Let Me Have One More Bite

[My next book, My Childhood Friend’s Little Brother Is Acting Strange, features a possessive, jealous younger top × a gentle, innocent older bottom. The blurb is below. Please add it to your favorites, dear readers!]

Sensitive little angel with an oral fixation × scheming, nasty, well-built top

Xu Zhike considered himself unbeatable when it came to self-control, but he couldn’t resist someone who was always wandering around in front of him with his shirt off.

He had a strange condition: whenever he felt anxious, he couldn’t help putting something in his mouth, and it had to be the kind of thing made for babies.

But ever since he saw Li Yuan’s impressive pectorals and enviable six-pack, the comfort object tucked under his pillow had become less and less effective at soothing his anxiety.

Xu Zhike’s glances at Li Yuan grew increasingly heated, and he found himself covering his mouth to swallow his saliva more and more often.

It was all Li Yuan’s fault for being so oblivious. Xu Zhike instinctively believed he was good at keeping his actions secret, and with no intention of doing anything beyond looking, he grew more and more brazen.

It wasn’t until he woke up one morning sprawled in the other man’s arms that he realized how serious things had become. He couldn’t bear to give up that feeling in his mouth.

Unable to satisfy his craving, Xu Zhike blushed scarlet, pulled a black card from his pocket, and stammered as he tried to convince the other man to let him take responsibility.

*

Li Yuan had always known his little roommate in the bed across from his was keeping a secret.

The curtains were always drawn tight, and whenever the boy looked at him, he seemed tongue-tied and troubled.

Then one night, Li Yuan lifted the curtain above the boy’s head and discovered the truth his little roommate had been hiding.

Li Yuan started doing sit-ups, push-ups, and dumbbell curls in the room...

Seeing Xu Zhike secretly watch him with a pleased little expression, thinking he had hidden it well, made Li Yuan itch with anticipation more and more.

But the sound of his little roommate swallowing was about to deafen him, and the boy still stayed curled up in his shell like a snail. Unable to wait any longer, Li Yuan took advantage of being drunk, carried him straight back to his own bed, and made the first move.

*

Xu Zhike smacked his lips out of habit. The smooth, soft, warm sensation made him stick out his tongue.

Suddenly, an arm tightened around his waist. His heart lurched, and he opened his eyes in a panic. A broad expanse of tanned skin and firm muscles made him dizzy and weak in the knees, especially that familiar, devastatingly handsome face he could have sketched from memory with his eyes closed.

What?!

Why was Li Yuan from his dream beneath him? He might have wanted to do it, but he’d never had the guts!

Xu Zhike stuck out his butt and tried to sneak away. A mocking laugh suddenly rang out above him.

“Trying to run?”

Xu Zhike slowly lowered his eyes.

The damp, mysterious stains on Li Yuan’s body seemed to accuse him, while those unreadable eyes stared straight at him.

Xu Zhike swallowed audibly, clumsily covered his mouth with one hand, and blushed as he stammered, “I... I... I’ll take responsibility!”

In his heart, he was kneeling and burning incense, praying frantically. He’d wanted to take responsibility for ages. Hurry up and say yes, sweetheart! I really want to take responsibility!

Reader’s guide:

1. They’re each other’s first love, cute and sweet. He teases, he laughs, and they heal each other in this sugary romance.

2. The writing is amateurish, and the focus is on sweetness. Please add it to your favorites. I promise not to abandon the story.

[Please add my next book, My Childhood Friend’s Little Brother Is Acting Strange, to your favorites!]

Possessive, jealous younger top × gentle, innocent older bottom

Xia Jialin had never thought he would fall for a man, much less get involved with his childhood friend’s little brother, and still be just as happy about it.

At his childhood friend’s request, Xia Jialin took in Zhao Xun, a young man who had just finished his college entrance exams and was about to start university. The boy was always gloomy and quiet. Unlike Zhao Jing, he had never been valued and was always forgotten.

But the boy was obedient and did whatever Xia Jialin said. One piece of candy was all it took for Xia Jialin to earn his shy smile. The tall Zhao Xun would always call him “big brother” in a quiet voice, and even when he was wronged, he would only stare stubbornly with red-rimmed eyes, saying nothing. Xia Jialin wished he could give the boy his whole heart.

But the more he gave, the more Zhao Xun’s gaze made the back of his neck prickle. His childhood friend Zhao Jing warned him, but Xia Jialin only grew angrier and treated Zhao Xun even more gently.

Until one drunken night, he somehow coaxed Zhao Xun into bed. After their reckless night together, Xia Jialin endured his aching waist and hurriedly comforted Zhao Xun, whose eyes were red, swearing he would treat him well for the rest of his life.

*

Zhao Xun was a liar, a practiced actor. He was especially obsessed with those clear, bright eyes, but Xia Jialin only smiled at his older brother.

He did everything he could to move into Xia Jialin’s home, gradually carving Zhao Jing out of Xia Jialin’s heart.

Xia Jialin was so softhearted. All it took was getting caught in the rain for him to dry Zhao Xun’s hair; one smile, and he would be dancing with joy.

Zhao Xun knew that as long as he played the victim, Xia Jialin would always be gentle with him. But Zhao Xun wanted everything Xia Jialin had.

Zhao Xun used every trick he could: acting cute, flirting, pretending to be well-behaved. They grew closer and closer, but Zhao Xun feared Xia Jialin would see through his act even as he longed for Xia Jialin to love every part of him.

He was selfish, vile, jealous, possessive, and utterly self-centered.

Zhao Xun began to test the waters...

*

At a certain place.

Zhao Xun gripped Zhao Jing by the throat, his expression cold and his tone mocking. “I’m warning you. Stay away from him.”

Zhao Jing’s face turned red as he struggled to reply, “Aren’t you afraid I’ll tell him?”

Zhao Xun raised an eyebrow and said arrogantly, “Big brother won’t believe you.”

Zhao Jing smiled coldly. “Come out, Xia Jialin.”

Zhao Xun’s pupils trembled slightly. He opened his mouth, then saw Xia Jialin hiding behind the door. Unable to believe it, he said, “Big brother.”

“You and him set me up?” Zhao Xun’s face went pale and strained. His expression grew increasingly panicked as his eyes met Xia Jialin’s cold gaze. “Big brother.”

Xia Jialin said nothing. With a jumble of feelings in his heart, he watched the boy’s fingertips tremble and let out a soft sigh. “Zhao Jing, just this once.”

He reached out and stroked Zhao Xun’s cheek, then quietly led him home, shoved him into a room, and let go when the boy got angry. He repeated the cycle again and again. At last, he turned cold, closed the door, and locked it. The punishment had only just begun...

Reader’s guide:

1. They’re each other’s first love, and this is a sweet story about healing one another. The bottom really is an angel, and the childhood friend is an innocent, straight man. The top is simply jealous.

2. The writing is amateurish, and the focus is on sweetness. Please add it to your favorites. I promise not to abandon the story.

3. Screenshot and record saved on 2024.12.02.

Theme: Love is written in the stars.