"ZhiYi-"
MingYu pushed at ZhiYi's chest, wriggling his body to free himself out of the man's hold. But the hold only tightened, their flushed cheeks brushing by each other.
The squelching sounds of pleasure from behind the veils invaded MingYu's senses and a shudder raked through him, his body shaking like a leaf in the wind.
Despite his skin itching to be touched by the man, MingYu applied more pressure over ZhiYi's body.
"Not here-"
The surrounding scene changed so quickly, MingYu shut his eyes to brace for an impact that never came.
"Better?" ZhiYi's breath tickled his ear, eliciting a little whimper from MingYu's lips and he blinked his eyes open.
