Chapter 82 - Making sure*
(The following is a 18+ Chapter. kids don’t read it.)
Muchen swallowed hard, his resolve slipping as Yunfeng stumbled into him, their bodies colliding. Yunfeng’s hands were everywhere—clumsy but eager—fingers curling into Muchen’s suit jacket, tugging him closer. The smell of alcohol clung to Yunfeng’s breath, but beneath it was something else: that familiar pull that always made Muchen weak.
"You’re going to regret this tomorrow," Muchen muttered, though his hands betrayed him, moving up Yunfeng’s bare back, feeling the warmth of his skin.
"Maybe," Yunfeng slurred, his lips brushing against Muchen’s neck, sending shivers down his spine, "but I don’t care. Not tonight."
With that, Yunfeng’s lips met Muchen’s in a kiss that was both sloppy and searing. His body was pressing urgently against Muchen’s, their hardness undeniable even through the layers of clothing. Muchen groaned into the kiss, his carefully controlled demeanor finally cracking as Yunfeng’s drunken neediness ignited something primal in him. The elevator jolted slightly, but neither of them cared.
"You’re going to ruin my suit," Muchen managed between ragged breaths as Yunfeng’s hands roamed wildly, pulling at buttons, desperate to feel more.
"Maybe I will," Yunfeng whispered, his lips trailing down Muchen’s jaw. "Or maybe you should just take it off."
With a growl, Muchen pushed Yunfeng back against the elevator wall, their mouths crashing together again, this time more frantic, more urgent. His hands slid under Yunfeng’s coat, feeling the heat of his naked body, while Yunfeng clumsily tugged at Muchen’s suit, trying to rip it away. The coat slipped from Yunfeng’s shoulders as their bodies ground together, the friction sending sparks flying between them.
Yunfeng’s breath was hot and ragged. "You should loosen up, Muchen... it’s just a suit."