Capítulo 377: 7.67 On it [M]

Moshe almost let out a relieved cry when his body was slammed against the divan, Lu Yizhou's body followed soon afterward, all tense and heavy in passion. Oh how he had missed this heat, this solid weight that rendered him breathless, this intense gaze that made him feel as if the whole world had faded away… He was one second away from tearing Lu Yizhou's clothes to shreds if the man were to show an ounce of hesitation. 

Lu Yizhou placed one broad palm — hot, very very hot, Moshe noted, but it could just be because he was too sensitive — under Moshe's thigh, intending to lift it up his elbow but Moshe beat him to it. He parted his legs, locked his heels behind Lu Yizhou's back and yanked him down so their bodies were pressed closely together.