ZhiYi rummaged through a basket lying next to their bed before something suspiciously similar to a small vial rested between his fingers.
"... You come prepared." MingYu's brow arched as ZhiYi climbed over the bed and settled between his legs with a toothy smile.
"Always."
"Mm, suspicious."
"You are my one and only."
"Mhm." MingYu pursed his lips, playful suspicion twinkling in his eyes as ZhiYi dropped the vial next to his waist and leaned over.
The kiss was soft - ZhiYi took his time, nibbling and licking, biting and suckling, until MingYu's lips swell into a delightfully pink color.
The cold vial pressed against MingYu's warm skin, sending shivers across his body.
ZhiYi's palm ran over his skin, warming the cool flesh little by little. MingYu's eyes fluttered close, his body memorizing each touch and caress like invisible lines of a tattoo.
