The Assassin's Enemy Lover

With the night sky bursting with colours and sparkles Yi Chen whispered a question in Zi Han’s ear.

“Do you know why your grandfather insisted on fireworks?” he asked and Zi Han turned his head slightly with his cheek brushing against Yi Chen’s before replying,

“No. I would assume because they are beautiful, exciting and romantic.”

Yi Chen chuckled softly with the vibration from his chest reverberating in Zi Han’s back sending a pleasant sensation all over his body.

“No. He said the noise will drive away evil spirits,” said Yi Chen and Zi Han couldn’t help but chuckle softly.

“I am pretty sure if they are any they have been terrified out of the entire universe,” said Zi Han.

He was right. With so many fireworks visible in space and the Han and Cetus warships getting in on it, which evil spirit would still hang around?

Yi Chen lightly rubbed his nose on the side of Zi Han’s face as he whispered, “Then how about we take advantage of this opportunity while the evil spirits are gone and consummate our marriage.”

.....

Zi Han’s closed his eyes lightly while whispering back, “Hmm... I love that idea.”

After saying that the privacy mode activated and the ceiling to floor windows darkened so much so that the people on the outside couldn’t see what was happening on the inside.

With the arm around his waist loosened Zi Han turned to walk towards the table only for his arm to get pulled back causing him to slam directly into Yi Chen’s chest.

Before he knew it he was spun around and his back slammed onto the wall. Yi Chen’s thumb rested underneath his chin forcing him to raise his head.

His heart pounding hard against his chest he grasped Yi Chen’s waist pulling him closer. Their warm breath entwined in a sensual dance as their lips pressed together in a heated kiss.

Zi Han’s fingers dug into the fabric pulling him closer with slight urgency like he couldn’t contain himself. It was as though Yi Chen had an aphrodisiac effect on him.

Panting heavily he turned Yi Chen around pressing him against the wall his hands trying to slip underneath the fabric of his wedding clothes but it was incredibly difficult and frustrating.

Zi Han reluctantly parted their lips as he tugged on Yi Chen’s belt. Sensing Zi Han’s frustration, Yi Chen placed his hands on the side of Zi Han’s cheeks while caressing his soft skin with his thumbs.

His gaze transfixed on Zi Han’s face he whispered, “Let’s drink the wedding wine first and then...” with a deep hoarse voice like his throat was parched.

Zi Han was gazing at Yi Chen lovingly while lightly biting his lower lip. He was expecting Yi Chen to finish his sentence but Yi Chen kept staring at him with a gaze that sent shivers all over Zi Han’s body and warmed up things down below. He had the hots for his husband and he couldn’t wait to eat him.

“And then what?” asked Zi Han before jumping on him with his legs wrapping around Yi Chen’s waist and hips and his arms wrapped around his lover’s neck.

Yi Chen didn’t seem to think he was heavy. Being that he was a full grown man Yi Chen should have felt something but he looked like he was carrying a feather. He even went as far as groping that ass enthusiastically.

Zi Han squirmed as he reprimanded his husband for touching him in that area but the smile on his face said everything. “That is my property. You can’t just touch my butt,” he said while Yi Chen placed him on the table with a slight quirk at the corner of his lips like he was up to no good.

“Here,” he said handing him the goblet with the sweet liquid swirling inside. Zi Han raised his head to look at him with an enchanting smile on his face. He accepted the goblet and just like before they crossed their arms together. This time there wasn’t a problem.

With their gazes fixed together, they drank from the goblets tied together with a red string never to be separated again with the heavens being their witness. “Now will be together forever,” said Yi Chen with a beaming smile like he had won the Nobel peace prize.

Zi Han bit his lower lip his eyes reflecting the flickering candlelight. “Forever... even in our next lives,” he said and Yi Chen couldn’t agree more. Even as a ghost, he would follow him to the ends of the world.

After saying that Zi Ham picked up the scissors and said, “Now let’s cut your hair.”

Yi Chen, “...”

He rubbed the side of Zi Han’s waist while saying, “Well, can’t you say it without looking so psychotic? You only need a wisp of hair but the way you are looking at me is as if you are going to butcher my hair.”

Zi Han chuckles softly while saying, “It runs in the family. I will give you a nice haircut. Don’t you trust me?”

Yi Chen stared at him intently for a while trying to pick the right answer. If he says no, Zi Han might not like it. Thinking it was just hair and it will grow back he lowered his head and said,

“Here, then go ahead. I trust you with my life, what more my hair.”

Zi Han, ‘Fuck!’

How can a man have such a sweet mouth? With the tip of his tongue pressing on his cheek he pressed the back of Yi Chen’s neck with his palm forcing him to lean down further.

“Where should I cut? Here?... Or maybe here?” said Zi Han while moving the scissors around on top of Yi Chen’s hair. Like an obedient husband, he let his lover do whatever he wanted.

Zi Han couldn’t help but laugh seeing this. He ended up turning Yi Chen’s face and cutting the hair at the back. But that also meant he had set himself up.

Yi Chen took advantage of the situation and buried his face in Zi Han’s chest. Like a sniffing dog, he began to dig into the fabric trying to get inside.

Zi Han, “...”

“You do realise that I am holding a sharp object, right?” said Zi Han and Yi Chen replied back saying,

“You can always heal me.”

Zi Han, “WTF!”