Glutinous Rice Candy

A sincere, flirtatious gaming addict bottom × a straightforward, love-ignorant playboy top

One-on-one, HE

1.

Tang Zhe was a playboy, and a gentlemanly one at that.

Even his partners had to meet certain standards: they had to be attractive, elegant socialites. They each got what they wanted, then parted after one night. That was only right.

He was practically a titanium-alloy straight man.

Until a young guy pinned him to the bed, kissed him, and got kissed back.

He fell into deep thought: What the hell is going on?

At the time:

After Wang Yao had kissed him to his heart's content, he lifted his dazed eyes and stared at him. "Tang Zhe, would you try liking me?"

Tang Zhe asked, baffled, "Kid, was that your first kiss?"

Before Wang Yao could answer, Tang Zhe clicked his tongue. "Your technique needs work." Then he smiled. "Want Teacher Tang to show you how?"

Teacher Tang reached out and gently pressed a hand to the back of his head. With a little force, he pulled Wang Yao toward him.

Then he started kissing him again.

2.

Wang Yao had liked Tang Zhe for years, from a confused, impulsive crush to feelings he could barely control.

He'd turned his unrequited love into a full-on spy mission.

He was always wearing a ghillie suit, staying hidden. His secret crush was as secret as could be.

Until Tang Zhe got him drunk.

At the time:

Wang Yao nervously swallowed. "T-Tang... Tang... Tang..."

Tang Zhe's eyes crinkled with a captivating smile. "Why are you stuttering?"

Then, with things at the point of no return, he suddenly asked in a husky voice by Wang Yao's ear, "Kid, how old are you?"

Wang Yao let out a near-whimper, mumbling, "Twenty-three."

"Good." He was an adult.

Theme: Never giving up love or freedom.