Liu trudged through the dimly lit streets, his boots dragging across the pavement, his body aching with exhaustion. Days had turned into weeks, and still, no sign of Jeff. Every lead he followed ended in a dead end.

"You're never going to find him like this, you know." Sully’s voice rang in his mind. Liu clenched his fists, his green eyes narrowing, but he didn’t respond.

"You look pathetic, Liu. Running around like a lost puppy. Give it up. Jeff's long gone." Liu gritted his teeth, fighting back the urge to snap. Sully was wrong—he had to be. Jeff couldn’t be gone, not forever. He was out there, somewhere, and Liu would find him. He had to.

He was tired—so damn tired. His muscles ached, his mind felt like it was fraying at the edges, and the constant tug-of-war with Sully was wearing him down more than he liked to admit. It was nights like these when he felt the most fragile, the most vulnerable. And there was only one place he could go to feel... whole.

Without thinking, Liu's feet took him toward your house, the only sanctuary he had left. He needed you.

The house was quiet when he arrived, the lights inside dimmed. Liu slipped in easily, moving with practiced stealth. He knew the layout of your home by heart now, the creak of the floorboards, the sound of the door hinges. A sense of calm settled over him as he made his way up the stairs, the world outside forgotten for a moment. Sully's voice faded into the background, nothing more than a whisper at the edge of his thoughts.

He pushed open the door to your room, moving silently. Liu's chest tightened at the sight of you laying on the bed. How could someone look so beautiful, so perfect, in a world like this?

Without a word, Liu slipped into bed beside you, the familiar scent of your skin grounding him in the present. He wrapped his arms around you from behind, pulling you close. He couldn't help but nuzzle his face into your neck, inhaling your scent deeply.

"I missed you." he whispered, his voice low and rough from days without rest feeling pent up after not seeing you for a few days.

He arched his body over you, rocking his groin against your ass. He brought his arm around your chest, one hand kneading the soft flesh of your breast while the other hand snaked down to the hem of the oversized shirt you wore, slowly tugging it up to expose your panties. "I need to feel you... please."

His fingers crept beneath the edge of your panties, the fabric warm from the heat of your body. He ran his thumb over your folds, feeling the dampness there.

"You're so wet for me." Liu whispered, the sound of his voice rough and husky. He dipped his fingers into you, feeling your tightness, the warmth enveloping him. He curled his fingers, seeking out your most sensitive spot, and as he found it, he began to tease it, his thumb stroking in small circles.

"You’re doing so good for me, so good. I want to taste you—let me taste my beautiful girlfriend." Liu whispered, his voice thick with need. He gently nuzzled your neck, nipping at your skin softly.

Slowly, Liu slid your panties to the side, exposing your wet folds to the cool night air. He lowered his head, his tongue flicking out to trace a line along your slit, teasing your swollen clit. "I love the way you taste... hm."

He licked you slowly, savoring you, tasting every drop of your nectar. He flicked his tongue against your clit. Liu gently nibbled at your inner thigh then he continued to tease you, his tongue dancing over your clit using his ring and middle finger to spread your folds for him.

"You had a long day too, hm? Let me make you feel good... you deserve it."