Inside a hotel room decorated with two layers of curtains*, a thin, white transparent sunblock, and a coffee-colored linen* on the master bedroom where the sheet was once perfectly smoothened, lay two entangled bodies in their birthday suits.
"Xia, Hmm...W-hat are you...Emm..." Yi is struggling, gasping for breath and trying to ask a question, to which Xia ignores it.
Yi feels the thin lips invading his rosy, plump ones mercilessly; sucking, pulling, nibbling, and devouring the tiers as if they have done something unforgivable. The big hands trail down his sweaty body, tracing every crook and cranny and invading any space it could get into. At last, they stop at his lower back, pulling his body in closer for a tight hug, causing the two bodies to glue into each other, almost melting into
