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Steam billowed out of the shower as Xiao Xingchen opened the door and took a step onto the soft shower mat. After wrapping a towel around his waist, he wiped the condensation off of the mirror and sighed at his reflection. He had just gotten home from a long job overseas and wasn't really in the mood to deal with whatever- or whoever, he should say- was waiting for him in the living room. One can’t make it far in this field if they can’t tell someone had snuck into their home. Not many people knew how to find Xiao Xingchen, but every once in a while someone would try. To the other person's credit, no one had gotten as far as being inside his home since he was a rookie. As soon as someone would start looking into his identity, he would find them and deal with them in one way or another.
Xiao Xingchen noticed dark circles had formed under his eyes. He was definitely going to rest well that night. Giving his face a couple light slaps, just enough to wake him up, he looked around for his clothes. Of course this would happen today, he thought silently as he realized he didn’t bring clothes into the bathroom. He’d have to deal with the intruder in just his towel. He stood in front of the door, listening. It seemed like the person in his house hadn’t moved since settling down in the living room. Whoever it was didn’t exactly try to hide the fact that they were there- their footsteps were heavy and they even hummed a little tune as they paced around, loud enough for Xiao Xingchen to hear over the sound of the shower. Since they didn’t seem to be in any hurry to kill Xiao Xingchen, he took his time finishing his shower, letting the hot water pelt his back until he was a little more relaxed. Once he turned off the water, he heard the person plop onto his couch.
With one last sigh, Xiao Xingchen grabbed a pair of haircutting scissors out of a drawer and opened the bathroom door just a crack. The couch faced away from the door, so all he saw was the back of the intruder’s head. It was bent down, fully exposing the nape of the man’s neck. The man’s shoulders were slightly shaking up and down- he was watching a video on his phone and laughing along. Xiao Xingchen opened the door and took one step out, intending to come up behind the man and take care of him quickly. However, as soon as Xiao Xingchen’s foot hit the cold hardwood floor, the man’s head snapped up. He stood up and spun around, locking his phone and slipping it into his back pocket. The man had a confident smirk on his face.
“Well, you sure took your time didn’t you, Xiao Xingchen?” the man asked in a playful tone, as if they were longtime friends. He slipped his hands into the pockets of his well-fitted slacks. He wasn’t prepared to attack in any way, so Xiao Xingchen let himself relax as well. Even if the man tried to throw something at him, from this distance Xiao Xingchen would be able to dodge. However, he did not loosen his grip on the scissors.
“Tell me who you are,” Xiao Xingchen demanded, sounding less than friendly.
“Is this how you treat all of your guests?” the man responded, eyebrows raised. Xiao Xingchen was not in the mood to banter and didn’t respond. When the man saw that Xiao Xingchen was not amused, he shrugged and let his eyes wander down the other man’s body. He blew out a low whistle.
“Impressive body. I’m a nice guy, so I’ll save you the embarrassment of being found dead and naked. Go ahead put some clothes on before we get on with this,” the man said, gesturing behind him to Xiao Xingchen’s room.
“And who’s to say you won’t attack me as soon as I get close enough to you?” Xiao Xingchen asked warily.
“Come on now, I just said I’m a nice guy. I didn’t even interrupt your shower. Though if I had known you had a body like that I might’ve tried to slip in,” he said with a wink. Chuckling at his own joke, he started to take a few steps toward the kitchen, clearing the way for Xiao Xingchen to get to his room.
“There you go, plenty of space between us. Besides, if I’m being honest, your skills are way better than mine. You have nothing to worry about.” The man leaned against the kitchen counter and grabbed a piece of candy out of a bowl. He unwrapped it and popped it into his mouth with a smile. Xiao Xingchen liked to believe he could read people pretty well and, for some reason, he trusted the words the man was saying. He quickly walked to his room, never turning his back to the man, and locked the door behind him. He put on a tshirt and some basketball shorts, intending to be as comfortable as possible while getting rid of his unwelcomed guest. He was tired of fighting in suits and dress shoes.
“Well this is awkward, now I feel overdressed,” the man said with a frown when Xiao Xingchen emerged from his room.
“Who hired you to kill me, Xue Yang?” Xiao Xingchen asked, getting straight to the point. Xue Yang froze for a millisecond. He quickly recovered, an easy smile appearing on his face.
“That was fast. How’d you find out it was me?”
“I have a phone too, you know, and probably more connections than you could ever hope to have,” Xiao Xingchen answered, waving his phone in the air.
“Ouch, it’s not nice to bully people just because they’re not as popular as you, Xiao Xingchen,” Xue Yang said, clutching at his chest. This elicited a small laugh from Xiao Xingchen.
“If I was so popular, why would someone want me dead?” Xiao Xingchen shot back.
“Hey, no one’s ever gotten to the top without making a few enemies,” Xue Yang answered honestly. Xiao Xingchen just shook his head.
“I’ve heard a lot about you Xiao Xingchen- I mean, who hasn’t right? But I was wondering if you could give me a couple tips before I kill you. You know, assassin to assassin?” Xue Yang said, hopping up to sit on the kitchen counter.
“Tip number one, don’t try to kill me,” Xiao Xingchen said bluntly. Xue Yang laughed loudly.
“You know, you’re a pretty funny guy. I think I’ll miss you when you’re gone,” Xue Yang said pensively.
“I know you’re just doing your job, so I won’t be too harsh on you, but why don’t you just tell me who hired you? If I’m going to die tonight like you say, then no one would even know you told me,” Xiao Xingchen offered. Xue Yang acted like he was thinking hard about what Xiao Xingchen said.
“Alright, I’ll tell you! Not like it matters to me anyway,” Xue Yang said. “It was some old man, surname Jing or Jin or something.” Xiao Xingchen breathed in sharply. He knew exactly who had hired Xue Yang. It was the brother of a target he eliminated the previous year.
“Well, was that enough of a hint? Ring any bells?” Xue Yang asked, swinging his legs. Adrenaline started pumping through Xiao Xingchen’s veins at the thought of the disgusting old man he had killed. No longer in as much of a hurry to get to sleep, he decided to humor Xue Yang.
“He’s the brother of one of my previous targets. His family owns a conglomerate and his brother was the CFO. He was a horrible man who regularly embezzled money and raped his female employees. His own wife is the one who hired me when she found out that he-” Xiao Xingchen suddenly stopped, clenching his fists to stop them from shaking with anger. Xue Yang was leaning forward, invested in the story. Xiao Xingchen took a deep breath.
“His wife found out that his molestation didn’t stop with his employees. He began to take a liking to children and didn’t deny his urges. He was vile and the world is a better place without him,” Xiao Xingchen finished. He had a sour taste in his mouth and felt like he needed to spit.
“That’s sick, man. The world thanks you for your service,” Xue Yang said, hopping off the counter and giving Xiao Xingchen a deep bow.
“His brother must have known that his wife was the one who hired me because shortly after the job was done, he pulled some strings and made sure she was completely cut off from the family. She’s penniless. That’s the kind of man you’re working for right now,” Xiao Xingchen said. Xue Yang snickered.
“He sounds like a real shithead, but that’s none of my business. He paid me in advance, so I kind of have to complete the job if you know what I mean.” With that, Xue Yang leapt forward, letting a butterfly knife slip out of the right sleeve of his dress shirt.
Xiao Xingchen was ready. He let Xue Yang get closer before dodging to the side, grabbing his right arm and bending his wrist back, causing Xue Yang to drop the knife. Xue Yang only smirked before grabbing something out of his left pocket. Xiao Xingchen felt the tip of another blade start to sink into his side, but he quickly let go of Xue Yang and spun behind him, kicking him away. Only then did Xue Yang frown, upset by the lack of blood on his knife.
Xiao Xingchen pulled out his own blade, but didn’t make a move. He was able to find out quite a bit about Xue Yang in the short time he was in his room changing. Xue Yang was relatively new to the business, but already had a reputation. He took on the jobs no one else would. Most assassins, like Xiao Xingchen, had their own morals and would be selective with their clients. Even those that didn’t care about morals would at least charge exorbitant prices, knowing that those types of clients would definitely pay up. However, there were jobs that not even they would take on. In that case, people would call Xue Yang. He had no family, no friends, and no past. He did not value his own life, which was evident by the fact that he agreed to kill Xiao Xingchen. He even went to his house, his home territory. It was like offering himself up on a silver platter. A man as reckless as that was bound to slip up in a fight and Xiao Xingchen was fully ready to take advantage of that.
Xue Yang turned back to look at Xiao Xingchen. He was smiling again, eyes ablaze with amusement. He brought the knife to his lips, flicking his tongue out to lick the small amount of Xiao Xingchen’s blood off of it.
“I just love it when they fight back,” Xue Yang said to himself. He threw himself at Xiao Xingchen again, but all of his attacks were blocked easily. Xiao Xingchen was a veteran and Xue Yang truly had no hope of winning. In his defense, he still tried his best. Xiao Xingchen grabbed hold of both of Xue Yang’s wrists in one hand and wrestled him to the ground, straddling his thighs. He pressed the blade of his knife up against Xue Yang’s throat. Xue Yang let out a crazed laugh. Xiao Xingchen felt a pang of pity in his heart.
“Stop this. Whatever he’s paying you, I’ll double it. Just go and don’t take work from guys like him again,” Xiao Xingchen said. Xue Yang gave him an incredulous look.
“And I thought I was the only crazy one in this room,” he said. He was lightly panting and a sheen of sweat could be seen on his face. Xiao Xingchen, on the other hand, didn’t have a hair out of place. Xue Yang could still smell the scent of his body wash. He had already been burning with desire for Xiao Xingchen since he came out in the bath towel that hung low on his hips. Xue Yang felt his lower body starting to respond.
“Sorry, but I don’t leave jobs unfinished. One of us has to die tonight,” Xue Yang said, leaning into Xiao Xingchen’s knife and feelings a slight sting as it began to cut into his flesh. Xiao Xingchen quickly pulled his knife back, but didn’t loosen his grip on Xue Yang’s wrists. Xue Yang knew that Xiao Xingchen didn’t want to kill him. He was getting harder by the second.
“I heard about your outstanding sense of justice, only killing people that you think deserve it, but now I’m thinking you’re just stupid,” Xue Yang said mockingly. “You know I’m literally trying to kill you, right? Do you offer money to everyone that goes after you?” Now it was Xiao Xingchen’s turn to laugh.
“I don’t know, do you get hard every time you go after someone?” he asked, amused. Xue Yang raised his eyebrows, looking down at himself.
“Aw geez, you noticed that? What can I say, you’re hot,” Xue Yang said succinctly. Xiao Xingchen tossed away his knife and put his hand on Xue Yang’s growing dick. This time, Xue Yang was genuinely surprised. His body tensed and just as he was about to struggle against Xiao Xingchen, he felt the sting of three sharp needles in his arm. The last thing he saw before losing consciousness was Xiao Xingchen’s smiling face.
When Xue Yang came to, he tried to get up only to realize that he couldn’t move his arms or legs. He was tied to a bed, body completely spread out. He was almost disappointed that he was fully clothed, but he noticed he was no longer in the clothes he came in. He was now in a tshirt and shorts. He looked around and saw Xiao Xingchen sitting beside him.
“What the fuck?” Xue Yang asked in a raspy voice. Xiao Xingchen turned to look at him.
“Thirsty?” He brought a bottle of water to Xue Yang’s lips. When he was done, Xiao Xingchen wiped at Xue Yang’s lips with his thumb. Xiao Xingchen was almost tender with him, which made Xue Yang more confused than scared.
As if reading his mind, Xiao Xingchen said, “This must be confusing for you. Don’t worry, I didn’t do anything to you while you were asleep. Oh, except removing all of your weapons. God, you had a lot on you.” Xue Yang was still speechless. Xiao Xingchen started stroking Xue Yang’s hair.
“I was just thinking,” he continued, leaning in close to speak into Xue Yang’s ear, “It’s been a long time since I’ve had a good lay. And you seem like a willing participant. Am I right?” Xiao Xingchen asked sincerely, leaning back to look directly into Xue Yang’s eyes. For the first time that night, he was intimidated. Xue Yang was no stranger to sex, but all he knew was rough hands and the violent meeting of bodies in damp, smoke-filled rooms. He had never felt the gentle tug of fingers run through his hair. He never knew that the feeling of someone’s soft breaths on his ear was enough to arouse him.
“And if I say no?” was Xue Yang’s reply. He was unwilling to abandon his snarky attitude so easily, though he had a feeling Xiao Xingchen could easily strip away his carefully crafted outer layers and leave him an exposed mess. Xiao Xingchen sat up completely, hesitantly removing his hand from Xue Yang’s hair.
“Then I knock you back out, dump you somewhere, and move somewhere you can’t find me. I’ll stay true to my word and deposit the money into your account tomorrow.” Xiao Xingchen’s words and the empty feeling on his scalp where those slender fingers just were made Xue Yang more upset than he cared to admit. He licked his lips.
“And if I say yes?” he asked, hoping to feel that soft touch again. He was getting hard just thinking about it. Xiao Xingchen smiled, leaning in again but being careful not to touch Xue Yang.
“It depends. Is that a yes?”
“I…” Seeing Xue Yang hesitate, Xiao Xingchen went to get up off of the bed completely.
“Yes!” Xue Yang rushed to say. “Yes, I want you.” He let out a sigh, embarrassed at how desperate he sounded. It quickly disappeared when Xiao Xingchen’s dark eyes appeared in front of his. He was holding himself up with his arms on either side of Xue Yang’s head.
“In that case, I’d do something like this,” Xiao Xingchen said, slowly lowering his head to press his lips to Xue Yang’s. It was too short- before Xue Yang could even comprehend what was happening, Xiao Xingchen was pulling away, leaving Xue Yang to fight against the restraints in hopes to capture those unbelievably soft lips again. Xiao Xingchen made his way to Xue Yang’s wrist, which was starting to ache as the rope dug into his skin.
“Sorry about this, but I’m still not sure if I can trust you,” Xiao Xingchen said, placing a kiss in the palm of Xue Yang’s hand. “Let’s tire you out a bit first, then I’ll undo them. Try not to hurt yourself.”
Xiao Xingchen climbed onto the bed and straddled Xue Yang’s thighs again, his hands flitting over Xue Yang’s clothed chest. He arched his back, trying to get Xiao Xingchen to press on him harder, but Xiao Xingchen wouldn’t. Xue Yang’s dick was starting to strain against his boxers. Xiao Xingchen took notice, a triumphant look on his face. He leaned over Xue Yang again, using one hand to stroke his cheek while looking over his lust-filled face. Xue Yang closed his eyes, wanting to turn his head to bite Xiao Xingchen’s fingers. Before he could, he felt a pair of lips on his again. This kiss was deeper than the last one and Xue Yang finally felt a bit of satisfaction. He opened his mouth, sliding his tongue across Xiao Xingchen’s bottom lip until the other man opened his own mouth. Xue Yang slipped his tongue into Xiao Xingchen’s mouth and skillfully kissed him. Xiao Xingchen softly moaned into Xue Yang’s mouth and started to grind against him. Xue Yang could feel Xiao Xingchen’s growing erection and he was frustrated that he couldn’t reach out to palm it.
Xiao Xingchen could tell Xue Yang was getting restless and broke away from the kiss, a string of saliva still connecting the two to each other. They were both breathing heavily. Xiao Xingchen lifted the hem of Xue Yang’s shirt and pressed his cool palm against Xue Yang’s burning skin. He rubbed his hand up Xue Yang’s side and over the front of his chest. Xue Yang groaned, wishing Xiao Xingchen could touch his whole body at once. Xiao Xingchen pushed Xue Yang’s shirt all the way up, completely exposing his torso. He gripped the man’s slim waist with both of his hands and settled his body between his legs, allowing him to press kisses across his chest. He flicked his tongue over one of Xue Yang’s nipples, making him shudder. Xiao Xingchen began making his way down Xue Yang’s body, leaving little kisses and bites all over. When he finally got down to his shorts, Xue Yang thought he was about to explode.
Xiao Xingchen rubbed Xue Yang’s erection through his shorts and Xue Yang’s hips bucked. He didn’t know how much more of this he could take. He wanted Xiao Xingchen’s mouth on him, now.
“Please,” he heard himself say in a small voice. He had never been so desperate for another person’s touch. Xiao Xingchen hummed in response, meeting his gaze with an unexpected intensity. He pulled Xue Yang’s shorts down and immediately licked Xue Yang’s cock from the base to the tip.
“Oh, fuck,” Xue Yang said, like he had never felt something so good in his life. Xiao Xingchen took the head into his mouth, sucking off all of the precum that was dripping out. Then, he took in all of Xue Yang. Xue Yang couldn’t help but gasp as he saw Xiao Xingchen’s head bobbing up and down, feeling that tongue glide up his dick as Xiao Xingchen sucked. Xue Yang didn’t try to hide his pleasure, letting out loud moans and thrusting into Xiao Xingchen’s mouth. Just when he thought he was going to cum, Xiao Xingchen pulled his mouth away completely with one hard suck. Xue Yang couldn’t stop a whimper from escaping his lips. Xiao Xingchen held onto the base of his cock and began sucking and biting his inner thighs. Then, he took one of Xue Yang’s balls into his mouth and gently sucked while slowly stroking his dick, which was still wet with saliva. Xue Yang could feel the pleasure once again building up in his lower abdomen.
“Xingchen please, I’m going to-” Xue Yang’s voice stopped when Xiao Xingchen once again put his mouth on Xue Yang’s dick and sucked, still stroking the base with his hand. Xue Yang couldn’t take it anymore and released into Xiao Xingchen’s mouth. He swallowed it all, licking his lips to make sure he didn’t miss a single drop. Xue Yang was out of breath, chest heaving. The restraints on his wrists and ankles were digging deeply into his skin, so close to drawing blood. Xiao Xingchen came up to give Xue Yang a heavy, wet kiss on the mouth.
“If I undo the retraints, do you promise to behave?” Xiao Xingchen asked in a low voice as he nuzzled into the crook of Xue Yang’s neck.
“Yes, God yes just let me touch you,” Xue Yang pleaded. Satisfied, Xiao Xingchen got up to undo the ropes, starting with his legs. Xue Yang already missed the heat of his body. When Xiao Xingchen got to the last one, he saw a small drop of blood rolling down Xue Yang’s wrist. He freed his wrist and, looking directly into Xue Yang’s eyes, lapped up the blood.
“There, now we’re even,” Xiao Xingchen said. Xue Yang laughed and, finally able to use his whole body, grabbed Xiao Xingchen by the waist, pulling him in so their bodies were flush against each other. Xiao Xingchen was completely hard and Xue Yang ground against him, feeling his own dick stiffening up again. They deftly removed each other’s clothing until they were both naked.
“Fuck me, Xiao Xingchen,” Xue Yang growled against his throat. Xiao Xingchen pulled his head up to plant a kiss on his lips before rolling over and opening the drawer in the nightstand. He retrieved a small bottle of lube and a condom. He handed the condom to Xue Yang, saying, “Suck me a bit before you put this on.”
Xue Yang happily obliged, kneeling down between Xiao Xingchen’s legs and gathering the spit in his mouth before giving him a sloppy blowjob. After a few minutes, Xiao Xingchen pulled Xue Yang back up to give him a soft peck on the cheek. It almost hurt how tenderly he was being handled by Xiao Xingchen. He reached down to roll the condom over Xiao Xingchen’s cock and Xiao Xingchen began to prepare Xue Yang to take him in with a lube-covered finger. He moved his finger in and out with a steady rhythm, all the while kissing Xue Yang anywhere he could.
“Ready for another?” Xiao Xingchen mumbled against his skin after a while. Xue Yang made a noise of affirmation and nodded. He kept the same rhythm and slowly began to add another finger. Xue Yang was begging for more, but Xiao Xingchen didn’t add the third until he felt Xue Yang relax. Xue Yang pushed Xiao Xingchen down onto his back so he could ride his fingers, craving the feeling of Xiao Xingchen inside him.
“I’m ready,” Xue Yang said. Xiao Xingchen nodded and positioned Xue Yang right over his pulsating cock. He slathered more lube onto it. As soon as Xiao Xingchen removed his fingers, Xue Yang sat right down on him.
“Oh my God, you feel so good,” Xiao Xingchen moaned. Xue Yang slowly began to move his body up and down, adjusting to Xiao Xingchen’s size.
“Is this okay?” Xiao Xingchen asked. Xue Yang grunted in agreement, picking up his pace. In fact, it was more than okay. It was the first time Xue Yang could remember that sex didn’t hurt. Sure, he enjoyed it before, but it was always accompanied by unspeakable pain brought on by not enough lube, not enough preparation, or both. Not that any of his partners cared. But this was different. All he felt was overwhelming pleasure.
Xiao Xingchen began to thrust upwards, moving in tandem with Xue Yang. He thrust deeper and deeper into him. Xue Yang’s legs were getting weak, so Xiao Xingchen pulled out and flipped them so Xue Yang was underneath him. He rolled him onto his stomach and pulled him up so he was on his knees. He rubbed the head of his cock against Xue Yang’s entrance before thrusting in again. Xue Yang was holding himself up on his elbows, but couldn’t bear it anymore and his face fell onto a pillow. His whole body would’ve collapsed if Xiao Xingchen didn’t have an arm wrapped around his waist. Xiao Xingchen continued to plow him into the bed, picking up the pace and his orgasm began to build. Xiao Xingchen spit into his hand and reached around to stroke Xue Yang’s cock in time with his thrusts. Xiao Xingchen came first, burying his dick deep into Xue Yang without slowing down the pace of his hand. Xue Yang came moments later, spasming with every thick rope of cum that shot out of him.
Finally, Xiao Xingchen pulled out and laid them both down on the bed. He pulled Xue Yang close to him, feeling his heart pounding against his chest. For a long time, neither of them spoke. They were both exhausted. Xiao Xingchen was the first to move, saying, “Let’s go get cleaned up.” Xue Yang nodded against his neck, but made no signs of getting up. Xiao Xingchen laughed into his hair, a light, melodic sound that Xue Yang wouldn’t mind hearing every day for the rest of his life. Xiao Xingchen untangled himself from Xue Yang to get up, much to Xue Yang’s dismay. That feeling was soon gone, as he felt Xiao Xingchen’s strong arms wrap around him and lift him out of the bed. He was carried into the bathroom and they cleaned each other up, sneaking soft kisses on each other wherever they could. When they had both settled back into bed, Xiao Xingchen gathered Xue Yang into his arms and started playing with his hair.
“Xiao Xingchen?” Xue Yang asked tentatively. Xiao Xingchen hummed in response.
“No hard feelings, right? I mean about me trying to kill you before. You know how it is in this world, someone has to do the dirty work and I-” Xiao Xingchen pulled Xue Yang into a deep kiss, stopping him from saying any more and answering him at the same time.