True Star 《巨星 》 Ju Xing
True Star Volume 1, Rebirth of the Superstar, Chapter 121: Self-help (3)
There was some itching and wetness on the chest.
Tang Feng's eyes fell on the top of the black hair of the man in front of his chest, a thin layer of water mist underneath the eyes of the struggling calmness for a long time, as a long time experienced actor, a person of his age has long ago dealt with things without fear and thick skin.
Well, it's not exactly skin and bones, it's just that he does get the occasional scene that requires nudity or intimacy, unless the actress asks to clear the scene, and most of the time you and your opponent are to perform lovingly intimate in bed, next to the cameraman with the camera, the Director sitting in a chair watching, and the crew of the lighting guy, the set crew, the radio guy, etc., you have to ignore them all.
Despite the fact that there were two men in black outside the door, at least there were no other spectators in the room, Tang Feng tried to clear his throat and let out a slightly shrill whimper as Su Qi Cheng bit his chest, and Su Qi Cheng kept stroking the man with his hands as if he was inspired.
In the beginning, showing weakness and pretending to be innocent is always useful. Tang Feng rubbed up Su Qi Cheng’s shoulders and back with both hands, and the two grabbed each other with some force, and Su Qi Cheng growled with pain in the back, like this normally well-dressed man who likes to pursue excitement more or less in private, you can grab him and bite him, he will not be angry but will feel very emotional.
This was something Fiennes-Tang had heard from people at many dinners while drinking, and there were those who occasionally wanted to invite him to some secret event, but Fiennes had pushed it away on the grounds that he was physically ill, and most of the beasts clad in human skin were fond of playing gentleman, expressing their concern for Fiennes as they understood.
Beasts are not scary, as long as you know how to communicate with them.
“Su Qi Cheng...” Tang Feng kept thinking of the other man’s name. A proud man disdain to bind a vulnerable person who had been drugged. Tang Feng was able to grasp Su Qi Cheng’s back with both hands. Began to move towards the latter's neck.
"I like it when you pronounce my name." Not in a hurry to get straight to the point, most people prefer to enjoy sweet foreplay when they're with a feel-good bedmate, Su Qi Cheng stood up straight and hugged the back of the man's head and kissed him again, lingering and slightly tender, a veteran of the battlefield of love.
"It's hard for me." With one hand on Su Qi Cheng's shoulder, the man's other hand kept kneading the other's neck, and underneath the seemingly flirtatious gesture hid a few small thoughts, and since he woke up he had started to try things he hadn't had a chance to learn before, horseback riding being one, and the Chinese Kung Fu Wingchun that he had been reciting for a long time.
Well, he hopes he had learnt it well.
"I'll get you comfortable soon enough." Buried between Tang Feng's neck, Su Qi Cheng nibbled on the man's shoulders and collarbone, the slippery tip of his tongue falling with precision and hot titillation, the effect of this titillation on the drug simply killed the man.
Biting his lower lip lightly, Tang Feng spread his legs and pinned Su Qi Cheng's waist, the easier it was to knock his opponent down when one was at their most relaxed time.
Rubbing the special parts of each other's pants together, this stimulus made Su Qi Cheng and Tang Feng gasp in surprise at the same time, a glimmer of firmness flashed in the men's eyes, this was the time.
The hand that gently stroked Su Qi Cheng's neck chop down, Tang Feng took the initiative to kiss Su Qi Cheng in an instant to block out the other's muffled grunts, Su Qi Cheng closed his eyes and slowly collapsed onto Tang Feng, who was covered in sweat, some from drugs, more from tension, he was an actor not some spy agent.
"Hoo - it seems that not only am I using psychology well, even my Wingchun has improved." His fist hurt a bit, Tang Feng shook off his hand and moved Su Qi Cheng off himself, he cautiously glanced towards the door, there was no sound, the two black-clad men at the door should not have noticed any movement in the room.
Glancing at Su Qi Cheng, who was knocked unconscious by himself, Tang Feng endured the physically unbearable drugs and dragged the man into the bathroom and into the bathtub, then tied the man's hands and feet with a belt, the tie was stuffed into Su Qi Cheng's mouth, by the time all this was done he was already sweating profusely.
~ True Star ~
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