An Ruifeng couldn't possibly decline such an explicit invitation from his lover. He would have carried his gun into combat if it hadn't been for his concerns about Ling Xi's health when he touched Ling Xi's bare skin in the quilt.
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He grabbed Ling Xi's waist with both hands and hugged him onto his lap with a little effort. Ling Xi knelt with his legs on either side of An Ruifeng's lap, his rounded buttocks exactly landing on An Ruifeng's thighs, as they had done several times before. Ling Xi slid stealthily forward, taking the initiative to squeeze the throbbing parts between their legs together.
Ling Xi was actually much shorter than An Ruifeng, but given their current posture, they were nearly the same height. Ling Xi didn't have to glance up to see An Ruifeng's face.
An Ruifeng's face was certainly not as brilliant, gorgeous, and flawless as it appeared on camera when viewed up close. After all, being an actor was a physically and mentally demanding profession. An Ruifeng also had dark circles under his eyes, thick pores, and unattractive random hair on his chin. His brilliant gray eyes and delicate lips, however, were far more appealing than they appeared on camera. They were absolutely fascinating.
Ling Xi preferred him this way.
"Do you know that someone started a poll on your personal fan site, and everyone fought whether your eyes or your lips are your best feature?" Ling Xi questioned brazenly as he touched An Ruifeng's face.
An Ruifeng was perplexed as to why he brought up this subject at this time: "I know. However, that poll was completed a long time ago. The newest debate is whether my long legs or my fingers look better."
"I also wanted to vote in the previous poll," Ling Xi revealed, "but I found out later that I couldn't decide on one."
He kissed An Ruifeng's eyes, feeling the little quivering of the eyes under the eyelids: "I think your eyes appear finest when you have my reflection in them."
He moved his lips down and parted An Ruifeng's lips before sharing a brief kiss: "I think your lips look the nicest when you pry open my mouth with your tongue."
He held An Ruifeng's hand, and teased him by lightly licking and sucking his fingertips like a puppy: "I think these hands look the best when you grip me below with these hands."
"Of course, your long legs are also quite attractive. The 'when you walk up and down in front of me wearing pants, I can't wait to help you take them off' type of attractive."
Even the thick-skinned Ling Xi's cheeks were heated after admitting so many tender-hearted emotions. Ling Xi was the type of person who is a hero until he or she gets into bed. When he wasn't making love, he dared to utter any and all obscene words. He was as naïve as a small milk dog after he was in bed. One shove, and he'd collapse; one touch, and he'd yell. His theoretical knowledge was extensive, but his practical skills were limited.
He quickly buried his face in An Ruifeng's neck, refusing to look up. His damp hair caressed An Ruifeng's collarbone. "I have said so much, why don't you say anything?" he questioned, wrapping his arms around his neck.
If he still had his tail on his body at the time, he'd make it wag furiously.
An Ruifeng wrapped his arms around him, stroked his smooth back with one hand, and leaned in front of him to calm their overlapping c*cks. Ling Xi's words were like a dose of the most potent aphrodisiac, causing his desire to rage and grow to its peak. His c*ck was scorching. He placed his large hands around the two c*cks and gently rubbed them up and down, squeezing the top of Little Ling Xi with his thumb and lightly tapping the small hole with his fingertips.
As they rushed from his tailbone to his brain, the waves of pleasure swept over him like a scouring flood, turning Ling Xi's muscles limp and numb. Ling Xi trembled from head to toe, sobs and moans erupting from his mouth like a little animal. Ling Xi fiercely hugged An Ruifeng's back as thick liquid squirted from his c*ck. He couldn't use force because he was afraid of leaving scratches on his body, so he could only make fists with both hands and angrily pound An Ruifeng's shoulder blades.
An Ruifeng's back grew bright red as a result of his banging fists, but he didn't complain. Before he could reach the summit, Ling Xi surrendered and laid down his weapon. His heart softened as he kissed Ling Xi's nape, where his hair was curling and short.
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He whispered sweet love words in Ling Xi's ear, "You also look the best in my eyes."
"Which of my features look good?"
"When I bully you in bed and you cry woof, woof. You look best when your face is flushed with desire when you call me 'husband.'"
Hearing these statements, Ling Xi couldn't raise his head at all. "When did I call you 'husband?'" he grumbled.
"Don't worry," An Ruifeng said as he tilted his head and sucked on his earlobe. "I'll make you say it in a moment."
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Even though An Ruifeng desperately wanted to be a magnificent hero and indulge, staging a "across the river still singing backyard flowers, henceforth the king will not attend morning court"** play, the filming schedule was extremely tight, and they didn't have the capacity to be headstrong and behave rashly. [**Du Mu wrote the "backyard flowers" line, Bai Juyi wrote the "will not attend morning court" line. Both poems target the exact same historical tragedy - Emperor Xuanzong ruining the Tang Dynasty's golden age by indulging in his harem instead of ruling.]
An Ruifeng did however unlock a new position - they lay sideways while An Ruifeng embraced Ling Xi from behind, drew their knees together, and then plunged his fiery heat between Ling Xi's thighs, relying on the tender flesh between his legs for friction. His glans penis rubbed Ling Xi's sensitive perineum every time he thrust, and it hit precisely behind Ling Xi's scrotum and the root of his sensitive penis. Although this thrusting and receding motion did not provide him with the ultimate pleasure, it did leave him unable to stop himself. He erupted three times, causing a mess between Ling Xi's legs.
His stamina was incredible. The delicate flesh between Ling Xi's legs was rubbed red at the end of the last round, causing it to hurt and itch. Ling Xi begged for mercy as he clutched his thighs: "I, I, I, I can't take it anymore. Can I help you with my hands?"
An Ruifeng wrapped his arms around his waist and dragged him towards himself, lazily rubbing his hot head on Ling Xi's ass: "Ling Xi, you play with fire yourself, and then cry to extinguish it yourself..."
"Hus...husband, I'll use my mouth like you did for me last time, alright?" Ling Xi gritted his teeth and faltered while speaking.
An Ruifeng kissed his cheek, but couldn't help but push his c*ck between his legs again: "Be good. Let's unlock that position next time."
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The next day, once Ling Xi awoke, he used the sunlight streaming in to examine his thighs, and discovered that the skin between his legs was abraded, causing him to grimace in pain when he touched it. An Ruifeng had given him medicine with care. After clearing his "head," he began to regret going too far the night before.
Ling Xi didn't want An Ruifeng to blame himself. He patted Ruifeng's head as he smoothly opened his legs to allow him to apply medicine: "AnAn, I am very happy that you are so strong. Just don't wear out the flesh on my thighs the next time. I'd like to experience the feeling of being worn out in another spot...? (? ???ω??? ?)?"
An Ruifeng looked at him helplessly, believing that one day he'd be grinding his iron rod into a needle on this dog demon's body.
Ling Xi, fortunately, didn't have many scenes today. His scenes were all with Zhu Linlin and were all scheduled for the afternoon. When Ling Xi stepped into the dressing room with his legs spread, Zhu Linlin was already there, reading the script.
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Except for Zhu Linlin's agent, there was no fourth person in the dressing room. She shifted her gaze away from the script, amused by Ling Xi's walking posture, and deliberately asked: "What's the matter with you, Ling Xi? Why are you walking like a duck?"
"I ran to ride a horse after I completed filming yesterday, so my thighs were worn out," Ling Xi spoke without thinking it through.
"Hehe, I don't believe that," Zhu Linlin said, playfully covering her red mouth. [a small wordplay lost in translation here. Zhu means vermillion/cinnabar, both of which are red. So the line reads: Zhu Linlin covered her zhu mouth playfully.]
Ling Xi glanced at her: "You don't believe me, yet you still ask and drool so much, eh?"
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