บท 146: 143: (M) Ecstasy; entangled in the depth of the night

At his words, a soft whimper left Yan Hansheng's lips as he tugged at Lin FenXiang's hair and brushed his nose against the painter's.

Panting slightly, he whispered with a tremble in his voice. “I won't... I swear.“

Lin FenXiang closed his eyes, a laugh rumbled in his chest as he placed his hand on the table beside Yan Hansheng's head and kissed him again, swallowing the quiet noises that he made.

“I sure hope so.“ He murmured against the musician's mouth. “Let's take this to the bed?“

Yan Hansheng moaned, feeling the painter's lips trail a path of kisses on his jaw. “Uhm... Uncle and Auntie probably won't appreciate it.“

Lin FenXiang laughed, tucking his face under the musician's chin as his shoulders shook, minutely. “Yeah, let's go.“

Placing his hands on the sides of the musician's slender waist, Lin FenXiang lifted him from the table and tapped on his bottom as he felt Yan Hansheng's arms circle around his neck tighter.