"You have one new email."

Lan Wangji was in the middle of working when he heard the notification on his laptop.

He glanced at the monitor and smirked when he saw that he got a reply from the hot chef slash sex tips writer, and he quickly opened the email to read what kind of advice that he would suggest.

He took an extra time to read the sweet words that the man had sent him, and he couldn't help but smile.

Friends, huh?

He chuckled as he leaned back his body onto his specially made chair that would help his back with long term sitting position.

He was never friends with anyone except his cousins.

He had his family, business partners, lovers, fuck toys, his employees, but he never had any friends since he knew since young that the people around him had their own agendas. And mostly, it involved money or power or status.

He had learned from a young age to separate between his private life and business, and etcetera. But no place for friends.

And yet, here he was, being asked to be friends with the one man he coveted, and his friends.

Well, the first friend was already his employee, and he was… not a friend, as a matter of fact. More like an acquaintance.

The other one, he was prickly as a cactus and although it amused him–and he appreciated his honesty as a matter of fact, it's refreshing seeing someone who didn't sugar coat his words–he didn't think that they would be the best of friends.

Now, since his question had been answered, he just had to rethink how far he was willing to go to get that beautiful man's heart.

Wei Wuxian was replying to one of the questions that involved hardcore sex toys' use, three and more people, and bodily fluid that caused his ears to burn red and his heart rate to escalate from the imagination alone, when someone whispered near his ear.

"Hmm, this is very interesting."

Wei Wuxian jumped out of his chair and almost headbutted Lan Wangji–who was the one behind him.

"Oh Jesus! Lan Zhan! Why are you sneaking out on me like that?" He almost had a stroke from the surprise–and from how good the man smelled. God, he was so pathetic.

"I've been knocking and trying to get your attention for at least fifteen minutes, but seeing as you have a… very interesting e-mail, I get it." Lan Wangji smirked. "That one was… very challenging, to say the least."

Wei Wuxian blushed from the remark, and he quickly shut down the laptop.

"Well, I kept it for the last because I need to do some… research, regarding those… stuff." He then cleared his throat and smiled at Lan Wangji–who couldn't help but smile back. "I guess it's lunch time already, Boss?"

"Yes, and I want to make sure that you have settled down comfortably." Lan Wangji put his hand behind Wei Wuxian's chair–essentially trapped him between his own body and the chair.

Wei Wuxian gulped from the closeness and the sudden attack on his senses. He could feel the heat radiating from the man in front of him, and it caused him to have… thoughts. Impure thoughts. Unholy thoughts.

He gulped once again and nodded.

"I am comfortable right now, I mean… yes, I settled down nicely, thanks to you…" He nervously swallowed his saliva. His boss was being nice and all and he… practically drooled all over him.

Unacceptable.

He never drooled over anyone, not over the young starlet with skimpy dress who went to his bar like, three times a week, and each time her cleavage were shown more daringly. Not over the young and talented stand-up comedian who went there almost daily just for his specially made dirty martini, and a not-so-subtle hint that he would like to get down and dirty with him.

Yes, he loved all kinds of gender, as long as they're interesting. And so far, this man–his boss and neighbor–was the one who intrigued him the most. He definitely got some strong signal that the boss was very interested in him, but he didn't say anything blatant about it. Although he wouldn't know what to do if, say, the smoking hot boss suddenly asked him out.

Hmm, he was definitely lying. He wanted to go out on a date with him. Maybe. Maybe not.

And he was having a breakdown right there in front of his boss–who looked at him with amusement in his golden eyes.

He was pretty sure that the man in front of him could read exactly what his thoughts were. Dirty. Unholy. Damn.

"A penny for your thoughts." Lan Wangji almost couldn't help smiling seeing the beautiful chef was having a breakdown right in front of his eyes. Oh yeah, his face was that expressive, he could read everything he just thought, from lust, to fear, to doubt, back to lust again.

"Huh?" Wei Wuxian jolted out from his thoughts and saw that the owner of the golden eyes were already so close to his face, if he moved an inch their lips would definitely touch.

And it caused him to freeze.

Partially from the sudden rise of want inside him, and partially from the way Lan Wangji's eyes darted to his mouth with such hunger there.

Ohgodohgodohgod

Wei Wuxian wanted to know what his boss' lips tasted like, as he slightly opened his own lips and licked them nervously.

He didn't know that the act caused Lan Wangji to instantly have a hard on, and he wanted to crush his lips and take him right there and then. God, how delicious he would be under him with all those tattoos. He wanted to know where those tattoos started and ended, and he would have a great time exploring them one by one, with his finger, his lips, his tongue…

He looked into the nervous chef in front of him and decided to give him a taste of himself–to… familiarize him with his touch–and he moved closer, when the door to the office suddenly opened and someone called his name.

Wei Wuxian quickly pushed himself away in a surprise and it made Lan Wangji want to kill whoever it was that just barged into the office, when his golden eyes met with the smirking ones of his cousin.

"Wangji, here you are, I thought I saw you enter here quite a moment ago." He smiled so innocently and it only made Lan Wangji almost growl with frustration.

He knew Hua Cheng did it on purpose, but it was actually good, because he definitely didn't want to scare the rabbit away before he could own his heart. So he pulled himself up, cleared his throat, and smiled at Wei Wuxian while offering his hand to him.

"Shall we go to lunch now? I'm starving. I bet my cousin here is starving too since he couldn't wait to knock and just barge in like that." He glared at Hua Cheng who laughed.

"Yeah, sure, whatever cuz. Let's go. I bet you are very hungry right now." Hua Cheng winked at Lan Wangji–who just raised his brow in amusement.

"I will definitely remember this… cuz."