By the time everything settled down, it was pitch-black outside the window, and who knew how many hours had passed on the clock.
Shen Ru lay languidly at the edge of the bed, desire still lingering in his Red Eyes. The red marks on his cheeks extended distinctly toward the corners of his eyes, and Little Puppy Mo had bitten the fingertips that had held the NPC over and over, more times than he could count.
For the first time, he hated how well this body healed. The wounds had barely closed before they were bleeding again.
Shen Ru looked at the red wine beside him, narrowed his eyes contentedly, and asked at a leisurely pace:
"Want a glass?"
The man still carried the lingering heat of exertion. A bath towel hung precariously around his waist, and droplets rolled down his chest, following the contours of his pectorals before disappearing beneath the towel. He was so sexy it was impossible to look away.
Mo Yu didn't answer. He simply picked up a glass, poured some red wine, and took a sip before kissing Shen Ru's thin lips. The rich fragrance of wine flowed between their lips, while the wine Shen Ru couldn't swallow in time trickled from the corner of his mouth down his neck.
Shen Ru swept the wine from his lips with the tip of his tongue. His Red Eyes were still misty, and there was no hiding his pleasure. His exhilaration lingered at the corners of his mouth, radiating a searing heat.
The man wiped the wine trailing down Shen Ru's neck with his fingertip, then brought the wine-stained finger to his own lips, carefully savoring the young man's taste.
"Very sweet."
Shen Ru: "..."
Fuck, Mo Yu really was a pervert.
Enjoyable as it was, he