Xing Han's mind couldn't quite process what was happening.
Other than the fact that Nitocris was kissing him.
With tongue.
Xing Han's eyes naturally closed as Nitocris continued to explore the inner depth of his mouth with slow precision.
He could feel that slippery yet tender form going all over inside his mouth, capturing his own tongue and playing with it.
'Oh gosh,' XIng Han thought in a daze, 'Kyle had been so right. This type of kiss is so intense.'
Xing Han found himself melting, and if he hadn't been sitting down, he would surely have fallen down.
When Nitocris finally broke the kiss, Xing Han's slowly opened his eyes to stare wonderingly at Nitocris's dark eyes.
He found himself breathing quite hard, his heart beating rapidly inside his chest as if it was ready to burst out.
Parting his lips a bit, Xing Han managed to slowly gasp out, "Ni..Nit…"
"You were saying you wanted to know how to French kiss?" Nitocris slowly drawled, enjoying that glazed look on his puppy's face.
His own breathing was quite irregular, and Nitocris was mentally kicking himself in the head.
It had been hard enough to wait patiently by the side for his puppy to grow up before finally taking the steps to slowly woo him. But now … now that he had a taste of his puppy, it was getting to be really, really hard to just sit back and follow the plan.
It didn't help that his puppy was looking at him so mesmerized, and sitting there like he was some delectable meal ready to be eaten.
A flash of disappointment went through Xing Han's eyes upon hearing Nitocris's answer.
He blinked, then he nodded, swallowing a lump in his throat that he didn't know was there, "Oh, yeah. Right."
Nitocris caught that disappointed look and hope started building up in his heart.
He caught Xing Han's chin in his hands, forcing him to look at him, "Why? Did you hope for something more?"
Xing Han's eyes went wide open as he tried to shake his head. When that didn't work since Nitocris's grip was quite firm, he crossed his hands in front of his chest.
"No no no," Xing Han denied, avoiding Nitocris's eyes. To be specific, Nitocris's lips.
For some reason, Xing Han was feeling quite agitated and flustered to have Nitocris so close to him. He was also feeling upset that the sudden kiss had just been a lesson.
When Kyle did it, he had felt nothing. But when Nitocris did?
Is this what Kyle meant by the sensations produced from such intense kissing?
No wonder Kyle didn't want to teach him how to French kiss. It would have been so awkward afterwards.
Even now, Xing Han felt he was semi-hard, and that made him rather embarrassed. What would Nitocris think if he knew he had been kinda turned on by those skillful moves of his?!
There he was, being so nice and kind to teach him about French kissing since he was the one complaining … and yet, he was getting a reaction?!
How mortifying.
Nitocris saw all of the emotions fleeting through his beloved puppy's face.
How could he not know?
He had been observing his puppy for so long, and every minute expression was imprinted in his heart and mind.
Right now, he could tell that his puppy was feeling confused, upset, and …. His gaze fleeted over Xing Han's crotch.
The hope that was budding in his heart started sprouting more.
"Xing Han," Nitocris said seriously, as his lips brushed against Xing Han's lips, "There's something I need to tell you."
"Huh?" Xing Han replied, dazed as he felt those fleeting butterfly kissed on his own lips.
What was happening and why wasn't he resisting?
"I like you," Nitocris said, before he kissed Xing Han again.
Xing Han's mind went into overdrive as the words 'I like you' echoed in his mind over and over again while Nitocris continued plunging that delectable tongue of his inside his mouth.
Xing Han found himself putting his hands around Nitocris's head, and he returned the kiss. Clumsily at first, as he mimicked what Nitocirs was doing.
Soon, both were completely engrossed in the deep, sensual kiss that the entire world around them faded out.
Finally, Nitocris broke the kiss, both of them breathing heavily.
Nitocris cursed himself, and looked at his puppy, who was gasping and gulping his saliva while licking his lips.
"I'm sorry," Nitocris said with a sigh as he straightened up.
"Sorry? Sorry for what? For kissing me?" Xing Han demanded, feeling hurt and upset.
Nitocris ran his hand through his hair as he looked down at his angry puppy.
"Hardly," Nitocris said with a smile, "I've been wanting to kiss you for a very long time now."
Xing Han gulped.
"I am sorry for springing this on you," Nitocris said, looking suitably contrite, "I don't want to force my feelings on you … but I just lost it earlier. Hearing how Kyle kissed you made me … more upset than I ever thought possible."
"Oh, it's okay," Xing Han replied, feeling shy suddenly.
Taking Xing Han's hands in his own, Nitocris knelt down and looked intently at Xing Han, "Does this mean, I have a chance? I can woo you?"
Xing Han stared back at Nitocris. The seriousness and the deep love in his eyes were so plain to see now.
How come he had never seen it before?
How come seeing those feelings made his heart warm and he felt so happy?
Then, reality came crashing down on him.
Xing Han looked down, unable to look at Nitocris in the eyes.
"I'm sorry," Xing Han said, "You can't."
"Why?" Nitocris urged, gripping Xing Han's hands tighter.
He had seen that look in his puppy's eyes earlier. He had actually looked happy, as if he had some feelings for him as well.
Xing Han brought his face up and smiled sadly, "I'm getting married."
"WHAT?!"
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