of the month, I won't have a place to live, so I took Ping'an's offer."
"You come home with me and let go of Cloud City," Fang Yaoting urged.
"Ping'an said there is no teacher in Cloud City," Lee Dachin explained patiently. "I want to teach there. Renshu has an empty house. I can turn the vacant house into a small school."
"I will buy it from Renshu, and the land deed will be under your name," Fang Yaoting offered, his voice sincere.
"Why are you nice to me?" Lee Dachin asked, genuinely bewildered by the generosity.
"Because I love you. I have already told you; I will love you until death do us part. I really meant it," Fang Yaoting confessed, his eyes locked on Lee Dachin's.
"I broke your heart. Should you be angry with me?" Lee Dachin whispered.
"Holding you like this; how can I get angry?" Fang Yaoting murmured, his voice filled with tenderness. He whispered into Lee Dachin's right ear. "Hey, it will take a few days until we reach Cloud City. There may not be a chance to be naked alone like this."
"So," Lee Dachin replied, a tremor in his voice.
"Just now you said I can do what I want," Fang Yaoting teased softly.
"I was very angry, you were going to rape me," Lee Dachin blurted out, a raw truth.
Fang Yaoting smiled, a flicker of something unreadable in his eyes. "I am not going to rape you. I was going to scare you."
Lee Dachin gave him an evil facial expression, unconvinced.
Fang Yaoting finally admitted, "Yes, I was going to rape you."
"Why stop?" Lee Dachin asked, his voice curious, but still laced with hurt.
Fang Yaoting stroked Lee Dachin's left cheek with his right hand, his touch gentle. "In the end, I couldn't do it because I love you too much. I love your innocent happy expression."
Lee Dachin wrapped his arm around Fang Yaoting's neck and began to kiss him, pulling him closer.
Fang Yaoting then slowly stroked Lee Dachin's member. He pushed Lee Dachin down and started kissing him. He kissed downward, his lips tracing a path. He used his tongue, licking and circling Lee Dachin's member. He massaged Lee Dachin's backdoor with two fingers, gently preparing him.
"Yaoting, it hurts," Lee Dachin moaned softly.
Fang Yaoting reached under the pillow and took out a small bottle.
"What is that?" Lee Dachin asked.
"Sunflower seed oil. Recommended by Madame Hang," Fang Yaoting replied, a faint smile. He poured some on his fingers.
Fang Yaoting slowly inserted a finger inside Lee Dachin's backdoor and slowly thrust his finger, lubricating him, while sucking Lee Dachin's now hard member. This time, Lee Dachin didn't feel any pain; all he felt was pleasure, a thrilling new sensation.
Fang Yaoting then inserted his second finger, and he thrust with a circling motion while sucking Lee Dachin's member vigorously.
Lee Dachin moaned and bit the index finger of his right hand to prevent loud moans, while his left hand gripped the bed sheet tightly, overwhelmed by sensation.
Fang Yaoting inserted the third finger inside, and it fit comfortably. He then turned Lee Dachin around. Lee Dachin knelt on the bed on his hands and knees, his face and upper body buried in the bed sheet, his butt raised slightly. He licked the open backdoor in a circular motion with his tongue, then poured more sunflower oil on Lee Dachin's backdoor. Then he inserted his enlarged member into Lee Dachin's backdoor and started to thrust slowly, while his left-hand stroked Lee Dachin's member.
"Yaoting, Ah...Ah...Ah.... I am feel....like I am... going to..." Lee Dachin moaned, his words broken by gasps of pleasure.
Fang Yaoting turned Lee Dachin around and placed Lee Dachin on his right side. He used his right hand to lift Lee Dachin's left leg onto his right shoulder and used his left hand to slide Lee Dachin's right leg in between both his kneeling knees. He inserted his member into Lee Dachin's already soft, stretched backdoor. He used his left hand to stroke Lee Dachin's member while he thrust deeply inside Lee Dachin. He increased his thrust and hand speed.
Inside the room, the sounds of flesh hitting each other, the heavy panting and breathing, the moaning, and the bed squeaking continued nonstop for more than an hour.
"Dachin, let's cum together," Fang Yaoting urged, thrusting faster inside Lee Dachin. The hand that was holding Lee Dachin's member also moved quickly, mirroring his rhythm.
"Yao...Ting... Ah....Ah...." Lee Dachin cried out, his voice a desperate plea of pure pleasure.
The two men released at the same time. Lee Dachin felt the warm liquid shoot up his backdoor. This time, he didn't feel pain, only intense pleasure.
When Fang Yaoting withdrew his member, he only saw his own white creamy liquid dripping from Lee Dachin's backdoor. He then lay down next to Lee Dachin, panting heavily. After he recovered his strength, he sat up, then he picked Lee Dachin up and carried him to the wooden tub. He walked into the bathtub and sat down, holding Lee Dachin gently on his lap.
"Dachin, please don't leave me. I am madly in love with you," Fang Yaoting pleaded, his voice sincere.
"Mm..." Lee Dachin murmured, turning to face Fang Yaoting. "Until death do us part."
Fang Yaoting kissed Lee Dachin on the forehead and hugged his most cherished person in his arms. He had been worried that intimacy would tear them apart, but he was wrong. Intimacy had brought them closer to each other's hearts and allowed them to accept each other willingly.
"Turn around, I'll wash your hair for you," Fang Yaoting offered, a soft smile on his face.
Lee Dachin offered Fang Yaoting a smile, a fragile mask barely concealing the storm brewing within him, before turning to face the cold, indifferent wall. He knew, with a raw certainty that clawed at his heart, that their love, so vibrant and consuming, carried an undeniable due date.
In the vast, terrifying unknown of the future, that day would inevitably arrive. And when it did, he would be forced to pay the price. Now, with that invisible, damning stamp pressed into his very soul, he vowed with every fiber of his being to fight, to strive, to twist fate itself, so that when that moment came, the price he would have to pay wouldn't be so grand that even with his bleeding heart, he could still endure it.