The Assassin's Enemy Lover

Soon Zi Han popped his head at the door and smiled apologetically, “Sorry it seems I can only end this session here.”

The two stared at him all wide-eyed their complexions ashen before glancing over at the disappearing figure of Yi Chen. It seemed they had stumbled upon some kind of secret.

At some point, Yi Chen had taken off his jacket and he was walking through the corridors with it hanging on his arm covering something down south.

He was still pinching his nose and should have had that taken care of first but he headed for his hovercar instead disregarding all the funny looks he was getting on the way.

As soon as he entered his hovercar he took out a handkerchief and wiped his nose. The bleeding had lessened significantly thus he sat down with his head leaning back and his legs spread apart.

He could feel his member throbbing in his pants and even tried to calm himself down by doing breathing exercises with his eyes closed. Unfortunately for him, whenever he closed his eyes all he saw was Zi Han standing before him with only a pair of black trunks.

He imagined himself picking Zi Han up and placing him on the massage bed and proceeding to fuck him hard till he swore he would never let other men touch his body.

He imagined himself putting him in all those positions he learnt from that informative video and thrust into that tight place until Zi Han was crying out husband of his own accord.

.....

Yi Chen opened his eyes abruptly and realized that this fire wasn’t going to die down on its own. Having made up his mind he whispered, “Raylan, turn on private mode.”

“Yes sir for ho-.....,” replied the Ai but Yi Chen interjected,

“And pull up.... pull up image six in my secret folder.... Make it three-dimensional,” he said before licking his dry lips.

His adam’s apple rolled when he saw the holographic gif of Zi Han smiling at him while sitting on his hoverbike. Yi Chen bit his lower lip while whipping out his hard object.

Since his hovercar was set on private mode no one could disturb him. Even Raylan had been put to sleep hence with no sense of shame he could take care of his private matters.

He grasped the shaft of his cock and whispered, “Ah Han Han.... you are driving me crazy..... mmm....”

As his hand stroked his shaft up to the tip of his cock he shuddered involuntarily. An inexplicable wave of numbness spread all over his body.

In the gif, a slight breeze lifted Zi Han’s skirt and he imagined that it was his hand slipping underneath the hem to caress the youth’s alluring ass.

The speed of his hand increased as he imagined that he was thrusting his hardness inside that special place. “Oh.... Han Han... ah, fuck,” he groaned while calling out the name of the person he truly wanted to be with.

A clear liquid seeped like a gentle spring from the tip of his cock down to his fingers that were clumsily stroking his shaft. Soon squelching sounds and uneven breaths filled the silent hovercar with tinted windows.

From the outside, no one knew that the future Marshal was enthusiastically stroking himself to a picture of his crush.

Soon his breathing became erratic as his entire body tensed up. He felt chills on his thighs, scalp, and groin area. The feeling was so delightful that he didn’t want it to end.

Overwhelmed by the urge to cum the muscles in his entire body tightened. He arched his back and he softly called out Zi Han’s name as he thrust his pelvis forward shooting his cum into his hand.

“Ah fuck,” he whispered feeling a sense of satisfaction. He felt a kind of hollow but enjoyable feeling in his lower belly and groin area.

But this feeling didn’t last because he suddenly felt a sense of guilt. He rubbed his forehead with his free hand while staring at Zi Han’s image in front of him.

He pursed his lips before opening his mouth to apologize. But before he could say anything he heard Zi Han’s voice calling him from outside the hovercar.

“Chen-ge..... damn it. Is this even the right hovercar,” whispered Zi Han before glancing over at another similar hovercar parked not far away.

They both had the symbol of hydra on the doors. That’s because they were both military-issued hovercars which made it difficult for Zi Han to distinguish between them.

Yi Chen’s body froze hearing this. He had even hadn’t the time to clean up. Feeling slightly panicked he grabbed a wet wipe and cleaned all the cum off his hands.

Because he had begun to run around his nose that had stopped bleeding began to bleed again. It seemed everything was going to shit. This truly wasn’t his day.

He quickly put away his machine gun and ordered Raylan to freshen up the hovercar. After making sure there was nothing suspicious-looking he opened the door.

Zi Han was standing a few feet away while contemplating whether to go to the other hovercar or not. He decided to message Yi Chen when he heard a familiar voice calling for him.

Zi Han turned around and when he met Yi Chen’s gaze he smiled involuntarily. He walked over and entered the hovercar.

He was about to sit next to Yi Chen and check his nose but Yi Chen stretched out his hand preventing him from moving forward. Feeling a little disappointed be sat opposite Yi Chen while complaining, “You truly are cold to me. Shouldn’t you be apologizing for barging into my treatment session?”

Yi Chen loosened his hold on the handkerchief covering his nose and said, “I will compensate you. From now on I will massage your body twice a week. Is that fine?”

Zi Han was pleased to hear this. This was what he wanted from the beginning thus he was very happy but soon the smile on his face sank.

That’s because Yi Chen just had to add a condition. “That is if you promise you would be open with me in the future.”

Zi Han wasn’t certain that he could keep that promise but under the temptation of getting a massage, he couldn’t refuse.

“Sure, I will try my very best to be open in the future... now let me see those gifted hands,” said Zi Han as he half knelt in front of Yi Chen to take a look.

Yi Chen who knew what he had used one of his hands for a couple of minutes ago, “....”