Everyone knows that Lin Luocheng, the lead dancer of a top-tier star boy group, and You Han, its youngest member, are sworn rivals.
No one knows that Lin Luocheng is a succubus who survives by feeding on human energy.
And You Han, the hormonal, younger wolf-dog, is the power bank with the longest-lasting charge.
Backstage, You Han leaned close to Lin Luocheng's ear, his voice mixed with ragged breaths. "Brother Cheng, during the performance just now... did you deliberately rub against my waist?"
Lin Luocheng caught his wrist behind his back, a bewitching flush spreading at the corners of his eyes. "Kid... if you keep going, this is going to be hard to rein in..."
"Same place tonight?" You Han asked, his gaze invasive.
Lin Luocheng scoffed and pushed him away, but when he turned and was alone, he licked the corner of his mouth. You Han's overly enthusiastic bite marks still lingered there.
In public, they rolled their eyes at each other just off camera and traded barbs in interviews.
In private, they were each other's closest energy-supply partners.
Their replenishment sessions were never gentle. You Han's kisses came with a biting force, his palms scorching like red-hot iron as he pinned Lin Luocheng against mirrors or equipment, "transferring energy" in a way that was almost like fighting.
Lin Luocheng panted as he fed, leaving scratches on You Han's shoulder. "...Are you a dog?"
"A wolf." You Han bit the tip of his ear. "I only gnaw on you, this stubborn bone."
They each got what they needed, and neither owed the other anything.
Until an accident interrupted a variety show shoot.
During a high-altitude game, Lin Luocheng's safety wire malfunctioned, sending him plunging down.
At the last second, You Han rushed over and broke his fall with his own body.
The cameras frantically captured this historic moment of reconciliation.
The ones whose hearts were tossed into a storm were not just all the fans, but the two stars themselves...
At last, You Han kicked open the door to Lin Luocheng's dorm and pinned him against it, fear and lingering fury churning in his eyes:
"Why, when you were falling..." He pressed the tip of his nose against Lin Luocheng's neck, his voice hoarse. "...did my fucking bones break, and all I could think was, 'Damn it, who's going to help you now?'"
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Theme: Love knows no limits