Chapter 62
Feelings that came late arrived with overwhelming force, as if one were traveling across the sea. Fu Jingqiu silently watched the waves surging toward him, vast enough to blot out the sky and sun, capable of capsizing his little boat in an instant.
But he only watched. He had no intention of struggling or resisting.
Because the moment he saw it, Fu Jingqiu understood that he was, in truth, perfectly willing.
Fortunately, Jiang Qingyu had patiently given him enough time, waiting for Fu Jingqiu to step out from the cabin of his little boat and personally see the wave that was enough to drown him.
Jiang Qingyu seemed to have once called him a block of wood.
But wood, as long as it touched the tiniest spark, would quickly burn.
No one could refuse being loved by the person they liked. Naturally, Jiang Qingyu could not either.
Hearing Fu Jingqiu say this, he gave a small nasal hum. In truth, he was quite happy. Using the darkness as cover, he clung to Fu Jingqiu’s arm and mumbled something unclear. The other man did not hear him and lowered his head closer, his cheek almost touching Jiang Qingyu’s.
Only, Fu Jingqiu did not get his answer. Jiang Qingyu fumbled his way up and kissed him, entirely without technique. It could even be called random nuzzling. His breathing was heavy as he kissed Fu Jingqiu’s cheek and the corner of his lips again and again, rubbing here and there like a kitten sniffing someone.
The hand around his waist tightened unconsciously. The air grew thin, making it hard for Fu Jingqiu to tell what exactly was making him unable to breathe. His body tensed as he let Jiang Qingyu kiss him in this childish, play-house way, almost unable to control the urge to press him down.
Only after Jiang Qingyu tired himself out from kissing did Fu Jingqiu take the initiative back from his hands. He copied Jiang Qingyu’s way of kissing, holding his face and kissing him little by little, very carefully. It made Jiang Qingyu dazed, almost unable to think normally anymore. His breath was filled with Fu Jingqiu’s scent. Their knees pressed against each other. He held Fu Jingqiu’s arm, while Fu Jingqiu held his shoulders and back. They were inseparable.
The sound of snow falling seemed to be right by their ears. In truth, the two of them like this could also be considered lying beneath the sky and earth.
But Jiang Qingyu could not think of anywhere safer than here. He was not very good at expressing himself. Even when confessing, he mostly hinted, dry and awkward, with no moving sweet words. But like this, with Fu Jingqiu like this, he really liked it.
So, copying the other man, he wrapped his arms around him tightly.
When he closed his eyes and accepted those kisses, he seemed to hear Fu Jingqiu murmur a thank you, and his eyes immediately opened again.
He really did not like hearing that.
So when Fu Jingqiu kissed his lips, Jiang Qingyu bit him without any hesitation.
Fu Jingqiu accepted it completely.
At times like this, Jiang Qingyu had always been very shy. He was the typical kind who was fierce with his mouth, but once things really got serious, he lost all momentum. It was already something to thank heaven for if he did not flee at the last moment.
Today, he was so cooperative and proactive. Although green and unskilled, he still wrapped his arms around Fu Jingqiu’s neck and tried hard to respond. His hands and feet softened, and he almost let himself be handled completely, turning into a warm, soft fish.
With such intimacy, there was almost no distance or barrier between them. It was inevitable that Jiang Qingyu would be stirred. Fu Jingqiu quickly noticed and let him feel the thin calluses on his palm, while lowering his head to kiss the shell of his ear. They exchanged breaths with each other.
Although this was not the first time, Jiang Qingyu still reflexively wanted to hide. Fu Jingqiu’s embrace was like a dense net, gently binding him within it, making it difficult to break free.
He was unhurried and took good care of every place.
His wrist was steady, his palm hot, and even his breathing grew damp along with it.
They pressed tightly together, feeling each other.
Fu Jingqiu’s palm really was very large, large enough to take full control.
Jiang Qingyu felt like he was a fish that had to float to the surface on a rainy day, opening his mouth and struggling to breathe. The lake water he relied on to survive instead made him feel suffocated. He had to keep arching his waist and sending himself toward the surface before the restlessness inside him could ease even slightly.
At this moment, every sensation was magnified to the utmost. Tonight’s snow was urgent, rushing eagerly toward the ground, painting the whole world white. Jiang Qingyu felt slightly dizzy looking at it, almost about to fall into this pure white dream.
The scent seeped into the lines of his skin. Had Fu Jingqiu used his body wash tonight? Or was it because of something else? The scent on both of them seemed to have become exactly the same.
Jiang Qingyu was held as he lay on Fu Jingqiu, lowering his head to bury it in the hollow of Fu Jingqiu’s neck. Both their hearts were beating very fast, striking in rhythm through their chests.
[For review clarity: they are only hugging.]
He had only just recovered for a while, but Fu Jingqiu was different.
Jiang Qingyu: “…” This still isn’t over!
He scrambled to get up, but Fu Jingqiu held him down. A low voice coaxed beside his ear, “Just stay still for a while and it’ll be fine.”
It’ll be fine? He did not believe that!
But if he struggled, he would inevitably touch him again, which would instead fulfill Fu Jingqiu’s wishes. He was truly stuck between a rock and a hard place.
Jiang Qingyu’s face reddened. He only felt that the heating was too effective. The down quilt had also been kicked aside. Thank heaven, Meimei and Tangyuan had both been sleeping in the living room these past two days. Ever since he had told Fu Jingqiu about the space, the living room was also heated as usual at night, saving them the trouble of turning it on and off. If Meimei wanted to wander around at night, there was also enough space.
Otherwise, right now he would want to find a hole and crawl inside, never to come out.
Dragging it out like this was only wasting time. It was hard to say that Jiang Qingyu did not have any thoughts now. Since the other party had helped him just now, then returning the favor would be…
He straightened up slightly, trying to sit properly. His pajamas were wrinkled. Through the fabric, it was like a little fish flicking its tail, splashing in the water again and again.
But this time took even longer.
Long enough that Jiang Qingyu’s thoughts wandered again, brushing against him.
And so there was another round.
The RV was covered by tonight’s heavy snow.
After switching to snow tires, Jiang Qingyu had simply modified the vehicle. Now, getting into the vehicle required climbing two steps. There was absolutely no chance of it getting trapped in snow and unable to drive out. It also looked more freeze-resistant.
Though their vehicle had no risk of being frozen to the point of not starting no matter what. The last reward had been an upgrade for exactly this.
Everything around them was quiet. Only their breathing and heartbeats were especially clear in the deep night. Jiang Qingyu rested his head against Fu Jingqiu’s chest and calmed his breathing. Fu Jingqiu combed his fingers through his hair again and again, his movements very gentle.
At some point, his pajamas had wandered off. Their skin pressed together. The feeling in Fu Jingqiu’s arms was like a piece of warm jade, as delicate as silk, making Fu Jingqiu afraid that his rough palms would snag it.
This time, he absolutely had to call a stop. Otherwise, Jiang Qingyu feared he might fall asleep just like this. Fu Jingqiu wanted to carry him to the bathroom. Jiang Qingyu wanted to refuse, but he did not even have the strength to get up. His whole body was lazy and limp, as if his fish bones had been pulled out.
In the end, he was still carried to the bathroom.
As the hot water soothed his body, his mind also relaxed. They were so honest with each other that they could not be any more honest. Jiang Qingyu narrowed his eyes. This was his first time seeing Fu Jingqiu’s body so clearly and from such a close distance, with nothing concealed.
Before, he had not paid much attention, only focusing on admiring the muscle lines and beautiful physique. Now that he was looking carefully, he realized there were actually many scars on Fu Jingqiu’s body, some shallow and some deep. They had slowly faded with time and could only be seen as pale marks where the skin had once split open if one pressed hard on both sides of the scar.
Jiang Qingyu could not help reaching out to touch the most obvious one and asked him, “Did it hurt?”
Fu Jingqiu said, “It was actually all right. Only occasionally, when it’s touched, there’s phantom pain.”
He had always been honest in front of Jiang Qingyu.
Jiang Qingyu said, “Then with so many old injuries, wouldn’t it be awful every time you get phantom pain?”
Fu Jingqiu said, “It’s not that exaggerated. Only occasionally. Very occasionally.”
The serratus muscles on both sides of his lower abdomen were very tight, like lines carved out bit by bit with a knife. In contrast, Jiang Qingyu’s own waist muscles were also firm and resilient, but he only had those V-lines that drew inward from his hips. Thin muscle appeared faintly, not nearly as obvious.
Looking farther down would become a little inappropriate for minors, so he tried his best to keep his gaze from drifting and only stared at Fu Jingqiu’s face.
But clearly, the other party had no such reservations. It could even be called unrestrained. Under the misty light, he admired him freely.
Water mist filled the air, constantly splashing from one person’s shoulder to the other’s chest. It was as if a thin veil separated them. Their skin flushed red from the hot water. Jiang Qingyu’s skin was pale, like new plum blossoms against white snow, making it even more obvious.
He could not quite bear Fu Jingqiu’s gaze and instinctively wanted to turn his back to avoid the other man’s eyes. Unexpectedly, this could not block anything at all. The scorching gaze traveled down from the back of his neck, leaving marks of varying depth on the thin layer of skin and flesh.
[For review clarity: he is only looking.]
Fu Jingqiu held his waist and pulled Jiang Qingyu into his arms from behind.
Jiang Qingyu refused.
But Fu Jingqiu said, “I want to help you.”
How could he be a match for Fu Jingqiu? Losing was only a matter of time. Back in the bedroom, he had been in a hurry to come wash up and sleep well, but had forgotten that this kind of environment was actually even more dangerous.
He lowered his head to look and felt a little horrified.
Jiang Qingyu said indignantly, “Can’t you settle down a little?”
Although he said that, he did not move away.
The heartbeat pressed against his back, steady and powerful again and again. Fu Jingqiu lowered his head and bit the skin at the back of his neck, making Jiang Qingyu’s imagination run wild for a moment. He thought of certain settings in certain kinds of novels and felt his scalp tingle.
Large palms really did have an advantage. Jiang Qingyu was slender, and exploring did not take much effort. Fu Jingqiu was very meticulous. Using body wash as an excuse, he washed the fish very clean, not missing a single corner.
Jiang Qingyu closed his eyes and played dead, allowing himself to be handled for a while. Covered in fragrant bubbles, he was pulled under the shower to rinse. Strong arms held him, and even if he fell asleep right there in the shower, it would not matter. After all, someone behind him was supporting him.
This was the third time.
The scent of the body wash could not cover the scent of them both. Even though they had not yet reached that step, Jiang Qingyu still felt as if he had been put through quite a lot. Fu Jingqiu did not have any special tricks. It was a very simple way of touching, yet Jiang Qingyu found it difficult to withstand.
The tingling numbness left by thin calluses scraping over his skin remained clear even after they left the shower. After coming out of the bathroom, the bed still had to be tidied, but he did not need to do it himself. Jiang Qingyu leaned by the bed in a daze for a while, watching Fu Jingqiu make the bed, and suddenly really wanted to lie on him.
He thought that, and he really did stick to him. His whole body pressed against Fu Jingqiu’s back, arms wrapping around him. Fu Jingqiu’s movements paused. He turned his face slightly and pressed his cheek against Jiang Qingyu’s, his tone very gentle. “What’s wrong?”
Jiang Qingyu spoke in a rough voice, like a bandit, even climbing onto him with both hands and feet. “I just want to lie on you for a bit. So what? I can’t?”
