The Return of the God Level Assassin Chapter 1364: OPENING THE GIFT (I) [R18]

SHEN JI YUN swallowed, his mouth suddenly dry.

His eyes kept drifting back to Luo Yan, unable to settle anywhere else. They moved from the curve of his shoulder to the dip of his waist, then back again. The dim light made his skin look even paler against the deep red ribbon that wrapped around his body in neat, deliberate loops. The ribbon crossed his chest, wound around his waist, and ended in a tidy bow at the side of his neck. The loose ends draped over his thighs, swaying slightly whenever he shifted.

Shen Ji Yun felt his heart hammer against his ribs. His mind went blank, replaced by the single urge to step closer and find out what Luo Yan would look like once that bow came undone. The image alone made his skin feel hot. His body was already reacting, a familiar tightness pressing against his trousers, and he had to take a slow breath just to steady himself.

"Yan Yan," he said, his voice coming out rough and low. "What... what is this?"

Luo Yan tilted his head, a slow smile spreading across his lips. "Isn’t it obvious? I’m your gift." He parted his legs slowly, deliberately, letting the ribbon fall open just enough to reveal everything beneath. "Aren’t you going to open me?"

Shen Ji Yun’s eyes locked on the sight between Luo Yan’s legs. There was only sparse hair, a light dusting that left most of the skin exposed. His cock was slim, the tip a soft shade of pink. And below it, his hole was the same color, pink and bare. Shen Ji Yun swallowed hard. He wasn’t sure if he was drooling, but he had to close his mouth just to make sure.

"Come on, Ji Yun," Luo Yan called out, a pout on his lips. "I’m starting to think you don’t want this gift. Should I just get dressed again?"

Even though Luo Yan tried to sound confident and playful, he was actually nervous. As evidence, his heart was pounding so hard he could feel it in his throat. When he first decided to do this, to give himself to Shen Ji Yun on his birthday, it had felt like a good idea. But while he was alone in the room, wrapping this stupid ribbon around himself, he started to wonder if it really was such a good idea. What if Shen Ji Yun found it embarrassing? Even though he knew that was unlikely, the longer Shen Ji Yun stood there without moving, the more he started to worry that he had made a mistake.

Before his confidence could completely fade, Shen Ji Yun finally moved. He walked, no, he stalked toward the bed, his blue eyes fixed on Luo Yan like a predator locking onto prey. Luo Yan swallowed hard. A shiver ran down his spine. Then Shen Ji Yun was right in front of him.

He reached for the ribbon at the side of Luo Yan’s neck, his gaze holding Luo Yan’s eyes. "Is this really okay?"

In answer, Luo Yan rose to his knees, bringing himself nearly eye to eye with Shen Ji Yun. "Yes."

They stared at each other for a breath, and then their lips crashed together. The kiss was immediate, devouring, all fire and urgency. Shen Ji Yun’s lips moved against Luo Yan’s as if he’d been waiting for this all day, and without hesitation, his tongue slipped past Luo Yan’s lips. A low sound escaped Luo Yan’s throat, part gasp, part moan, as Shen Ji Yun cupped his jaw, tilting his head for a deeper angle. His other hand found Luo Yan’s waist and pulled him forward, closing the space between them until there was none left.

Luo Yan’s arms slid up and locked around Shen Ji Yun’s neck, holding on like he might fall if he let go. Shen Ji Yun’s fingers found the end of the ribbon at Luo Yan’s neck and tugged. The bow gave way easily, the red silk sliding loose and falling in slow coils down Luo Yan’s chest and over his thighs before pooling on the bed around him. Luo Yan shivered as the ribbon slipped away, leaving him completely bare against Shen Ji Yun’s clothed body. The contrast sent a thrill through him. He pressed closer, deepening the kiss, tasting the heat on Shen Ji Yun’s tongue and wanting more.

He started working on the buttons of Shen Ji Yun’s shirt, his fingers fumbling slightly in his eagerness. "Off," he breathed against Shen Ji Yun’s lips. "I need this off."

Shen Ji Yun yanked his own shirt open, the buttons scattering across the floor. Neither of them cared. Their mouths stayed locked as he pulled the shirt off and let it fall. He worked open his jeans next, pushing them down and stepping out of them in one quick motion until only his black boxers remained. Then he pulled Luo Yan close again, their bare skin finally pressing together. The warmth of it made Luo Yan’s breath catch. Shen Ji Yun placed his hands on his waist and pulled him flush against him.

His lips left Luo Yan’s mouth and traveled down to his jaw, then lower to his neck. He felt Luo Yan’s hands slide into his hair, then down to his shoulders. A gentle push pressed against them, and for a moment, Shen Ji Yun ignored it, not wanting to stop. But the push came again, firmer this time. He finally pulled back, his breathing uneven, and looked at Luo Yan with dark, questioning eyes.

Luo Yan let out a breathless chuckle as he tried to steady his breathing. He took the moment to let his gaze travel over Shen Ji Yun’s body. Broad shoulders. A solid chest. A set of defined abs that narrowed into a v-shape before disappearing beneath the waistband of his boxers. His eyes lingered there for a second longer, where the fabric was clearly straining against a prominent erection, before he looked back up.

"I want to do something," Luo Yan said.

Then he reached for the waistband of Shen Ji Yun’s boxers and pulled them down.