A Kiss in the Changing Room

Jian Ye’s startled cry caught in his throat, stifled by a desperate effort to hold it back. His heart still pounded erratically. “Why did you follow me?”

The man remained silent, his breathing still a little heavy. From the sound, it seemed he had run all the way here. Was something so urgent? Or did he have something critical he needed to say right now, face-to-face?

Suddenly, the man’s right hand shot out, brushing past Jian Ye’s ear before slamming against the wooden partition behind him.

Jian Ye found himself innocently trapped between the wall and the man, utterly frozen.

‘What kind of domineering CEO wall-slam is this? Such a scene should only appear in an idol drama, right?’

Yi Siyu today instilled a slight fear in Jian Ye, who dared not meet his gaze. The man towered over him by a full head. Due to the height difference, Jian Ye could only look up.

Yi Siyu’s condescending posture only intensified the oppressive feeling. With difficulty, Jian Ye squeezed out a whisper. “Siyu-ge, what do you… want to do?”

“If there’s anything, let’s talk outside. I need to change now. Could you please wait for me outside?”

The man didn’t move.

“Like this… I can’t change.”

Still, the man stared at him, unblinking. “You… you’re too close. It’s… it’s a little hot.”

Jian Ye didn’t know why his words stumbled into a stutter. The atmosphere was growing increasingly ambiguous, and his mind buzzed.

From Yi Siyu’s perspective, however, the scene unfolded quite differently. He wasn’t listening to Jian Ye at all; his chest had been burning since he ran over. His eyes were fixed on the boy’s chattering mouth, red lips parting and closing, releasing a fragrant scent with every word.

He couldn’t place the origin of the scent. The shower gel, shampoo, and even laundry detergent in his home were all chosen by him. He was certain this was not the aroma of any chemical product. It could only be the boy’s natural body fragrance.

At this realization, Yi Siyu’s throat grew dry and rough, and his breathing deepened slightly.

The exotic red gauze costume Jian Ye wore today was already incredibly alluring. Paired with his fresh scent, the boy was like a tempting red pomegranate, making one eager to peel away its skin and devour the fruit within.

Jian Ye, assuming Yi Siyu was still upset about the people who had approached him earlier, proactively tried to appease him.

“Those people just now… I don’t really know them. They just… liked my performance, that’s all. It was just a fan interaction, at most asking for an autograph. Siyu-ge, please don’t misunderstand.”

To Jian Ye’s surprise, it was better not to mention it. The moment he brought it up, Yi Siyu’s temper flared again.

“You even signed autographs for them?” The man’s voice was tinged with coldness.

Jian Ye hastily explained, “I only signed for one person, not everyone. He said he was getting it for his friend. In that situation, I really couldn’t refu— mmph!”

A shadow fell, and Jian Ye felt his lips forcefully bitten in an instant. The other party ground roughly against that soft flesh, and soon his lips began to tingle and ache slightly.

“Close your eyes.” The man released him for a split second, uttered the command, and immediately covered his lips again.

Jian Ye didn’t know why he was so obedient, almost instinctively. His eyelashes trembled on his eyelids after his eyes snapped shut. With his eyes closed, his senses heightened. The man’s cool scent mingled with his own body fragrance. Jian Ye inexplicably felt incredibly comfortable, so much so that his pores seemed to open. His entire body felt hot and stimulated.

This was his first kiss across two worlds. If not for this kiss, he wouldn’t have known his body was so sensitive. Recalling System 748’s previous sinister smile, Jian Ye had an epiphany.

‘This must be related to the reward, a modification to his body!’

Sensing the boy’s distraction, the man bit his lower lip again. Jian Ye cried out in pain, his mouth involuntarily opening. Immediately, his tongue was hooked by a powerful force that stormed in, conquering all resistance. He quickly surrendered, swept along by the other’s rhythm.

In the past, Jian Ye never understood why couples were so intensely passionate when kissing. Wasn’t it just lips rubbing against lips?

Now he realized it was nothing like his naive, elementary school kid’s understanding!

Jian Ye was kissed until his breath hitched and his head spun. He had never experienced such a suffocating yet exhilarating sensation.

‘Perhaps I’m a little sick too. Otherwise, why would my body send out signals of pleasure?’

He could even smell the more intense fragrance emanating from his own body.

‘If I ran into a flower patch, would butterflies come chasing after me, circling around?’
‘Damn you, System! I don’t want this Fragrant Concubine buff!’

Jian Ye reasonably suspected it contained some kind of aphrodisiac. Kissing was one thing, but… Jian Ye tried to push the man’s chest, but it was as firm as a mountain, unyielding. Yi Siyu, on the contrary, seemed to gain strength from the resistance.

Jian Ye whimpered softly, tears welling in his eyes, his eye corners red, and a flush spreading across his cheeks.

‘How could this man be so skilled? He must have practiced extensively with his White Moonlight!’
‘That’s right, you already have a White Moonlight, so why are you doing this to me? Is this something a pure Protagonist Gong should do?’

These thoughts flashed through his mind for only a moment, quickly swept away by the physical stimulation. Jian Ye once again fell into the sticky, humid embrace, unable to spare a thought for anything else. Humans truly are slaves to desire.

Just being pressed against the wall and kissed like this, Jian Ye’s mind was completely lost. White Moonlight, original plot – everything faded into oblivion. The person truly experiencing the full-body, electrifying tsunami was him, Jian Ye. Whether it was the butterfly effect or not, he had already received someone’s “baptism.”

Seeing that the boy in his arms no longer resisted, Yi Siyu slowly softened his movements, gently nuzzling the tear-streaked corners of his eyes, tracing from his eyes down to his delicate nose bridge. Finally, he buried his head in that beautiful hollow of his neck, taking a deep breath.

‘How could a little puppy smell so good? Even his sweat was fragrant.’ Yi Siyu didn’t find it dirty at all. He even extended a tiny bit of his tongue and licked it. Indeed, it was sweet.

This scent, a mix of spring flowers and fruit, made every cell in his body leap with excitement. Before he completely lost control, Yi Siyu finally released Jian Ye. Both of their breaths were ragged. Jian Ye’s legs felt weak; he could barely stand, sliding down the partition wall until a pair of large hands caught him.

Yi Siyu saw the boy’s dazed, unfocused eyes and swollen red lips, a slight pang of guilt stirring within him. Yet, he didn’t regret his actions.

If the boy hadn’t provoked him to break his restraint this time, he wouldn’t have known how sweet and delicious his own wife was.

The man savored the taste he had just sampled, a faint smile curving his lips. “Yeye, can you still move? Do you want me to help you change?”

Jian Ye snapped back to his senses, shaking his head like a rattle-drum. “N-no need!”

As the words left his mouth, Jian Ye realized his voice was hoarse and tearful.

‘How did I end up like this?’

He didn’t need to think much to know how disheveled he looked. His dance costume was crumpled, a section pushed up, revealing his slender waist. Jian Ye glanced down at a certain domineering CEO’s lower half, and a gulp of saliva caught in his throat. ‘Is this massive bulge a standard feature for novel Protagonist Gongs?’

It wasn’t as intuitive when reading novels, but seeing it in reality was another matter entirely. No wonder the Protagonist Shou would love him to death later. What kind of ‘little bottom’ could give up such a magnificent sight?

Jian Ye was relieved that the man had restrained himself and hadn’t gone wild in the changing room. His mind was a mess, still reeling from Yi Siyu’s forceful kiss. The information overload was immense; he needed time to process it.

Just then, footsteps sounded outside. It seemed someone had returned.

Jian Ye instinctively jumped onto the man, covering his mouth with his hand. “Shh…”

After a moment of stunned silence, Yi Siyu’s eyes curved into a smile. He moved his thin lips, kissing Jian Ye’s fragrant palm again.

Jian Ye’s grape-like eyes widened, glaring at the other man in silent accusation: ‘Don’t you dare!’

‘This is like the scene of a flirtation caught in the act!’

Jian Ye certainly didn’t want anyone to discover he was hiding a man in the changing room. Even though this man was his legally wedded husband, if it were truly known, it would be utterly mortifying. He was sure that by the end of the day, the school forum would be plastered with gossip about him, and the kind of ambiguous, suggestive scandal at that.

Therefore, he absolutely, unequivocally had to keep the man’s mouth covered! He couldn’t let him make a sound!

The people outside seemed to have returned to fetch something. They didn’t bother checking if anyone was in the changing room and left after grabbing what they needed.

This made Jian Ye sigh in relief. ‘Comrades who don’t gossip are good comrades.’

Taking advantage of the momentary absence outside, Jian Ye swiftly opened the door, pushed the man out with lightning speed, and slammed the door shut with a snap.

Yi Siyu, who had stumbled, wasn’t annoyed in the slightest. Instead, he chuckled, his mood excellent.

‘His little puppy is so cute. If it weren’t for the wrong occasion, he’d really want to pin him down and kiss him senseless.’

In truth, such thoughts about Jian Ye weren’t new; they had been brewing for some time. Initially, because the boy had experienced something unpleasant on their wedding day, he didn’t want to scare him, so he never revealed his desires.

Not revealing them didn’t mean he didn’t have them.

He was a normal man, especially whenever the boy was restless in his sleep but still obediently snuggled into his embrace. Those times were incredibly difficult to endure. He had planned to wait for a suitable opportunity, slowly letting things progress naturally into intimate acts.

But today’s “heavyweight” event completely shattered his resolve. It seemed his self-control wasn’t as strong as he thought. A hero, after all, finds it hard to resist a beauty.

His wife was too beautiful, attracting too much attention. Even though he knew Jian Ye had no interest in others, he still felt jealous.

This was an entirely new experience for him. Before, others always wanted to cling to him. Now, he couldn’t stand anyone trying to cling to Jian Ye.

He wished he could stick a name tag on the boy that read, “Yi Siyu’s Exclusive Puppy.” They were legally bound, after all.

Yi Siyu mused that his impulsive actions today might have angered the other party, so he was already contemplating how to appease him later. He sent a message to Xie Fei.

[Yu]: – How did you used to appease your girlfriends?

[Yunjing’s Second Most Handsome]: – What do you mean ‘those’? I only date one at a time. That statement of yours is very ambiguous!

[Yu]: – Answer.

[Yunjing’s Second Most Handsome]: – I’d buy them bags, clothes, or take them out for a five-star meal, something like that. What’s up? Did you piss off your significant other? Yi Siyu, you finally got your comeuppance, hahahaha!

[Yu]: – Oh.

[Yunjing’s Second Most Handsome]: – Tell me, how exactly did you make them angry? I’ll help you analyze it.

Xie Fei stared gossiping at his phone, waiting to mock the other party. However, the reply contained only a few words.

[Yu]: – Made them cry from kissing.
‘Damn it!’
‘The clown was him all along!’