The Assassin's Enemy Lover

Zi Han was already feeling a sense of unease. Licking his lips he pressed his back on the couch clutching the cushion in his hands tightly. The calm waters suddenly rippled and a head with patches of black hair slowly emerged. Zi Han’s brow furrowed, his chest rapidly rising and falling. He knew what was coming but he couldn’t help but feel frightened.

Soon a half rotten face with one eyeball hanging out of its socket appeared and with a loud shriek, the ghost crawled out of the water with its arms and legs bent crookedly.

“Shit,” swore Zi Han as the ghost dashed toward the screen. Zi Han lifted the cushion and covered his face before the scene changed.

Yi Chen leaned down with his hair grazing Zi Han’s ears and neck. Zi Han felt a pleasant itch that successfully distracted him from the gruesome horror he had just seen.

Zi Han pulled down the cushion and turned his head slightly and asked, “What?”

Yi Chen turned his head a little till he was staring at Zi Han’s side profile. The light from the floating screen reflected on Zi Han’s supple skin giving him the urge to pinch it.

Yi Chen pursed his lips before leaning closer and saying, “You don’t have to watch. We can go to the master bedroom and watch anything you like.”

Zi Han knew Yi Chen was only thinking of him when he said it but damn, he was also a man. A manly man at that. A manly man who just got a very very... very painful tattoo so he should toughen up and watch a ghost movie.

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“I am fine.... now sit properly,” replied Zi Han but it seemed Yi Chen had selective hearing. Yi Chen didn’t sit properly at all. He kissed Zi Han’s shoulder as his strong hands gently and endearingly stroked the young man’s chest. Zi Han’s breath hitched in his throat as he felt those hands fondling him.

He swallowed his saliva involuntarily before responding in a hoarse voice, “Can we watch the movie for heaven’s sake.”

While saying this his fingers were clutching his calf nervously. He didn’t want to admit it but Yi Chen’s behavior had aroused him. Yi Chen lightly pressed his lips on Zi Han’s neck with his hot breath spraying on his skin and almost at the same time, countless goose bumps appeared on that patch.

“Um,” replied Yi Chen his voice sluggish and mysteriously attractive. Yi Chen rest his chin on the top of Zi Han’s head paying more attention to the movie but his hands remained dishonest.

Because Zi Han didn’t stop him Yi Chen became more brazen.

A quarter way through the movie his fingers slipped underneath the t-shirt and caressed Zi Han’s collarbone and casually brushed Zi Han’s nipple before slipping out and playfully tugging at his collar.

Zi Han bit his lower lip preventing the sound stuck in his throat from escaping. His face flushed in an instant. It was so bad that the alluring crimson color spread all the way to his neck and his earlobes which were as red as cranberries.

Zi Han grabbed the can of beer Yi Chen left on the side table and tilted his head slightly before drinking it. When he realized how bitter it was he hastily closed his mouth causing some of it to spill over down his chin to his neck.

Yi Chen silently took the can out of his hand and placed it back on the side table. With a napkin in hand, his fingers slid up Zi Han’s neck wiping away the drops of beer on his smooth skin while simultaneously forcing him to tilt his head backward.

With his lips in view, Yi Chen lowered his head and pressed their lips together pushing through a piece of butterscotch candy into Zi Han’s mouth.

Zi Han’s heart pounded hard against his chest in excitement but before he could indulge himself Yi Chen parted from him while asking, “Is it better?”

Zi Han, “...”

Of course, it’s not better. He was greedy for more but the person just teased him like that before letting him go. Yi Chen let go of Zi Han’s neck and kissed the top of his head before turning his attention back to the floating screen.

Zi Han could hear the screams and shrieks coming from the floating screen but his mind wasn’t there. He was feeling very uncomfortable.

Whenever Yi Chen moved, his body would stiffen in anticipation but for a long time, Yi Chen didn’t do anything. The sweetness in his mouth suddenly turned tasteless reflecting how he was feeling.

Zi Han bit his bottom lip and seriously paid attention to what was happening in the movie feeling disgruntled. His disappointment was short lived though. That’s because the unruly pair of hands from before had come back, sliding down his chest even more brazen than before.

Yi Chen’s fingers stroked his chest then slowly slid down to his nipple and brushed against it in clear provocation. Zi Han’s body involuntarily quivered as he grasped Yi Chen’s hand and pulled it out of his t-shirt. Yi Chen didn’t resist. Instead, he lowered his head and wordlessly kissed Zi Han’s cheek. The kiss was fleeting but it was very effective. It was a good thing that everyone was focused on the horror movie otherwise Zi Han would surely die from embarrassment.

Zi Han felt a slight pressure in his lower half thus he crossed his legs with the cushion covering the tent that had obviously arisen. With his back slightly bent Zi Han rubbed the tip of his nose the blush spreading all over till his entire face was red.

Zi Han felt a little hot so he placed the cushion on the side and got up from the ground. As soon as he took a step, a hand grasped his wrist preventing him from leaving. Yi Chen pulled him back and asked, “Where are you going?” while glancing at him but he couldn’t see Zi Han’s face clearly in the dim light.