Yu Xi gasped as he landed atop him, startled. "Jian Ci—"
But Jian Ci wasn't done. With a swift motion, he flipped Yu Xi over, pinning him to the grass. Yu Xi blinked up at him, breath caught, heart racing.
Jian Ci grinned. He was trying to restrain his arms, his muscles twitching with anticipation, his breath shallow and eyes gleaming. Yu Xi watched him with a smirk tugging at his lips. "Are you trying to fight?"
Jian Ci's grin widened, wild and electric. "What, are you scared?"
He wasn't just teasing, he was brimming with testosterone, his need to conquer practically radiating off him. Yu Xi didn't flinch. He was ready for anything and so, they tussled.
Neither held back. Jian Ci twisted mid-fall, agile as ever, locking Yu Xi in a loose chokehold, his arm snug around Yu Xi's neck. "Got you," he said, breathless and triumphant.
