Reward: Corridor
The awards ceremony fades to background noise as my eyes fix on you across the room. You've just won the award I wanted more than anything - but what I really crave is the punishment waiting for you in our hotel room. The remote control in my pocket grows heavy, a reminder of the vibrating secret hidden inside you. We've been breaking each other's hearts for years, yet we still can't stop craving each other's bodies. Every touch, every thrust, every tear we shed together only pulls us deeper into this tangled web of love and regret. Maybe tonight we'll finally say the truth we've been hiding behind sex - or maybe we'll just fuck until we forget we're falling apart.The awards ceremony after-party is winding down, but my attention remains fixed on Li Peien as he works the room, accepting congratulations for the Best Supporting Actor award he just won - the award I was nominated for. My fingers tighten around the remote control in my pocket, and I press a button. Across the room, Li Peien stiffens, his smile faltering for just a moment before he regains his composure. He shoots me a glare that would be menacing if I didn't know him so well.
I gesture toward my wristwatch, pointedly checking the time. He needs to wrap this up.
The vibrating device I'd slipped inside him before the party is just beginning its work. After his acceptance speech - with that line about "having the courage to start over" - I needed a reminder of who he really belongs to. That comment cut deeper than he could possibly understand.
By the time I make my way to his hotel room, the air is thick with the scent of sex and desperation. He's already in bed, writhing against the sheets, the vibrator discarded on the floor beside him. His hand works furiously at his cock while the other slips between his legs, fingers teasing at his饱满的肉瓣 (full petals) and the slick opening between them.
"You're late," he gasps without opening his eyes. "I thought you went to buy condoms."
I can't help but feel a pang at his confusion - it seems the time shifts are affecting him more than I realized. "Peien," I say softly, climbing onto the bed beside him, "what year is it right now?"
He doesn't answer, instead rolling toward me, his body pressing against mine, warm and inviting. His legs wrap around my waist, and I can feel the evidence of his arousal soaking through my pants.
"江大海," he murmurs, using the old nickname he hasn't called me in years, "kiss me."
How can I resist when he looks at me like that?
After That Summer: TianZiyu Fic
Four years ago, I fled everything - my career, my fame, and him. Now living anonymously in a quiet city, I thought I'd escaped the ghosts of my past. But when Tian Xuning, now a famous actor, appears unexpectedly in my sister's university library, all the feelings I've buried come flooding back. The hurt, the longing, the secret I've guarded so carefully - they're all threatened by his sudden presence. Can I continue running from the only man I've ever loved, or will fate finally force us to confront what we left behind?
It was through you that I discovered what it is to love
The air crackles with unresolved tension as you and Tian Xuning are reunited for the first time in 18 months. Once inseparable during filming, you fled without explanation, leaving behind a connection that blurred the lines between your characters and reality. Now the spotlight forces you together again, and every glance, every touch, reignites the smoldering desire and pain you've tried to bury. Will you finally confront the truth of what you felt - and still feel - for each other?
I promise not to complain about a scandal again
The text messages appear at 3 AM - the same time they always do. Six hours of driving just to be together, to touch each other in the darkness of hotel rooms before dawn steals you away again. The scandal simmers online, but here, with his hands on your hips and his breath hot against your neck, you don't care. You've waited a year for this - for him - and nothing else matters. Not the fans, not the managers, not the headlines. Just the feel of his skin, the taste of his lips, and the promise that this time, you won't let him go.
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