Saving the overbearing CEO

Contrary to common belief, overstimulation is an actual thing and one of its victims today would be Qie Ranzhe He had been kissed and not just a peck but the type of kiss that would make any fujoshi scream their lungs out. His torment didn't end there, he was now faced with a shirtless Lin Jingxie prancing around oblivious to the suffering he was inflicting.

It was both a good and bad thing, a good thing because Qie Ranzhe got a treat he never thought he would feast on this early and a bad thing because if he enjoyed it too much he might expose himself too early. That was all going on in Qie Ranzhe's head while gazing at that luscious supple skin enticing the urge to savour every inch of Lin Jingxie's body. Such is the torment he suffered as he could only look but not touch.

Under Lin Jingxie's coercion, Qie Ranzhe slowly undressed feeling vulnerable and insecure. He had never cared how he looked before casually taking off his shirt with no care in the world. But in front of Lin Jingxie, he suddenly had an overwhelming desire to get his approval putting himself under pressure. If Lin Jingxie didn't like it, he would make sure to change to his satisfaction thats how much he liked Lin Jingxie.

He actually had nothing to worry about as confirmed by Lin Jingxie's reaction when he shed off all his layers of clothing revealing what Wen Qinxi could only describe as perfection. "Shit! How is this even possible?" said Wen Qinxi envious of Qie Ranzhe's aesthetic well built frame oozing with sex appeal. His body was stuck in-between a runner type of build and a buff gym instructor build, neither weak nor too brawny just right in the middle. Wen Qinxi had to admit, Qie Ranzhe was a heartthrob the type to steal the show wherever he went.

Qie Ranzhe heard his comment while hanging his clothes concealing his true emotion with expressionless look. That didn't last because as soon as he turned around he bumped into Lin Jingxie's standing right in front of him with an appealing expression staring at his chest. They were dangerously too close for comfort with Lin Jingxie's warm breath brushing against his sensitive skin especially the dots on his chest that had somehow been stimulated awake.

"What are you doing?" asked Qie Ranzhe in hoarse voice with a blank expression. This was just too much in one day, at this pace he might end up doing something he did regret slowly inching closer to his breaking point.

Wen Qinxi riveted on him with admiration gleaming in his eyes asking, "Can l touch, your chest is just fuckin toned? Maybe l should start training too," not even waiting for his permission poking at Qie Ranzhe's abs with his fingertips fascinated.

Qie Ranzhe peered at a certain someone poking at him as though tapping a keypad on a touch screen while chatting online. Wen Qinxi didn't know he was playing with fire and was stunned when Qie Ranzhe grasp his wrist saying, "Haven't you touched enough?" with a set smile.

Feeling guilty for getting carried away, Wen Qinxi moved a step back smiling thinly while apologizing. "Ah, Ran-ge no need to be upset. It's just that you look so good that l couldn't resist. I envy you, you make me want to train too so l can look like that," he earnestly replied inspecting his own body. At least he didn't bring his little pouch with him in the game otherwise he wouldn't have the confidence to be shirtless right now.

"No need for that," replied Qie Ranzhe taking a swift glance at him, "You are perfect just the way you are." Translation 'you are just my type'.

Wen Qinxi stopped giving himself a body exam and lay down on his back on the warm sand sighing. "You are such a fuckin liar Qie Ranzhe. Is it because you don't want me to look as good as you do so you can keep all the girls to yourself," he said half-jokingly while gazing up to the blue sky. He immersed himself into the calm serene environment gradually releasing the tension in his body.

Qie Ranzhe didn't say anything, he walked over and lay next to him in silence enjoying Lin Jingxie's company wondering if this boy beside him would ever love him or he was destined to always love him in secret. A warm tingling sensation lingered on his lips reminding him of what they had just done. He traced his lips with his index finger fantasizing about all the smutty things he would love to do with Lin Jingxie. Qie Ranzhe glanced sideways towards him only to find Lin Jingxie sleeping soundly with no care in the world.

Qie Ranzhe shift over to lay on his side while drooling over Lin Jingxie with no restraint etching in his memory every inch of Lin Jingxie so he did never forget him even when they are apart. "Will you take responsibility?" he whispered gently rubbing Lin Jingxie's flushed cheek under the sunlight.

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Just as the sun sank into the horizon Qie Ranzhe finally returned to the shelter after walking Lin Jingxie home which he immensely enjoyed. This could be deemed as the best day of his life a day he would forever treasure. With a broad smile, he sashayed into the shelter greeting everyone along the way walking on air. In two minutes everyone knew Ran-ge was in an excellent mood and that something great must have happened.

News had already reached Manchu's ears arriving by Qie Ranzhe's room in a split second. He found the door ajar with the youth holding clean clothes while shoving a neatly folded piece of paper into his pocket. He was fully aware of what was on that paper and so coughed averting his gaze. "Ahem.....Ran-ge anything good happened?" asked an expectant Machu hoping that his older brother had finally captured saozi's heart.

"I am going to bath," replied Qie Ranzhe unwilling to divulge the juicy information as he slid past him with a lazy smile. He took two strides before looking back at Machu and said, "Shhhh," while placing his index finger on his mouth, "we kissed." Machu was left behind gaping at Qie Ranzhe who was walking away with a spring in his step towards the bathroom. He fully understood that this was meant to be a secret and respected that but couldn't help jumping in elation praising him for perfect execution. If only Manchu knew that the kiss he was bragging about was an accidental kiss.

Meanwhile, Qie Ranzhe stripped off his garments before soaking into the warm bath the boys had prepared for him. He closed his eyes replaying the sensual kiss over and over again envisioning how Lin Jingxie provocatively licked his bottom lip. His body instantly reacted summoning the same feeling he felt when it happened. His mind flooded with memories of Lin Jingxie's arms draped around his neck re-igniting the warm sensation behind his neck. With his eyes still closed he gently caressed the back of his neck whispering in what sounded like a moan in pleasure, "Jin-ge."

The moment he imagined their moist tongues sliding against each in erotic motions and their warm breath intertwined together tasting Lin Jingxie's soft lips, it was game over for Qie Ranzhe. His entire body felt hot fantasizing Lin Jingxie lying under him exploring his naked body with his adventurous hands. This had its own consequences as his member stood in attention underwater as blood gushed into its veins while twitching seeking gratification.

He dried his left hand and leaned over to grab that suspicious neatly folded piece of paper with a portrait of Lin Jingxie staring back at him with amorous eyes. Qie Ranzhe traced Lin Jingxie's lips on the portrait with his fingertip as a burning unquenched thirst grew within. He slid his hand underwater grabbing hold of the source of his discomfort with every intention of taking care of it. With his gaze fixed on the portrait and his imagination running wild he skillfully rubbed his member gradually increasing his motion. He rubbed its head calling out Lin Jingxie's name as a wave numbing pleasure spread all over his body.

The memory of a shirtless Lin Jingxie flashed in his mind bring along an overwhelming rush of unrestraint pleasure as he inched closer to a climax. He called out his name once more with convulsions of the climax sucking savagely around his fingers as he sank deeper into a sea of pleasure succumbing to his primal desires. A low groan escaped his dry throat with his muscles finally relaxed. He closed his eyes with a gratified smile on his face as the portrait dangled on his fingertips outside the wooden tab.