The Assassin's Enemy Lover

With his palms pressed on the shower wall, Yi Chen thrust into that sweet place slowly making his lover shudder with both pleasure and pain.

Zi Han bit Yi Chen’s shoulder and the thrusts deepened and sped up. “Mm... ngh fuck,” cried out Zi Han as that thick hard object penetrated him and glide past a certain special place.

“Fuck... ah don’t stop. Just like that mm,” he cried out in between gasps the pain long gone and the pleasure sweeping through his body from the top of his head to his tippy toes.

The two figures entwined with each other on the shower wall indulging in the fruits of lust. The bathroom was soon filled with mist from the water fogging up the shower walls.

Yi Chen put Zi Han down and with a tacit understanding, Zi Han turned his body around and pressed his chest on the shower wall. Yi Chen kissed the back of his neck while caressing his skin. The touch of his skin with the water gliding on his body was so sensational that he couldn’t help but rub him a few more times.

His hand smacked Zi Han’s ass and his lover moaned in pleasure. His hand resting on Zi Han’s neck he began to thrust hard producing a flesh slapping against flesh sound. The passion in the room was so intense that it could make one excited at a glance.

For others such a passionate night was a foreign concept. For instance, Zi Xingxi was glaring at her husband who was crying while watching the birth video.

.....

She had wanted to give him a taste of his own medicine by taking that love drug and tormenting him all night until he passed out but when she came out of the bathroom dressed in a red lace night dress, Yeoh Jun was weeping while watching Zi Han’s birth video.

“Wuwuwu that brat better respect you and treat you like a queen. That looks so painful,” he said as he watched his wife almost screaming at the top of her lungs as she pushed.

“Oh god... why did you decide now to watch this?” she asked as she sat on the bed her legs spread wide for him to see.

“Not now honey,” he said while moving her leg to close the crevice inviting him in.

Zi Xingxi, “...”

“Well, you feel bad because you weren’t there so how about you compensate me,” she said spreading her legs again and this time she put her leg over his.

Yeoh Jun took a tissue from the pedestal and wiped away his tears while saying, “How can I compensate you?”

Zi Xingxi smiled happily having caught his prey and said, “You can pay tribute to my coochie by licking it.”

“Ah, baby be serious. I am still watching this and I am not in the mood right now. Let me finish this first,” he answered and Zi Xingxi was so annoyed that she rolled over and lay down.

Ten minutes later she got up her steps harsh like she was angry. Why was she mad? It was because she never rejected him but he would reject her sometimes which was an uncomfortable feeling.

“Wait where are you going?” asked Yeoh Jun after seeing her leave but she didn’t reply.

The bathroom door shut and this dad who had missed his son’s birth continued to watch his expression sullen. He wanted to talk to her about it and ask her questions but twenty minutes in and his wife hadn’t come back.

He was starting to think she had a tummy ache or something thus he paused the video and got up.

He knocked on the door softly and asked, “Xixi are you unwell?... Do you want me to get medicine or something?”

Zi Xingxi’s voice sounded a little hoarse as she said, “I am fine. Just leave me alone for a while.”

Here is the thing. Yeoh Jun wasn’t the type to let things lie. That’s because he knew his wife was the type who would endure everything by herself and if no one reaches out to her she might not reach out to anyone.

She dislocated her shoulders once in the academy and he found her trying to fix it herself. They weren’t together yet so she was very rude to him and kicked him out. If it weren’t that she was hurt he might have gotten his ass

kicked.

It was then he realised he had to be stubborn when dealing with her otherwise she would endure everything by herself. So when she said he should leave, he pushed the door open instead and the scene he was expecting, of her throwing up on the floor, didn’t happen.

Zi Xingxi was holding a massage stick taking care of business by herself. Yeoh Jun’s eyes brightened as he rushed over to join the party but she pushed him away.

“Uh-uh, this is not an invitation. You can leave,” she said her tone stern yet salacious at the same time.

“Why? Xixi, I can hold it for you. I can be very useful,” he said and Zi Xingxi almost laughed out loud.

“Don’t you have other things to do? Weren’t you watching something? Go... go watch. I am fine here,” she said not at all giving her husband any face.

Which husband would be so noble as to walk away after seeing his wife using a vibrator with a lustful and irresistible look on her face?

Maybe others could but he couldn’t. He picked her up and carried her to the bed. She protested but it was pointless. Yeoh Jun was determined to join this solo party and make her feel so good that she won’t hold it against him.

“You... Yeoh Ju-,” she cried out only for her voice to come to an abrupt silence when that vibrator was lightly placed on her sacred place. She was done for.