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It was very easy for Xiang Huaizhi to think of strawberries whenever he thought about his boyfriend. Jing Huan had worn strawberry chapstick during their second kiss and, on the night they had their first time together, the strawberry scent of his toothpaste had hung in the air, refreshing and ambiguous, as he cried and unravelled under Xiang Huaizhi again and again. Xiang Huazhi had never been particularly opinionated about the fruit but after spending four hours tasting it on Jing Huan’s red tongue as his little boyfriend gasped for air, he had started liking strawberries very much indeed. And so had Jing Huan. The shower gel he now used, the toothpaste, the chewing gum, the lipgloss… all of them had the same refreshing delectable scent that made Xiang Huaizhi want nothing more than to take a bite.
It was nothing unusual that when Regardless of Lovesickness mentioned a “strawberry dress” in one of the guild’s post-instance chat sessions, both Xiang Huaizhi’s and Jing Huan’s attention had been captured. Neither of them had asked or said anything about it at the time, but Xiang Huaizhi had memorised the web address and was unsurprised to find out that Jing Huan had done the same when he caught him looking at the images. He had seen the wistful yet self-reprimanding look in Jing Huan’s face and it caused his heart to clench. Jing Huan was a confident person and incredibly open and unapologetic about their relationship and sexuality but it was clear that he still had some left over baggage about being ‘manly’ and not looked down on.
Jing Huan’s behaviour as Xiao Tianjing really had been an eye opening experience for the both of them but clearly it was still difficult for Jing Huan to reconcile himself fully with certain aspects of his online persona. So Xiang Huaizhi had done what any supportive boyfriend would do and bought the dress for him. He had been really nervous when he had given it to Jing Huan, worried that he would do it in a way that could be taken wrongly but he had clearly been overthinking it. Jing Huan had been so surprised and happy to receive it that he had immediately hugged him. Xiang Huaizhi was delighted when he felt his boyfriend’s relaxed happy posture and finally let himself calm down and return the hug.
The dress had been accepted and although Jing Huan wouldn’t wear it in public for the time being, he still wanted to wear it in their home. He had come up with a plan. First he asked his gege on an in-door date on their balcony. Although the balcony wasn’t big, it was a way for them to enjoy the scenery and the pleasant weather without having to go outside. Given their inability to keep their hands to themselves for too long, balcony dates were really not uncommon for them as it allowed them to fully indulge in each other without worrying about prying eyes.
The second step of the plan, of course, involved wearing the dress.
Although Xiang Huaizhi didn’t know what his little darling was planning, he could tell that tonight was meant to be different. He could see it in the tilt of Jing Huan’s smile and the sly sparkle in his eyes and it made Xiang Huaizhi’s heart thrum in anticipation. The time of their date was actually too early for dinner, so it was decided that it would be more of a snack where they would just share some coffee and milk tea over some cakes. The whole time while he was at the bubble tea and dessert shop, Xiang Huaizhi couldn’t stop thinking about the sweet softness of Jing Huan’s skin, so similar to some of the pretty cakes in the shop. He couldn’t wait to hug him and feel the stress of everyday life melting away.
He punched in the code to open their door and changed out of his shoes and coat, careful not to jostle the bag with their food too much or spill the drinks. Normally, Jing Huan would already be appearing in front of him and throwing himself in his arms so the fact that he couldn’t see or hear him anywhere was very strange.
“Baobei?”
As soon as he called out he heard a loud thump from their bedroom followed by a muffled curse.
“You can just put the food on the table, ge, I just need to quickly finish up something.”
Although slightly confused, Xiang Huaizhi started making his way to the bathroom to wash his face and hands. “Call out if you need me.”
He had just finished putting the drinks and cakes on the table when he sensed the scent of strawberries and water vapour coming from behind. He turned around and immediately froze in place. He had hoped that he would see Jing Huan wear the strawberry dress he had given him but hadn’t thought it would be so soon or in such a devastating manner. The dress fit Jing Huan perfectly, accentuating the gentle curves of his body, the alluring thinness of his waist and the length of his beautiful legs. Even though the dress would normally be worn by someone with a bigger chest, Jing Huan’s regular physical activity and basketball play meant that his pecs and chest muscles were still relatively prominent. There truly was no cleavage to speak of whatsoever but the wide expanse of pale skin revealed by the deep V neck of the dress, was causing Xiang Huaizhi to feel slightly dizzy. Everything else about Jing Huan’s appearance and how unchanged and familiar it was made Xiang Huaizhi’s heart expand like a balloon. The bare feet, the familiar smile, the slightly wet short hair in a familiar handsome style and the lingering scent of strawberry shower gel on clean soft skin - all these things were intoxicating Xiang Huaizhi beyond reason. As he looked at Jing Huan’s happy but slightly flushed face framed in the rosy colours of the sunset, he couldn’t help but think that he wanted to see this for the rest of his life.
Xiang Huaizhi wrapped his arms around Jing Huan’s face and sweetly kissed him for a long time before burying his nose in his boyfriend’s neck and deeply inhaling.
“You are so good.” He mumbled against Jing Huan’s skin. “I can’t stand the seconds in which I don’t touch you.”
Jing Huan let out a soft laugh. “Then just touch me all the time.”
Originally Jing Huan was supposed to sit on the chair across but that was obviously out of the question now that the atmosphere had turned ambiguous. Instead he just stayed perched on his boyfriend’s lap as they shared the strawberry cakes between them. They took turns feeding each other and the ambiguous rubbing of strawberry cream covered lips and familiar fingers, heated up the atmosphere even more. By the time they had mostly finished their food, the tension had become nearly unbearable. He watched Jing Huan’s white teeth bite into the thick red flesh of the cake’s strawberry and felt like he couldn’t endure anymore. He watched as the juice of the strawberry dripped down Jing Huan’s soft pale throat, past his Adam’s apple and down the barely raised skin of his chest, and felt like he was about to be driven insane. He traced its path with his tongue.
Jing Huan’s whole body had gone soft. As Xiang Huaizhi started kissing and nipping at his throat, he felt the liquid fire that had been filling his veins start moving under the rapid heavy thumps of his heart. Immense pleasure coursed through him like magma. When Xiang Huaizhi sucked at the sensitive skin at his throat, he couldn’t help but cry out.
“Shh, baobei,” his gege gently hushed him. “We’re outside.”
It was only now Jing Huan remembered their location and blushed hard. Although their balcony was in a good location and designed in such a way that people would have to come really close in order to be able to see anything, that didn’t mean it was soundproofed in the slightest. He didn’t have time to think about it too hard, however, before Xiang Huaizhi sucked another hickey onto his skin, this one closer to his chest. Jing Huan squirmed in anticipation. He had actually managed to keep one surprise a secret for today. He had no idea whether it would work but judging by how full his entire chest felt, and how sensitive his nipples were without even a touch, he guessed that it would probably succeed. He squirmed as his dick rapidly swelled at the thought.
Jing Huan trembled as Xiang Huaizhi kept sucking red marks onto his throat and chest. The marks were small and red and looked like fresh strawberries blooming onto Jing Huan’s pale skin. The sight, combined with the alluring scent of Jing Huan’s warm soft body, caused Xiang Huaizhi’s eyes to go red at the corners. Desire was overwhelming them with every touch and it wasn’t long until both of them were obviously hard and leaking precum.
Jing Huan panted for air. His eyes were already red and dazed and he felt hot to the point of melting. He started to desperately grind against his boyfriend, the rubbing of their dicks against each other leaving wet patches on their clothes. He bit at his lips to keep quiet. He wanted his boyfriend with every cell in his body.
Seeing Jing Huan’s white teeth sink into his red lips fanned the flames in Xiang Huaizhi’s heart even more. He used one hand to firmly hold his boyfriend in place while the other one sneaked underneath the dress to tease Jing Huan’s dick. It was leaking enough precum to smooth the action and it caused Xiang Huaizhi’s hand to become warm and sticky. He buried his nose into Jing Huan’s collarbone. His entire body yearned to eat the delicious strawberry that was his boyfriend.
But he couldn’t rush it. Xiang Huaizhi enjoyed wrecking and pleasuring his boyfriend in many different ways and today he wanted it to be slow. He wanted to take his time fucking his little darling until Jing Huan was crying from being completely dismantled. He wanted to devour him whole and he knew Jing Huan wanted it as well. He could tell by the way Jing Huan was languidly rubbing against him and the way he mouthed filthy words against Xiang Huaizhi’s neck while drooling on his shoulder. All of these he recognised for what they were. Jing Huan was giving him full control over the pace.
As Xiang Huaizhi’s hand movement increased, the sounds that were on the verge of bubbling out of his boyfriend’s throat became more and more difficult to suppress. The soft exhales and choked out moans gradually transitioned into the kind of spoiled whining that drove Xiang Huaizhi insane.
“Gege, ya~” the sounds were drawn out in such a coquettish voice that it caused Xiang Huaizhi’s cock to throb. He gave a warning squeeze to Jing Huan’s butt. “Gege~, your wife worked so hard to please you and you haven’t even noticed yingyingying~ ”
The grip on Jing Huan’s butt intensified. He hadn’t heard his boyfriend use Xiao Tianjing’s cutesy onomatopoeia in real life before. He was barely holding onto his control.
He cupped Jing Huan’s chin and tilted his head until they were looking in each other’s eyes. “How have I not noticed? Or is it that I am not satisfying your hole fast enough?”
Jing Huan flushed in embarrassment. Having such things said out loud in a place where who knows who might hear if they were too loud, it was really too much for Jing Huan’s thin face.
The tension was stagnant at a boiling point and Jing Huan decided to take matters into his own hands. Shifting his hips slightly so that he was sitting firmly on his gege’s lap, he brought his hands up to the ties underneath his pecs and completely exposed the swollen soft skin that had been hidden by the dress. Jing Huan’s nipples were an alluring shade of red and they beckoned Xiang Huaizhi to have a taste. So he did.
A loud moan reverberated in the air. Jing Huan would have been embarrassed about potentially getting heard if he wasn’t too busy drowning in the scorching waves of pleasure coursing through him after Xiang Huaizhi’s bite at his areola. The fingers that had been pumping at his dick for so long had been completely covered in precum. Jing Huan didn’t get even a second of reprieve before those long fingers plunged to his ass at the same time as Xiang Huaizhi gave a hard suck to his chest.
Jing Huan nearly choked on his pleasured sob as the dress’s pretty strawberry print was stained white in the chest and hip areas. He hadn’t expected that the letting of the milk in his chest would directly cause him to cum from the pleasure.
Xiang Huaizhi stared at him with wide eyes. They flashed dangerously for less than a second before he buried his face in Jing Huan’s chest again to mercilessly suck and pinch and bite.
Jing Huan was barely coherent. “Ge, gege, inside… hurry…”
Xiang Huaizhi smiled around his nipple as he teased it with his teeth, causing more milk to come out.
“Baobei,” he purred as his fingers pointedly thrust against Jing Huan’s most sensitive spot. “I am already inside”
“No, hic-“ Jing Huan had started to hiccup from sobbing. “Inside, hic-, bed… Can’t…can’t bear it”
“And you think your husband can?” Xiang Huaizhi’s deep voice spoke directly in his ear before it was bitten. “Wifey~, indulge me for a bit.”
‘Scum man, when do I not indulge you?!’ thought Jing Huan before his brain was completely wiped out by Xiang Huaizhi’s mouth on his leaking nipples. The force of the moan he barely succeeded in suppressing racked his entire body. His dick had started to fill up again from the stimulation of his chest and butt and his entire world felt like it was spinning from the heated fog of lust. He hiked up the lower part of the dress and was about to stuff it in his mouth like a gag, before a familiar hand wrapped around his wrist.
“Little slut, are you in such a hurry to be filled.
The words deeply shook Jing Huan. His eyes, which had long turned red and overflowing with tears, widened with shock, as his entire body softened. The fingers were brought deeper into him and Xiang Huaizhi lifted his gaze from Jing Huan’s swollen chest to look at his reaction, the milk leaking down his chin giving off a subtle feeling.
“Not a slut…” Jing Huan whined softly.
Xiang Huaizhi looked at him for a while and simply fingered him while occasionally pinching his nipple, watching on fascinated by the thin strips of milk that were squeezed out ever so often.
“Baobei, you remember what to do if it’s too much?” He asked as he gently bit at Jing Huan’s Adam's apple.
“Mn” the sound was exhaled with contentment. “I remember.”
“Good.”
Xiang Huaizhi bent down and licked the milky traces off Jing Huan’s chest while increasing the pace and depth of his thrusting fingers. He could feel his boyfriend’s body go taut with the effort to be quiet and it pleased him immensely. Still he decided to take pity on his little darling and help him out.
He brought the milk tea and the remaining strawberry cake closer to his boyfriend. “Want to eat?”
Jing Huan couldn't register the words for a while. “Wh-what?”
“I can’t occupy your mouth right now, so why not keep it full in other ways? Unless you want to be heard by everyone when I fuck you to tears?”
Jing Huan’s dick twitched as his sphincter muscles rapidly contracted. He took a large gulp of the milk tea in an attempt to hide but it didn’t work. Xiang Huaizhi’s eyes widened imperceptibly before his free hand pried Jing Huan’s mouth open, causing the strawberry milk tea to spill out of his mouth and mix with the milk that was being squeezed out of his chest. The fingers pressing down on his tongue were the only thing restricting the volume of his moan.
“It seems my slutty wife likes the idea?” Xiang Huaizhi's tone was endlessly indulgent. “Want it to be known that husband fucks you well?”
Jing Huan’s face was red and soft like a ripe fruit and Xiang Huaizhi was tempted into taking a bite. He bit at Jing Huan’s wet cheek before licking the tears streaming down his face, trying to not be driven completely insane by the way his boyfriend’s eyes rolled into the back of his head. Who allowed his wife to be so soft and easy to bully?
“Am not- ah~, a slut, oh ~” Jing Huan’s voice was soft and would have been pitiable had it not been dripping with coquettishness. Xiang Huaizhi’s eyes lowered as he moved down to lick the milk off his boyfriend’s chest. The blend of the two liquids rapidly chipped at his forbearance.
“No? Then, little fox spirit, should gege remind you?”
If Jing Huan wanted to goad him then he would gladly give his boyfriend the fucking he was asking for. At the end of his self-restraint, Xiang Huaizhi picked up Jing Huan’s legs before raising them and spreading them so that they were perched on Xiang Huaizhi’s broad shoulders, framing his face.
Embarrassed, Jing Huan tried to pull them back but the hand that had been fingering him to tears, now prevented him from moving. Due to the movement, his legs, including the mole on his thigh, were completely exposed as the dress pooled around his waist, exposing his reddened and leaking cock. What was worse was that the position he was in meant that Xiang Huaizhi also had full view of his red and loosened hole as it contracted due to its emptiness. He wanted to at least readjust the dress a bit but a sharp bite to his calf stopped him before he could even attempt it.
“Let’s start with you calling out gege on our first meeting, hm?” Xiang Huaizhi said teasingly as he finally, finally , freed his erection from his clothes, the leaking tip of it now rubbing on the outside of Jing Huan’s entrance. “Hadn’t even met me but you crashed into my body and heard my voice and were immediately sweetly calling out to me?”
Jing Huan was too distracted by the hot heavy weight of Xiang Huaizhi’s cock to listen. Another bite to his leg, this one closer to his knee, brought him out of his thoughts.
“Or sending me that provocative photo of your legs in the hot spring,” he received a kiss on his other leg. “And then only a couple of hours later, staring at my hands for so long only to tell me how they are big and have nice fingers?”
The cock that had been rubbing around his entrance moved to rest at his rim but went no further.
“Little slut, I think you were hoping I would secretly finger you open right in that hotel Internet cafe.”
Jing Huan’s head was spinning, his heartbeat going out of control as he imagined the situation. He imagined they had realised their attraction sooner and that Xiang Huaizhi really had managed to sneakily finger him right under the unsuspecting eyes of their friends and everyone else without anyone realising a thing.
He desperately tried to buck his hips to bring Xiang Huaizhi’s cock into his body.
“And then after all this, getting drunk and calling out for gege in that elevator as I was trying to bring you to our room? And then getting naked in front of me to sleep together on the bed? If I had known my feelings at the time, do you dare to believe I wouldn’t have fucked you until you couldn’t even cry?”
Jing Huan redoubled his efforts to pierce himself on the hot length resting against his rim but Xiang Huaizhi’s grip on his waist was too strong.
He could only cry pitifully. “I don’t dare.”
“Look at you even now.” Xiang Huaizhi looked pointedly at Jing Huan’s hiked up and untied dress as it completely exposed every aspect of his desire. Xiang Huaizhi was completely unable to resist looking at his boyfriend’s exposed chest without sucking and licking at it again, drawing more milk in the process and bringing unspeakable pleasure and relief to Jing Huan.
“Still dare to insist you’re not a little slut ( seductive fox spirit ) ?” *
The words finally caused Jing Huan to snap. He bit at his lips hard enough to nearly draw blood before a strawberry was shoved into his mouth to prevent him from hurting himself in his efforts to not be too loud. Tears flowed from Jing Huan’s eyes as he chewed on the strawberry and looked at his debauched appearance. His dress completely exposed his chest and lower body, he was completely covered in red marks, bites and saliva and the white stains all over the dress from both cum and his milk painted such a vivid image that Jing Huan finally let go.
His hiccups had calmed down but now they started back up again with new intensity as his eyes became swollen from crying and snot covered his face.
“I- I-“ the hiccups made it difficult to speak and only when he felt Xiang Huaizhi pepper his face with kisses and whisper sweet nonsense against his skin, did he finally calm down a bit to speak. “I am- gege’s lit- little- slut. Only want- gege, always-.”
“Good boy.” Xiang Huaizhi cooed as he rubbed Jing Huan’s head before gently kissing his wet swollen eyelids. “Tell your husband what you want.”
“Want- want husband”
Xiang Huaizhi smiled against Jing Huan’s lips before sweetly kissing him. “Be more specific, baobei. How do you want me?”
Jing Huan’s lip quivered. Xiang Huaizhi simply held him until Jing Huan’s mood stabilised. Jing Huan hadn’t signalled him to stop or slow down but he knew his boyfriend’s limits and knew they were dangerously close to one.
He didn’t calm down until Jing Huan spoke in a soft voice. “Want husband’s cock to fuck me. Want him to ruin me in the pretty dress he bought me.”
Jing Huan was truly too skilled at goading.
Xiang Huaizhi saw red. He readjusted Jing Huan’s legs and bit one of his ankles in frustration while thrusting the entirety of his cock inside him. Jing Huan immediately clenched around him, trembling all over from the unexpected penetration and bite. Xiang Huaizhi felt like he was about to drown in his boyfriend’s warmth.
It was taking all of Jing Huan’s efforts to keep quiet. His entire body was lifted and pushed down as if he didn’t weigh a thing and the fact alone was enough to turn him into an incoherent babbling mess. He could feel every thrust of Xiang Huaizhi’s cock inside him, could feel it as it throbbed and pulsed and spilled precome inside him, could feel it opening him up reaching deeper and deeper until every spot inside Jing Huan was tingling and going numb. His prostate was being hit with every powerful thrust and it made him lightheaded with desire. And yet he was greedy and he wanted more. His dick stood hard and red as it swayed back and forth, leaking precum against the already stained dress and he watched on in fascination as Xiang Huaizhi would wait until precum beaded at the tip before he would rub it into Jing Huan’s dick while teasing at the slit at the top. Even more tormenting was the gradually accumulating feeling in his chest. It felt so painfully swollen that even the thrusts coming from below and the wind blowing against his nipples made it feel particularly uncomfortable.
“Gege-, mmn, help- me-” his words came out low and choked out, interrupted by moans.
“Help you? Help you how?”
“Just- t- touch me”
Xiang Huaizhi leaned down to lick at the underside of his knee. “I am touching you. I am appreciating the nude you sent me by giving you the reward you wanted.”
Jing Huan was speechless in the face of such irrefutable logic.
“I don’t mean- like tha-ah~~” His words trailed off into a moan as the cock inside him was thrust directly against his prostate after a particularly filthy roll of Xiang Huaizhi’s hips.
“Then how?” Xiang Huaizhi smiled teasingly, as he looked at Jing Huan’s wide eyes and opened drooling mouth. “It seems like you really like it.”
Jing Huan looked at him with a look full of grievances. With his flushed face, that was completely covered in tears, and his wet shiny eyes he looked so pitiful and adorable that Xiang Huaizhi’s hips stuttered briefly before resuming at a slower pace.
He let out an indulgent sigh. “Baobei, I will do everything you ask. But you need to tell me, okay?”
He could see the moment in which his wife understood what he meant, the sudden spark in his eyes unmistakable. He watched Jung Huan’s face get even redder as his eyebrows furrowed in embarrassment and his eyes rolled upwards. Xiang Huaizhi felt himself throb at how similar this type of embarrassment looked to Jing Huan’s expression of deep ecstasy.
Finally, after a long while of languid thrusting and rubbing, Jing Huan spoke in a quiet voice. “I can’t say it…”
The thrusting stopped. Jing Huan was confused briefly before he felt himself getting readjusted again - the fold of his legs now rested on the inner side of Xiang Huaizhi’s elbows as the angle was changed. All of Jing Huan’s weight now rested fully on the throbbing hard cock inside him and the sensation was powerful enough to make him loudly cry out. Luckily Xiang Huaizhi shoved the last remaining strawberry in his mouth for him to bite on, otherwise he would have been clearly informing the entire neighborhood of their passionate activities.
Everything was spinning and he couldn’t think. As the strawberry was bitten and eaten by him, its sweet juices and other bits of it slid down his neck. Xiang Huaizhi caught all the fruit bits with his mouth and chewed them slowly as he watched the strawberry juice slide down to Jing Huan’s chest.
Having the cold refreshing juice of the strawberry on his flushed and milk-heavy chest felt so ridiculously and unexpectedly good that Jing Huan couldn’t help but let out a pleased moan as he squirmed on his gege’s cock.
Xiang Huaizhi watched as a drop of strawberry juice hung tantalizingly from the end of Jing Huan’s red nipple and was unable to bear it. With a groan he leaned forward to rest his head against Jing Huan’s clavicle.
“Baobei,” he spoke in a low coaxing tone. “Please…”
In the face of such foul tactics, Jing Huan didn’t stand a chance. He swallowed twice in quick succession just to chase away his embarrassment.
“Gege,” he called out and immediately felt both Xiang Huaizhi’s and his own emotions stabilise. “I want gege to…”
His voice had gradually been getting smaller until the last part was completely quiet.
To motivate him, Xiang Huaizhi moved his hands from Jing Huan’s waist to just under where the ties of the dress had been. “You want gege to what?”
Jing Huan stared at the big hands that had their long fingers mere centimeters away from his full chest and imagined what they would look like covered in his milk as they played with him. Suddenly all the embarrassment drained out of him, leaving only a burning need.
He licked his lips. “I want gege to milk me.”
The words had barely left his mouth when suddenly he was being lifted again before Xiang Huaizhi immediately and powerfully slammed him down on his cock while simultaneously tugging and sucking on his nipple. Jing Huan’s scream was loud to the point where it had become inaudible to human ears. He sobbed and cried and begged as his whole body was being dominated and pleasured, hot tears streamed down his face and more and more milk was sucked out of him. It felt so good, so freeing, his chest felt less and less swollen with every scorching wet movement of Xiang Hiluaizhi’s mouth and tongue and it made Jing Huan unable to do anything but babble his gege’s name and beg for more. He came at some point and so did Xiang Huaizhi but none of them stopped or slowed down in the slightest.
Xiang Huaizhi’s balls slammed against Jing Huan’s rim with every wet filthy thrust as Jing Huan’s insides were constantly flooded with cum that leaked out of him to dirty their clothes before pooling onto the floor. Xiang Huaizhi relentlessly nipped and tugged at his nipples. More and more milk was coaxed out of him before mixing with the remnants of the strawberry juice Xiang Huaizhi had lapped up with his tongue and it rendered them completely enthralled.
Jing Huan was crying and unable to breathe. His tongue was sticking out of his mouth and his eyes were rolled towards the sky as his head bobbed back and forth every time his body was moved. He was weightless, boneless and free, his entire existence reduced to where Xiang Huaizhi claimed him. As his tits were squeezed and sucked, he gradually felt the milk tapering out and knew he wouldn’t last long. Who knows how many times each of them had cum, the feeling of fullness in his chest was now replaced with the much more familiar fullness in his stomach. He felt Xiang Huaizhi’s hot cum spill in him again and then he was no more.
When he regained consciousness he was still completely out of it. His entire being feeling hot and dazed and he could barely put thoughts together. The dress was completely ruined, stained all over with milk, strawberry juice and cum and it made one embarrassed just to look at it. It made him a bit sad.
Xiang Huaizhi noticed his gloomy gaze and could immediately tell what nonsense he was thinking.
“Don’t worry,” he soothed. “Even if it doesn’t wash, I will buy you a new one.”
Jing Huan laughed. Even though he probably looked awful right now with his red eyes that were swollen from crying, his exposed milk covered chest, neck full of hickeys, and his cum stained legs, he couldn’t help feeling happy. He saw Xiang Huaizhi’s face soften even more and his heart felt on the verge of bursting with joy and affection.
“Gege is so doting, ya~” he couldn’t help but tease, knowing how sappy Xiang Huaizhi got whenever he acted spoiled after sex.
Sure enough, he immediately found himself surrounded by the heat of Xiang Huaizhi’s body.
“Doting on my wife makes me happy.” Xiang Huaizhi smiled while petting his head. “You did so well for me, so good. I feel very fortunate.”
Jing Huan smiled and in his excitement planted a loud kiss on Xiang Huaizhi’s cheek.
As for who was the fortunate one…it was clearly both of them.