Thanks for a lovely Anonymous darling for providing me the delicious car scene! I’ve added it, but also letting the censored version still here~
Waiting until the last minute, Xia Zhiye appeared breathless at the door of Room 616 at 22:59. When he opened the door and saw a bundled-up little ostrich on the bed, he finally breathed a sigh of relief.
But when he saw the small cakes and keys on the table, he couldn’t help sighing.
He locked the door, sat next to the quilt lump, and asked in a whisper, “You’re still angry with me?”
The quilt didn’t move and didn’t seem to want to pay attention to him.
Probably because he was so angry and embarrassed.
Song Yan has never been so humiliated in his life.
If he could, he would even wish to see anyone again for the rest of his life.
However, Xia Zhiye ran violently for nearly 2 km in the heavy snow without doing any warm-up activities. The cold wind hurt his skin and throat, and his breath was very uneven. His breathing was fast and heavy, and his voice was nasal and hoarse.
The more he listened from inside the blanket, the more it seemed off. Feeling embarrassed and worried at the same time, this fact was the last thing to tip the scales of his internal struggle. Eventually, he sneakily opened a gap in the blanket.
He saw Xia Zhiye’s neatly tucked brown hair was messed up at this moment, and the originally fair and healthy skin was abnormally red. He even faintly could see some cracked patch of skin, clearly because it was too dry.
The tip of the nose was unusually red, and white breaths were puffing out rapidly between the lips. Beads of sweat, unexpected for this season, dotted his forehead, and there were still some partially melted snowflakes in his hair and on the collar.
Song Yan frowned. “Did you run here?”
“Yeah.” Xia Zhiye smiled casually, “The traffic jam is so bad, I’m afraid I won’t be back in time.”
“If you couldn’t make it back, then so be it. It’s not like you don’t have a place to stay. Are you crazy to run back in such heavy snow?” Finally unable to hold back, Song Yan lifted the blanket, looking at Xia Zhiye with a mixture of coldness and annoyance.
Xia Zhiye found out that although this man had already taken a bath and changed into pajamas, his face was still covered with a scarf. Clearly this was a signal of how he didn’t want to see anyone. Xia Zhiye couldn’t stop himself from chuckling. “I was just worried you’d be sulking alone in the dorm, and you might not sleep well.”
Hearing these words, Song Yan sullenly retracted the quilt. He turned, making Xia Zhiye face his back. He said nothing.
Xia Zhiye rubbed his head and said softly. “If you are angry, you can curse me, beat me, and punish me by making me kneel down on the keyboard, but don’t give me a cold treatment. My dad said that the cold treatment is the worst, as it hurts both parties’ feelings without reconciling it. Why don’t I find a keyboard and kneel now, and you can scold me?”
“Who wants you to kneel, you think you can sell your misery…”
Song Yan turned around angrily. He originally wanted to scold him, but he met Xia Zhiye’s embarrassed and gentle look, so he only let out a marshmallow punch. He’s annoyed, but not angry.
After holding his breath for so long, he could only coldly spat out: “Go and take a shower and change your clothes.”
“Don’t catch a cold.”
Song Yan might not say that sentence out loud, but Xia Zhiye could guess it.
His voice was muffled by his thick scarf, sounding like a child making trouble.
Sure enough, their family Song Daxi is the most soft-hearted person in the world.
Unable to resist, Xia Zhiye reached out, hooked the scarf, revealing the blushing face underneath that covering. He lowered his head, gently pecked his lips. And before Song Yan could react and possibly kill him, he grabbed his pajamas and swiftly darted into the bathroom.
Song Yan, who was angry because he was taken advantage of on the bed, kicked the quilt violently.
He’s no good!
He fell for Xia Zhiye’s charm again!
‘Arghh! When Xia Zhiye comes back from a bath, he must be killed!’
But as soon as he opened his phone and saw the current temperature at -3°C with a northeast wind of level 4-5, he couldn’t stay angry.
That fool, just because he said something about sleeping together when he was drunk, he actually took it seriously.
He wouldn’t die from one night of poor sleep. What’s the big deal of running back in this freezing weather?
So, this dog really had to be either a shameless scammer who cheats his money and love, or just a skilled seducer. He was so good at enticing people that it was hard to bring himself to hate that dog. It was truly annoying.
Song Yan kicked the quilt angrily.
One time – not enough. One more time, two times, three times, four times, five times, his anger couldn’t be quelled.
So, when Xia Zhiye came out after showering, what he saw was the newly crowned cold and ruthless school bully in No.3 Middle High mercilessly beating an innocent quilt, clearly with the intent to kill.
Thinking of those punches and kicks falling on him, Xia Zhiye felt phantom pain all over his body.
But sometimes fortune is a blessing in disguise, and misfortune is unavoidable.
It was his sin, so he deserved it.
So, with a face of resigned tenderness, he walked over, sat by the bed, looked at Song Yan, and held his hand. “Babe, be gentle later. It doesn’t matter if you beat me to death, just don’t hurt your own hand.”
“Okay, then you can kill yourself with a knife.”
Song Yan raised his chin and pointed at the fruit knife on the table with a ruthless expression.
Xia Zhiye: “…”
It is not impossible.
Xia Zhiye looked at Song Yan with gentle and affectionate eyes. “I can die, but before I die, I have a last wish.”
Song Yan was generous enough to humor him. “Say it.”
“You know four joys in life: a timely rain after a long drought, meeting an old friend in a foreign land, a wedding night with candles, and the moment of success in the Imperial Examination. Given the current situation, I dare not hope for the other three, so I just want to ask for a wedding night with candles… Ah!”
Before Xia Zhiye could finish, he was kicked off the bed, then stubbornly climbed back. “Really, Yan-ge, you can experience it with this good deal! Not 998, not even 888, but only 180 yuan! The ultimate experience to bring home a pure and beautiful male high school student! With this cost-saving package, you… hiss-“
Xia Zhiye was kicked out of bed again.
This time Song Yan was really angry. He sat up, tore off his scarf, and smashed it on Xia Zhiye. “How dare you pretend to be a pure and beautiful high school boy to scam me out of my money! I think you didn’t die fast enough!”
Xia Zhiye thought that instead of letting Song Yan bottle up his anger, he would let him vent out instead. So he crawled back to the bed stubbornly.
“I’m not pretending. I really am a pure and handsome high school boy. Just look at how innocent and handsome I am. And I didn’t lie to you. Taking orders from the rich woman back then was because that idiot Shan Huai needed money. Later on, I wanted to buy a washing machine for you. After knowing that it was you, I just wanted to change my approach and tell you that I genuinely like you. So, I really didn’t cheat you for money, at most, I cheated you for your… companionship.”
Song Yan once again kicked Xia Zhiye’s waist. “You’re still trying to justify yourself!”
“I like you too much.” Xia Zhiye crawled back for the third time, “Who made our Young Master Song so rich and kind and helpful? Someone like me, who has nothing but good looks, can only shamelessly entangle you. Otherwise, where will the scarf and milk tea come from? So I can die in your hands, but I must not leave you, or else I will die because of hunger and cold in this harsh winter.”
Even at this point, he’s still up to his old tricks.
Song Yan couldn’t take it anymore. He let out another kick. “Fuck you, don’t pretend to be poor with Laozi!”
Xia Zhiye quickly grabbed Song Yan’s ankle this time, held it in the palm of his hand and coaxed in a low voice, “I didn’t pretend to be poor with you. I’m really poor. I left the banquet early today, so I know my Grandpa will be so angry he’ll cut off my pocket money for a few months. I’ll really starve to death if our Yan-ge won’t support me.”
Song Yan didn’t want to pay any attention to him at all. He just wanted to withdraw his foot in shame.
Xia Zhiye showed him his mobile phone. “Look, really, I didn’t lie to you.”
Sure enough, on the screen was a WeChat message from Elder Xia: [You little brat actually left all these guests and ran away first! What are you thinking? Have you lost all sense of propriety? Forget about your New Year’s money and pocket money! I’ve also talked to Xia Yu, not a penny is allowed for you! Just bear with it and eat some bitterness!]
“…”
It turns out that Xia Zhiye really left so many guests for him and ran first.
Thinking of how Xia Zhiye was in a hurry just now, Song Yan softened again. With pursed lips, he relaxed the strength of his legs.
Xia Zhiye looked at Song Yan with a look of self-reproach, and sighed inwardly. Although he wanted to coax Song Yan, he also didn’t want to see Song Yan always blaming himself whenever something happened.
It’s a sign of his immense insecurity.
So, he released Song Yan’s ankle, scooted forward a bit, and rubbed his head while softly coaxing, “But I’ll be very rich in the future. My dad left me quite a bit of money, and I’ll inherit it when I turn 18. Plus, I’m so smart and outstanding, I’ll definitely make a lot of money by myself too. I’ll even let my boyfriend manage all the money. So, would you like to consider it?”
Song Yan raised his gaze to look at Xia Zhiye. He looked a bit wary. “What are you thinking about?”
“What is there to consider?”
As Xia Zhiye spoke, he laughed, and with the same hand that was rubbing Song Yan’s head, he pressed down forcefully, flattening the long bangs to block Song Yan’s line of sight.
Annoyed, Song Yan slapped his hand away, ready to scold him, but he hesitated slightly upon seeing a bunch of keys suddenly appear in front of him.
Those were the keys Xia Zhiye had once given him, claiming it was for a home that belonged to both of them. However, Song Yan, in a fit of anger, had thrown them onto the table, intending to return them and never take them again.
At this moment, Xia Zhiye gently and solemnly gave it to him again. “Of course, it’s considering whether you want to be my boyfriend for life and the head of our future family.”
Song Yan had a cold face and turned his head away.
Xia Zhiye patiently continued to coax in a low voice. “My dad is a rake-eared man, and he is very good to my mother, so I think I should also follow in his footsteps. As long as you are willing, I promise that from now on, I will never lie to you again.”
“As long as it’s mine, I’ll give it to you. Our home will always be whatever you say, and I’ll always cherish you. I’ll make up for all the things you’ve been missing and like. I’m not lying to you about any of this.”
“I never thought you would actively ask me if I wanted to be together, so I was so happy at that moment that I didn’t have time to prepare anything, and those misunderstandings didn’t get a proper explanation. I’ve always felt like I owe you a very formal confession, so no matter how angry you are or how long you hold onto that anger, it’s justified because I didn’t do it well.”
“But if I can keep my word today, would our lovely classmate Song Yan be willing to forgive me and promise me?”
Xia Zhiye gently put the key into Song Yan’s palm, “As long as you accept this key, you will be the head of our family in the future.”
The metal was cool to the touch, and yet, it still burned his skin.
Song Yan curled his fingers slightly.
He never thought that Xia Zhiye would come like this–
In Song Yan’s mind, he thought he was so fussy that even Xia Zhiye would lose his temper.
Because he had never had the privilege to be willful in front of anyone from childhood to adulthood, and this was the first time. He was worried that he might have been too much, too willful, too fussy. If Xia Zhiye got impatient, he might not coax him anymore.
In the end, not only did Xia Zhiye not get impatient, but also gave him something better.
As if he deserves to be coaxed.
Turning around, he saw Xia Zhiye under the light, having set aside all the playfulness and jokes, revealing only a serious and gentle expression. Suddenly, Song Yan felt a pang in his heart.
No anger, no shame, no embarrassment of social death. Just… a sour feeling in his heart.
It was the kind of sourness that made him want to cry, as if he was the child who had been holding back grievances for a long, long time and never dared to be a little willful had finally found someone willing to embrace him.
But Song Yan felt that he couldn’t show his grievances. With a lowered eyelash, he said in a light tone. “Actually, I’m not that angry, I just don’t know what to do.”
Xia Zhiye held his hand. “You don’t know what to do?”
“What you’ve given me is something I’ve never had before. I originally thought that what I give you is what you need, so as long as I give you enough, you treat me well, and I can feel justified. But now I realize that what I give you is actually something you don’t need at all, so I don’t know what to do. This problem is indeed a bit troublesome.”
He spoke clearly and calmly, and his tone was rational and a bit cold. It’s as if he wanted to use the most objective and calm attitude to explain this issue.
However, when he said certain words, his voice trembled slightly. It made Xia Zhiye’s heart reverberate in return.
He knew that Song Yan was really too insecure. Every time he encountered something, he would first reflect on himself, softening his heart, because he always believed he wasn’t worthy of being liked.
Xia Zhiye said a bit impatiently, “Are you stupid? I like you not because of what you’ve given me, but because you’re worth liking. So, there’s nothing to be unsure about. If you’re angry, just say you’re angry. You can scold me or hit me; it’s all fine. If you’re happy, just smile more and give me more kisses and hugs. It’s that simple. Do you understand?”
The tone of voice is so natural. It’s as if he thinks this was the most obvious thing in the world.
Song Yan looked into Xia Zhiye’s eyes, full of sincerity and determination.
After a long silence, he lowered his eyelashes. “Mn, I see.”
Xia Zhiye finally calmed down, held up his head, and asked softly, “This means you’re not angry?”
“Angry.”
Song Yan showed no mercy.
Xia Zhiye: “…”
Why didn’t he go with the routine…
Song Yan’s face was cold, and he said confidently. “Didn’t you just say that if I’m angry, I just need to show it? Now you want to deny that?”
“…no.”
Xia Zhiye felt that he was digging a hole to bury himself. As a professional henpecked man, he consciously asked, “Then you can get angry, Yanyan-xiansheng. Should I go to kneel first?”
As he said that, he got up, looking ready.
But Song Yan grabbed his arm and held it in place.
“Did I let you go? Come here.”
Saying that with unreasonable tyrant temperament.
But Xia Zhiye saw that Song Yan had put away the bunch of keys. He sat next to Song Yan, smiling like a demonic concubine: “So, Yan-ge, how do you plan to punish me?”
He was ready to be kicked a few times by Song Yan.
However, the next second Song Yan said with a cold face: “Didn’t you say that I should give you kisses when I’m happy?”
Xia Zhiye: “?”
Before he could realize what happened, Song Yan grabbed his collar, pulled him close. Song Yan raised his own chin, then brought his lips into Xia Zhiye’s
Because he was covered by a scarf just now, Song Yan’s lips were much warmer than usual.
Normally, Song Yan’s body temperature was on the cooler side, while Xia Zhiye’s was warmer. However, this was the first time Xia Zhiye felt so cool, while Song Yan’s warmth was enticing enough. It was like a spark unexpectedly landing in the dry firewood of winter, making it impossible to resist continuing to crave this warmth.
So when Song Yan, who just wanted to have a taste, was trying to leave, Xia Zhiye grabbed the back of his head and cut off his retreat.
Feeling the other youth’s advances, Song Yan tried to push back, but he was easily pinned to the corner, unable to avoid it. He could only let the other youth get close, with that little spark started a prairie fire, completely surrendering.
When he felt something was wrong, Song Yan was ashamed and tried to push Xia Zhiye away. “Get up, don’t press yourself against me.”
Xia Zhiye chuckled softly. “Okay, no touching.”
Saying this, he raised his hand and turned off the bedside switch. The room plunged into darkness. Then, he leaned down again, and his hand delved into the warmth on this cold winter night.
The scent of citrus-scented shower gel assertively filled the cramped space of the dormitory’s single bed.
Like a solitary boat in the midst of turbulent waves, he could only let himself be swayed by the forceful direction of the surging tide, rising and falling without control. Unable to navigate by himself, there’s constant worry about being overwhelmed by the sea, living in suspense with his life hanging by a thread.
…
It was not until after a long time that he finally washed ashore, falling limply to the bed.
As he was hugged by the waist, like a drowning person who was rescued, Xia Zhiye whispered, “It’s my turn.”
NSFW warning!
Xia Zhiye turned off the light, kissed Song Yan again, and silenced the words Song Yan hadn’t had time to say, slipping his hand under Song Yan’s pajamas.
When the slightly cool palm temperature touched the skin on his waist, Song Yan shuddered and tried to push Xia Zhiye away with the back of his hand.
However, when Xia Zhiye held his waist with one hand, his other hand was actually wandering around, finding its way sandwiched between Song Yan’s slightly parted legs.
Because of the unfamiliar, yet comfortable and stimulating, feeling, Song Yan’s eyebrows tightened instantly.
He leaned his body forward, his forehead resting against Xia Zhiye’s shoulder. His hands, which originally were trying to push the taller youth away, instead curled up, tightly grasping the clothes around Xia Zhiye’s waist.
The tightened grip caused the cloth to bunch into deep folds. Song Yan could only curse in a scratchy, hoarse voice, “Xia Zhiye, y-you… mhh…..”
Before he could finish what he wanted to say, Xia Zhiye’s hand had crawled inside Song Yan’s underwear. His adventurous fingertips lightly scraped across the tip of his Song Yan’s hardening cock, making him let out a muffled groan. The sensation was foreign, yet it was enough to make him lose his strength to push Xia Zhiye away. He slumped down as his breathing became more and more labored.
In response, the pumping movement of Xia Zhiye’s hand became rougher and faster.
Xia Zhiye felt that the waist held in the palm of his left hand was getting softer and more pliable, while the penis on his right hand became harder and wetter. He lowered his head and kissed Song Yan’s earlobe, as his head was leaning on the side of his neck. He chuckled, then said in a whisper, “What, do you know how it feels to be hit and run now?”
Just as Song Yan was about to reply, his waist was rubbed hard, a sensation of numbness spread all over his body along his spine. His body lay pliantly right into Xia Zhiye’s waiting arms.
Xia Zhiye also felt an increase of the liquid oozing into his right hand’s palm, making his pumping movement glide easier.
He chuckled softly. “I noticed your waist was sensitive last time at the amusement park, but I didn’t expect it to be this sensitive.”
Xia Zhiye’s lazy, amused voice had no shame in saying nonsense. The hot air between his lips and teeth blew out at the base of Song Yan’s ears, making him flush and heat up.
In the dark and cramped space of the single bed in the dormitory, his senses were infinitely amplified. Song Yan could clearly feel Xia Zhiye’s palm roaming around his back and waist. From time to time, his fingertips would apply more force or stroke them gentler, teasing his sensitive flesh. His nerves felt burning, sparking desire into a wildfire.
Xia Zhiye also varied his right hand’s skilled movement. Besides pumping his boyfriend’s shaft, he made sure to lightly scratch the oozing hole on the head, which always made Song Yan’s breath hitch, toes curling up, body twitching uselessly, unable to find a proper outlet of this sudden jolt of pleasure.
After a few times, he finally couldn’t bear it anymore. He pressed his forehead to Xia Zhiye’s forehead, gritted his teeth, and whispered in a desperate tone: “Can you hurry up, or are you not a man?”
Xia Zhiye’s breath tickled his ear as he chuckled. “Call me Xiao Gege, then?”
“Scra– uhm… ah…”
Xia Zhiye’s hand tightened slightly, and Song Yan couldn’t help but grip Xia Zhiye’s waist tighter, letting out another muffled moan.
His lust was aroused to the point where he wanted to let it out, as it felt uncomfortable to hold it back. However, Xia Zhiye increased the force and blocked the oozing hole to prevent him from actually ejaculating.
Song Yan wanted to kick him away, but he found no strength to do so. His body was limp and numb, and all he could do was to lie down obediently, gasping for air.
Xia Zhiye also became more dishonest with his other hand, rubbing Song Yan’s waist back and forth. Feeling the fine beads of sweat on his face on this winter night, he whispered, “Every time you send me cute emojis and call me ‘Xiao Gege’, I’ve wanted to hear you say it out loud. Why do you dare to say it in messages but not in person?”
“Xia! Zhi… ah, ah, don’t—”
Xia Zhiye increased the force on his hands, and Song Yan was instantly stimulated to the point where he could not speak a complete sentence.
However, Xia Zhiye controlled the stimulation perfectly, only letting Song Yan only barely reach his peak, edging him again and again. He squirmed in Xia Zhiye’s hold, feeling both pleasured yet tortured, embarrassed and dominated by lust.
The feeling was getting stronger and stronger, as the knot in his belly tightened even further, teetering him on the edge, but never let him cross the finish line.
His thoughts were muddled, brain blanking from the overwhelming senses, leaving only the most instinctive desires. When he finally couldn’t bear it anymore, he tightened his grip on Xia Zhiye’s waist, and whispered with a barely held-moan: “Xiao Gege—”
At that moment, the hand that controlled his desire finally sped up.
It was an exciting experience that Song Yan had never had before.
He leaned on Xia Zhiye’s shoulder, gasping for air. Like a solitary boat in the midst of turbulent waves, he could only let himself be swayed by the forceful direction of the surging tide, rising and falling without control. Unable to navigate by himself, there’s constant worry about being overwhelmed by the sea of love, living in suspense with his life hanging by a thread.
When all the sensations reached its peak, his body convulsed, his back arched, toes curling. Unable to control his mouth, he let out a moan filled with lust. Then he finally let go, the knot in his belly unraveled as he climaxed.
The sticky and warm liquid covered Xia Zhiye’s palm.
Song Yan was like a dehydrated fish that was finally stranded on the beach. He lost all his strength, slumping down as he tried to catch his breath.
As he was hugged by the waist, like a drowning person who was rescued, Xia Zhiye whispered, as if asking for reward: “It’s my turn now.”
T/L: congrats on your first time!
