Contract Marriage

Chapter 14

Finally back at the apartment, Han Yang bent down in the entryway to remove his shoes. A click from the now closed door sounded behind him, but before he was able to properly remove a single shoe, he was suddenly scooped into HeLian Qing's embrace from behind.

"Ah!" The sudden loss of balance made him cry out, his hands immediately grasping beside him, grabbing that thing — that is, the clothes covering HeLian Qing's abdomen — for support.

"What are you doing?" Han Yang asked as he looked at the man in astonishment, "Put me down."

"Didn't you say we'd do it once more when we returned?" HeLian Qing stated before justly declaring, "I only want to satisfy you."

Han Yang, a bit taken aback, hurried to explain what he had meant, "I said it offhandedly, you shouldn't take it seriously, so just hurry up and put me down!" Wriggling as he spoke in an attempt to get out of the other man's arms since being in a princess hold as a man himself was simply too embarrassing.

"Well that's a pity, because I took it quite seriously." HeLian Qing, not one bit dissuaded, kept on embracing the smaller man as he walked, "And satisfying their wife, is a husband's duty."

"What!" Han Yang's face burst into a blush at those words, "Stop messing around and just put me down first —"

Instead, HeLian Qing had chosen the same action as he had earlier, lowering his head, then using his lips to smother the lad's. With this kiss, Han Yang again froze in the man's arms, his flabbergasted state allowing the man to carry his now unmoving form.

Just this and you're so much more obedient. Since you talk so much nonsense I might as well use this method. HeLian Qing thought to himself.

Placing Han Yang on the living room sofa, HeLian Qing took advantage of the chance before him. Resting a hand on the boy's cheek whilst the other cupped the opposite side of the his face before trailing downwards, little by little, fingers skimming over his skin.

With his back tightly pressed against the couch, Han Yang felt a lingering electrical tingle in the places where HeLian Qing's fingers slid, the sensation causing the fine hairs lining his skin to stand on end.

He could even hear his own heart pounding away like a drum.

"He... HeLian Qing......" His mouth unsealed to speak, his voice filled with shock.

"Mn?" HeLian Qing's hand stopped on his clavicle, encircling his thumb over that graceful curve, caressing it.

"We're... this is too fast......" Han Yang said bluntly.

"Too fast? Did you forget what kind of relationship we have?" HeLian Qing lowered his head, gradually drawing closer to the boy, burying his face beside the his ear. Then, using his lips, he softly caressed the boy's auricle before parting them to capture it, sweeping his tongue across its outline, making it moist.

This singular action, made Han Yang suck in a cold gulp of air, then fiercely shut his eyes as he felt his ear go numb, no, it was actually his entire body that went numb.

Han Yang was someone who had never been in love, as a matter of fact, he had never even liked anyone. So presently, such intimate touches between him and another person, was something he had never before experienced. They made him to feel nervous and embarrassed beyond belief, but apart from those, his innermost being was somewhat curious of those things that had never been touched.

Those two contradicting thoughts entwined with one another, leaving him at a loss at which was right. Thus all he could do was to remain pasted against the sofa, rigidly bracing himself as his arms, resting at his sides, unconsciously tightened themselves into a fist.