They had always released their pheromones before.
But today felt a little... quiet.
In the enclosed space, there was only the sound of breathing.
Absurdly, even that was stimulating enough.
They seemed to be competing, as though determined to expend every last ounce of strength.
Yet stripping away the entanglement of pheromones only made it easier to lose themselves.
"President Yuan... I... that's enough... I'm close..."
"That's not for you to decide. Did I give you permission?" Yuan Chen stubbornly kissed his Adam's apple.
Shen Yi flushed all over.
Yuan Chen quickened his movements.
Shen Yi instinctively gripped his shoulders.
"..."
Yet from beginning to end, Shen Yi left no scratches on his broad shoulders or back. Only his fingertips turned white from the pressure.
Even on the brink of hazy awareness and crumbling boundaries, he still drew that invisible line with perfect clarity.
As though competing, both men were covered in sweat.
Yuan Chen was about to pull away to clean up, but Shen Yi twisted out of his embrace first.
He propped himself up with some difficulty and immediately began getting dressed, the sweat on his body seemingly not yet dry.
"..."
Watching him, Yuan Chen actually let out a low laugh.
What was this supposed to be? It was practically like forcing someone unwilling to cooperate. Naturally, he could hardly feel good about it.
Shen Yi soon finished straightening himself up, his shirt buttoned meticulously to the top and his jacket neatly in place.
The flush on his cheeks had already faded to their usual color.
"I'll be going."
"That eager to leave?" Yuan Chen tilted his head, his fingers absently twisting the ends of the hair at his nape.
So many words churned in his throat, but he suppressed them for now. "Wait. I'll rinse off