*Warning - mildly sensitive*
Pei Yueran would be the first to admit she was not a very good kisser. Despite having been married before, kissing was not her strong suit.
But in Li Chuanmo, she had met her tutor, and in her, he had found his muse.
After she touched her lips with his, she drew back to look into his eyes, smiling.
Li Chuanmo gently pulled her closer and settled her on his thighs.
Then he proceeded to show her —with very specific actions— what kissing was all about.
As they kissed, their breaths intermingled with their chests rising and falling in sequence.
Pei Yueran put her arms around his neck and shifted a bit to get more comfortable, and Li Chuanmo's endorphin levels shot up. It was a kind of pleasurable pain that swallowed up his ability to reason.
The hand he kept on her back to steady her seemed to gain a mind of its own as it slipped into her off-shoulder top, sliding higher until it touched the hook of her underwear, which he skillfully unhooked.
Pei Yueran started feeling lightheaded and gently slid her mouth out of his in order to take in more air. Still unsatisfied, Li Chuanmo took his kisses downwards, peppering her jaw, neck and shoulders with kisses, awakening long forgotten emotions in both of them.
She couldn't help it, she made a sound.
That redirected Li Chuanmo to her lips while his hands moved to the front of her body to cup her ––
CRASHHHHH!!!!!
A loud crash startled them — Pei Yueran to be exact. Her heart thudded as she returned to earth. It took a little more effort to interrupt Li Chuanmo's single-minded concentration, but she eventually got his attention when something made a "thump" sound as it came in contact with the door of the study.
Both of them broke apart, panting. Pei Yueran tried to get up to see what was happening but Li Chuanmo held her still. He couldn't handle her making any sort of movement at the moment.
They maintained the same posture, while trying to catch their breaths. Li Chuanmo could not hide his frustration. Why was it that they could never get some alone time? It seemed like they always had to be interrupted by either people or events.
Now that he could think rationally again, he realized that this was neither the best place nor time. Although no one would just walk into his study without knocking, with Yuchen and his parents around, it was still not a very private place, not to mention the fact that his study wasn't even soundproof.
"Can you hear that?"
Li Chuanmo came out of his reverie at the sound of her voice. Her lips looked luscious and inviting, and he was mindlessly drawn to them again, until Pei Yueran covered his lips with her palm.
"Chuanmo, focus!"
And focus he did, eventually. He finally let her get up. Pei Yueran stood up with alacrity as if she had just been granted amnesty, walking towards the door. She needed air and they both needed time to calm down.
But when she opened the door, she froze, looking straight ahead in shock. The blush that had receded earlier came back in full force. She blushed to the roots of her hair.
Noticing her abnormality, Li Chuanmo went to investigate. His pupils constricted when he saw what she was looking at.
"What are both of you doing!" Li Chuanmo bellowed while spinning Pei Yueran around to hug her, effectively hiding her face in his chest. He didn't think she wanted to watch.
Li Chuanmo could not put his feelings into words. He could never understand why his parents would leave their huge room and turn to other less private parts of the house to have fun in the sheets.
He was doubly angry because they interrupted his own moment, while having a swell time of their own. They were most likely the ones that made the crashing and thudding noises that interrupted their private time.
Did they really want him to get married?
No wonder Pei Yueran was shocked motionless. His parents were currently standing in the hallway, wrapped in a big blanket and looking for all the world like that was the only article of clothing near them at present.
From their vantage point, they could see Zhang Heying, who stood with her back to the door. Li Qianye's hands that were holding the blanket shut were also visible, but his head was down as he worked on his wife's chest.
Zhang Heying's head was thrown back, and the moans coming out of her mouth were unmistakable.
Just hearing them in the confines of Li Chuanmo's chest was doing wonders to Pei Yueran's imagination and blood pressure.
This lone sentence from Li Chuanmo jolted Zhang Heying and Li Qianye from their passionate session.
Zhang Heying, for the first time, did not retort and only buried her face into Li Qianye's chest. The main reason was that she needed some time to adjust her emotions after what she just experienced, but a second reason was that she was a bit bashful.
It was not because of Li Chuanmo — after all it wasn't his first time seeing them in a similar situation, but she felt she might have embarrassed Pei Yueran greatly.
"Chuanmo, Ran'er, both of you are still here? We thought you would be asleep by now." Li Qianye said in a throaty voice.
"Even at that Father, couldn't both of you do this in your room? Or at least in a private spot? Why in front of my study?"
"Actually we have tried out a lot of places in your house already and just impulsively decid...." Li Qianye was explaining when Zhang Heying pinched him to shut him up.
Didn't he know what that sounded like? Why was he telling their son and future daughter-in-law about their escapades in the couple's own house?
Li Qianye coughed to clear his throat. "We apologize. We will be more careful next time."
Li Chuanmo raised a brow at the mention of "next time", but he didn't say anything. He stood watching his parents as they moved slowly into their room.
When she heard their door close, Pei Yueran finally raised her head from Li Chuanmo's solid chest muscles and looked up..... straight into Li Chuanmo's eyes.
Pei Yueran tried to alleviate the tension in the air. "Well, that was a very unexpected sight. It's admirable that Uncle and Auntie are still this.... active and in love."
"Yes, very. So, should we continue too?"