Page 19 of Sinner
That didn’t sound like the type of thing an angry person said, but Nix still needed to be sure. He captured Yejun’s faceand pulled him in for a kiss, slamming his mouth over his hard enough to knock their teeth together.
He hardly noticed, though, too busy relishing the flick of Yejun’s answering tongue, and the heat igniting in his veins.
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Yejun was almost too afraid to breathe. Feared that by doing so, he’d wake and this would all be a sick dream. It’d been so long since he’d been allowed to touch like this, to taste…But the second Nix drove his tongue into his mouth, Yejun gasped and lost control.
His arms banded around Nix’s waist, tugging him in close as their mouths ravished one another. The heat coming from his body was enough to stave off the chill of the increasing storm, the rain coming down harder with each passing second. Despite that, Yejun found himself walking Nix backward, bringing them further out onto the patio until they were standing in the center.
There was a picnic table nearby, and it was tempting to toss him over it, to bend him across the surface and take him roughly across the grainy wood, but flashes of the coffee tablethat used to be inside—the one Yejun had destroyed recently—held him back.
He didn’t want Nix to be reminded of that atrocity.
He wanted to deserve this.
“Here?” It took all his willpower to ask the question, but without answering, Nix dragged him down to the solid, wet ground, never breaking the kiss. “Are you sure?”
“Shut up,” Nix growled, nipping at his bottom lip before he pulled back just enough to pull his shirt off over his head. Instead of tossing the fabric aside, he shoved it against Yejun’s chest, and when June frowned, made a sound of frustration. “Tie me up with it. Duh.”
“You want me to…?”
“What part of be rough with me didn’t you understand?” Nix moved onto his knees and held out his wrists, then seemed to think better and asked, “Do you want them behind me, or in front?”
“…Firebird…” That wasn’t Yejun’s style. “If you want to be tied up and forced, I can go get Lake or West for you.” He’d hate doing it, but he would. “You know I like it…softer.”
“You like to manipulate your lovers into desperation, you mean,” Nix called him out. “You didn’t have a problem with pinning me down that day.”
“That was different.”
“That’s what I want.”
He pursed his lips. “You want me to hurt you? Why?”
Nix dropped his gaze, and that was the first sign there was something not entirely right here.
Yejun sighed and forced himself to straighten, reaching out to tip Nix’s face back up with a single finger beneath his chin. “Talk to me, Firebird. Let me in.”
“I’m trying to.” He slapped his hand away. “You’re the one being stubborn.”
“I’m not talking about fucking.”
“Yeah, well, I am.”
Yejun had to be careful here. If he pushed too hard, he risked Nix changing his mind and leaving. They were so close to being intimate, just the two of them, and selfishly, he didn’t want to give that up.
But he also wouldn’t repeat what’d happened that day ever again.
“I really could have killed you,” he reminded.
“I know that.”
“Then why?”
“Aren’t you angry?”
Yejun frowned. “What do you mean?”
“I let Juri into your home. I—”
