"I missed you Feng Feng."
The call from the man, the stranger who was not a stranger, pulled on Xu Feng's heartstrings. The endearment, "Feng Feng," didn't escape him either.
There was a whirlwind of emotions stirring within Xu Feng— confusion, longing, and something deeper that he couldn't quite put into words. Whether he understood the entirety of their shared story or not, he knew one thing for certain: he felt for this man something more deep than simple awe or lust.
Though there was that as well. He was barely fighting to control the throbbing he felt in his belly and the heat between his legs. In the presence of this man, he felt he should feel full… between his legs, not just in his heart…
As the man said his name, Xu Feng felt his heart tighten, the pet name coaxing him to lose himself in the warmth of their connection. The look in the man's eyes ignited a primal urge within Xu Feng, a desire to offer himself completely to quench the other's hunger.
