The moment Chu Yun entered the room he was hit with a potent wave of Xiao Zai's pheromones. His scalp tingled with a bone-deep awareness of Xiao Zai's rut, as if he could almost predict what Xiao Zai was going to do before he did it.
It still stole his breath to watch an half naked Xiao Zai stalk towards him, looking all the while like the bloodied wolf who dropped a dead tiger at his feet, fall to his knees in front of him.
Chu Yun's breath hitched when Xiao Zai pulled him by the hipbones and rubbed his face into the crook of his hip, inhaling deeply. It was such an intimate gesture that it made Chu Yun feel flayed alive.
He caught Xiao Zai's hair between his fingers and pulled. "Undress me."
He wanted him to stay on his knees and Xiao Zai didn't disappoint him. He undid Chu Yun's waist sash with urgency, no finesse to his greedy hands. Chu Yun shrugged the open outer robe off his shoulders all the while Xiao Zai was already working on his inner robe.
