(A/n: I know I took long to update but it's a long chapter. I saw that most of you guys voted for sweet fluff so here's some sweetness. Enjoy Reading. )
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Zhan had finished his cocktail a bit ahead schedule and Yibo obligingly found a place to leave their glasses.

Yibo was happy to have their hands free, finally. Zhan was like a spreading forest fire, if he got too close to Zhan, he would be consumed in his flames.

Yibo stroked his neck, his cheek, his collarbone. He pressed his lips to Zhan's hands, his lips and sucked on his Adam's apple. Zhan was undoing him little by little, breaking every wall Yibo ever built to protect himself.

They spent quite sometime admiring a beautiful knife painting of a couple. Yibo stood behind Zhan, his arms snugly wrapped around his waist.

"Do you like it?" Yibo whispered in Zhan's ear, resting his chin on his shoulder.

"Very much. I adore the expressions flashing on the lover's faces."

"Me too," said Yibo, lightly bringing his lips from just under Zhan's jaw back to below his earlobe, nuzzling him softly.
"Your expressions are very alluring."

Zhan's eyes rolled back into his head,
"Mmmmmmmmm," he moaned aloud.

Yibo chuckled and repeated his movements, allowing the tip of his tongue to move across the surface of Zhan's skin. Only a whisper, only a promise, so light Zhan thought it had to be his lips.

"Does that please you?"

Zhan answered him by reaching up and grasping his hair. It was all the encouragement Yibo needed. He turned Zhan around and pressed himself to him, massaging his slim waist.

"You are the true work of art." Yibo murmured against Zhan's throat.

Zhan gently tugged on his ear with his lips and kissed it while his breathing became ragged by the minute.

Yibo kissed him firmly, begging Zhan to open for him. Their tongues moved together, slowly and in sync. He was unhurried. It was just the two of them in an almost empty museum. He kissed his lips then his cheeks, walking to a corner of the room, carefully backing Zhan towards the wall.

With wary eyes Yibo breathéd, "Is this alright?"

Zhan nodded breathlessly, unable to conjure words.

"If you want me to stop please tell me. I won't let it go too far.....but I need you Zhan."

Zhan wrapped his arms around Yibo's neck, pulling him in.

Yibo pressed him gently against the wall, molding his own body tightly to Zhan's. So close to each other that they shared their body heat. His hands travelled down to his hips, hesitating. Zhan pressed himself more to Yibo in response.

All this time their tongues and lips continuously explored, unsatisfied. Zhan felt Yibo's thin and slim fingers undoing the buttons of his shirt one by one.

When all of them were undone, Yibo paused his actions and took in the sight of Zhan's creamy white skin while Zhan was trying to catch his breath. His lips were swollen from all the rigorous kissing, he was looking at Yibo with his half lidded eyes.

"Gorgeous," Yibo thought before diving in for another kiss.

Zhan visibly shivered when he felt two cold palms caressing his sides. In a slow rhythm, Yibo's hands went up and down almost ticklish while his lips travelled to the curve between his neck and shoulder, Zhan yelped when Yibo bit hard then sucked and licked over the bite mark to ease the pain.
He had finally marked Zhan.

Happy with his creation Yibo found his way back to Zhan's inviting lips while his hands decided to travel south. He cupped Zhan's perfectly rounded, delicious curves. He squeezed tentatively, and smiled against his mouth when Zhan moaned.

"You're perfect. Every single part of you. But this....." Yibo squeezed him again and began kissing him with renewed vigor.

"Are you telling me you like my ass,
Bo-Di?"

Yibo instantly froze at the nickname then flushed deep red.
"Don't call me that." Yibo spoke between kisses.

"Why not?"

He stopped sucking Zhan's collarbone to look at his face but apparently Zhan hadn't seen Yibo blushing since he was speaking with his eyes closed while his head was being supported by the wall.

He decided not to answer, instead his hands slid further down to cup his thighs, pulling him upward. Out of reflex Zhan wrapped his legs around Yibo's hips, pressing more against him, in an erotic tango against the wall.

Now Yibo could move, he pressed forward, while his hands were supporting the back of Zhan's legs. Both could feel each other's arousal against each other- a delightful pressure and tentative friction.

Zhan's fingertips preferred Yibo's hair, stroking and weaving, tugging Yibo's face to his. He could feel Yibo's heart beating against his own chest. Zhan's breathing stuttered, but he didn't care. He was floating.

Their clothed erection, rubbing against each other sent both of them groaning and moaning as ecstasy heightened between them. Lips inseparated, Zhan's moans were lost inside Yibo's mouth.

Zhan couldn't stop kissing long enough to consider how he had mastered the art of balance or breathing through Yibo's mouth. He felt emboldened to remove his hands from Yibo's hair, stroking his shoulders and waist before clutching his back tightly.

Yibo speeded up his pace, bouncing Zhan up and down while Zhan felt his mind go blank.

"Yi-Yibo.....ahhh...I....nghhh...I...ahh.. I can't anymore.."

"Come for me Zhan.." Yibo whispered with a low and husky voice.

He sucked Zhan's Adam's apple as he quickened more. With a chant of each other's name they found their climax.

This was heaven. Breathing, panting, straining, kissing, feeling, all of it.

When they finally calmed down. Yibo pulled back to look at Zhan.

His eyes were closed, and his lips were red and pouting. Now he hungered for his mouth even more.

"ZhanZhan?" He questioned ever so softly.

Zhan's eyelids fluttered open.

Yibo brought their foreheads together and inhaled his breath, all perfumed and sweet. With one final caress and a soft bite on his lower lip, he coaxed Zhan's legs backward and helped him lower it.

Zhan removed his hands regretfully from the soft hair. Then although it pained Yibo, he placed some distance between their bodies, taking Zhan's hands into his own.

"I shouldn't have cornered you like that. Or let things go so far." Yibo shook his head, biting back a curse. "Did I scare you?"

"I didn't say no, Yibo."
Zhan's soft voice echoed in the great hall. "And I'm not scared."

Zhan pulled on one of his hands and coaxed him to spread it across his heart, palm flat to his chest.
"Feel my heartbeat."

Yibo replied, "Too fast. Like a hummingbird's wings."

Zhan went closer to Yibo's ear and whispered, "This is what happens to me every time I'm near you. I'm the one who's overcome by you, Yibo. Don't you know that?"

Yibo brushed his thumb against his naked chest and quickly buttoned him up. Zhan's swollen lower lip caught his attention.

"Does it hurt?"

"It only aches in your absence."

Yibo pressed his lips to Zhan's reverently.
"You're killing me."

Zhan pulled back and grinned. "But it will be a sweet, sweet death."

Yibo chuckled and pulled Zhan into his embrace. "Let's continue our tour before my contact decides to evict us for indecency. I'll have to speak to him about getting the videotapes from the security cameras."

Zhan choked on his saliva.
'Videotapes, Security cameras?
Oh god kill me now.....' thought Zhan.

Hmmmmm. On the other hand.....

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By the time they reached Yibo's apartment, they were smiling and giddy. Their desperation for one another had cooled somewhat but was still warm and affectionate. Zhan was blissfully happy. And they had the whole night together......

Zhan kissed Yibo in the kitchen, insisting that he would cook for them as he knew letting Yibo cook wouldn't be a good idea. They might have to skip dinner if Yibo takes over the kitchen.

The number of times they dined at each other's home, it had always been Zhan cooking. But tonight Yibo was adamant in being in charge of the kitchen. Zhan eventually gave up to the stubborn person all the while praying that he cooks something edible, he decided to sit on the kitchen counter and keep a watch on the stove. Safety first.

Zhan was beyond surprised to see Yibo finish cooking the whole meal without burning the kitchen down. He made a simple mushroom chowmein and sesame chicken.

Zhan took a bite and was relieved at the fact that it was delicious. He smiled widely showing his appreciation of Yibo cooking successfully to which Yibo just averted his eyes feeling proud and shy at the same time.

They finished their meal and Yibo poured them a glass of expensive red wine while they cuddled together on a couch in the balcony, enjoying each other's embrace in silence.

It was already dark and the city lights were glistening, creating a beautiful view.
Zhan rested his head on Yibo's shoulder while the latter stroked his hair when he suddenly spoke up,

"Yibo, do you love me?"

This particular question took Yibo by surprise. In the last two months, they had made countless confessions to each other but hadn't yet said those three words.

"Why do you ask?" Yibo counter questioned instead of answering.

Upon not receiving a definite answer Zhan felt a slight pain in his chest. He couldn't answer Yibo so he just kept shut.

Seeing that Zhan had suddenly gone silent Yibo nudged him and asked again,
"Zhan.....Tell me, why do you ask such a question."

Zhan took a deep breath and shifted away from Yibo. He looked in his eyes and said, "I'm scared Yibo, scared that you will leave me someday, scared that you will get tired of me someday, scared that I won't be enough for you, scared that......"

Yibo cut him off, Zhan was hyperventilating and tears found their way down Zhan's face. This was the first time he saw Zhan crying. Yibo's heart hurt a little witnessing the beautiful man weep in such a way.

He cupped Zhan's face and kissed his tears away. Zhan closed his eyes when he felt Yibo's warmth against his face.

Zhan had been thinking a lot about their relationship these days. Yibo hadn't confessed that he loves him yet and every time that particular thought came in Zhan's mind, he would panic. He also had three minor seizures in the last month because of these insecurities.

Yibo looked at his angel's face which was red because of suppressing his tears. He felt weird though because the person in front of him loved him with all his heart yet he couldn't confess to him.

He waited till Zhan calmed down then said a few words which made Zhan's breathing become ragged again,

"Zhan, I like you a lot. I do! You're the humblest, kindest and the most pure human I've ever beheld. But I need more time. I don't want to confess half-heartedly. The day I confess to you, will be the day I hand over myself unto you."

Zhan looked at him with glazed eyes and smiled softly while lightened the weight Yibo felt. Yibo handed him his glass and embraced him again while murmuring, "Thank you" in his ears.

Zhan felt suffocated and insecure but he couldn't just force Yibo to love him. It wouldn't make any difference if he confessed but didn't mean it. Zhan could not even explain his situation to him. He had never felt this helpless before. He suppressed every emotion and composed himself, hiding behind a bright smile.

Zhan couldn't drink anymore so he just kept the glass on the table and informed Yibo that he needed to leave. Staying there would just make Zhan lose control over himself.

Yibo dropped Zhan home and watched him enter the house before driving away.

Once Zhan was sure that Yibo had left, Zhan came out of the house, sat in his own car and with a heavy heart he drove off.......
not noticing that another car was following him.

My Sweetest Readers,
This is my first time writing such romance.
I apologize if it wasn't that great.
I re-read this chapter over and over again, revising it so that it would turn out to be something good to read.

I hope you felt the emotions I tried to convey.

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P.s: Can they get any cuter 🙈🙈🙈🙈