A/N: Just a reminder to my readers, this story has been categorized as mature, so if you're below 18, please skip this chapter, sorry.

Third Person POV

The kiss deepened when Ming returned Kit's kiss.

When they both became breathless, Kit pulled away.

"Would you like to come in for a cup of coffee?" asked Kit between gasps.

Ming was breathing heavily as well.

"Yes, Kit, I would like that very much."

Kit almost missed the last step going up to the front door before pressing the buzzer.

Ming caught him and held him tight.

It was in that situation that James the butler opened the front door for his young master with a big smile on his face.

Kit and Ming hastily pulled apart from each other.

"Welcome back, young master. And come into the parlor, Mr. Ming. I will have coffee ready for both of you in a few minutes."

Kit raised an eyebrow at his butler. He had not asked him to prepare the coffee yet. His butler was assuming too much, hmmpf.

"Please bring the coffee to my study, James. Ming and I will be waiting for it there."

"I will do so, young master," said James, still with that big smile on his face, hmmpf.

Kit led Ming into his study and without a word they both pulled each other close and started kissing again right after Kit had closed the door.

Kit opened his mouth to give Ming's tongue access, which was already trying to push itself in. They took turns sucking on each other's lower lips.

Ming started to unbutton Kit's shirt and was already halfway down its length when the study door opened wide.

"I am so sorry, young master," said James, "I was unable to knock because both hands of mine were occupied with balancing the coffee tray."

"Don't worry about it, James," said Kit, hastily closing his shirt without buttoning it up again.

James set the coffee tray on Kit's desk and bowed, his eyes keenly fixed on his young master's unbuttoned shirt.

"Enjoy your coffee, sir," said James, addressing Ming with a wink, and then left the study, closing the door gently behind him.

"Thank you, James," Ming smiled at him.

The moment James closed the door behind him, Ming unbuttoned the remaining three buttons and took off Kit's shirt.

Kit pulled Ming towards the couch, the coffee all forgotten.

Kit removed all the throw pillows from the couch to make more room for both of them.

They started kissing again, Ming's hand all over Kit's chest.

He gently pushed Kit into a lying position on the couch and Kit let out a loud gasp as Ming fastened his warm moist mouth on Kit's nipple.

"Ming..." Kit said softly, biting his lower lip, trying not to moan.

Ming trailed kisses down the length of Kit's bare chest, savoring the silkiness of his skin.

"Uhhh...Ming..." Kit's chest jerked forward when he felt Ming's tongue pushing into the indentation of his navel. He didn't know that he could get so much pleasure from that area.

He felt Ming unbuckling his belt and helped Ming with it. In a few seconds, Kit's pants were on the carpeted floor, his boxer briefs following shortly after.

"Aaahhh..." Kit couldn't help letting out a moan as he felt Ming's mouth engulfing his hardened member.

James, who had been guarding the door to the study, shooed away a startled housemaid who was going to bring a small platter of chocolate chip cookies into the study to go with the coffee.

Kit grasped Ming's hair and pulled on it tightly as he felt Ming sucking him up and down, up and down in an increased frenzy.

James himself got startled when he heard the muffled sound of "aaaaaahhhhhh..." behind the closed study door. That was clearly his young master's voice. 

James guarded the study door even more vigilantly. Any house employee could go inside the study only over his dead body.

Kit shifted his position to let Ming get into the supine position but Ming sat up and then bent to gather Kit's clothes from the floor and handed them to him.

"I will be paying you for the over time..." Kit started to say.

"Kit, there are some things that need to be said before I leave," said Ming.

Kit's face fell.

"It's not anything bad," Ming hastened to explain. "I just wanted to remind you that I have not forgotten my father's explanation about his failed business venture, that all this time your father was actually helping my father out."

Ming drew a deep breath. "And so, I wanted to say how sorry I am for misunderstanding the whole situation and for my bad behavior towards you as a consequence."

"I am willing to overlook the smashed banana walnut cake on my face, but I need an explanation for the second one," said Kit as he started putting his clothes back on.

Ming gave an uncomfortable laugh.

"I should be forgiven for that," he said, "that one should be considered a crime of passion, borne out of jealousy."

"You were jealous of Melanie, my ex-fiancee?" asked a surprised Kit.

"She's your ex-fiancee?"Ming could not help raising his voice.

"Yes, but she came to the house uninvited and unannounced and I have instructed James to make sure that she never steps foot into this house again," Kit replied.

Ming pulled Kit close and kissed him once more.

"I have to go now," said Ming after breaking the kiss.

"Will I see you again?" Kit asked anxiously.

"Whenever you want," said Ming, "you have my number."

"No, I don't," Kit protested, "I only have the number to your agency."

Ming handed Kit his phone. "You wanna key in your number into my phone?"

Kit did so and handed the phone back to Ming. In a few seconds Kit's phone started to ring.

"You have my number now," said Ming, "call me whenever you want and I will ditch Kris Perawat any time for you."

They both laughed as Kit opened the study door, making a startled James, who had been leaning against the door almost lose his balance.

"Just wait here, James," said Kit, "I will be the one to see Ming out."

"Of course, young master," said James, grinning from ear to ear.