The Assassin's Enemy Lover

Yi Chen sat next to him with his arms leisurely resting on the backrest of the seat while staring at him with a burning gaze.

Zi Han smiled while flicking his fingers playfully. He bit his inner lip and asked, “What?”

Yi Chen licked his lower lip lightly before saying, “Come sit here,” while patting his thigh.

Zi Han glanced down at Yi Chen’s pants and his brow arched when he saw that tent pitched on his crotch. His lower half suddenly felt very itchy.

He got up and sat on Yi Chen’s lap with his legs spread apart. He wrapped his fingers at the back of Yi Chen’s neck and lowered his head kissing his forehead.

“I love you and no matter where I am I can only belong to you so don’t be upset, okay?” whispered Zi Han his lips lightly brushing against Yi Chen’s skin.

Yi Chen felt hot where his skin had been touched by Zi Han’s lips. The warmth spread down his face leaving a lingering tingly sensation.

He grasped Zi Han’s waist tightly as he kissed and sucked on his neck making the man sitting on his lap gasp. Zi Han elongated his neck allowing his lover to kiss him some more.

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The temperature in the hovercar seemed to grow hotter as the two of them engaged in something they hadn’t done in a long while.

They had separated for so long but their bodies naturally knew what to do and how to respond like two pieces of a puzzle finally complete.

Zi Han groaned as that tongue glided on his skin spreading a chill down his spine. Yi Chen’s hands lowered down from Zi Han’s waist and grasped Zi Han’s butt with no scruples. He squeezed them gently while drawing Zi Han closer. When Zi Han moved his inner thigh rubbed against Yi Chen’s hard member.

“Aah baby... I missed you so much,” whispered Yi Chen in a husky low voice melting Zi Han’s heart.

Yi Chen raised his head slightly and kissed Zi Han’s lips with slight urgency. He raised his hand and placed it at the back of Zi Han’s neck deepening the kiss. His tongue explored the inside of Zi Han’s mouth caressing his most sensitive spots.

Zi Han’s entire body softened his breath shallow from the breathtaking kiss. The touch of Yi Chen’s lips on his unleashed a pleasure so intense that his member couldn’t help but harden.

He writhed his waist grinding his lower half on Yi Chen’s igniting the sparks between them. He gently bit Yi Chen’s bottom lip before releasing hin. He rested his forehead on Yi Chen’s and looked him straight into his eyes.

His breathing was heavy, Yi Chen leaned forward trying to kiss Zi Han’s lips but before he could touch him, Zi Han pushed him pressing him against the seat.

“Baby....,” he whispered his voice raspy but soon he fell silent. His grievances didn’t last long. That’s because Zi Han began to tenderly kiss Yi Chen’s neck, biting and sucking his skin leaving behind bright red hickeys as though marking his territory.

His hands weren’t idle. They were rubbing that hard member hidden underneath the fabric. Yi Chen closed hus eyes and let out a contented groan as he stroked Zi Han’s back. He could feel Zi Han sliding down his legs and he subconsciously spread them apart and lowered his sitting posture preparing for what was coming.

The sound of a zipper being opened sounded and Zi Han suddenly felt like it was a little too quiet. Once he pleasures Yi Chen he would be making much more noise than that this thus he picked the most sensual and slow song to play in the background creating the perfect atmosphere.

Yi Chen wanted to open his eyes and check what Zi Han was doing but when that warmth wrapped around his member he couldn’t think straight anymore.

He placed his hand on the back of his head while his hand stroked Zi Han’s hair. Short and quick breaths filled the hovercar as Zi Han moved his head up and down that shaft pampering his lover’s hard member.

Yi Chen leaned his head back even more as his fingers caressed Zi Han’s hair with a little more force.

“Ahh just like that... mmm fuck,” he whispered as Zi Han sucked the tip of his cock.

He opened his blurry eyes and gazed at Zi Han’s slightly flushed face. Zi Han pulled his cock out of his mouth with a long string of saliva attached between the head of that impressive cock and his lower lip like the red thread of fate.

Yi Chen leaned forward and pinched Zi Han’s chin before kissing his lips fiercely. Zi Han was caught off guard by that overbearing kiss that he forgot to breathe for a moment. He was kissed until he was breathless. When Yi Chen let him go his heart was trembling in excitement.

He didn’t realise how much he missed Yi Chen until now. He missed him so much that thinking of the separation later he couldn’t help but feel reluctant.

“Chen-ge...,” he whispered with his hands slipping underneath Yi Chen’s t-shirt.

Yi Chen stroked his cheek as he answer, “En.”

“I am hungry,” whispered Zi Han his fingers pressing down on the toned muscles. He turned his head slightly and touched Yi Chen’s hand that was resting on his cheek.

He parted his lover’s fingers and swallowed the man’s middle finger into his mouth sucking on it. Yi Chen’s obsidian eyes deepened as he responded, “Then let me feed you.”

Zi Han let go of Yi Chen’s finger and with a conniving smile, he turned to the throbbing member twitching in front of him as though begging to be indulged.

Zi Han enveloped the shaft with his hand his thumb resting at the tip. Their gazes locked together as Zi Han teasingly rubbed the opening on the tip of his lover’s cock.

Yi Chen’s head leaned back subconsciously and he gasped in pleasure his muscles tense like he had been electrified.