A cold chill from the lubricant made him shiver subconsciously as he moved away planning to run.
"Uh-uh come here," whispered Keit his long hair hanging down his forehead messily, "I promise it won't hurt." While saying this he was dragging the man back.
Yi Feng glared at him before saying, "You have to loosen me up first. You tell me it won't hurt but it hurts each time."
A slight quirk appeared at the corner of Kiet's lips as he rubbed Yi Feng's lower lip with his thumb. "Just tell me what you really want. Why do you like speaking in riddles," he said before chuckling lowly his lips brushing against the man's cheek.
Yi Feng who had been caught bit his lower lip slightly before whispering, "Doctor Kiet... it itches... I am itching for a fuck." Kiet's eyes darkened as he gazed at his lover intently.
