"Damn it! When did they put up a fence?" Li Hao muttered under his breath, standing outside Yu Han's apartment.
It was pitch black, the streetlights absent, leaving him in the shadowy alley behind the building.
"How am I supposed to climb over this now?" he wondered, scanning the wall for a good spot to scale up to the first floor.
His eyes landed on a drainpipe that snaked its way towards Yu Han's window. "This looks perfect."
He glanced around, making sure no one was watching.
Gripping the pipe tightly, he rested his leg on the shaft and began to pull himself up, moving like a cautious snake.
He carefully shifted his feet up the pipe, one after the other. In a few minutes, this "monkey" had reached the upper floor. He gently pushed the window open.
"How could he forget to lock it? What if someone just walked in?" Li Hao thought, imagining the chaos.
With a quiet thud, he landed inside the room and secured the window. He tiptoed towards Yu Han's bed. The darkness made it hard to see, but something felt off.
"What's that sound?" he thought, then heard his name, a soft moan.
He instinctively yanked the blanket away from Yu Han.
As Yu Han jolted, his… member… was exposed. Li Hao's vision cleared slightly in the dim light.
Yu Han suddenly came to his senses, his eyes wide as he saw Li Hao beside his bed.
"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!" he screamed.
Li Hao, startled, quickly clapped a hand over Yu Han's mouth.
"Shhhh.... do you want to wake up Yang Zi?"
Their eyes met. Time seemed to stop. Their breath uneven.
Finally, Li Hao broke the silence, a smirk on his handsome face.
"Miss me?"
Yu Han immediately shoved him away, embarrassment flooding him.
He quickly pulled his underwear up and burrowed under the blanket.
"Fuck, fuck, fuck… what do I do now? How… how is this possible? What the is he doing in my room? Please, please, let this be a dream. Wake up, Yu Han, it's a dream."
Li Hao climbed onto Yu Han's bed, pulling him into an embrace.
"If you missed me that much, you could have just called. I would have come sooner," he murmured.
"Ahhh, what should I do now? I'm so embarrassed, I can't even face him. This is worse than that time I peed in front of him," Yu Han cursed himself.
Li Hao gently removed the blanket from over Yu Han's mouth. Yu Han's face was slick with sweat.
Li Hao leaned in and sniffed his forehead. "I like your natural smell," he said, a playful glint in his eyes.
"What… what are you doing here? In my room? At this hour?" Yu Han finally managed to ask.
"Huh? Me? Didn't you just summon me?" Li Hao countered.
"That's not true!" Yu Han protested.
"Not true, huh?" Li Hao moved his hand under Yu Han's underwear, his fingers finding Yu Han's still-aroused cock, still glistening.
"Get lost from here!" Yu Han struggled to pull away from Li Hao's grasp.
"Still feeling it, huh? Need some help?" Li Hao whispered in Yu Han's ear, sending shivers down his spine.
"Get lost, or I'll shout!" Yu Han warned.
"I came here by facing such difficulty how am supposed to leave this early without getting my 'cookie'?"
Li Hao sealed his mouth again, his hand now covered in Yu Han's "love juice." The sticky moisture spread onto Yu Han's lips.
Yu Han shoved Li Hao away, trying to wipe his mouth. "What is wrong with you? You asshole!" he spat.
Li Hao raised an eyebrow, a mischievous idea forming.
He leaned closer, cupped Yu Han's chin, and began to lick the "come" from his lips.
Yu Han's body went rigid as Li Hao's tongue explored his mouth, then their lips locked in a deep kiss.
Yu Han struggled to break free, his hands hitting Li Hao's chest, but Li Hao caught them with one hand.
He then pushed himself on top of Yu Han, kissing him with growing passion. His tongue traced Yu Han's chin, then his sensitive earlobes, and down to his Adam's apple.
A soft moan escaped Yu Han's lips, a sound that seemed to fuel Li Hao. The "monstrous thing" between Li Hao's legs grew even more noticeable, a bulge felt keenly by Yu Han.
With a choked gasp that was more surprise than pleasure, he shoved Li Hao with all his might.
"What the hell do you think you are doing, huh?! Get away from me!" Yu Han yelled, pushing Li Hao away from his body, trying to put some much-needed space between them. He scrambled, trying to sit up, but Li Hao was too heavy.
But Li Hao was stubborn, a predator unwilling to release his prey. He simply tightened his grip, trapping Yu Han beneath him.
His hand moved to the back of Yu Han's head, holding him still, then he lowered his face, rubbing his nose slowly, intimately, against Yu Han's. Li Hao's warm, minty breath filled Yu Han's nostrils, sending a shiver down his spine despite his anger.
"Don't you miss me, some moments earlier?" Li Hao murmured, his voice a low rumble that vibrated through Yu Han's entire body.
"You were moaning my name, Yu Han. Don't lie." There was a knowing smirk on Li Hao's lips.
Yu Han felt his cheeks flush hot. "You heard it wrong! I wasn't moaning!" he defended, his voice thin, suddenly unsure.
Had he...? He wouldn't admit it, not for anything.
Li Hao chuckled, a deep, husky sound that was incredibly sexy. He shifted slightly, pressing his hips down just a little harder, reminding Yu Han of the hard proof of his desire.
"Yu Han," he whispered, his voice laced with a raw plea that Yu Han had never heard from the always-powerful Li Hao. "You're making this so difficult for me... Let me have you, please!"
Their noses were still rubbing together, an electric current passing between them. Their breaths mingled, untangled, a shared rhythm in the tense silence. Yu Han's heart hammered against his ribs.
Please? The almighty Li Hao, the man who commanded respect and fear, was requesting something from him. It shook Yu Han to his core.
He felt a confusing swirl of emotions. He had feelings for Li Hao, that much was true, a strange, undeniable pull that had grown over weeks, months.
But sex? With another man? As a fully straight man, it felt out of the question, a betrayal of everything he thought he knew about himself.
His body was betraying him, though, aching for the touch he was so vehemently denying.
Then, something sparked in his mind, a sudden, wild thought that surprised even himself. Li Hao wanted to dominate, wanted to possess.
"What if I flipped it?"
He asked, his voice unexpectedly steady, "You wanted to have me?"
Li Hao didn't answer with words at first. He just tilted his head, giving Yu Han full access to the curve of his neck. He kissed the sensitive skin there, hot, wet, and lingering.
"Yes," he rasped, the single word delivered in the most sensual, hungry voice Yu Han had ever heard. It sent another jolt through him, a jolt that felt disturbingly good.
"Then let me fuck you!" Yu Han announced, the words bursting out of him, a challenge, a desperate attempt to regain control, to define the terms.
The effect was immediate. Li Hao froze, then pushed himself up abruptly, supporting himself on his hands over Yu Han's chest.
He looked down, his dark eyes like obsidian, still shining with fierce light in the darkness. The intensity of his gaze was breathtaking, unreadable.
"You want to fuck me, huh?" Li Hao asked, his voice low again, but this time with an edge that Yu Han couldn't quite decipher. Was it amusement? Challenge?
"How will you fuck me?"
A surge of defiant confidence, fueled by a mixture of adrenaline and desperation, coursed through Yu Han.
He reached down, his hands finding purchase on Li Hao's firm, muscular butt, and he kneaded them, hard.
It was a bold, almost reckless move. Any other man, touching Li Hao like that, would likely be dead by now.
But Yu Han was an exception. He had always been an exception to Li Hao's rules.
Li Hao's eyes widened for a split second, a flicker of surprise, then a slow, dangerous smile spread across his lips, pulling at the corners of his mouth.
He leaned back slightly, holding Yu Han's gaze, then lowered his head back towards Yu Han's, his breath hot against his ear.
"Oh, you want to play tough, do you?"
Before Yu Han could respond, Li Hao moved with terrifying speed and force. He shoved the blanket down and away, then twisted Yu Han's body with a sudden, powerful motion, flipping him over onto his stomach.
Yu Han whimpered, a sound of shock and pain as he was roughly manhandled.
"What the fuck are you doing, asshole?!" Yu Han shouted, struggling against the sudden, overwhelming weight pressing him down, his face pushed into the pillow.
Li Hao wasted no time. He grabbed Yu Han's wrists, pulling them back roughly and pinning them together behind his back with one powerful hand.
Yu Han fought, twisting and bucking, but Li Hao was simply too strong, too determined.
With his other hand, Li Hao reached down, gripping the hem of Yu Han's soft cotton t-shirt and ripped it upwards. The sound of tearing fabric was loud in the quiet room. He tossed the ruined shirt aside, then moved lower, tearing through Yu Han's pants with the same savage efficiency.
"Don't you dare touch me... I'll kill you, bastard!" Yu Han screamed, his voice raw with fear and fury.
His threats, however, were of no use. If anything, they only seemed to inflame the monster inside Li Hao, waking it fully.
Li Hao leaned back slightly, his hand connecting with a loud smack against Yu Han's fleshy, firm butt.
The sting made Yu Han gasp, his struggles momentarily faltering. Li Hao didn't say anything. Instead, he simply leaned over Yu Han's back, pressing his body flush against him. He ripped off his own t-shirt, the fabric joining Yu Han's on the floor. His bare chest, warm and solid, stuck against Yu Han's bare back, the heat of their skin mingling, igniting a different kind of fire.
"You said you'd fuck me," Li Hao breathed into Yu Han's ear, his voice a low, dangerous growl that sent shivers of both dread and a strange, unwelcome thrill down Yu Han's spine.
"But I think I'll be fucking you instead."