Deep Desire chapter 28
Embarrassment
Feng Si’s movements were unhurried as he observed Lu Jingshen’s reactions. When he pinched him slightly, Lu Jingshen bit his lip and made a muffled moan, but it wasn’t enough to satisfy Feng Si. He kept teasing, leaving Lu Jingshen feeling rather uncomfortable and struggling to conceal his arousal. Lu Jingshen’s voice carried a hint of coldness, “stop teasing me and fuck me already”
Feng Si leaned in and bit his earlobe, gently licking it, provoking more soft moans from the man he held in his arms. He reminded him, “I’ve already told you, I don’t respond to provocations like this.”
The palm of his hand, a bit rough, rubbed against Lu Jingshen’s crotch. Feng Si remained in control, skillfully igniting desire in him, thoroughly shattering Lu Jingshen’s composure until he could only surrender to him.
Only when Lu Jingshen couldn’t even pretend to resist did Feng Si finally show mercy and grant him satisfaction.
As desire flooded in, Lu Jingshen nearly collapsed.
He knew that Feng Si was doing it intentionally, trying to gain control over him, but he willingly fell into his trap.
The old sofa creaked and wobbled under their weight, and in Lu Jingshen’s fractured vision, he saw Feng Si’s eyes holding something deeper than mere desire—a madness concealed beneath his composed exterior.
Lu Jingshen’s heart clenched as he was locked into those eyes, his chest rising and falling. He couldn’t avoid it; he could only passively let Feng Si drag him into a free fall, descending together into an endless abyss.
At the peak of intensity, the phone rang, and Lu Jingshen opened his eyes in a daze, subconsciously struggling. Feng Si held him down with one hand, lifting his wriggling legs onto his shoulder and putting the call on speaker.
It was Feng Ting’s voice, asking Feng Si if her wallet was left in their car and requesting them to check if her things were still there.
“My identification cards are also in it. Brother, please help me check if they are inside. It’ll be unfortunate if it’s lost.”
Lu Jingshen tried to suppress his voice, biting his hand at the knuckles, his fingertips twitching as the leg on Feng Si’s shoulder trembled.
Feng Si’s fingers moved up, kneading Lu Jingshen’s calf, and although he was enduring it as well, his eyes held a playful smile as he relished Lu Jingshen’s current state of embarrassment.
Lu Jingshen glared fiercely at him, a blush spreading across his cheeks.
On the other end of the call, Feng Ting continued to grumble and complain, her voice becoming the only background noise in the silent atmosphere.
Feng Si’s hand moved from Lu Jingshen’s calf to the root of his thigh, using extremely provocative and lascivious movements. Lu Jingshen couldn’t make a sound, so he desperately bit his hand, completely on the verge of collapse.
Feng Si’s forehead also started to sweat, as the pressure was too intense and uncomfortable for him as well.
Without hearing Feng Si’s voice all this time, Feng Ting called out to him again, “Brother, are you even listening? Why are you not saying anything? What are you doing?”
“We have something to do; I’ll hang up now and talk tomorrow,” Feng Si said before decisively hanging up the phone.
He bent down and pulled Lu Jingshen’s hand, which was nearly bitten bloody, away from his mouth. Lu Jingshen felt like he had been saved from suffocation and gasped for breath, tears forming at the corners of his eyes. Feng Si kissed his lips.
It was their first kiss of the night, and though their desire hadn’t yet subsided, this kiss unexpectedly carried a hint of tenderness.
Their lips and tongues gently entwined, and Lu Jingshen’s teary eyelashes fluttered as he was gradually soothed, slowly relaxing.
Feng Si couldn’t bear to restrain himself any longer and indulged freely.
Afterward, Lu Jingshen was covered in sweat and felt somewhat exhausted. Feng Si picked him up and asked, “Do you want me to carry you to the shower?”
Lu Jingshen closed his eyes for a moment and forced himself to regain his strength. He slightly pushed Feng Si away and stood up silently, heading for the bathroom.
Feng Si followed him and held him back at the bathroom door, asking, “Are you angry?”
Lu Jingshen’s voice was hoarse as he said, “Are you mentally ill? Fucking me and broadcasting it to your sister?”
“Did she hear it?” Feng Si sneered, “And besides, you seemed to enjoy it.”
Lu Jingshen didn’t want to talk to him anymore and forcefully closed the bathroom door.
Despite the seemingly high-end appearance of the hotel, it was actually quite old, and even the bathroom door was broken. The lock couldn’t be fastened properly, so Feng Si easily pushed it open.
Lu Jingshen stood under the shower, facing away from Feng Si, and closed his eyes as he let the water run over him, paying no attention to him.
Feng Si approached and stepped into the shower, through the mist. Lu Jingshen lifted his head, his brows furrowed tightly.
Feng Si in front of him leaned against the wall behind him, locking eyes with him. “How much longer will you be angry?” Feng Si asked.
Lu Jingshen retorted, “Wasn’t that the question I asked you first?”
Earlier, on their way there in the car, he had asked Feng Si if he was angry. At that time, he wasn’t entirely sure about the word “friend” and the casual pen gift. But now, he was almost certain that Feng Si had decided to retaliate against him.
And he chose to do it in such a petty way, embarrassing him.
Feng Si reached out and touched the new mark he had just bitten on Lu Jingshen’s neck. “Then it’s my fault, I’m sorry ” he said, sounding as if it didn’t matter, leaving Lu Jingshen feeling helpless, as if he had punched cotton.
“Is it settled now?” Feng Si asked. “Is it really that embarrassing?”
Lu Jingshen turned his face away, and Feng Si’s restless hand began to wander on his chest. In the end, he gave up the argument.
In the bathroom, they had another round. Feng Si tore open the packaging of the second item, and his eyes stared unblinkingly at Lu Jingshen. Lu Jingshen’s legs went weak, and he couldn’t refuse, and couldn’t utter the word “no.”
After being pushed against the wall, he closed his eyes, clearing his mind of any thoughts, and once again chose to indulge.
At 9:30, Feng Si put on slippers, getting ready to go out and help Feng Ting find her wallet downstairs.
As he walked to the door, he turned back and pulled Lu Jingshen, who was planning to lie down and sleep, saying, “Come with me; we’ll go downstairs and be back soon.”
Before Lu Jingshen could frown, Feng Si helped him put on a jacket and said, “Let’s go, and while we’re down there, we’ll buy a few bottles of water from the convenience store, as there’s none in the room.”
Whether it was finding the wallet or buying water, Feng Si could easily do it alone. Lu Jingshen couldn’t figure out what Feng Si was up to or why he insisted on dragging him along.
Feng Si didn’t say much and forcefully pulled him along to go out.
In the elevator, Lu Jingshen couldn’t be bothered to think too much, and he closed his eyes wearily.
He used to suffer from insomnia, unable to sleep. But recently, he seemed to be heading towards sleep deprivation due to indulging too much with Feng Si.
Seeing his appearance, Feng Si smiled but was thinking about something else.
The reason he insisted on bringing Lu Jingshen along was that he suddenly thought of how Lu Jingshen disappeared back then.
7 years ago after their passionate night together, when he went out to buy something and returned, the person who should have been sleeping on the bed was nowhere to be found. All that was left was a simple farewell from the hotel staff, nothing more.
He thought it was just a joke Lu Jingshen played on him. He waited for him in the same place for a month, but eventually gave up, resigned to carrying a hopeless hope and searching for him all over the world.
He knew better than Lu Jingshen that the original meaning of “goodbye” was not to meet again, but to bid farewell forever.
When Lu Jingshen left back then, he had decided not to see him again.
Stepping out of the elevator, Feng Si hooked his arm around Lu Jingshen’s waist, his voice close to his ear as he reminded, “Are you planning to walk with your eyes closed?”
Lu Jingshen regained some consciousness and replied, “… I can walk by myself.”
Feng Si didn’t let go of his hand and led him towards their car.
This posture made Lu Jingshen slightly uncomfortable, and Feng Si reminded him again, “Watch your step, look at the road. If I let go, you might stumble.”
Lu Jingshen had no choice but to let him be.
As expected, Feng Ting’s wallet was found under the back seat. Feng Si picked it up and turned back to see Lu Jingshen still squinting, finding it somewhat amusing. He playfully tapped Lu Jingshen’s face with the wallet and asked, “Are you really that tired?”
Lu Jingshen subconsciously avoided it. Feng Si knew he had a germophobia and couldn’t stand touching something that wasn’t particularly clean and had picked up some dust. However, with a certain hidden intention, he felt an impulse to dirty him.
Next time, maybe he could try putting something on his face..
Thinking of this, Feng Si’s smile became even more pleasant.
Lu Jingshen was a bit puzzled, asking, “What are you smiling about?”
“Nothing,” Feng Si replied, holding his wrist. “Let’s go buy water and then go back to sleep.”