Lian covered his face in embarrassment and Ding stretched his hand and tilted his chin up placing a kiss on his lips. Unlike Lian's quick actions, Ding took his time savouring Lian's slightly cold lips nibbling and licking his bottom lip.
Lian closed his eyes and opened his mouth allowing Ding to reach deeper into him. They pulled apart after a few minutes their breathes heavy. Ding snaked his hand up Lian's shirt and he quickly pushed him back.
"Master... let's not do this... we're both sober..."
Ding grabbed his wrists in his hand and leaned down to his eye level," Do you think I don't know we're sober?"
"But..."
Doing these things with a sober Ding was terrifying... he preferred doing it with a drunk one who won't remember a single thing after all was over..
