He flushed and he saw his husband's eyes widened as redness crept up the beautiful face. A clearing of the throat, Wang Li pulled away from him, but the red tint on his ears made Ying Yue bit his grin.
"Is that something you like too?" Ying Yue whispered bashfully and Wang Li made a wounded sound.
"You must stop, Ying Yue. Do not speak any more."
Wang Li covered his red face, aroused and confused with his lover. Pure, safe, kind Ying Yue enjoyed… enjoyed being hurt? He couldn't bring himself to lay hands in such a way with his wife! He would never! He couldn't-
"Whatever you wish, my husband, I shall do my best."
He looked at his wife and felt his entire body softened to such admittance. Kissing his lover's lips, he kissed Ying Yue slowly and softly. He felt hands on his chest and waist. Kissing deeper, he earned a pleased moan from his wife. Pulling slowly back, he felt Ying Yue follow his lips and he bit harder on his lover's plump bottom lip.
