Jian Suiying arrived at the club where Li Yu trained. It was already past nine, and sure enough, most people had left. Only Li Yu remained, talking to someone.
Neither of the speakers noticed him at first. Jian Suiying stood at the doorway, watching Li Yu. His gaze lingered on Li Yu's sweat-drenched body.
Li Yu wore a grayish-black tank top and navy blue shorts. Strands of damp hair clung to his face. His boxing gloves lay discarded at his feet as he spoke, flexing his fingers.
As Jian Suiying watched, a flood of suggestive images began to surface in her mind. Instantly, she felt an unusual sensation in her body.
.
Li Yuzhen was a damn temptress. If he hadn't been built like that, could he have become so addicted to him? He was truly a dangerous man.
He stood there for a full thirty seconds before Cai, the cleaning staff nearby, noticed him. "May I help you?" Jian Suiying replied, "Oh, I'm just waiting for someone."
Li Yu nodded at him before turning back to continue talking to the person he was waiting for.
The man glanced at Jian Suiying and asked, "Your friend?" "Yeah."
"Alright then, let's call it a day. It's getting a bit late."
Jian Suiying walked over, glanced at the man, and they exchanged a nod as a greeting. After the man left, Jian Suiying asked, "Who was that?"
"My coach." "So young?"
"In his thirties, I guess..." Li Yu wiped his face with a towel, looking at Jian Suiying. "I told you, once you arrived, we'd be done
. If I hadn't been waiting for you, I wouldn't have gotten singled out for a lecture by the coach."
Jian Suiying pulled a smile at the corners of her mouth, eyes slightly narrowed as her gaze lingered on Li Yu's face.
As their gazes met in the air, an ambiguous, intense atmosphere slowly rose.
It had been ages since Jian Suiying felt this way—just locking eyes with someone made his heart race, his mouth go dry,
and his blood boiled, making him want nothing more than to make passionate love to this person.
For his life of material comfort but lacking passion, the thrill was undeniable. This discovery thrilled Jian Suiying immensely.
Just then, the cleaning staff called out from the doorway, "Remember to lock up when you leave."
Li Yu's eyes remained fixed on Jian Suiying as he casually replied: "Got it."
The venue fell instantly silent, quiet enough to hear a pin drop.
Jian Suiying extended a finger, playfully tugging at Li Yu's tank top strap. "Go take a shower. You're covered in sweat."
and showed no shame in such a blatant gaze. He couldn't manage that. He gave a slight nod and turned toward the break room.
Jian Suiying followed right behind him.
Li Yu paused, his hand on the doorknob.
Jian Suiying stood with his hands in his pockets, tilting his neck expectantly, waiting for the door to open.
Li Yu slowly turned the handle, then spun around and grabbed Jian Suiying's arm, yanking him inside.
Jian Suiying was actually quite willing to shower with him. His point was, could he at least take off his clothes first? This
had just bought this outfit yesterday. It hadn't even been broken in yet and couldn't be washed.
Li Yu clearly lacked such consideration. He yanked Jian Suiying straight into the shower stall, flicked the showerhead on with a flick, then pinned him against the wall and started devouring him.
Having gone over a week without intimacy, they were like wolves starved for days, tearing at each other with desperate hunger,
at each other's clothes.
Li Yu's tank top and shorts came off easily, but Jian Suiying's cashmere sweater, soaked through, felt several times heavier. Wet and clinging to his skin, it was a hassle to deal with.
Li Yu pulled his shirt up to his chest, taking the small nub of flesh between his lips and sucking on it roughly.
Jian Suiying tilted his neck back, droplets splashing across his face. He couldn't open his eyes, couldn't even hear his own gasps, only the sensations in his body magnified infinitely.
Li Yu kicked Jian Suiying's pants aside and propped one of his legs up with her arm.
Li Yu's lower body ached with tension—he had no patience for this. He pulled up Jian Suiying's woolen sweater, covering his
arms and head, then tied it tightly around his wrists.
Li Yu chuckled in his ear, "Tackling you calls for unconventional tactics..." Li Yu propped his thigh with his arm, squeezed some
shower gel onto the tightly closed hole, massaging it in while pushing it inside. Jian Suiying's entire body tensed, a sound of discomfort escaping his throat.
Li Yu kissed his neck, trying to ease his tension.
With the lubrication, Li Yu soon slipped a finger inside, feeling the tight flesh contract rhythmically. He found even breathing unusually difficult.
Thanks to thorough preparation, Jian Suiying suffered little discomfort as Li Yu took him.
Li Yu held one of his thighs, thrusting upward rhythmically while standing. Jian Suiying's arms were stiff and he could barely stand on one leg.
could barely stand on one leg. Li Yu held his waist, shifting his entire weight onto Li Yu.
Jian Suiying's head was buried in his own clothes, his senses dulled as the sensations coursing through his body were amplified infinitely.
Compared to the brutality of the first time and the haste of the second, this sexual encounter was far more tender and passionate. Jian Suiying finally
experienced an indescribable pleasure, unable to suppress a moan.
and trailed down his spine.
The man's heavy panting echoed in the cramped shower stall, building into a passion that even the rushing water couldn't extinguish.
After climaxing once in the shower, Li Yu then helped Jian Suiying reach his own release.
The standing position was incredibly taxing, leaving both of them exhausted and nearly drained. They lay on the bench in the lounge for a long while.
It was best that Li Yu helped Jian Suiying into his own clothes before they finally left.
Li Yu helped Jian Suiying into the car first. They locked necks in a kiss for a full minute before parting. Then he said, "You go ahead."
Jian Suiying looked utterly lazy, his arm still draped around Li Yu's neck. "Get in the car."
Li Yu asked, "Where to?"
"Come to my place. Tomorrow's a holiday. Stay with me for two days." He said this without consulting Li Yu. "Get in."
Li Yu lowered her head in thought before circling around to the passenger seat. Jian Suiying drove Li Yu back to her place.
This wasn't Li Yu's first time here, but her state of mind this time was vastly different from any previous visit.
Jian Suiying collapsed onto the sofa, her legs weak and her back aching. She pointed toward the kitchen. "There should be some food in the fridge. Go make something
I'm starving."
Li Yu couldn't help but smile at the sight of Jian Suiying, limp as noodles on the couch.
He quickly made some fried rice with eggs, brought it out, and called out to Jian Suiying to eat. After two calls with no response, he walked closer and saw she had fallen asleep.
He carried the meal to the coffee table instead, patting Jian Suiying's butt. "Get up. It's not your turn to eat." Jian Suiying opened his eyes lazily. "Can't... too sleepy..."
Jian Suiying actually sat up, but when Li Yu tried to feed him, he couldn't take it anymore and immediately returned to normal,
grabbing the plate and shoveling rice into his mouth.
Having skipped both lunch and dinner, plus the exhausting workout, he was ravenous now. He polished off the fried rice in just a few bites.
"Not bad, Little Li. You're actually a decent cook. Got any training?" "I rented a place by myself back in middle school."
Jian Suiying set down her plate and pinched his cheek. "If you want to be my husband, you'd better be a decent cook."
."
Li Yu snorted dismissively, ignoring her as he ate.
"What are you looking at?"
"Reading posts. Pretty interesting..." Jian Suiying glanced at Li Yu, then suddenly grinned mischievously. "Want to watch some videos? I've got quite a collection."
"I'll have some if you agree."
Li Yu pursed his lips and smiled. "Nice try."
Jian Suiying grew displeased. "Damn it, you've got a golden ass. What's the harm in letting me have a go? I've already offered myself to you three times. At least show some appreciation."
Li Yu replied: "I'm not like you. I can't handle it."
"What do you mean you're not like me? You just don't have that hole, that's all."
Li Yu frowned. "Could you watch your language... I mean, you're gay, but I'm not. I just can't handle that."
Though he tried to console himself this way, he still felt uneasy. He tossed his laptop aside and headed back to his bedroom to sleep.
After he lay down, Li Yu followed him into the room. With a soft rustle, he slipped into the covers behind him, wrapping his arms around him from behind and rubbing his neck silently.
his neck without a word, just rubbing against him.
The persistent rubbing eventually amused Jian Suiying. Li Yu's puppy-like way of seeking affection wasn't particularly sophisticated, yet it touched him
right to his heart.
Jian Suiying turned over, gazing at Li Yu's beautiful face. The more he looked, the more precious he felt, so precious he wanted to swallow him whole.
.
Li Yu drew his face closer, kissing his nose and lips.
Back and forth they went, until the heat built up again.
In the end, Young Master Jian got burned by his own fire. Pinched beneath Li Yu, he endured another two hours of torment. By the end, Jian Suiying was exhausted, his limbs limp
and his throat too hoarse to make a sound.
This weekend, the two spent two exceptionally wild days together.
They didn't step outside the house at all. Aside from eating and sleeping, the rest of their time was spent either making love,
bathing, or doing both simultaneously.
Even Jian Suiying, who had experienced almost every kind of thrill imaginable, had never lived such a frenzied existence.
He and Li Yu thoroughly explored every possible scenario in the house. The bedroom, living room, bathroom, kitchen, and balcony... all bore the traces of their lovemaking.
No matter how difficult their personalities clashed, their compatibility in this matter was astonishingly high.
Over the two days, they tried countless thrilling techniques, leaving them with an intoxicating illusion of living in a dream.
As if nothing else existed in the universe, nothing else mattered — only the utterly unrestrained, frenzied passion between them.