Bab 590: 9.60 I Can? [M]

Zhao Bolin had really been prepared for death. However, the long awaited pain did not come. Through the loud hammer of the downpour, he heard Lu Yizhou say, "No…" His voice was ragged as if the heavy panting had eroded it thin, so soft and filled with painful pleading. "Won't bite you… I won't bite you…" 

Zhao Bolin gasped when Lu Yizhou's lips moved to his shoulder and bit down gently on the fabric of his pajamas, as though it was the only way he could prevent himself from truly drowning in desire. The tremor which shook through him intensified. The hands braced beside Zhao Bolin's head had long since balled into fists and right now, Zhao Bolin could even hear his knuckles cracking from how hard he was clenching them. 

"I won't bite you…" Lu Yizhou said again, more to himself. This time, his scorching lips were planted on Zhao Bolin's upper arm, still covered in pajamas, suckling and licking.