Secret Love Affairs [BxB 18+]

The Present: Part 01

Warning: This chapter contains an explicit smut. 

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Xia keeps looking at the change of elevator panel, wishing the number can move faster. He is standing in the corner, right under the camera, hoping his presence will not become too visible to the monitor screen in the security room. He already hides half of his oval face behind the black mask and a baseball cap, but he still needs to be cautious. When the ding sound echoes, he is already in front of the door before it even opens. Stepping out into the highest story of a five-star hotel's corridor that comprises only two king suites, he pulls his cap lower and heads to the first room on his right. He stands there, lifting his hand to knock on the door, but the mahogany door opens before his fingers can even touch the wooden thing. A hand with slender fingers reaches out and pulls Xia’s in, making him stumble into the room with his eyes wide open.

“Y*”

A pair of soft yet moistened and warm flesh cover his lips, preventing him from talking. Xia does not notice someone has already removed his mask, for it happens all too quickly, but he has no complaint. He smiles before returning the kiss, closing his eyes and losing himself in the sweetness of vanilla. He lets his hands hang loosely to his side, allowing the one kissing him to take off his jacket cap and unbuttons his black shirt. He remains still even when the hands reach his waist and unbuckle his belt, but his eyes shoot open when he feels warmth encircling his private space under the boxers.

"Urgh...Yi...wait..." Xia tilts his head to the side, taking a break from the possessive lips. His voice is faint and sounds struggling as it comes in broken sentences.

"No. I've been waiting long enough," Yi replies in a hoarse voice that is also trying to fight its way out through heavy breathing.

"But...the bed is just right over there."

"So far."

"You...Arh,"

A husky moan cuts off any more words from Xia, who seems to already weak in the knees. But who can blame him when his manhood is being exposed to the cold air, fondled with gently yet persistently? His pants are cuffing his ankles, whereas his shirt is parted, baring his front almost entirely if it isn't for the boxer around his mid-thigh.

"I really think we should**"

"Ssh...no more talking. How do you have the strength to release when you keep talking like this? Just focus on one thing at a time, alright?" Yi flicks the hard shaft that is still in his possession with quite a strength, making it bounce and swirl in an interesting up-and-down and circular motion because of its weight. "Xia, let it out." He finishes his sentence with yet another flick that is even stronger than the one before.

Xia throws back his head and moans so loud that he feels ashamed even of his own voice. He wants to cover his lips to prevent the lewd sound from escaping, but he knows his boyfriend will not like it. Every time, Yi will only remove his hand and request him to moan louder.

A request that he never fails to meet.

"Xia, you're hard. Let go."

Regardless of the tormenting sight of his member, Xia refuses to let go. Regaining control of his breath, he shakes his head, trying to speak in one full sentence. "I want to come together with you."

Yi looks into his boyfriend's eyes for a brief moment before answering with a shrug. "Well, if you insist."

In a flash, Xia is facing the door. His boxer is dragging lower till it joins his pants around his ankles, exposing his slender white legs resembled those of women. The sound of the belt unbuckling and the noise made by a zipper zipping down makes the forbidden fruit between his legs shiver in anticipation as if it knows what to come next. In the silent room, every tiny action echoes loudly as if there is a speaker installed. When the fabric slips to the floor, Xia automatically bends down and spreads his legs wide; both his hands place on the wooden door for support.

"You seem to have gained some experiences now." Yi chuckles as he places his hands on either side of the slender waist.

After all the countless times you've done to me, it'd be weird if I didn't, he speaks to himself, but the words that come out are entirely different. "Hurry up," he says through gritted teeth, showing he is at his limit.

"Quite hasty today, aren't you, babe?" Yi let out another chuckle, but it is shorter this time, for he is busy concentrating on squeezing something out from a pale blue tube.

As the milky white content comes out, he rubs the cream with both his palms to disperse it before directing it toward the arching member between his legs, standing tall and waiting to be pampered.

"Arh…" A soft moan escapes his lip when he smears the creamy substance all over.

"Hey, don't you dare come before me"? Xia turns his head, addressing the person behind him with a glare.

"Don't worry. I won't." Yi rolls his eyes as he squeezes the tube one last time before dropping it to the floor.

He transfers the cream on his palm to his fingertips and directs them towards a secret hiding place between two snowy round buns on his boyfriend. As the icy fingers and the warm ring of muscle come into contact, Xia's body jolts reflexively. He hurriedly turns his face back to the door, trying to hide the erotic whimper from escaping right in front of his boyfriend's face, but to no avail. He is one step too late.

"Arh!"

And that isn't the only one. More follows as those two little devils keep circling his tight spot gently until it shyly opens up to swallow its guests.

"Arh, Ooh, Ohhhh...Yi..."

The more Arh and Ooh come out, the naughtier the fingers become. They relentlessly keep going in and out of the cavern nonstop, scissoring the wet and warm wall inside. After a few repetitive movements, they curve up and land themselves on the very spot that sends Xia to forget all about the decorum as he exclaims a single word loudly. "F*ck!"

"Don't worry. That's what we’re going to do." A tease comes up, followed by a smirk as Yi pulls his fingers out, leaving the entrance to contract profusely as if to call another presence back.

And the call is returned not long after.

The empty place is replaced by a hotter new guest, wilder and bigger. Not to mention it is even nastier and naughtier than the previous two since it does not even take time to play around. It hits straight to the host's prostate with heavy thrusts.

"Mmm..." Xia squeezes his eyes and lips shut, trying to suppress the sounds that threaten to spill out of his voice gland. He feels so good that he is afraid of becoming insane.

If they are at the apartment, Xia will let it all out. However, this is the first time they stay in this hotel, Xia is unsure if it is soundproof. If It is not, then that will be the end of Yi and him.

Forever.

The thrusts seem to slow down, replaced by a heavyweight that places on his back. Yi leans down to whisper around Xia’s helix, sending a ticklish sensation to every inch of his body.

"You get what you want. I'm inside you now. Just do it. No need to hold back."

Xia has no idea why, but he shakes his head, refusing to release his voice and fluid. Yi frowns at the stubbornness. Positioning himself straight back behind the hip, he directs Xia's waist to the direction that he knows will surely crumble down his boyfriend’s defensive line. He thrusts deeper, faster, and harder with no warning, continuing to intrude into the inner wall relentlessly as if he owns it.

"You're...still...tight. Just..like...that...time," Yi mumbles under a heavy breath, enjoying how the warm cavern squeezes his blade tightly.

Xia loses himself in the epitome of libido, ignoring the comment and allowing his boyfriend to do whatever he pleases with his body. For someone timid and younger, Xia has never expected Yi to be this good in bed. But he is. Every time they do it, Xia loses his mind, deranging in a sea of pleasure that makes him oblivious to everything.

"H-hey, too...loud!" Xia gives out a warning when the thrusts go too deep, making his body collide with the door and causing it to rattle. He fears the noise will expose their secret rendezvous. “Hold back a little. We’re not at home.”

“I won’t. I have enough. I won’t hold back any longer.”

“Yi.” Xia turns his head, noticing the husky voice that is not the result of lust alone.

"There is no more censorship restricting us here. We’re behind a closed door and out of public eyes. This entire floor belongs to us." Yi’s guttural voice sounds more seducing than ever, striking a lightning-like sensation into the air. "Just let it go, babe."

And with that, Xia sets everything loose: his protective wall, pride, and voice as the two bodies find release together.

With a final Arh that reverberates to the entire room simultaneously, they slip to the floor, panting and bathing in the afterglow that has their consciences run wild. They take time to calm their breaths, doing nothing but sitting side by side on the cold, marble floor. Xia’s eyelids are getting heavy. He feels like sleeping. But before he can even think about it, he feels his body moving. A pair of skinny arms, **** one that always surprises him in withstanding his weight* lift him off the ground and into the broad chest.

"Yi?" Xia asks weakly, still losing his voice to the heavenly pleasure a few minutes ago.

"Let's do another round on the bed," Yi murmurs into his boyfriend's ear as he brings them both towards the king-sized bed that has been neatly prepared.