Satisfied by his research a sleepy Wen Qinxi cut the call with his mind at ease. Guys could say that to each other with no odd intentions. Growing up most of his friends were online acquaintances that he met once or twice. He barely had any physical interactions so lacked experience when it came to such boundaries among friends.
"See you were overthinking it. I might not be human but l do have a clear understanding of human emotion. Focus on helping Qie Ranzhe pass this world, not these trivial matters," said the system hoping Wen Qinxi would buy its bullshit and expel any doubts.
'Seriously, do l look like l was overthinking? l used to say it to my friends all the time so why would I overthink it,' replied Wen Qinxi lying through his teeth. He didn't want to seem backward or old-fashioned.
"Sure, sure boss," said Jolie agreeing with him but it knew Wen Qinxi's full history choosing not to expose him.
'Though l wish he wouldn't hug me this tight,' said Wen Qinxi trying to escape from the octopus' tentacles.
"PTSD, show more love," said the system overplaying that card.
'Piss off! PTSD my ass," replied Wen Qinxi still struggling to free himself from Qie Ranzhe without waking him up. Since Wen Qinxi said piss off the system really pissed off leaving its helpless boss struggling like a mouse caught in a mousetrap.
Wen Qinxi thought that things couldn't get more complicated than this but boy was he wrong. Because he scuffled so much Qie Ranzhe face was now touching his ear that if he turned his face slightly his nose would collide into Qie Ranzhe's cheek. "Shit!" he cursed in a muffled voice while trying to shift his face away with his neck tilted in an awkward away but holding that posture was so painful that he wanted to cry.
He had no choice but to return his head to its original position. Just when he succumbed to his fate another complication arose which was Qie Ranzhe's warm breath tickling his ear with each rhythmic exhale. It was then that he realised things had graduated from bad to worse as he swore under his breath. Wen Qinxi tried to find the system to at least distract his mind from the strangely enjoyable sensation with a movie but that system never reappeared.
He silently endured but without warning, the situation upgraded again from worse to tragic. To Wen Qinxi's astonishment under the constant provocation by a sleeping Qie Ranzhe, his brainless member down below chose the wrong time to rise to the occasion slowly ascending like fermenting bread dough. Wen Qinxi watched with wide eyes as the shameless Wen Qi junior stiffly stood in attention forming a familiar peak.
'What the fuck! Go down you fuckin idiot. You are getting hard over such a small thing? Does it look like there are any pretty girls here jerkass?' he scolded his embarrassing boner but in response, the junior began to involuntary twitch on its own as though mocking him.
Wen Qinxi, "...." dumbstruck. The more Qie Ranzhe's warm breath grazed his ear, the redder it became inciting the release of feel-good hormones all over his body. Wen Qinxi was in disbelief he didn't know a guy could get turned on by another even though his straight, well, at least that's what he thought. This was too overwhelming for him so he decided to wake Qie Ranzhe so he could release him otherwise Wen Qinxi wouldn't be able to sleep tonight.
"Qie Ranzhe," called out Wen Qinxi while shaking him but Qie Ranzhe didn't respond. He called out a couple more times vigorously shaking him to no avail. Just when he was about to give up, Qie Ranzhe finally moved his head away saying, "Be good stop making trouble," without even opening his eyes.
Wen Qinxi sighed in relief when the source of his provocation was cut off. His relief didn't last long as the situation kicked up a notch transcending from tragic to torment. Qie Ranzhe shifted his left leg that was originally wrapped around Wen Qinxi's knees moving it up to his groin. Wen Qinxi's body temperature soared up to unprecedented levels giving off a feverish illusion. He was hysterical with his entire body covered in sweat and heart beating so fast as though it was going to burst out of his chest at a moment's notice.
While he was having a panic attack his junior member was ecstatic as though it had received a drop of water after a long gruesome drought. His ashamed face was as red as a ripe cherry as pre-cum seeped out dampening his pants. In his entire existence, Wen Qinxi had never been this humiliated before.
He tried to wiggle his body upwards to free Wen Qi junior currently trapped under Qie Ranzhe's inner thigh but his subtle movements aggravated his member even more and the result, well, let's not further humiliate him by saying it.
Oh, what the heck, we are all adults so I will say it. Wen Qinxi reached his peak of ecstasy with his entire body convulsing in unparalleled pleasure. His climax was so intense that he had to bury his head into the pillow so as to muffle the uncontrollable gruff moan escaping his throat.
Wen Qinxi spent the entire night in his wet pants feeling extremely uncomfortable with his redden eyes wide open. Qie Ranzhe eventually moved as soon as the sun peeked from the horizon. That movement was enough to allow Wen Qinxi to escape with great difficulty. He literally wiggled out of Qie Ranzhe's arms falling onto the ground with a loud thud that was loud enough to wake the dead.
Wen Qinxi groaned in pain while lifting his body from the floor. Qie Ranzhe was woken up by the sudden sound of a person's body slamming hard against the floor and sat up looking down with his eyes filled with concern for Lin Jingxie. "Jin-ge are you okay," he said about to get off the bed to help him up.
Glancing over the suspicious wet patch on his pants, Wen Qinxi froze yelling, "Don't," with his hand gesturing for him to stay away. Qie Ranzhe couldn't see anything apart from Lin Jingxie on all fours with his butt facing him. The view was so provocative that he couldn't resist stretching his hand to give Lin Jingxie's ass a gentle squeeze but soon retracted his hand when he came back to his senses.
With a grimace on his face, Wen Qinxi stood up and awkwardly walked as straight as a board towards his neatly folded outer garment. He only eased up his tense muscles when he was fully clothed instantly calming his erratic heart. He turned to look at Qie Ranzhe saying, "This is the last time we share a bed. You are fuckin octopus," before walking out not even caring about his dishevelled hair.
Qie Ranzhe who had just been scolded early in the morning by Lin Jingxie lay back down wondering what he had done that was so bad to have his sleepover privileges revoked. It's only after a while that he noticed his pants on his inner thigh was slightly wet. Curious he used his finger to scrap the minuscule fluid and smelt it. In shock, Qie Ranzhe swore, "Fuck!" realising what it was. After all, he was a man and could easily recognize that scent. He lay back down with a subtle smile biting his lower lip filled with mixed feelings.
"I can't believe I slept through an exciting event," he said closing his eyes while perversely sniffing the intoxicating scent like an addict.