The night was deep.
The lights were dim.
Though the two of them were not novices, neither had much experience either, and cramming at the last minute... made things exceptionally difficult.
Wen Yanyu let out a whimper, the tears in his eye sockets spilling over instantly, his eyelashes trembling, his whole body shivering, looking uncomfortable to the extreme.
"Does it hurt?" Fu Hanchuan's eyes were bloodshot, his forehead covered in hot sweat from holding back...
Wen Yanyu shook his head with a whimper, not truly resisting, just biting down hard on his lips, too shy even to let out the sound of his crying.
Watching Wen Yanyu grow more and more uncomfortable.
Fu Hanchuan let out a heavy breath, suppressing the burning desire at the bottom of his eyes, "Let's stop doing it, alright."
Wen Yanyu turned pale and shook his head gently, "..."
Hearing this, Fu Hanchuan clenched his teeth.
A teardrop rolled down the corner of Wen Yanyu's eye, his fingers subconsciously grabbing Fu Hanchuan's shoulders.
Wen Yanyu called out Fu Hanchuan's name incessantly in discomfort.
The man groaned a response.
They finally survived the initial period of friction.
The temperature inside the room grew hotter and hotter, the two of them knowing how sweet the taste was, and the little remaining reason had long since burned away completely in the fires of desire.
Beads of sweat the size of beans slid down his forehead, dripping onto the pillow and soaking a patch of it.
The corners of Wen Yanyu's eyes were flushed, his waist and legs aching terribly, his entire mind muddled as he could only passively nestle in the man's arms and pant incessantly.
They finally finished one round.
Before they had even rested for two minutes.
Fu Hanchuan...
Wen Yanyu's pupils