From Vik Town Church back to the hotel, they were overwhelmed with emotions, almost crossing the line.
As soon as they stepped inside, the moment their eyes met, a subtle spark ignited in the air. In the push and pull, an unthinking hand gave a forceful shove.
Bang
The door was slammed shut, rough and heavy.
Zhou Chaosheng looked at Jiang Yuanye, and Jiang Yuanye looked at Zhou Chaosheng.
In the next second, their breaths intertwined ambiguously. Jiang Yuanye cooperatively parted his lips, letting Zhou Chaosheng take control. As they kissed, their positions shifted from the initial embrace to Zhou Chaosheng gripping Jiang Yuanye’s neck, forcing him to passively endure the deep kiss.
Gradually, Jiang Yuanye’s back pressed against the wall. No longer satisfied with just kissing, his hands started restlessly reaching under Zhou Chaosheng’s clothes, slipping inside, testing his limits bit by bit.
“…Can I?” Jiang Yuanye pressed his forehead against Zhou Chaosheng’s. Even through layers of fabric, he could feel the sudden tension in the other’s body, how he stiffened slightly.
Zhou Chaosheng panted lightly, stayed silent for a moment, then asked in return, “Do you have experience?”
“No,” Jiang Yuanye answered honestly.
“…Me neither.”
“Mm…” Jiang Yuanye suddenly wrapped his arms around Zhou Chaosheng’s neck. “Then… how about we figure it out through practice?”
Zhou Chaosheng remained silent, which was as good as consent.
Their lips met again. This time, Jiang Yuanye abandoned his earlier gentleness, kissing him hard, sucking fiercely on his lips, tongue pressing in, prying apart his teeth, invading his soft, private space.
In the midst of their entanglement, Zhou Chaosheng’s gray wool coat was impatiently yanked off, landing on the floor with a heavy thud. In the warm room, he was left in only a turtleneck sweater and black undershirt, yet he showed no signs of coldness.
Only at moments like this would Jiang Yuanye murmur softly—Xiao Sheng, Sheng Sheng, and even… Gege.
Again and again, with longing and selfish desire, he poured all his emotions into the deep kiss. With his eyes closed, he could clearly feel Jiang Yuanye kissing him, biting him, and amidst the muffled, broken sounds, there were faint traces of wet noises and sucking sounds.
A hand, slightly cool to the touch, slipped under his sweater, slowly and carefully tracing his waist and abdomen. The fingers were long and fair, yet rough with calluses from years of hard work. A little coarse, but instead of discomfort, they stirred a strong and subtle tremor in him.
Such hands, such a touch, clearly conveyed one undeniable fact.
The person intimately entangled with him was without a doubt a real man.
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When Zhou Chaosheng was very young, he watched his loving parents and thought that when he grew up, he too would find a woman of matching family background, shared values, and mutual affection to spend his life with.
But as he grew older, this idea gradually faded until it disappeared. Compared to relationships, achievements in his career and breakthroughs in research brought him more emotional fulfillment.
At some point, he had thought about following his family’s arrangements to choose a woman he found somewhat suitable for a business marriage. He had also imagined meeting a woman he truly liked in middle age, disregarding his family’s opposition to marry her. The worst case, he figured, was growing old alone.
He had considered many possibilities, yet he had never thought he would fall in love with a man.
But when it actually happened, when he truly fell for someone of the same sex, he realized he didn’t like men.
He only liked Jiang Yuanye.
He liked the competitive yet never-yielding Jiang Yuanye.
Anyone else simply wouldn’t do.
“Baby…” Jiang Yuanye called him softly.
Zhou Chaosheng responded absentmindedly.
“You look good…”
As he spoke, Jiang Yuanye blew warm air against his eardrum. Soon, he felt a sticky, wet sensation there.
Jiang Yuanye was licking his ear.
“Mm… I really want to hide you somewhere only I can see, so no one else can touch you.” Jiang Yuanye panted, his tone carrying a hint of possessiveness.
"….." Zhou Chaosheng grabbed the back of his neck.
Jiang Yuanye seemed to enjoy the grip, lowering his head to bite Zhou Chaosheng’s lips again, sucking on them, making ambiguous, suggestive sounds. Speaking between kisses, he trailed his lips downward.
Zhou Chaosheng tilted his head back obediently, letting him kiss his Adam’s apple.
“Gege…”
Jiang Yuanye changed the way he addressed him mid-kiss.
Zhou Chaosheng’s eyelashes lowered slightly. From his angle, he could see Jiang Yuanye’s sharp brows, high nose, and lips reddened from their intense kisses.
His kisses were reckless, forceful, unreasonable.
Like a wild, untamed little beast—fierce yet endearing.
Just as Jiang Yuanye’s hand reached for his belt, attempting to undo it, Zhou Chaosheng abruptly stopped him.
“Wait.”
Jiang Yuanye lifted his eyes, his amber irises shimmering with a bright luster and hazy desire. Being stopped at such a critical moment, he was both confused and anxious. “What’s wrong?”
Zhou Chaosheng: “Have you watched films?”
Jiang Yuanye: “…What kind?”
Zhou Chaosheng raised an eyebrow. “What kind?”
“You’re quite experienced, President Jiang.”
Jiang Yuanye panicked. “No, wait, the way you phrased that was misleading! How am I supposed to know what kind you mean…?”
With things already at this stage, Zhou Chaosheng had no patience to argue. He got straight to the point: “Gay films. Have you watched them?”
Jiang Yuanye: “…Do anime count?”
Zhou Chaosheng: “How many?”
Jiang Yuanye: “What do you mean, how many…? Are you asking about the duration? Of course, I watched the full series.”
Zhou Chaosheng: “…You sure have patience.”
Jiang Yuanye grinned smugly. “Of course. I put in a lot of effort to deceive you back then.”
Zhou Chaosheng couldn’t resist squeezing the back of his neck again.
Jiang Yuanye hissed sharply, his expression showing pain, but his lips were still curled into a smirk.
“Hiss… Be gentle.”
Zhou Chaosheng scoffed coldly.
Jiang Yuanye chuckled and leaned in to kiss him again, coaxing, “What was that for?”
Zhou Chaosheng lowered his gaze, a hint of hesitation flashing in his eyes. He wasn’t sure if bringing this up at such a moment would ruin the mood. If he had known things would go this far, he would have discussed it with Jiang Yuanye in advance. But now, there was no time for regrets—once the atmosphere was set, everything naturally progressed to this point.
Seeing him remain silent for so long, Jiang Yuanye grew impatient. “Say something. What’s wrong?”
Zhou Chaosheng: "…."
He wanted to speak, but the problem was he didn’t know how to say it.
Jiang Yuanye seemed to realize something. He suddenly loosened the hand resting on Zhou Chaosheng’s waist and pointed behind them.
“Before coming to Iceland, I got a full-body checkup. Don’t worry, I’m completely clean. The report is in the side compartment of my luggage—if you don’t believe me, you can check…”
When he heard this, Zhou Chaosheng raised an eyebrow in surprise. "Why do you carry a medical report with you?"
Jiang Yuanye replied boldly, "To show you, of course."
Zhou Chaosheng's heartbeat skipped a beat. "Why would you need to show me?"
Jiang Yuanye reached out and pinched his cheek. "You're asking when you already know the answer?"
Zhou Chaosheng grabbed his wrist and pressed on. "So, why?"
Jiang Yuanye's eyes curved into a teasing smile, but he didn't say a word, as if deliberately keeping Zhou Chaosheng in suspense.
"Xiao Ye."
The moment Jiang Yuanye heard his nickname, his pupils shrank. "That's cheating."
Zhou Chaosheng lowered his gaze, his voice soft and low, like a lover whispering by the ear. He called again, "Xiao Ye..."
Unbearable. Completely unbearable.
No one could resist Zhou Chaosheng like this!
Jiang Yuanye completely surrendered. "Okay, okay, I'll talk, I'll talk."
Zhou Chaosheng lowered his eyes, listening.
Jiang Yuanye had originally intended to say it fluently, but after being teased like this, he suddenly found it hard to get the words out.
"Because..."
"Because what?"
"...Because I like you, idiot."
After saying that, Jiang Yuanye quickly turned his head away, not wanting Zhou Chaosheng to see his embarrassed expression.
Zhou Chaosheng's gaze moved slightly. His hands, which had been holding Jiang Yuanye's wrist and the back of his neck, moved to cup his cheeks, fingers pressing against his jawline. His long fingers brushed behind Jiang Yuanye's ears, almost as if he were holding his face in place.
"Xiao Ye."
He slowly turned Jiang Yuanye's face back toward him, leaving him no way to escape. Their foreheads touched.
Their eyes met, and in Jiang Yuanye’s gaze, it was as if his entire world was filled with Zhou Chaosheng.
Zhou Chaosheng's lips curved slightly, his voice soft, carrying an indescribable coaxing tone. "That's not all I wanted to hear."
Jiang Yuanye had never seen Zhou Chaosheng like this before, and he couldn't resist being completely mesmerized. Without thinking, he blurted out what was in his heart. "Baby, you're so tempting."
Zhou Chaosheng: "..."
Jiang Yuanye laughed. "Alright, alright. You just wanted to hear that I liked you before coming to Iceland, right? I admit it I was already interested when we had those video calls. I was pretending, but then I really—"
Before he could finish saying "fell for you," his words were swallowed by Zhou Chaosheng’s sudden deep kiss.
Jiang Yuanye opened his mouth, hands resting on Zhou Chaosheng's shoulders as he leaned against the wall, their lips and tongues entangled.
No one knew how many minutes passed. Jiang Yuanye’s pale cheeks and neck were tinged with a soft red, like the blush used in makeup. When such a color appeared in moments of intimacy, it carried a different kind of allure.
Zhou Chaosheng finally released the breathless Jiang Yuanye and couldn't help but say, "Didn't you have a lung capacity of over 7,000 in senior year?"
Jiang Yuanye glared at him. "Even 7,000 isn't enough to keep up with your bad kissing technique."
Zhou Chaosheng: "…What’s bad about it?"
Judging by his tone, he seemed to be genuinely asking for advice. Jiang Yuanye held back his irritation and muttered, "You didn’t breathe properly."
Zhou Chaosheng let out a soft hum. "Then why am I fine?"
Jiang Yuanye froze: "…"
Zhou Chaosheng suddenly chuckled. "Want to go again?"
No explanation was needed. Jiang Yuanye immediately understood Zhou Chaosheng’s meaning, and his eyes lit up. "Yes!"
"Wait." Zhou Chaosheng paused. "One more question."
Jiang Yuanye: "…Just ask already."
Zhou Chaosheng looked down at the eager man and said flatly, "Do you know how two men do it?"
That was a good question, one that left Jiang Yuanye completely stumped.
"…Top and bottom?"
"Mm. There’s also 1 and 0, seme and uke."
Jiang Yuanye was shocked. "How do you know so much about this?"
Zhou Chaosheng: "…Do you think I'm stupid?"
Jiang Yuanye answered seriously, "You're not stupid, just surprised. I didn't expect you to talk about something… something this explicit so seriously."
Zhou Chaosheng: "…."
"So, what’s the decision?"
Jiang Yuanye made a sound, hesitated for a long time, and didn’t speak.
Just when Zhou Chaosheng thought they might argue endlessly over this like before or even drop the whole thing and just go take cold showers , Jiang Yuanye finally spoke.
"You should be on top."
Zhou Chaosheng’s pupils contracted slightly.
The next second, Jiang Yuanye grabbed his shoulders, suddenly leaned in close to his ear, and with a low, husky laugh, whispered:
"I want to try lying under you..."
"Would your expression when you're moving be even more captivating than before?"
At that moment, Zhou Chaosheng’s chest resonated violently, as if something inside him was about to burst out.
But before he could react,
Jiang Yuanye suddenly wrapped his arms tightly around Zhou Chaosheng’s neck.
"Come on, f*** me."
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