The Assassin's Enemy Lover

He straightened his t-shirt pulling down the hem to cover up his erection clearly visible in the shorts he was wearing. Because the shorts were loose, it was clearly standing up slightly foaming a tent.

Zi Han rubbed the back of his neck while saying, “Let’s water the chrysanthemums before grandpa calls me again.”

Yi Chen glanced at his lower half which was as hard as a rod and shamelessly said, “how about you water my chrysanthemum instead?”

Zi Han, “...”

His ears were so hot but because they were tucked away in his hair, Yi Chen didn’t notice.

Zi Han showed a shy smile as he picked up the hose. His back towards Yi Chen he said, “I much prefer if you water my chrysanthemum.”

Zi Han chuckled softly as the water sprinkled on the chrysanthemums of varying colours. The person behind him was silent but Zi Han could feel that intense penetrating gaze burrowing into his back.

Yi Chen was staring at him with his bent arm resting behind his head. In his eyes were a myriad of emotions ranging from affection to lust mingled in there together. Zi Han suddenly glanced back and met Yi Chen’s gaze.

.....

He pressed the tip of his tongue against his cheek with a hint of mischief in his eyes.

“So you are just going to loaf around and not water my chrysanthemum?” he said and Yi Chen placed his hand on his chest with a sly smile all over his face.

“You aren’t going to water mine either so why should I water yours?” said Yi Chen and Zi Han laughed seeming like he had let it go but all of a sudden he turned around and sprayed water on Yi Chen.

“There, all done,” he said with a light chuckle and Yi Chen sat up and wiped the water from his face with a deep and throaty chuckle.

He wiped the water off his face and pushed his hair back while saying, “You know I have an afternoon appointment, right? Do you want me to go there shirtless?”

Zi Han hurriedly nodded his head and answered, “Yes... I mean you can be shirtless now not at the appointment.”

As though granting his wish Yi Chen tugged the back of his t-shirt and pulled it off his body like a thirst-trapping tiktoker. Zi Han leered at him as he subconsciously licked his lower lip.

He had a subtle feeling that Yi Chen was training behind his back because his muscles were unexpectedly even more defined and distracting.

Here is the thing, Zi Han wouldn’t be looking so much like a thirsty pup if Yi Chen had just sat there without doing anything.

It was as though Yi Chen was intentionally teasing him especially when he flexed his biceps while placing the wet t-shirt over his shoulder. He rubbed his fingers across his pectoral muscles as though wiping away the water on his skin but everything about this screamed seduction.

Zi Han followed the man’s hand gliding down his chest to his abs down to his mermaid line wiping away the droplets of water. The entire time Yi Chen had his head lowered with the sun reflecting off that sun-kissed glow on his skin and lustrous damp hair.

“Fuck,” swore Zi Han under his breath. Talk about being seduced in broad daylight.

When Yi Chen raised his head and glanced at him with a smug look on his face, Zi Han panicked for some reason. He froze on the spot like a thousand year old tree. They had done this so many times and been in this very position countless times but Zi Han’s breathing still stagnated and his heart still leapt in his chest.

Yi Chen stood towered over him and lowered his head slightly before saying, “Eyes up here baby.”

Zi Han whose IQ had already been flattened like a pancake answered with a muffled, “Hmm.”

Yi Chen suddenly chuckled his gaze briefly shifting into the distance. He took the water hose that had already been shut and raised it above Zi Han’s head. With a splash water came rushing down Zi Han’s head waking him up from his trance.

He raised his head seeming shocked like his breath had been taken away. “Chen... Chen-ge,” he said blocking the water raining down on him.

Yi Chen shut the water and looked down at the partially wet t-shirt stuck on Zi Han but he wasn’t satisfied. He turned the water on again and drenched him once more till the wet t-shirt was stuck to his body completely and see-through.

His gaze lingered on the two beads on Zi Han’s chest and like a hungry cub, he leaned down. Zi Han who was still baffled by his childishness didn’t realise that this man had already locked on his target.

If he had known he would have protected his nipples in advance. Yi Chen wasn’t gentle either. He went in straight for the kill and sucked on them with no restraint.

“AH Chen-ge,” he yelled like he had been struck by lightning. A jolt of electricity struck his entire body and he leapt away but how far could he go?

Yi Chen wrapped his arm around his waist and sucked the erect nipple once more. The sundeck which was usually peaceful was filled with loud laughter and a weird banter between the two of them as they tussled.

Zi Han wasn’t willing to go down without a fight. He gave back two-fold groping whatever he could. Zi Feiji wisely shut down the surveillance the minute he hung up the call. He really didn’t want to blind his eyes.

The sundeck that was as dry as the desert was now drenched because the tussling escalated to using the water hose. At the end of it, it wasn’t only the chrysanthemums that were watered, even the fake succulent plant was mercilessly drenched in water.

Zi Han gave it his all but the one who won in the end was, of course, Yi Chen. Zi Han found himself crammed against the wall with his wrists pressed above his head and being kissed until he was breathless.