The Assassin's Enemy Lover

The warmth from Zi Han’s cock and the contact along the shaft intensified the sensation making Yi Chen let out a muffled groan.

As Zi Han continued to thrust his hips forward and stroke their members together things became extremely heated like a contagious fever was passing back and forth between them.

Zi Han pushed Yi Chen down and with their chests, stomachs, and cocks plastered together he began to move his body as they kissed passionately.

Yi Chen went through a myriad of emotions as his hand caressed Zi Han’s back. Lewd sounds echoed in the room as the figures on the bed entwined together enthralled in passion.

“Ah fuck.... mm mm ... ah aah fuck,” whispered Zi Han his hips grinding fervidly as his fingers clutching the sheets tightly.

As he approached the pique of ecstasy Zi Han bit down on Yi Chen’s shoulder his muscles tense as a flux of creamy fluid flowed out of his cock.

The low whimpers coming from his throat and the way Zi Han’s body moved as he climaxed broke the taut string. Yi Chen hugged Zi Han’s back tightly as he groaned in gratification reaching the ultimate pique of pleasure.

.....

The two of them lay there quietly for a minute catching their breaths. Zi Han felt sweaty and the wetness between them was discomforting but he couldn’t let go of Yi Chen. He kept embracing him his mind straying to the pair of rings in his storage.

He was truly considering taking them out and putting them on each of their fingers. He felt the time was right but at the same time he didn’t want to make it seem like his mother had gotten to him.

Yi Chen hadn’t said anything when they came back. Maybe he was still thinking about it. Zi Han decided to talk to him about it after cleaning up but when he raised his head the man was already asleep.

Zi Han, “...”

“Chen-ge,” he called out and there was no response.

“Chen Chen,” he called out again but the man was still passed out. If it weren’t for his chest rising and falling one would think he was dead.

“Yi Chen,” he said again and this time there was a response.

“Mn,” he answered and rubbed Zi Han’s back as though appeasing him before falling back asleep.

Zi Han, “...”

He bit his cheek staring at the man sleeping peacefully. He suddenly felt helpless. He was the one who always passed out not the other way around.

Zi Han heaved a sigh as he sat up. He touched the sticky wetness on his belly and a slight quirk appeared on his face. Since his baby wanted to sleep then tomorrow he was going to wake up an engaged man.

Zi Han got off the bed and grabbed a few wet wipes before cleaning the cum off his belly.

After he was done he cleaned up the sticky fluids on his sweetheart’s stomach before fixing Yi Chen’s clothes and covering him with a quilt. When he finally finished he slipped underneath the quilt with two black rings in his hand and placed it on each of their ring fingers.

One could only imagine the type of expression Yi Chen would have when he wakes up with a ring on his finger. Imagining that colorful expression on Yi Chen’s face when he woke up, Zi Han fell asleep with a contented expression.

***

“Take another picture, this time make sure you make the cake appear bigger,” said Zi Feiji instead of letting Zain and Omari take the ice cream cake in before it melts.

“Grandpa... just let them put it inside. It’s already melting,” said Zi Han but grandpa Zi wasn’t having it.

“How am I supposed to brag about it if I don’t get a good picture? I want to show that bastard that I am better at this than him,” said Zi Feiji before ordering Zain and Omari around.

And these two were glad to make grandpa Zi happy because to them this man was a legend.

“Look at me, look at me,” said Zi Xingxi fixing Zi Han’s hair before continuing, “I have taken care of everyone except for one. Just keep safe and don’t think about all those messed up things while you are out there, okay? I will follow you after. I just need to deal with that last person. I will be your backup.”

Zi Han would have much preferred it if his mother stayed here with his grandfather but his mother had indeed offended a lot of people thus they could only do this.

“Okay, I will be careful. Just take grandpa along. I am really worried about him staying alone,” said Zi Han as his mother glanced at the man who was having a photo shoot for an ice cream cake.

Zi Xingxi nodded her head in agreement before stretching out her palm and asking for something but Zi Han was playing dumb.

“Give it,” said Zi Xingxi her brow arched like she meant business.

Zi Han sighed as he pulled down the zipper of his jacket. A fluffy head with a bow popped out of his jacket and made a distinct wee sound as though confused.

“You can take Mr. Twiggles with you but not him. It’s too cold for him there,” said Zi Xingxi as she took away the little Nimsel.

“Ma, just say it. You two are monopolizing my baby. Look, you put a pink bow on him. Who does that?” said Zi Han his tone accusatory.

“Come here my little cutie.... Oh, and why are you wearing gloves? You never wear them,” said Zi Xingxi narrowing her eyes to take a closer look.

“Ma, will you stop? Look at what grandpa is doing,” said Zi Han trying to prevent his mother’s investigative spirit from coming out.

In his defense, Zi Feiji really needed to be stopped. The man was going bonkers with that masterpiece that deserved to be eaten and not sit under the sun having a photoshoot.

AN: Now I want ice cream cake. Have you guys tried it? Also, don’t put an engagement ring on your partner’s finger while they’re sleeping. It might not end well. Just saying.