"Babe... babe," called out Yi Chen with his hand resting on Zi Han's flushed cheek which was hot to the touch. Zi Han wasn't having a fever or anything but he surely had that appearance.
His ears, cheeks and nose were red and so were his lips. The hovercar had a cool breeze regulating the temperature but Zi Han felt very hot making Yi Chen a little worried.
But Zi Han kissed his lips shutting him up while clinging to him as he rode his hardness to seventh heaven.
Yi Chen could feel the scorching heat coming from his body but under Zi Han's spell, he couldn't help it. His hands subconsciously wrapped around Zi Han's back like a bower constrictor as his lover writhed his body rhythmically.
