Comrade: Almost a Cat-astrophic Love Story

Fu Sichen’s face was black as a pot, and he destroyed the feeble paper cup. The remaining water at the bottom of the cup rained pathetically onto the bed.

Pei Zhen couldn’t understand why Fu Sichen was so angry. It wasn’t as though he didn’t want to take responsibility.

“Your Daddy Pei is a responsible person.” Pei Zhen declared with much boldness. “I won’t just abandon you after sleeping with you… that’s right!”

Before he could finish what he was saying, he was suddenly picked up by a great force. The room spun, and he found himself pinned to the bed.

“You!” Pei Zhen exclaimed.

He looked at the man who was now on top of him and had no idea what happened. How on earth did they, in the blink of an eye, exchange position?

“First time?” There was something dangerous in Fu Sichen’s gaze. He held Pei Zhen’s stunning face in his hands, and the act was extremely suggestive. “And you desire a second time?”

Their faces were barely an inch apart, their hot breaths mingled, and their postures were stiff with tension. “I-I said I’d be careful…”

“Is that so?” The good-looking man squinted, as if deep in thought. Then holding Pei Zhen, he flipped the both of them over. “Well then, you do it. Be gentle.”

“What?” Pei Zhen was stunned.

The man beneath him smiled and couldn’t help teasing, saying, “Execute your second time.”

Pei Zhen paused.

What the—! He wants to do it in the day!

Under such a circumstance, no real man would ever say that he couldn’t do it. Although Pei Zhen had doubts and reservations, he was still smug that he was in the leading position. He lifted Fu Sichen’s chin with one hand, leaned over, and kissed Fu Sichen on the lips.

“Sweetheart, does your lower back hurt? And does that spot hurt?”

With great effort, Fu Sichen resisted the urge to laugh. His hand already encircled Pei Zhen’s waist. “No…, it doesn’t hurt.” Just you wait, I’ll show you what being alpha is about!

“Great.” The kisses gradually made their way downwards. Pei Zhen followed the steps given in the research materials that he had gathered. He planted kisses from the corner of Fu Sichen’s lips to his Adam’s apple, then enclosed it with his mouth.

As expected, the man beneath him moaned softly.

Fu Sichen’s hoarseness, restraint, and sensuality aroused Pei Zhen and gave him courage. With great satisfaction he continued his way downwards, even squeezing Fu Sichen’s waist here and there, like a veteran.

Oh, that damning clean and pure look!

Fu Sichen’s body was hot from the teasing, and his breath was quick and shallow. Unable to hold off much longer, he grabbed Pei Zhen’s hand. “Hurry.”

Alas, Little Brat Pei was but a paper general. “D-do what?”

“Haven’t you done it once?” Fu Sichen looked at him with eyes that were deep like the ocean. “You can do whatever you wish with my big jewels.”

Despite his prim-and-proper looks, Fu Sichen was an aggressive driver in bed! Having been spoken to in such explicit terms, Pei Zhen immediately turned beet red. “Y-you… I… I…”

“Have you forgotten how?” Fu Sichen laughed lightly and decided that he wasn’t going to tolerate it any further. With a twist of his body, he flipped over, and once again was on top of Pei Zhen. “Darling, allow me to demonstrate.”

Before Pei Zhen could recover from his surprise, an aggressive kiss that pried open his mouth attacked his lips. It soon became a passionate battleground for unleashed desires.

Pei Zhen felt as though an electric current was ripping through his body, and he could no longer think. “You…”

“Relax. Don’t be nervous.” Fu Sichen’s eyes were as deep and vast as the universe, inviting a never-ending free-fall into a bottomless pit. His hand wandered downwards. “Darling, I will be gentle.”

Pei Zhen felt a tightness in his throat. “You… weren’t you going to demonstrate?”

“Yes, a gentle demonstration.”

His deep voice was sensuous, loaded with a magnetism that worked like a spell on unaware prey. In the heat of passion, Pei Zhen had no recollection of how he had been stripped.