394: 7.84 Let Me Do This

7.84 Let Me Do This

Click. The turn of lock was akin to thunderclap amidst the silence.

Moshe's bedroom was mainly dominated by black. Black walls, black mattress, black pillow cases, black blanket, even the couch was black. One side of the wall had been planted with a floor to ceiling window and the curtain was drawn shut — at least it was soft gray in color. 

Instead of giving off a gloomy and oppressive feeling, the bedroom seemed cozy and… intimate. The small touch of clutter — the wrinkled blanket, the haphazardly placed things on top of the table and the bean bags on the side of the window where several stacks of books surrounded it — somehow managed to give it a touch of life. 

He could almost picture how Moshe would read his favourite book whilst lounging on the bean bag on a rainy day, accompanied by a cup of steaming coffee and soft music. A deep ache echoed deep within Lu Yizhou's soul. Oh, how he yearned to have that kind of peaceful, domestic life with Moshe…

Could they achieve that… in this world?

When Lu Yizhou finished taking in the entirety of Moshe's room and trailed his gaze back to the man, he found Moshe already taking off his suit jacket and casually threw it on top of the bedroom bench.

"You never told me you like reading," Lu Yizhou said softly to break the peaceful silence.

Moshe threw him a confused look. But when he realized the line of Lu Yizhou's sight, he merely shrugged. "Well yeah, it's a nice thing to do when you finally take a break from work once in a while."

That sentence once again reminded Lu Yizhou of how Moshe had never had a normal childhood. Born as the heir of a mafia empire, trained to be a competent leader from a young age, and finally… to shoulder such a huge legacy at the tender age of eighteen. Let alone making a friend, he already had to be wary of whom he got close to, whether they were friend or foe, and whether they could benefit him or not…

Despite having Kaede by his side, the man was still a subordinate after all. In front of him, Moshe would always have a reputation and image to uphold, unable to let himself free no matter how exhausted he was.

The calculation, scheme and future scenarios ran inside his mind nonstop. It was no wonder how he had become such a paranoid man. 

Exactly how did he grow up to be such a steadfast, principled, respectful and reliable man with that thorny upbringing? 

Lu Yizhou was suddenly filled with so much affection that it was going to burst out of its seams, squeezing his heart in a vice grip and rendering him out of breath. His chest felt too small, his skin too tight and his tongue too heavy… unable to fully contain the overwhelming love he had for this man. 

Oh, how he wished he could say how proud he was of his lover but then, this body was currently three years younger than Moshe. Wouldn't it be strange if he suddenly blurted out such a sentence?

Lu Yizhou let out a quiet sigh. Seriously… Moshe was going to run away if he knew the sheer intensity of Lu Yizhou's feelings for him. The man had barely accepted his confession, had finally begun to tolerate Lu Yizhou's presence by his side and the last thing Lu Yizhou wanted to do was to scare him away. Thus he forcibly restrained all the soft sappy words he was going to say, shoved it into a box and locked it twice before throwing it to the far depth of his mind. 

"Well," he chimed in a light tone, albeit all he wanted to do was to get down on one knee and propose. "You can ask me to join you next time rather than doing it alone."

Moshe hummed absentmindedly as he unclasped his cufflinks. "Maybe next time…"

Moshe might never realize the extent of Lu Yizhou's love for him but it did not mean that Lu Yizhou couldn't do something subtle to portray it. He crossed the room and reached Moshe in a few large strides. Then he pried Moshe's hands away and took over the work, taking off his diamond cuffs and placing them on the table.

Peering up at Moshe through his lashes, Lu Yizhou sensed the thick shadow of fatigue hanging over Moshe's eyes. He asked softly, heart aching in distress. "What do you want to do, Moshe?"

"I…" Moshe blinked, seemingly at a loss. "I don't…"

"You will need a warm, relaxing bath after a long day. How about I draw one for you?"

The lines on Moshe's shoulders loosened at not having to make a decision. "Hmm," he offered a small, tired smile. "That sounds nice."

Smiling, Lu Yizhou leaned in to drop a kiss on his forehead. He then maneuvered Moshe backward until the man sat down on the bed. Lu Yizhou hesitated for a split second before he decided to fuck it all and carded his fingers through Moshe's long silky locks, gently pulling off his hair tie and letting his hair fall to his waist. His eyes were immensely gentle when Moshe instinctively leaned into the touch, his dark lashes fluttering closed. 

Lu Yizhou told him in a low murmur, "Please wait a moment, okay? You may doze off if you want to. I will carry you to the bathtub later."

Moshe scoffed in disdain. "What do you think I am? A three-years-old child?"

Even though he said that, when Lu Yizhou came out of the steaming bathroom a few minutes later, he found Moshe with his head drooping, eyes blinking sleepily in daze. Lu Yizhou halted on his tracks and allowed himself a second to take in the sight of Moshe's vulnerability, tucking it safely into the core of his heart. 

"Come on," he did not coo, but that was a near thing. Moshe looked so adorable when he was all soft like this. He brought one of Moshe's arm around his shoulder while he hooked his arm under Moshe's knees, carrying the man up in relative ease. "Sssh," he hushed softly when Moshe wriggled in his arms. "It's alright. Just… let me do this for you, okay?"

Moshe let out a huff of protest but ended up leaning closer into Lu Yizhou, eliciting a small affectionate smile from the latter. 

Mist was billowing inside the bathroom by the time they went in and the air was suffused with the sweet scent of the bath bomb Lu Yizhou had dropped in the water earlier, making it look all creamy and fragrant.

Lu Yizhou slowly put Moshe down on the cabinet sink. His smile deepened when a grunt of protest escaped Moshe's lips at the lack of warmth. Then he propped his arms by Moshe's side and stared deep into his eyes. "Do you want me to leave you alone so you can have your own peaceful time or do you want me to take care of everything?"

"Whatever," Moshe mumbled grumpily. "I don't want to move."

Lu Yizhou chuckled. "Okay, the second choice that is." 

The atmosphere that shrouded them was completely tranquil and harmonious. Lu Yizhou deftly unbuttoned Moshe's shirt one by one and slipped it out through his arms. All the while, Moshe remained still like a beautiful jade doll, only his occasional blinking and the regular rhythm of his chest disclosed the fact that he was a real living human. 

Lu Yizhou tried not to let his eyes linger too long on the tattoo on Moshe's body and God… he ought to receive an award for the amount of restrain he was holding himself back with. 

In front of him was his lover, looking so cuddly, beautiful, warm and pliant… yet also so sad, vulnerable and lonely. The wish to let Moshe have a relaxing time rapidly snubbed out any root of improper thoughts before they could even form in his mind. 

Lu Yizhou's hands were careful, almost reverent as he kneeled down to take off Moshe's shoes, trousers and boxers, until finally the man was wholly bare in front of him. It was as if Lu Yizhou was not only undressing Moshe, but he was also peeling off Moshe's hard, impenetrable shell to finally see the soft bruised flesh hiding underneath.

A burst of warmth and tenderness overwhelmed him as he once again lifted Moshe up only to place him down to the bathtub. Moshe sank to his chin almost immediately as the water cocooned him from all sides. He tilted his head back and sighed audibly, the tension of the day gradually being washed away. 

"How is it?" Lu Yizhou tucked his hair behind his ear. "Good?"

"Hmm… perfect." A small smile curled on the corner of Moshe's alluring lips.

Honestly, Lu Yizhou was confident in his ability to draw the perfect bath for his lover — had had too much experience in the past to know that he wouldn't be wrong. Allowing himself one second to pat himself on the back, he rolled up his sleeves and began to work. He lathered Moshe's hair with shampoo, smeared his body with body wash and ended it with a shoulder massage to loosen the knot on his muscles.

As his fingers did their wonder, Moshe often let out little sounds and moans that would have definitely driven Lu Yizhou insane if his mind had not attained enlightenment. "Hmm… yes. Oh, there… hnnn it feels so good…" Moshe turned sideways to give him a sleepy yet suspicious look. With pink flush dusted across his cheek, wet lashes and the damp strands of hair that were sticking to his face, he looked like a gorgeous water nymph. One watery glance was enough to hook anyone's soul, so utterly breathtaking that it took Lu Yizhou's breath away. "How the hell are you so good at this?"

Lu Yizhou swallowed thickly and nudged Moshe's cheek to the front. Damn it, hold yourself together, Lu Yizhou! Just because he was so gorgeous did not mean that you could ravage him whenever you like! "Of course it's because I want to give my best for Master's comfort." 

Moshe knew it was bullshit, of course, but before he could say anything, Lu Yizhou pressed on a particularly sore spot on his spine and he melted into a puddle of goo soon afterward. 

"Tilt your head to the back," Lu Yizhou rasped in a hoarse voice. When he did, Lu Yizhou carefully rinsed the soap off Moshe's hair and body and drained the water from the tub at the same time, even though once in a while his eyes would drift to the captivating sight of Moshe's parted lips and the teasing dip of his collarbones. His gum itched with the urge to lap the rivulets of water away from his lover's flushed skin. 

"Alright." Never before had Lu Yizhou felt so relieved at distancing himself from his lover. If he stayed one second longer, he might break something — most likely the bathtub. "You're done." 

Moshe hummed and when he raised himself from the tub, Lu Yizhou's eyes subconsciously trailed the path of water cascading down his naked body. How could Moshe be more beautiful the more Lu Yizhou looked at him? It was truly unfair. He grumbled inwardly while his eyes kept going down and down… and he almost choked on his breath when he caught sight of Moshe's half-hard cock between thighs, flushed in a gorgeous pink with the gleam of his piercings that reflected off light. 

"What?" Moshe's expression did not even falter as he climbed out of the tub. "Can't I react from feeling good? Now that I mention it, I remember we have a promise of 'tonight' but…"

"I know." Lu Yizhou forced the words out of his parched throat, ignoring the obvious swell of his own erection. "I understand."

"You do…?" Moshe's eyes flicked down to sweep around the area of Lu Yizhou's abdomen, lips curling into a lopsided grin. 

Proudly, he sauntered forward and draped his arms around Lu Yizhou's shoulders, his spine arching into a graceful line, showing off the curve of his supple ass. The puff of his breath brushed against Lu Yizhou's neck and jaw… oh so teasingly that Lu Yizhou's mind crashed down in that split second. His entire body tensed up like someone had just electrocuted him, arms hanging stiffly on his side, uncertain on how to act. 

Moshe's wet body was plastered to him and the sweet warmth he exuded made Lu Yizhou's head spin dizzily as if he had just downed a bottle of vodka. Lu Yizhou wanted— no, he shouldn't. Let alone touch, he shouldn't even look or else he would really snap and sink his teeth on Moshe's flesh right here and now!

Alas, like the tease he was, Moshe craned his head up to whisper heatedly into Lu Yizhou's ear. His voice was so sultry that Lu Yizhou's blood rapidly rushed south, but what he said was, "I would really like to fuck you… or let you fuck me, whatever. But not today… I am not in the mood right now, do you hear me? Certainly, you can wait for a day…" Then, as though he was the personification of the devil himself, existing with the sole purpose to break every single one of Lu Yizhou's restraints, he trailed one finger down the line of Lu Yizhou's spine and singsong-ed. "Right… ba-by?"

"Mn…" Lu Yizhou screwed his eyes shut and counted to three before opening them again. For fuck's sake… Moshe was really the bane of his existence. But now that he had clearly voiced his reluctance, how could Lu Yizhou not comply? Even if this was in the middle of their intercourse, Lu Yizhou would still stop if Moshe (seriously) told him to. The flame of passion was shoved to the back, masked by the boundless tenderness that oozed out of his eyes in waves. "Of course. After all, I am very good at waiting."

"Good." Moshe grinned in satisfaction and pecked the corner of his lips lightly. "I will wait for you outside so… don't take too long to finish your business here." After saying that, he snatched the bath robe on the hanger and strolled out leisurely as if he had not just given Lu Yizhou the biggest blue balls of his life.

Bereft of his lover's warmth, the haze in Lu Yizhou's mind rapidly cleared up. He eyed his bulging erection with utter disdain and deliberately used icy cold water to will it down. Lu Yizhou only spent a few minutes in a quick shower before he came out, clad in a spare bathrobe that smelled like Moshe. Actually, his whole body smelled like Moshe and somehow, it gave him contentment like nothing ever did before.

As soon as he took in the sight of the bedroom, Lu Yizhou froze in his tracks.

Moshe had already lay on the bed and… he was leaving the right side of the bed for Lu Yizhou. For a split second, a very powerful deja vu overcame him and Lu Yizhou shook his head, helpless and fond at the same time. No matter what, Moshe was still another piece of his lover. They had always been one and the same, so it was no wonder that some of their habits would be brought here.

"C'mere…" Moshe's murmur drifted out as he patted the space beside him. "What are you waiting for?" 

Lu Yizhou shucked the robe off and climbed onto the bed naked. When he settled down, Moshe instantly gravitated toward him and pressed close to his side, sighing in content at the warmth of the skin-to-skin contact. He placed his palm right above Lu Yizhou's beating heart, saying in a quiet voice, "This is the first time I have ever shared my bed with someone else. Unexpectedly… it doesn't feel too bad."

Lu Yizhou couldn't help turning to his side so he could wrap his arms around Moshe's waist. Under the blanket, their legs tangled together. Both of them were half-hard and the near zero distance caused them to be able to feel each other clearly, yet no one moved to address the elephant in the room. Lu Yizhou made himself content by snuggling his cheek against Moshe's crown and took in his scent deeply. "It's okay," he whispered. "You will get used to this very soon."

Moshe chuckled. "Is this a request to invite yourself into my bed again?"2

"That's right." Lu Yizhou admitted with all honesty. "From today, tomorrow and the days after that… I want to be the one to hug you to sleep. Can I…?"

"That's a very bold request coming from you." Moshe sounded positively amused. "What if I refuse?"

Lu Yizhou let out an exaggerated sigh. "Then I will have no choice but to break in after you have fallen asleep."

Moshe's shoulders shook in quiet laughter and he swatted Lu Yizhou's bicep playfully. "Who gives you permission to be funny huh? Right, I suddenly recalled you had something to say in the car back then." He pulled away slightly to peer up at Lu Yizhou. "What is it?"

Right, there was still the problem with Zion he hadn't told Moshe yet. Alas, as Lu Yizhou caught sight of the bruise under Moshe's eyes and how he desperately tried to keep his eyes open, how could his heart bear to engage Moshe in a heavy discussion? 

"Later." Before Moshe could protest, Lu Yizhou planted a soft kiss on his eyelids, one by one. He heard the little hitch on Moshe's breath and smiled softly. "I swear I will tell you after you wake up. So take a good rest first, sweetheart."

When Lu Yizhou caressed his hair, his eyelids rapidly started to droop and his lashes fluttered close. Nonetheless, the grip he had around Lu Yizhou was alarmingly strong. "If I don't… find you here when I wake up…"

"You will." Lu Yizhou answered in a reassuring murmur. "I will be the first thing you see when you wake up so… sleep well, Moshe." 

Moshe let out a small grunt and then his breathing slowly grew long and even, his entire body growing lax against Lu Yizhou. 

Lu Yizhou spent the whole time just like that, stroking Moshe's hair and making sure that he was sleeping deeply. A soft smile graced upon his lips when he saw how soft and open Moshe's sleeping face was. He couldn't resist planting a kiss on his lips. "No matter what, you will not be able to get rid of me even if you kick me out, my love."

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A/N: I would like to apologize in advance because the word count of each chapter will go up starting from this chapter (3k) until the end of the arc QAQ this is the curse of every ending so don't be shocked if the price suddenly escalate, okay? 

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