Alarm bells rang in Shen Nianzu's mind when he felt Jin Jiuchi's kisses trailing lower and lower. Before his body and mind could betray him like shamelessly getting a boner or letting himself get swept into Jin Jiuchi's rhythm, he swiftly grabbed Jin Jiuchi's hair and yanked his head away.
"No," he hissed firmly. "Not here."
"Nian'er…" Jin Jiuchi gave him puppy dog eyes and jutted his bottom lip into a sullen pout. Shen Nianzu had no idea where he'd learned to put such a pitiful expression from, when he was literally devouring Shen Nianzu with his intense gaze alone. His voice carried a bewitching lull as he teased, "But you like it, don't you?"
