Xu Feng found himself standing in his private kitchen, the subtle tinge of redness accentuating his lips as he traced their slightly swollen outline with a thoughtful expression. His husband, Xuan Jian's, lingering attention had left him feeling incredibly desired, a sensation that didn't fade even in moments of separation.
He was very wanted by his husband despite it all.
Though no official obligation demanded it—it had technically only been 3 days since their last bed appointment—a sense of anticipation and need lingered within Xu Feng.
It had been 25 days (22 days in the space and 3 days in real time) since his last intimate session with Xuan Jian—a stretch of time that had jumped out at him from nowhere. It was now an unbearable ache in his lower abdomen.
Author: Can you feel it coming?
Xu Feng: The stamina?
Author: *Evil grin*
Xu Feng: I feel it coming!
Author: We don't want to get hit with a copyright claim, don't sing!
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