His whole body was aching and he was was hungry!!. Hun-ga-ry!!!
"You're wasting your strength.". Zucchini said sighing helplessly.
And because of his goodwill Anying almost got a heart attack.
"Hey!. Warn me when you want to invade my privacy!.". He warned closing his eyes with furrowed brows.
Zucchini scoffed at that. "Warn you. With my butt. Am I not still going to make the same noise when I warn you?.".
"..."
Zucchini was right... Like Anying was going to admit it. "Whatever just get out of my head.".
Unbelievable!."-hey. don't vent your hun-ga-ry anger on me young man!-".
Anying's face morphed into a frown when he got reminded of his predicament and he said. "Get. Out.". pronouncing each word so the idiot could hear it but oh...
Zucchini rolled it's non-existent eyes at his statement and began". If I don't, you can't do anything about it anyway. But. I would leave you to your boredom anyway because I don't accompany the likes of you without commands!. ".
Anying flared"you!. What is that supposed to mean?!.". He asked trying to calm down and wishing the AI had a physical body so it could be beaten up to a pulp.
Zucchini replied bluntly. "Save your strength and stress for later, will you?, I'm out of here". And it left
*Poof* like it was never there and Anying was left to himself again...
Then the hunger returned in full force slamming into him harder than before... He couldn't even move himself that much anymore... but sorry, he wasn't admitting that zucchini was a good company, to hell with the sophisticated AI.
". Where is everyone and when is Hanze even coming back?...". He asked, facing the door and waiting for the handle to turn.
"Aaf... so boring... I'm bored..." He mummured in annoyance... And then went silent... Then ten minutes later after another silence, he said,
"Hanze get me out of here.... Hanze, Hanze, Hanze... Hanze, Get me out of here..". Then he went quite..
He kept mummuring till another ten minutes passed and a click sound from the door entered his ears... Distracting him.
' hanze... Is back.. '. He thought..
But instead of feeling saved and relieved like he thought he would... He found himself deflating, heart palpitating and shivers returning...
*Click*... Hanze opened the door and entered, after which he closed the door and his blue eyes with a neutral face immediately turned to the youth who was now trying very much to stand up.
Hanze leaned back against the door and waited... Ah, he couldn't wait to have those red soft and Sweet lips parted for him again to devour.
Anying sighed and got up with all strength he could muster and walked slowly towards Hanze with his head bowed and hair draping around him... There was a lump caught on his throat to say the least...
He arrived in front of Hanze in due time and greeted in a barely Audible voice,
"Welcome..".
"Hm...". Hanze hummed in replied, not taking his eyes off anying's trembling slender body, especially the bruise around his neck.
Anying then raised his head and closed the distance between them before demanding.
"Kiss me?...". Since Hanze didn't want to lower his tall neck.
Hanze was amused. "Why?.". He asked.
Anying pursed his lips... He should reply, Hanze didn't like him being silent when he asked a question.
"Because... You just returned from work... And... I-i... Am supposed to kiss you to work and also when you return... ". He replied... With strenuous efforts.
And he got a compliment for it when Hanze wrapped an arm around his waist making him gasp and said,
"Hm.. you're such a lovely wife... What should I do for you as a reward?.".
Anying pursed his lips bewildered... He was being forced to act obedient because he didn't like torture but why was Hanze rubbing it on his face like this?...
What was ' lovely wife ' ?. He was lovely by doing what he didn't want to?. ... And would hanze even grant him anything...
Or maybe... Just maybe he should ask... But before he could do so, Hanze beat him to speaking and said.
"It's alright, you don't want anything. I'm sorry for asking...".
What?!.
That was...
Anying stared up at Hanze's face for an emotion but found non. This made him feel like crying... But he didn't want to, not in front of Hanze, so he lowered his head and bit his lips hard to prevent himself from making a sound.
They stayed like that until, Hanze pressed a thumb on his lowest lips to pull it down...
"Stop bitting, I should be doing that...." He said and then raised anying's chin to see beady eyes and a red nose plus red face...
The rims of the youth's eyes were turning red due to too much storage of unshed tears...
"Oh?." Hanze clicked his tongue at the view and leaned forward.
Like he gave a damn... He began kissing the youth's plum lips to his heart content.
He chewed, bit, sucked, and nibbled hardly...
So Sweet, supple and soft, they were addictive... He didn't even want to withdraw any more, he closed his eyes, ignoring how the youth's body might collapse due to lack of oxygen for a while and continued suck-kissing his mouth.
Hanze only withdrew his tongue from inside the choking anying's mouth when his body went weak against him completely.
Anying gasped hard as soon as he got freedom, his lips was now swollen and painfully red from the unwanted kissing section.
He took deep breaths and lay there pliant against Hanze's warm and firm chest while the taller male was stroking his hair... It was a wonderful warm feeling and he felt drowsy... His eyes were so close to dropping close when he Heard Hanze speak.
"Wife?...". he called in a low voice.
"Hm?.". Anying unconsciously replied and felt the hand on his hair glide down to the skin of his slender waist to hold.