Decayed Vulgarian chapter 59
Regret
Their kisses were passionate, and Shen Xun forgot himself. His hands naturally encircled Meng Yuan Cen’s neck. Stars pierced through the night, casting light on their eyes and the dew on their eyelashes. The silver moonlight brushed over their lustrous lips, which Meng Yuan Cen lowered his head to capture, holding everything in place.
The initiative unconsciously shifted into Meng Yuan Cen’s hands, and Shen Xun was carried into the bedroom by Meng Yuan Cen. They tumbled onto the bed, and it felt like they were sinking deep into the ocean of desire, lost and intoxicated.
Shen Xun’s passionate kisses pleased Meng Yuan Cen to a great extent. He was typically a man of few words, not eloquent or articulate, but every one of his actions catered to Meng Yuan Cen’s preferences. He showed a loyal commitment to loving what Meng Yuan Cen loved.
…
The next morning, the alarm clock rang for the third time.
Shen Xun was very tired, and he was reluctant to get out of bed, but he couldn’t afford to be late for work. When he sat up, he realized that his back was sore, his waist was aching, and his leg was cramping. When he looked down, he found a multitude of kiss marks and bite marks all over his chest.
Is this person a dog?
Shen Xun grumbled inwardly. He hurriedly put on his clothes. Apparently, his movements were a bit too loud and disturbed the person lying beside him.
Meng Yuan Cen also opened his eyes, but he leisurely lay there, stretching his arms over the duvet and exposing his head. His gaze wandered up from Shen Xun’s waist, and he smiled as he watched Shen Xun getting dressed.
The intense, direct gaze of the other person was hard to ignore. Shen Xun raised an eyebrow and asked, “Aren’t you going to work?”
Meng Yuan Cen smiled and explained, “Well, normally, I should be back in Huafeng City by noon today. That’s how I reported it to the school leadership.”
In other words, he had requested leave until noon, so he could rest at home in the morning.
Shen Xun suddenly realized, and he felt a bit unfairly treated. Supporting his waist, he slowly stood up, rubbing his eyes due to fatigue. He gave a cold chuckle and said, “So, you planned to have a rest this morning after going at it so hard last night.”
Meng Yuan Cen seemed to smile ambiguously, and his tone pretended to be wronged, “Why do you turn your back on me as soon as you put on your pants? Who was the one pestering whom last night? I worked so hard, and now you’re complaining. I’m so sad.”
He’s pretending to be innocent again. Shen Xun couldn’t be bothered to deal with him. He glanced at Meng Yuan Cen and, wearing his cotton slippers, walked towards the bathroom. “If I talk to you any longer, I’ll be late.”
Meng Yuan Cen watched Shen Xun’s retreating figure and also sat up. He reached for his glasses from the bedside table, smiled, and leisurely put them on. He rarely overslept in the morning and couldn’t stand being woken up by an alarm clock.
In fact, even if he had classes the next morning, he would still choose to indulge with Shen Xun until late at night. A short separation was sweeter than a honeymoon, and beauty beckoned into his embrace. Who could resist?
He was not a saint.
However, he never expected that this playful teasing would go too far, and Shen Xun had “held a grudge” against him for over a week. They hadn’t been intimate for days. Every time he hugged Shen Xun and tried to kiss him, Shen Xun would push him away with a serious expression, saying his back was still hurting.
The implied meaning was probably that he blamed Meng Yuan Cen for being too rough that night. At that time, Meng Yuan Cen was in an intense desire to be with Shen Xun and hadn’t paid much attention to Shen Xun’s preferences. He had done things according to his own desires.
He had tried various positions, incorporated dirty talk, and probably exceeded Shen Xun’s boundaries of modesty. Though Meng Yuan Cen felt that Shen Xun enjoyed it just as much as he did and had a hard time admitting it afterward, his physical reactions were honest.
Meng Yuan Cen believed that a satisfying sex life was a part of a happy life, but it needed to be consensual between both parties to maintain harmony. Forced excitement was a type of kink, but it wasn’t fun if the other person wasn’t interested.
So, why was Shen Xun behaving like this? Was it really just because of his back pain?
Meng Yuan Cen was baffled and endured it for over a week.
Until one ordinary evening, things took a turn.
That day, Shen Xun was taking a shower and had forgotten to bring a towel. He called through the semi-opaque frosted glass door, “Meng Yuan Cen, I forgot to bring a towel. It should be in my wardrobe on the second shelf. Can you check if it’s there? If it’s not, it might be on the balcony—”
“I found it!”
Meng Yuan Cen picked up the towel, and as he was about to close the wardrobe door, he suddenly noticed a black, opaque package deep inside the closet. What was inside that deep, hidden package?
Because Shen Xun’s body had been partially visible through the frosted glass door while he was offering the towel, Meng Yuan Cen’s thoughts went astray. His first reaction was that it contained something of an indescribable nature. He reached out to retrieve the contents of the package—
It turned out that his thoughts weren’t so inappropriate after all. Inside was exactly what he had thought, complete with vibrating features.
Taking another look inside the package, there was actually a T-back.
Meng Yuan Cen got excited immediately, the impulse he barely suppressed outside the bathroom door began to surge through his body again. He murmured a curse.
Well, he had thick skin and didn’t plan to act clueless. He lazily sat on the couch, facing the direction of the bathroom, toying with the items, waiting patiently for Shen Xun to come out of the bathroom.
Finally, the sound of the blow dryer stopped, and the sound of footsteps began.
On that side, Shen Xun finished his shower and hair drying and entered the living room. On this side, Meng Yuan Cen lifted his hands in a somewhat joking manner and asked, “Shen Xun, why did you buy these things?”
Shen Xun suddenly froze, his face turned red hot as he glanced momentarily before diverting his eyes.
Meng Yuan Cen’s gaze wandered around Shen Xun’s body. He smiled, “When did you buy them?”
Shen Xun pursed his lips and responded evasively, “… You shouldn’t mess with my stuff.”
Meng Yuan Cen chuckled, “Well, you should’ve hidden them better. If you throw them carelessly into the closet, how can you blame me for touching your things? A black package, isn’t that suspicious?”
Shen Xun said softly, “The black packaging was what the store used for delivery.”
Meng Yuan Cen responded with an “Hmm” and asked, “So, do you think it’s good? How was the experience?”
He thought for a moment and then asked, “Is this comfortable for you?”
Although there was not a single explicit word in his remarks, when combined, they were too indecent to bear. Shen Xun pretended he hadn’t heard the second part of the question. “I don’t know. I haven’t used it.”
Meng Yuan Cen asked, “Why haven’t you used it?”
“…The night I brought the package back, you came home, so I didn’t get the chance to use it and tossed it in the closet and never took it out again.”
“What about this?” Meng Yuan Cen shook the black fabric in his hand ambiguously. A thin string threaded through the semi-transparent lace. “Seems you have some special preferences?”
“I don’t.”
“Then, where did this come from?”
“It was sent by the store.”
“This fabric feels pretty good. Was sending this a loss for the store?”
Shen Xun, unable to bear it, exploded, “Then ask the store about it! Why are you asking me?”
Raising an eyebrow, Meng Yuan Cen smiled and waggled his left hand in front of Shen Xun, “Why don’t we try it tonight? I’ll help you.”
Shen Xun was confused, frowning as if he had heard a massive joke, “You’re here, why would I need to use it?”
“It was my fault for going to Qichuan Province for the alumni meeting for a few days, leaving you lonely.” Meng Yuan Cen smiled brightly, “But look, now it’s past the return period. Buying it and not using it would be such a waste. Let’s try it, I guarantee it’ll open up a new world for you.”
“…No.”
Sometimes, he really wanted to open up Meng Yuan Cen’s brain and see what was in there. Was it just criminal law knowledge, or was it all yellow waste? Why did he always think of these things all day?
Unknowingly, his boundaries had been pushed far beyond what he initially considered acceptable.
Blame it on that night before Meng Yuan Cen came back home from the the alumni association in Qichuan Province, and Shen Xun had been at home with nothing to do, planning to go to bed early. Then, he had actually fallen asleep and had an unusual dream. In the dream, he and Meng Yuan Cen were affectionate, and when things were about to get intense—
He was awakened by the noise from the neighbor’s renovation.
The dream abruptly stopped, akin to a song being cut off just as it was about to reach the climax, leaving a lingering sense of disappointment.
Shen Xun went to the bathroom once because he had slept for several hours and couldn’t fall back asleep. He picked up his phone, and it seemed like the shopping app had installed a camera in his home. The homepage conveniently pushed some adult products with an image description that read:
“Lonely at home without your partner? Play passionately with various feature-packed toys! 😘🔥18+”
The text was interspersed with hearts, lips, flames, and explicit symbols.
Intrigued, he clicked on it, and the sales figures were high, accompanied by rave reviews claiming that they were durable and provided an excellent experience.
When he was prompted to choose the right size via customer service, the agent reminded him: “Dear buyer, congratulations on winning the grand prize in the current promotion. As a bonus, we will send you a DZ undergarment with your order! The package will be shipped anonymously, so there’s no need to worry. Don’t hesitate; we offer a seven-day no-questions-asked return policy. 😘🌹”
Even though the grand prize was probably just a marketing tactic to retain new customers, by the time Shen Xun realized what he had ordered while in a daze the night before, he had already successfully made the payment.
When the package arrived the next evening, Shen Xun looked at the delivery information on the shopping app, which reminded him that a package was currently being delivered.
Shen Xun was dumbfounded for a full half minute, finally realizing what he had bought while half-conscious the previous night:
This was why people shouldn’t make any decisions late at night; they’d probably regret it the next day.