Chapter 26: Who’ll Give Up First?
Translated by Addis of Exiled Rebels Scanlations
Editor: Karai
The second floor of He Ye’s house had a small living room, a bathroom, and a bedroom. The living room had no partition walls, just a long row of wooden chairs, a table with wrapping paper on it, and then there was nothing else.
Zhou Kai glanced around before turning back, listening to the still-rumbling sound of water coming from the bathroom. He exhaled, then mustered up the courage to walk toward the bedroom, which had an open door.
He guessed that this was He Ye’s bedroom. Sure enough, when he reached the doorway, he saw a bed covered with blankets.
Zhou Kai turned his head, lifted his hand, and found the switch on the wall. After pressing it, a small light in the bedroom came on. He didn’t hesitate for a second and stepped right in.
This bedroom of He Ye’s was clearly much cleaner, as if it was regularly tidied up, unlike the dusty surroundings outside. Speaking of dust, Zhou Kai noticed that his hand, which had just touched the railing, felt a little gritty. When he looked at it, his hand was indeed covered in dust.
He took off his backpack and pulled out a disposable wet wipe to clean his hands, muttering to himself while scanning the room’s decor, “So lazy, you clean the inside but not the outside?”
Spotting something in the trash can, Zhou Kai licked his lips and then self-consciously countered, “Forget it, with school and work, at least he keeps his sleeping area clean.”
Sitting on the bed, Zhou Kai immediately felt warm. Even though there was no heating in the room, he was still hot, clearly because of the feelings He Ye had stirred in him earlier.
He bit his lip and loosened the straps of his coat, unbuttoning it. His eyelashes fluttered, and after a moment, he stood up again. He decided to take off his coat completely, rolling it up and planning to stuff it back into his backpack.
When he unzipped the bag and saw what was inside, Zhou Kai’s face turned red, and his body felt even warmer.
“Damn, why am I embarrassed?”
Muttering to himself, he flipped the backpack upside down, emptied the contents onto the bed, and stuffed the coat inside before zipping it back up. He glanced at the two boxes and the three free wet wipes, then suddenly jumped up and walked over to the nearby desk.
He Ye’s desk was cluttered with many books, most of which were textbooks from school, looking brand new as if they had never been used. There were also pencils and pens with sketches of cartoon characters, math formulas, physics equations, and English words…
Zhou Kai felt a knot in his chest as he placed his backpack on the desk, covering those memories-triggering items. He thought he should sit back on the bed, lest He Ye see him and misunderstand that he had been rummaging through things. But just as his eyes swept over, he noticed a picture frame slightly exposed under a few books. The books seemed to have been placed there on purpose. Unable to resist his curiosity, Zhou Kai leaned over and checked the door, then stealthily pried the books apart to pull out the frame, flipping it over on the desk.
He had expected to see a picture of He Ye’s parents, or maybe even a picture of He Ye’s secret lover, just like his own. But it wasn’t any of that. As he flipped the photo over, Zhou Kai found a portrait of He Ye himself.
He Ye turned off the tap, wiped his face, and then turned his head, his sharp gaze fixed on the bathroom door. After a long pause, he picked up a towel and began drying off the water droplets from his body, the hum in his ears from the rush of blood.
He Ye reached out and touched the doorknob of the bathroom, holding his breath as he listened intently for any sounds. Everything outside was quiet, as if no one was there.
Suddenly twisting the lock, He Ye opened the door, letting in a gust of cold air. The moment his body cooled down, he noticed a light coming from the bedroom, and his body temperature immediately rose again.
The repeated emotional ups and downs drove He Ye crazy. His eyes reddened as he released the doorknob and stepped out of the bathroom, turning and walking barefoot towards the bedroom.
Seeing the other person still there, the fire in He Ye’s heart flared up. When he saw the photo he had hidden that the other person was holding, he frowned and walked straight over.
Hearing the bathroom door open, Zhou Kai snapped back to reality from his reverie. Just as he was about to put the frame down, he was caught by He Ye. He looked away awkwardly and placed the frame back where it belonged, and He Ye walked over to him, his body radiating heat.
Zhou Kai lowered his head nervously, twisting his neck to avoid looking at the naked He Ye, his ears turning red.
He Ye glanced at the photo that was covered by the book again, then looked up at Zhou Kai, who had repeatedly teased him but was now pretending to be innocent. His chest throbbed painfully.
Panting heavily, He Ye raised his hand and forcefully grabbed the back of Zhou Kai’s neck, forcing him to look at him. He insisted that Zhou Kai keep his eyes open and look at him.
Zhou Kai struggled to push He Ye’s hand away, biting his lip, his eyes darting back and forth, not knowing where to look. His face was flushed with shame.
He Ye moved his hand from behind Zhou Kai’s neck to his throat, forcing him to look up at him. His red eyes stared at Zhou Kai, and he asked in a hoarse voice, “Don’t you want to look? Don’t you want to? Weren’t you enjoying it just now?”
When Zhou Kai heard him mention earlier, his breathing quickened. He took a step back, trying to escape He Ye’s grip, but he stubbornly said insincere words, “Look at what? What’s there to look at?”
He Ye’s eyes darkened, and he pressed his lips together, following Zhou Kai as he retreated, directly pushing him backwards. Zhou Kai stumbled backward and reached out to grab He Ye in fright. He Ye reacted quickly, catching him and pulling him into his arms.
Zhou Kai was startled and hadn’t even had time to say “Damn it” when his feet suddenly left the ground. He Ye carried him in his arms and walked towards the bed, his hot breath spraying onto Zhou Kai’s neck.
Zhou Kai felt like he was on fire. His hands gripped He Ye’s muscular, hardened arms, his palms covered in sweat. As He Ye walked, he could feel He Ye’s hardened member rubbing against him aggressively.
Turning his face away, he didn’t dare meet He Ye’s reddened eyes. He was incredibly embarrassed, but he didn’t resist. He let He Ye carry him to the bed.
He Ye held Zhou Kai’s waist until Zhou Kai’s calves touched the edge of the bed, then he released him. Zhou Kai’s shoed foot landed on He Ye’s instep. Zhou Kai felt it and was about to move his foot when the scene before him flipped upside down as he was pushed backwards onto the bed, his head hitting the soft pillow with a thud, causing him to feel dizzy.
He Ye, who had pushed Zhou Kai down, pressed his lips together and straddled Zhou Kai’s knees. Zhou Kai was still a little dazed when he grabbed He Ye’s hand and pulled him up to sit.
Zhou Kai looked up at He Ye dizzily, his eyes watery and his face flushed. He Ye stared into his eyes and reached out to grab the hem of his sweater, pulling it upwards. Zhou Kai lowered his eyes and saw He Ye’s erect, red member, and he cursed softly. Just as he was about to look away, his vision was blocked.
The static electricity from the sweater rubbing against his body created a crackling sound, instantly igniting the already hot atmosphere.
Zhou Kai was wearing a shirt under his sweater, which was much easier to take off. He Ye tossed the sweater to the bedside and pushed Zhou Kai down again, using both hands to undo the buttons on his shirt. Looking up at He Ye from below, Zhou Kai saw the predatory gleam in his eyes and felt a mix of excitement, anticipation, and arousal. He raised his hand to his lips and couldn’t help but steal a smile. But his smile didn’t last long.
He Ye, his face flushed with desire, heard the soft chuckle. He looked down at the submissive Zhou Kai, at his dazed expression, gritted his teeth, and without bothering to undo the remaining buttons, he yanked the collar open, revealing Zhou Kai’s tattoo and nipple.
His breath quickened, and He Ye moved his hand, his fingers brushing against the tattoo before pinching the nipple that had somehow become hard.
That area was sensitive for Zhou Kai. Combined with the harsh treatment He Ye had given him in the classroom earlier, it hadn’t fully healed yet. Now that he was being pinched so hard, he only felt pain, not pleasure.
Shivering from the pinch, Zhou Kai couldn’t help but reach out and tug at He Ye, not wanting him to continue. But he had seduced He Ye and sent him those photos, and He Ye had been harboring a desire for that tattoo ever since. There was no way he would let go so easily.
Zhou Kai wasn’t a pushover either. He had already said that if He Ye dared to be rough with him in bed, he would bite him. But in their current positions, he couldn’t bite He Ye. As soon as he moved, He Ye would control him, like a wild beast pinning down its prey.
Watching as his nipple was being played with until it turned red and looked like it was about to burst, Zhou Kai recalled the pain he had been experiencing for the past few days, every touch sending a jolt through him. Gritting his teeth, he whimpered and scooted back on the bed, his back rubbing against the mattress. His feet tangled and kicked off his shoes.
He curled up his right leg and raised his foot, decisively stepping on He Ye’s lower abdomen.
The sole of his foot, through his socks, pressed against the erect penis, and Zhou Kai felt a burning sensation. He quickly retracted his foot but then pressed it down again, this time with more force.
He Ye let out a gasp at Zhou Kai’s action. He looked down at the foot stepping on his crotch, his desire intensifying. He looked up at Zhou Kai, who was pressing down on his sex organ with increased force, and snorted, threateningly saying, “Try it. Let’s see who gives up first, you or me…”
He squeezed hard, enunciating each word as he said, “I’ll ruin you.”
With a pained moan, Zhou Kai covered He Ye’s hand with his own, the one that was pinching his nipple, stubbornly pursing his lips and stubbornly resisting He Ye. The room, which was not originally very warm, was gradually heating up because of the two of them.
