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Little Touch of Heaven
"Wow! You didn't exaggerate, did you?", Xiao Zhan exhales, hands pushed into his hips as he's slightly out of breath.
He looks adorable like this, chest rising and falling a little faster than usual while he's wearing comfortable clothes - nothing fancy like normal - and has his fluffy hair down, sticking to his forehead a bit.
Surrounded by lush, green foliage and a soft but still warm wind, he looks like a figure sprung from a fairy tale, a mythical creature Yibo doesn't dare lay a hand upon.
"I never lie, Zhan-ge", he replies, puffing up his already round cheeks, like he always does when he shows mock offense.
Xiao Zhan sighs dramatically and rolls his eyes, albeit in a fond way. "I didn't say you lied about the house! I thought you were exaggerating. That's a difference!"
"It's not!", Yibo insists, pouting at his boyfriend. "You accuse me of not telling the truth!"
"Okay, okay. I'm such a meanie. Can we go in? I'm sweaty", Xiao Zhan says, big brown doe eyes pleadingly pointed at Yibo, who huffs affectionately.
They haven't had a trip like this in forever and Jackson coming up with the idea of booking this cottage for them, after having to listen to Yibo's complaints about how little he sees his Zhan-ge on the set of Street Dance of China for months, really comes at the right time.
To be honest, Yibo would have been too busy to do even this, but thankfully Jackson is a man of deeds and took the booking into his own hands. It also helps with privacy, so it's a win/win really.
The small, wooden cottage is located in a remote woodland area two hours outside of Shanghai. It's private property and hopefully far enough away from all prying eyes that Yibo and Xiao Zhan get the chance to relax for a few days without fans or the media finding them.
Well, if they were to be found together in a lonely cottage in the woods, relaxing would be the least of their problems, but still.
They arrived in Shanghai on different days, used different cars at a different time to drive out here and only met up several miles into the forest.
Yibo hopes the security measurements will be sufficient.
"Yeah, let's go inside and check out the place", he agrees, fetching the keys from his pocket and swinging his duffle bag over his shoulder.
Usually luggage is carried by one of their assistants, but they gave those some days off too. And really, carrying your stuff yourself isn't too bad, even if it's several miles into the woods.
Xiao Zhan stands in front of the door, looking giddy as he waits for Yibo to open it.
This vacation is gonna be pure luxury. Not in the sense of golden faucets and marble floors, but in the sense of sleeping in, talking walks, having leisure time they usually never get.
The inside of the cottage is exactly what Yibo imagined. It's all wood and warm colours, interrupted by large windows giving sight to the green forest around them.
The living room hosts a big, comfortable couch, a fireplace and a set of armchairs that practically invite you to curl up on top and read a book.
The kitchen is all colonial style, with dark woods and typical decoration. But it's also spacious enough for an entire family to cook here. Yibo will have a great time sitting on the counter, annoying his boyfriend while he prepares meals.
Of course the fridge and cupboards are filled with fresh food - they ordered it before leaving for Shanghai the other day.
The bedroom holds a king-sized four-poster bed with drapes and a panorama window that takes up a complete wall on the far side. It's beautiful.
Lastly there's the bathroom with a corner tub and a rain shower. Both are large enough to easily fit two people inside.
"What do you say? Did I promise too much?", Yibo says, placing his duffle bag next to the bed. Three days, that's all they get, but it's more than they've had in years.
"You mean did Jackson promise too much", Xiao Zhan teases as he falls backwards onto the bed like a starfish and stares at the wooden ceiling.
Yibo swats at him and tuts. "Jackson booked it, but I convinced you to come!", he pouts. He's missed this. The easy days with his boyfriend. Before CQL aired and their lives changed. Those days when they were just too boys in love and no one cared. At least not many people.
Now the whole of China watches their every move.
A chance for them to just be themselves feels like a miracle to be honest.
"How about we nap for a bit and then I make dinner for us?", Xiao Zhan suggests. Yibo knows it's a peace offering. But he would be stupid to decline an opportunity to taste Xiao Zhan's cooking. It's amazing.
"Can we cuddle during the nap?", he asks, as if he needs more convincing.
Xiao Zhan rolls around on the bed, making grabby hands for Yibo. They both laugh softly, as they meet in the middle of the mattress, sharing a kiss - unhurried and lazy. It’s perfect.
The nap is exactly what both of them need after the early morning hike through the forest. Usually, no matter where they are, there’s always noise around them. Sometimes they sleep on planes, sometimes on sofas in changing rooms. On good days they catch a few hours in a hotel room. Being in their own apartment in Beijing feels like luxury, but it rarely happens. Today though there’s complete silence around them, not even the songs of the birds permeate the quiet of the cottage bedroom.
Later Yibo wakes even before Xiao Zhan does, which is unusual. Normally, it’s the other way around. Whenever he gets the chance, Yibo has a tendency to sleep as long as possible.
It makes for a nice change that today he gets the chance to watch his boyfriend sleep, face relaxed and peaceful as he slumbers. Yibo slowly raises a hand and runs it through Xiao Zhan’s fluffy hair. It’s grown longer over the past months in which they’ve barely seen each other due to their packed schedules.
Xiao Zhan makes an adorable noise as he leans into the touch, still asleep. He’s wearing one of those oversized pullovers that give him sweater paws. Yibo loves how sweet and innocent that makes him look. Especially if paired with Xiao Zhan’s round glasses. The ones he usually only wears at home these days. And then there’s his love for all kinds of plushies. Yibo has made it a habit to hunt down collectors editions of them on the internet.
Slowly Xiao Zhan blinks the sleep from his eyes. His pink lips stretch into a smile as he regonices his love.
“Hey sleepyhead. How are you?”, Yibo asks, hand still in Xiao Zhan’s hair, lightly scraping his nails along his scalp to massage it.
“A lot better. Did you sleep well?”
“Yeah, the bed is amazing. And that means a lot coming from me” Yibo replies with a wink and a giggle.
“Yeah, you’re the most picky person I know when it comes to hotel rooms and beds”, Xiao Zhan agrees, sitting up and pecking Yibo on the lips. “So, dinner? We can go back to bed afterwards.”
Yibo grins, licking his lips as if to chase the taste of Xiao Zhan’s kiss. “Or we can try out all the nice places in this house. I think I saw a soft fur in front of that fireplace in the living room.”
Xiao Zhan raises an eyebrow. “And now you want to fuck me on it?”
“I want to fuck you everywhere, but the fur would be a nice place to start.” His shamelessness of course earns him a slap against the upper arm.
“Food first”, Xiao Zhan announces, getting out of bed and padding into the kitchen on fluffy socks. Yibo follows him like a puppy wagging its tail and hops onto the counter, legs swinging off the edge. He loves doing this, even if it annoys Xiao Zhan. It’s the only way Yibo can spend time with him during cooking because Yibo himself is absolutely hopeless in the kitchen.
Xiao Zhan banned him from it out of fear he’d set fire to it.
“So, what are we having?”, Yibo asks, leaning closer to watch Xiao Zhan get the ingredients from the fridge.
“Just a bit of sour pork and rice. A few side dishes. Nothing much”, Xiao Zhan says.
Yibo enjoys watching him in the kitchen. It’s like seeing him in his natural environment. And Xiao Zhan is cute, with his tongue stuck between his lips whenever he is focusing. Sometimes he even hums a song or mumbles about the next step.
At some point, while Xiao Zhan is still busy preparing their dinner, Yibo decides to make himself at least a little useful and starts a fire in the fireplace. The kitchen opens into the living room so the calming crackling of the fire can be heard even there. It’s lovely and the natural heat of the flame feels nice and exhilarating against Yibo’s skin.
An hour later there are bowls of steaming food on the table, all of it smelling amazing as it does every time. Also, there’s always cucumber salad because Xiao Zhan thinks it’s funny to remind Yibo of his own failed attempt of making some on DDU. It feels like a lifetime ago.
“Thank you for cooking, Zhan-ge”, Yibo says, digging into the food and moaning at the taste. “It’s sooooooo good!”
“You don’t need to flatter me. I already love you, Bo-ge”, Xiao Zhan replies with a wink, making Yibo almost choke on his food. It’s the nickname they don’t use outside of the bedroom anymore.
“You’re playing with fire, Zhan-ge", Yibo warns between bites, smirking a little. A year ago his ears would still have turned red everytime they flirted like this.
"Really? I'm wounded, you didn't say you love me too", Xiao Zhan mock pouts.
Yibo leans into his space, making sure his lips are close to Xiao Zhan's ear as he speaks. "Maybe I wanna show you instead."
The full body shiver shaking Xiao Zhan from head to toe is incredibly satisfying. Still, it comes as a surprise when he turns his head and captures Yibo’s lips in a kiss that is neither sweet nor innocent.
He tastes sweet and sour and a bit like the vinegar used for the cucumber salad. Some of Yibo’s favourite flavours.
Usually Xiao Zhan is very strict about them eating their food and separating everyday tasks from their love life. In other words, sex in the kitchen is something Yibo has to coax him into. Today though he seems to be in a particularly playful mood.
“How about we postpone eating and make good use of that fur in front of the fireplace?”, Xiao Zhan suggests, lowering his chopsticks and licking his lips after the kiss breaks.
A stronger man than Yibo might have said ‘no’ and finished his dinner, but honestly, he suddenly doesn’t feel hungry at all anymore, so why bother?
Yibo smirks at his boyfriend, stealing another kiss. “Who are you and what have you done with Zhan-ge?”
Xiao Zhan pouts, reaching out to pick up his bowl and chopsticks again, but Yibo stops him halfway by taking his hand.
“Don’t pout, baobao. It’s a nice surprise. And that fur looks so soft, doesn’t it?”, he teases, with his chest growing warm while he watches the change on Xiao Zhan’s face - from pouting to playful again.
“It looks soft enough for me to lie on…”, he whispers, voice trailing off as if he’s leaving something unsaid. Something important that Yibo now needs to figure out. Good thing that Yibo is indeed shameless and doesn't need much help.
He rises from his chair and pulls Xiao Zhan with him, his body flush against Yibo’s as soon as they both stand. Xiao Zhan might be a bit taller than Yibo, but Yibo is broader in the shoulders now and his pecs are bigger.
Xiao Zhan braces both his hands against Yibo’s chest, cupping the muscles hidden under his shirt. “How much do you workout, Bo-ge?”, he asks, voice sultry. Yibo loves this side of his ZhanZhan.
“Whenever I can. I dance a lot too”, he replies, taking one of Xiao Zhan’s delicate hands and tracing the fingers down his front until they reach the outline of Yibo’s abs. He usually doesn’t show off his body like that, but knowing Xiao Zhan thinks he’s hot is a major turn on.
The physical attraction between them has always been strong and while many couples lose interest in each other after a while, it’s the opposite with them.
“Shit, get me to that fur or I’ll be on my knees right here”, Xiao Zhan says, fingers flexing against Yibo’s abs.
That doesn't need to be said twice. Yibo immediately picks Xiao Zhan up, hands under his perky butt while he wraps his long legs around Yibo's waist.
Their lips find one another like magnets. Poles drawn to each other by a pull that's too irresistible. Xiao Zhan's tongue dips into Yibo's mouth, playing with him and drawing little moans from his throat. He's an amazing kisser. Even more so when he wants to seduce someone.
Not that Yibo needs much seducing these days, Xiao Zhan has him wrapped around his finger, but it's still nice to see he's making an effort. Both of them going all in for their partners is what keeps their relationship healthy and exciting.
Together, kissing and moaning, they make their way to the large, fluffy fur placed in front of the warm, crackling fire.
"Zhan-ge is still wearing too much", Yibo says, as he slowly lowers himself to his knees and puts Xiao Zhan down, long lines of his body sinking into the fur.
"Do something about it then", Xiao Zhan challenges, eyebrows raised and lips stretched into a smirk.
Yibo laughs, a little out of breath as his cock fills at the mere thought of having a naked Xiao Zhan beneath his hands soon. It's obviously been too long and all that pent up need forces its way to the surface now. He hopes he doesn't blow too soon.
It's obvious that Xiao Zhan is a master at reading Yibo's mind because he laughs softly and opens the buttons of his own shirt, exposing the soft skin underneath. The light of the fire casts the prettiest shadows across it.
"Don't worry. We'll take the edge off first", he promises with a wink.
It's always been like that between them. Yibo might be the one who does the fucking but Xiao Zhan is in charge. He guided Yibo through their first night and spent the early stages of their relationship teaching him how to make a partner feel good. It's not all about having a big dick and sticking it into somebody. A lesson Yibo had to learn first.
Xiao Zhan peels the shirt off his shoulders, allowing Yibo to ogle at his chest and run his large hands across it. The skin is warm and smooth under his fingers and he circles a pretty, pink nipple teasingly, watching in glee as it perks up, hard and erect now that it is played with.
Yibo leans in to flick the tip of his tongue across it and Xiao Zhan bows his back, increasing the expanse of skin that's being licked. He's so responsive. Yibo loves it. He always knows exactly what his boyfriend wants and likes because he's so free in showing it.
While Yibo gives Xiao Zhan's chest all the attention it deserves, alternating between each nipple while kissing and flicking it, biting even at some point, Xiao Zhan gets busy opening Yibo's shirt as well and pushing it off his shoulders.
"Fuck. I think you got more toned since we last fucked properly", he says, hands running up and down Yibo's abs, dipping into the valleys of his muscles.
"If so, do you like it, baobao?", Yibo asks, looking at Xiao Zhan with dark eyes. He knows he's a good-looking guy, people tell him that everyday, but nothing means as much as his boyfriend's reaction when he sees Yibo naked.
"It's fucking hot. I want to get my tongue on you. Take off your pants. Now."
Yibo, ever the obedient boyfriend, does as he's told and strips out of his pants, while Xiao Zhan does the same.
They kneel across from each other on the large fur, the light of the fire dancing across their exposed bodies while their gazes drink in every inch of the person in front of them. Sometimes it's like seeing Xiao Zhan for the first time although they've done this so often since they met again on set.
Xiao Zhan reaches out, fingers travelling along Yibo's body, touching wherever they can, almost worshipping. "Look how hot you are. Lie down and get comfortable."
Yibo gets onto his back, the fur tickling him a little as he does. He runs his fingers through it, marveling in its softness. "Like this?", he asks, propped up on his elbows, eyebrows raised.
"Yes, just like this. I want you to fuck my mouth while opening me up with your tongue. Can you do that, Bo-ge?", Xiao Zhan asks, sliding on top of Yibo with languid movements.
It's true that Xiao Zhan often looks like a bunny when he's wearing soft, oversized clothes, but in bed the man turns into a vixen. It's a side not many people know and Yibo is selfish enough to keep it all to himself forever, now that it's his.
His cock twitches at the words. Sometimes he's sure Xiao Zhan could make him come without even touching. Just murmuring filth would be enough for Yibo to soil his pants.
"Of course I can. Bring your pretty peach ass here, baobao. I'll make you feel good", Yibo promises.
Xiao Zhan makes a real show out of it. He moves slowly up Yibo's body until legs are spread right in front of Yibo's face. The red, hard cock hangs heavy between his thighs, swollen and begging to be touched, but Yibo knows how much Xiao Zhan loves to come from just being fucked.
He raises a finger and trails it up and down the hard length though, touch light as a feather.
"Yibo…", Xiao Zhan almost growls as a pearl of white fluid gathers at the tip of his cock and slides down to his balls.
Yibo gently takes it with his finger and smiles. "Soon, baobao. Have patience", he teases, holding Xiao Zhan's cheeks apart with one hand.
The view is exquisite. His skin is unblemished and has a soft glow to it in addition to the natural slight tan. And there, between the cheeks, lies a cute little hole that begs to be filled.
Yibo runs his wet finger across the puckered rim and enjoys the drawn out moan that earns him. He's so fascinated by it that a tongue licking at his own dick comes as a total surprise, almost making him jump. Fuck!
He hisses loudly and digs his nails into his thigh to stop himself from blowing his load on Xiao Zhan's face before they've even begun.
It's not like he couldn't go on after, but he knows Xiao Zhan wants him in his mouth first and Yibo would never deny him.
He bows his back, hips trembling as Xiao Zhan licks along the entire length and starts taking him into his mouth, inch after inch.
The man is a master at giving head and Yibo would be a fool to ever say no if given the chance. It takes a his willpower not to fuck into Xiao Zhan's mouth and force himself down his throat as that warm, wet heat slowly engulfs him.
Xiao Zhan laughs softly, noticing how much Yibo struggles. The vibration makes things even worse though.
"One day I'll wear a bullet while you fuck me", Xiao Zhan promises, letting go of Yibo's dick for barely a moment. Just long enough for the words to almost send him over the edge.
Another chuckle follows and Xiao Zhan takes him all the way to his balls again, talented tongue teasing him, while slender fingers close around the base of Yibo's cock and prevent him from coming.
There's an impatient sound following the action and finally reminds Yibo of the task he's supposed to perform. It's hard to focus on getting Xiao Zhan ready when his dick is being used like a lollipop.
Still, he finally pulls Xiao Zhan's cheeks further apart and cranes his neck to get closer, his tongue darting out to lick at the pink rim, massaging it gently.
Xiao Zhan moans softly, but doesn't get distracted from his task otherwise, while Yibo slowly works his hole open with broad swipes and licks.
Only when it's loose and glistening with saliva, does Yibo stiffen his tongue and slowly push past the tight ring that opens up to him little by little.
Xiao Zhan's throat vibrates with soft moans and mewls. He loves having Yibo's tongue up his ass. Leisurely his hips move in circles, pushing against the intrusion to take Yibo deeper inside.
His velvety walls tremble with every lick inside as Yibo tries to push in as far as he can, touching everywhere until Xiao Zhan's focus breaks and he moans senselessly around the cock in his mouth.
Yibo thrusts up his hips, seeking friction inside the hot cavern around him. Having a tongue deep inside his boyfriend and hearing his sounds of pleasure is just too hot to bear.
Xiao Zhan hums and moans as his mouth is being used and his hole is being licked. He's trembling while his fingers dig into the fur.
Soon the friction grows too much to endure, a burning, tingling sensation pulling at Yibo's abdomen and filling him with heat, which makes him come with a drawn out grunt down Xiao Zhan's throat.
That warm, talented tongue massages him through it, milking every last drop from Yibo as Xiao Zhan swallows what he has to give.
Yibo slumps onto the fur, pushing two fingers into Xiao Zhan's soft, pliant hole to keep him open while Yibo catches his breath.
"Fuck, Bo-ge, give a man a warning", Xiao Zhan rasps, hips bucking involuntarily to make Yibo touch all the right places.
The sensitive walls clench around Yibo's fingers and suck him in. "Ah, but I love giving you surprises."
Xiao Zhan huffs. "How about instead you rail me into this fur?", he suggests, shameless and absolutely charming at the same time. Yibo never stood a chance.
Yibo laughs roughly, reaching for his pants that are lost somewhere next to them. He always carries a small tube of lube with him when he's with his boyfriend. Just to be prepared.
After fishing the lube from the pocket of his pants, Yibo runs his hands up Xiao Zhan's flanks. The skin is hot and smooth under his touch, it's addictive.
"Get on your hands and knees, baobao. I'll make you feel good", he promises, watching the fire paint all shades of red and orange across Xiao Zhan's pretty face.
They separate briefly for Xiao Zhan to change his position and bring his ass up in the air.
"Are you comfortable?", Yibo wants to know, leaning over Xiao Zhan's back and kissing his neck. He sucks a tiny purple mark into the flawless skin, happy at the display of ownership.
He isn't allowed to do much more, since the make-up artists will complain if Xiao Zhan is covered in strawberries. So he keeps it at a minimum.
"I'll be more comfortable with your cock inside me, Bo-ge. Get on with it", Xiao Zhan replies, wiggling his butt.
Yibo laughs and places his hands on Xiao Zhan peachy behind, massaging the globes only to tease him for a bit longer.
Afterwards, he squeezes some of the lube onto his fingers and warms it before pushing two digits into Xiao Zhan again, scissoring them to open him up even further.
Slowly Xiao Zhan's muscle relaxes even more, allowing Yibo to press in deeper and crook his fingers to push against the patch of nerves that Yibo knows makes Xiao Zhan feel the most pleasure.
Sure enough the reaction is immediate. Xiao Zhan arches his back and shivers violently. His pretty cock is leaking even more but Yibo doesn't dare touch it.
He soon pulls his fingers out and gives the open hole another lick for good measure. Xiao Zhan moans again, still impatient to finally get fucked.
"Look at you. So pretty. All laid out for me and gorgeous", Yibo praises.
"Smooth talker", Xiao Zhan calls him. "Come on. Or I'll flip you over and ride you."
Yibo almost giggles. He loves this bossy side to his usually soft boyfriend.
"No need for that, baobao. You'll get your fill", Yibo retorts, finally lining his cock up with Xiao Zhan's hole and pushing inside, feeding him inch after inch.
It's a fascinating sight to watch Xiao Zhan's hole open up around him and swallow him, almost greedily.
The tight, wet heat burns even hotter than the wicked mouth that made him come minutes ago. Yibo hisses at the sensation, while Xiao Zhan rocks his hips.
As soon as he's bottomed out, the walls clench around him and make him moan.
"Don't hold back. I want to feel you. All of you."
Yibo doesn't need to hear that twice before he sets a hard pace, pulling out of and thrusting back into Xiao Zhan, whose body moves in a steady rhythm with his own, meeting the punishing thrusts.
His soft mewls and grunts are music to Yibo's ears, fueling his desire to wring every last bit of ecstasy from Xiao Zhan.
He's perfect as he throws his head back and cries out every time Yibo drives his cock right into his prostate.
The sound of skin slapping against skin fills the room mixed with both their heavy breathing and sounds of pleasure. Yibo even feels brave enough to deliver a slight slap to Xiao Zhan's round ass, spurring his boyfriend on.
"Do you like this? Having my cock so deep you can feel it in your belly?", Yibo rasps, leaning over Xiao Zhan again.
His hands hold the slender hip in vice grip, helping with the frantic fucking they've surcumbed to. Surely his fingers will leave marks as well, but these Xiao Zhan doesn't mind so much. They can't be seen under regular clothes.
"Yes! Bo-ge, fuck me hard and fill me up", he demands, turning his head to meet Yibo's lips for a filthy kiss. It's all tongue and clicking teeth and them licking into each other's mouths.
"You come first, baobao. I'll fill you up good, if you come for me", Yibo replies, angling his next thrust a little differently to apply more pressure to Xiao Zhan's sweet spot, which makes him clench down hard. "Come on. I know you can do better. Show me how much you like my cock."
Xiao Zhan cries as his prostate is attacked again and again, stars exploding in front of his eyes as he's being fucked into the fur. His hands give out beneath him and he ruts against the softness under his abdomen, which unfortunately doesn't provide much friction at all.
"No cheating baby. You can come just from being fucked. I know you can", Yibo murmurs, bringing Xiao Zhan back onto his knees and driving his cock into his prostate again.
Xiao Zhan screams and comes, his entire body locking as the orgasm tears through him wave after wave.
It's so hot to watch that Yibo can't hold back anymore either. He grunts and comes deep into Xiao Zhan, filling him up with every spurt of his cock.
Together they collapse onto the fur, arms wrapped around each other and breaths mingling as they enjoy the afterglow of an amazing orgasm.
"I love you, baobei", Xiao Zhan whispers, running a hand through Yibo's sweaty hair.
"I love you too", Yibo replies, leaning in for a kiss that's not as heated as before but still not tame. This was only the first course of many yet to come.
After that first round it's like a dam has been opened. All that pent up need and longing erupts in endless touches and kisses. Neither of them can get enough of the other's body, both being drunk on pleasure.
Yibo takes Xiao Zhan in the tub with water splashing all around them and bends him across the kitchen counter, ass in the air and fucks him until he cries with how good it feels.
Next is the panorama window in the bedroom. Yibo pushes Xiao Zhan's back into the glass and holds him up with what they long since named 'boyfriend strength'. He makes him bounce on his cock with his skin flushed and his nipples perked and sensitive from all the sucking done to them.
The sofa is used as well, with Xiao Zhan draped over the back rest, too tired already to actually do much, but still longing for every touch and bite.
After they finish in bed, he looks like a work of art. His body is littered with bruises and bite marks (where they can be hidden), lips swollen and red from kissing, cheeks blotchy from crying in pleasure and his rim is puffy and pink after being used again and again.
Yibo loves him like this. He's beautiful and perfect. Together they snuggle under the fluffy covers, holding each other in their arms, while tangling their legs.
It's pure bliss.
Later, Yibo doesn't even remember at what point he fell asleep, but he decides that it doesn't matter. Xiao Zhan is with him and that's what counts.
He wakes once or twice during the night, finding himself wrapped around the other man, their skin touching. A little burst of happiness explodes in his chest and smiles to himself as he falls asleep again. Nights like this are so rare that he cherishes them above all.
Meeting up for rushed kisses or even quick sex when they are both so needy for each other is possible whenever they have projects in the same city or visit each other during their travels. But entire nights, uninterrupted by early flights, happen rarely.
It's not like Yibo wants to complain. He chose that life and has no regrets about it. Spending nights with his boyfriend would be nice though.
In the morning he wakes up to the scent of freshly baked pastries and fruits. He's halfway out of bed before Xiao Zhan turns up with a tray in hand. "I hope you didn't think about getting up, did you? We're going to have breakfast here."
Yibo laughs and slumps back onto his pillow. "Wow! Pastries in bed! You want me to get fat", he comments, grinning at Xiao Zhan, who places the tray on the bed and slips under the covers again.
He's wearing nothing but a bathrobe and as much as Yibo would usually wants to ravish him if he looked like this, but with the marathon of fucking they did the other day, all he wants is to hold him and indulge in him.
"If that got me some more of your cheeks, I wouldn't complain", Xiao Zhan says, bumping his shoulder against Yibo's.
Laughing again, Yibo reaches out and breaks off a corner of one of the pastries.
"Oi! That took me forever to make!", Xiao Zhan complains. "I didn't even get to take a picture of it!"
His complaining stops abruptly when Yibo holds out the piece of pastry between his thumb and index finger for Xiao Zhan to eat.
Pretty, pink lips wrap around Yibo's fingers, soft and silky to the touch and Xiao Zhan's tongue runs along his skin as he takes the pastry piece in his mouth, eyes never leaving Yibo's.
The moment is intimate, it seems almost shameful. There's a sense of innocent eroticism to it all that makes Yibo's heart beat too fast. Not for the sake of arousal though but because of how close he feels to Xiao Zhan in this very second.
Xiao Zhan swallows the piece of food, his pretty, slender throat working, which Yibo can't help but watch.
They feed one another breakfast with their fingers, licking icing off each other's fingertips and giggling about it.
Afterwards they even have enough time to go out on the terrace and fill the jacuzzi out there with hot water and nice smelling soaps.
Yibo can't say he isn't used to nice showers in hotel rooms but he never has enough time to actually enjoy them. And this thing is even better than a shower - also because both him and Xiao Zhan fit easily inside.
There's a massage function that makes the water bubble, but they don't even actually need it. Their hands run across warm skin, rubbing kinks out of tense muscles.
Xiao Zhan makes the most adorable sounds when Yibo sits behind him in the hot water and uses his thumbs to massage a particularly hard knot between his shoulder blades.
Once Xiao Zhan is all relaxed and pliant, they change positions and Yibo gets to lean against him and just breathe in his presence. It's the most calming sensation in the world.
He almost falls asleep, while Xiao Zhan massages his back and shoulders with what feels like practiced precision.
"We should do this more often", Yibo says as they lay cuddling on the sofa, blankets covering them while they watch a movie Yibo doesn't actually pay attention to.
"Whenever we can", Xiao Zhan agrees, kissing Yibo's temple. "One day, after we retire, we should get a cottage of our own. A place where we can go often and just spend time together."
"Zhan-ge! I'd love that! Just imagine, a private get away just for us!", Yibo exclaims. "Can we have a dog? And a cat! I mean, we can bring Jianguo, right?"
Xiao Zhan laughs. He always does that when Yibo gets so eager. But they both know in the end, he wants the same things. It's a dream still, but days like these make them look a bit more real.
"We can have it all one day. Whatever we want", Xiao Zhan reassures Yibo, kissing him softly.
Yes, one day they can have it all.