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Caresses.
The day was particularly tiring for Qiu, as he had finally finished looking after the children -a task he didn't particularly enjoy-. Now he could take a moment to rest, or so he thought. So far, Qiu had not been able to talk to He Cheng, somehow he missed him, but it was not the right time to sink back into those feelings about how their relationship was today or how dangerous it was.
He just liked to think about how good it felt to have this serious man by his side, or how he was one of the few who could see He Cheng's smile; how his arms around him made nothing else in the world matter. Qiu cursed as he realised he was sinking into melancholy, but the best thing now was to rest and use the time with the dog that was waiting for him at home.
After arriving at his apartment and spending some time with his beloved golden retriever, he went to his room to rest for the rest of the day. The tiredness he felt at that moment was such that as soon as he touched the bed he fell asleep, but not for long. A knock on the door woke him from his peaceful sleep and made him grunt in despair, as he couldn't believe that he would open the door to someone at the only moment he could rest. Qiu tried to block out the sounds coming from outside by covering his ears with his pillow, but it seemed impossible.
Little by little, he stopped listening to the annoying noise that kept bothering him, only to feel someone open the door. He would be afraid that someone would open the door if he did not remember that his boss (as his lover) had a key in his hand to enter whenever he wanted. He knew that this was just to annoy him. Likewise, he could also hear He Cheng's footsteps coming closer to where the white-haired man was standing.
"Why didn't you open up when I was playing?" He Cheng asked.
"I was trying to sleep, which I could not do thanks to you. I hope you make up for it."
Hearing these words, it was impossible for him not to smile at He Cheng. Of course, he would make it up to Qiu. He moved closer to leave a soft kiss on his lips, indicating how much he had missed him. He decided to lie down next to the man who was already on the bed. Their hands came together until they were intertwined, and so He Cheng gave some gentle caresses with his fingers on Qiu's large hands.
They both settled down so that Qiu was sitting on He Cheng's lap; they brought their faces together so that each could feel the other's breath; they shortened the little space that remained between them by touching their lips and giving each other a kiss in which they expressed their feelings. Qiu's hands rested on the other's face, drawing him closer. After a few seconds, the soft and tender kiss slowly turned into a war of tongues between the two, and they gently bit each other's lips.
Cheng slipped his hands into the white-haired man's black t-shirt so that his hands could touch Qiu's soft and cold skin. These hands touched his skin in a slow but sure way, leaving lovely caresses in different parts of his body, while he separated his lips from the other' so that he could spread endless kisses from his cheek to his neck. He Cheng was telling Qiu how much he loved him with all these signs of affection, because these moments when both of them were completely alone were treasured like there was no tomorrow, maybe one day it would be like this.
The older man's lips continued to leave signs of affection between kisses and caresses, and he inhaled the scent that Qiu exuded, dazzling him for a few moments. Qiu's eyebrows arched, and his lips formed a straight line. His muscles contracted, leaving his body tense, and his hands inevitably went to He Cheng's body. This contact surprised him; happiness suddenly flooded him and, combined with nervousness, all he could do was freeze. This kind of reaction always happened when he was by his side; He Cheng could practically control him with just a few touches.
The room was in total darkness, so deep that it confused both boys' senses. Their bodies unconsciously tried to get closer, even though they already were... His slow, soft voice caught him, inviting him to wander in peaceful and serene places, Qiu thought. Undoubtedly, the fact that he hadn't slept just to enjoy this made him feel better, and he couldn't think of anything else but the two of them. In a way, this warm feeling of peace that He Cheng gave him scared him, but this was not the time to think about all that. This was the moment to have a good time and that would be all, then he could go back to filling his head with those thoughts that sometimes did not let Qiu rest.
Gently, Qiu ran his hand over He Cheng's face, caressing and detailing each of his features; he is a perfectly imperfect man. Their faces came together in unison, as if calling to each other through inertia. With their eyes closed, they stayed like that for a few long seconds; there were no words to say, no actions to take, for everything spoke for itself and they both knew they were in the right place with the right person.
He Cheng smiled at the thought of how much he loved Qiu, and would do anything for him. He knew it. Furthermore, he stretched a little and left his lips on Qiu's forehead to kiss him there. His hands were still on Qiu's back, slowly moving down to his ass to give it a little squeeze. Being like this with him, it was inevitable not to do something like that, because Qiu was driving him completely crazy in the end.
Between the two of them, the atmosphere seemed to get louder and louder. Without realising it, Qiu began to move his hips against He Cheng's, an involuntary movement for the moment. The breathing of both of them intensified. They had no idea what they were going to end up with, what at first were just caresses that showed their love for each other. Although He Cheng was surprised by all of this, a malicious smile could be seen on his face. He did not want to let the moment pass so that he could tell Qiu something about this.
"Please ride me, you idiot." He Cheng joked.
"Not now. I want to sleep with you. Nothing more." Qiu said as he winked at him.
He Cheng restrained himself, understanding what Qiu was hinting at. So he just hugged him again while they both lay down on the bed, with Qiu being the little spoon. He loved being the little spoon, being like this with He Cheng made his heart shrink with love for this man; now they could rest.
So, He Cheng knew that later there would be time to do everything they liked, and then he would make Qiu suffer with pleasure for making him so horny. And then they would both enjoy themselves more than ever.
For now, they would sleep peacefully.