(This event happened when JJ was twenty-four years old.)

 

"Uh, ah, J... um... aren't you going too far?"

 

"Don't make any noise, someone might hear."

 

"Fuck"

 

Jinn bit his lip until it almost bled, trying to swallow all the moans back down his throat, not letting a single sound escape. Amidst the people walking by, who would know that inside the temporary room of the up-and-coming designer, the two occupants were engaged in a passionate and private affair that no one could ever know about?

 

Jerome knelt behind his lover, his handsome face nestled perfectly between the firm, muscular buttocks. Both hands gently separated the rounded mounds before he traced the tip of his tongue over the slightly parted, rosy opening, allowing his playful tongue to explore. At the same time, the lover struggled to suppress his moans easily.

 

The passageway, just used this morning, was still soft and supple. The entrance was wet with the lovers' saliva, and the sounds of their kissing were enough to make the listener's face burn. It wasn't that they'd never been treated like this before, but here and now, it was completely different.

 

"So soft. Your body's used to it, Jinn," the hoarse voice of the person slowly stroking their fingers inside another's private area whispered.

 

Jinn wanted to curse so badly, thinking that it had been four years since the other person had treated him like this, and it would be hard not to get used to it. But he didn't want to open his mouth for fear of losing his temper.

 

Jerome unzipped his pants and pulled out his large penis to be seen by the world. His tongue continued to delve deep inside, licking the love channel to make it as wet as possible, before he stood up and slowly pushed his hard, moist, sticky shaft into that burning hot area.

 

Separately, Jinn clenched his fists tightly. The muscles throughout his body tensed, twitched, and trembled slightly, not from pain, but from a mixture of pleasure and excitement.

 

They're currently at a fashion show. Yes, a runway show featuring their own brand. But after their own fashion house's show, the two designers mysteriously disappear without a trace, leaving their personal secretaries to handle the clients, which is quite suspicious temporarily.

 

"Ah, damn, even though we just did it, your ass is still so tight," Jerome, who had thrust his giant snake all the way into the other person's anus, murmured teasingly. His rosy lips kissed and licked the neck and cheek of the person who was facing away from him. Their heights weren't that different, so the young man simply stood and moved his hips without having to bend down at all.

 

"What the hell is wrong with you? Suddenly you're horny. Ssssh... Ah!" The speaker's toes curled as the wicked shaft moved, thrusting in slowly, yet hitting the erogenous zone every time.

 

“Just seeing you standing in the middle of the stage in the outfit you designed, everyone’s eyes on you with admiration, your smiles, your confidence… I’m so happy to see you like this. Suddenly, I have a feeling this might not be real,” Jerome nuzzled his face against his lover’s neck, murmuring, his voice trembling with a mixture of joy and sadness.

 

Jinn paused for a moment before reaching behind and gently stroking the sensitive person's well-styled hair.

 

"Seriously, things aren't the same as they were then. You can help me now, Jay. So, what you should do now is finish me off before anyone else gets suspicious, okay?" The one being penetrated teased, not wanting the other to dwell on the past, a past that had already happened a lifetime ago and would never happen again.

 

“That’s right. I guess I’ll get used to seeing this. You’re so good,” Jerome moved his hips in and out slowly at first, then quickened the pace, but not so violently that their bodies slammed together too much, for fear that the sounds of their lewd activity would carry outside. He wasn’t sure how soundproof the room was, and he didn’t want to risk it.

 

"Yeah, I'm really good. Ah, Jay," Jinn leaned one arm against the wall while gently stroking his own penis with the other.

 

Jerome turned slightly to the left before his eyes lit up. His large hand grasped his lover's strong body, turning him slightly in that direction, before lifting one of Jinn’s legs and placing it on the glass table. Now, Jinn was standing on only one leg.

 

"Haha, you bastard," Jinn chuckled softly but didn't say anything. His sharp, reddened eyes, filled with intense emotion, met his own reflection in the mirror, gazing at that sexy expression with a mischievous look.

 

Wow, that expression on his face while getting pounded is pretty exciting, isn't it? No wonder someone couldn't stop staring.

 

Jerome looked at the one who didn't say a word but joined in his mischievous game with affection. Jinn, full of life and cheekiness, made Jerome's heart pound wildly. His sweet eyes, now burning with lust, watched as the other's body swayed with each thrust. Jinn was still fully clothed, his hair neatly styled, but his lower body was bare. From the waist down, only dark socks were visible. His pants were one thing, his underwear another, and that red hole was being lewdly penetrated and thrust in and out by a large, thick shaft.

 

"Ah, uh, can you hurry up a bit?"

 

"You... you know... You say I'm horny, but you're no different," Jerome's dark eyes glared at the cunning smile on the face in the mirror.

 

"Ha ha ah ha," Jinn licked his lips as he felt the increasingly forceful thrusts coming from behind.

 

"That's so tight, mmm~" Jerome could only tease for a moment before he had to gasp at the intense, tight grip from the warm, moist passage.

 

"Hurry up, darling, I don't have much time. Just get to the point where it's really exciting!"

 

"Haha, alright then," the large hand reached out to cover his lover's mouth before his strong, lean hips thrust in rapidly, moving in and out until their bodies swayed violently.

 

Jinn, his mouth gagged, let out a low, muffled moan. His eyes were glazed over with pleasure. His penis, held in Jerome's hand, twitched uncontrollably, releasing a sticky, slippery fluid that stained everything. His hot, throbbing anus was palpable. His body had changed long ago; he no longer felt resistance to being penetrated from behind. But only with Jerome. No one else would ever have this privilege, neither he nor the person penetrating him from behind. That was it.

 

"Ah, Jinn, you're making me want to cum! Hurry it!" Jerome thrust his penis relentlessly, as if his hips were made of machinery. The tighter the hole gripped, the harder he pushed back.

 

Knock, knock, knock.

 

"Jinn? Jay? It's almost time for the group photo."

 

"!!!" The sound of a knock on the door, accompanied by the sweet, clear voice of his secretary, made Jerome's hips freeze. A shiver ran down his spine, almost causing him to climax, as he felt the intense pressure from the equally startled man.

 

“Ah, yes, I’m here. About a few more minutes?” Jerome shouted through gritted teeth.

 

“About ten minutes.”

 

"Okay, thank you very much. We'll be right out."

 

"okay"

 

The sounds faded as Jerome returned, thrusting his hips again. This time, it was hard and rapid, causing Jinn’s head to jerk violently. The intense pleasure in his passageway was unbearable; incoherent moans escaped his throat. His sharp teeth bit hard on his lover's hand, but the owner of the hand didn't mind, continuing to thrust relentlessly until he felt his lover's tight grip once more. He couldn't hold back any longer. A low, drawn-out moan escaped his lips as his hot semen spurted onto Jinn’s waist.

 

"Hmph, damn it!" Jinn slumped his face onto the table the moment the hot, throbbing shaft was pulled out of his hole. He didn't even have the strength to lift his legs off the table, exposing his bright red opening to the person standing behind him, making them almost get hard again.

 

Jerome struggled to compose himself, excused himself to grab a wet tissue, cleaned his own genitals, and then proceeded to clean his lover's body meticulously. He wiped away the semen that stained the other's buttocks, the slightly gaping anus, and the ejaculated penis, leaving a mess. He then planted a passionate kiss on the buttocks, playfully adjusting the other's position. He helped the other stand upright, dressed him in underwear and trousers, and finished with his leather shoes. Having completed everything, he looked for perfume and sprayed it throughout the room to mask the scent of their lovemaking.

 

Jinn sat still on the chair, gently watching the person bustling around. Jerome was older than him in many ways. Since the other man regained his memory four years ago, one aspect of his life had changed completely: his caring nature. Jinn knew it was probably a trait from their past life, when Jerome had cared for him during his illness for many years. Now, he did everything step by step; his thoughts and actions were more thoughtful, but he hadn't changed completely. He still had that playful side typical of his age, so Jinn didn't feel like he had an older boyfriend at all.

 

"Are you okay?" Jerome walked over and stopped in front of his lover, adjusting his collar, smoothing wrinkles, and tidying his hair so well that it was impossible to tell he had just been through a violent stabbing battle.

 

"Okay, but not like this again. At least let's finish work first. If you want a change of scenery, we can talk about it later." Jinn didn't forbid his boyfriend from having more exciting sex, but at least they should finish everything first. Having sex and then having to go back to work immediately ruined the mood.

 

It's inconvenient to want another one. Annoying.

 

"Good, good. So your little red hole still wants my snake, huh?" Jerome leaned down and spoke in a wickedly seductive voice.

 

But would Jinn be afraid? A large hand touched the cheek of the person standing there before pulling them down for a passionate exchange of saliva. The wet, smacking sounds echoed again in the room. Their tongues swept back and forth, as if the lust that had just subsided hadn't completely died down, ready to erupt again at any moment.

 

"Ah, enough! Let's finish this work quickly and then go home and continue this," Jerome quickly pulled away when he felt something under his pants about to get hard again.

 

"Hmm," Jinn stood up, straightened his clothes, and walked to stand in front of the door.

"But you're right."

 

"Huh?" Jerome, who was about to follow, raised an eyebrow and asked softly.

 

"Well, my horny hole still craves your hard, long dick, you know. Who told you to fuck it like that? I'm so horny I can't stop, huh?" Having said that, he opened the door and walked out immediately. A beautiful smile played on his lips as he whistled softly, in a relaxed manner. His gait was neither awkward nor strange at all; in fact, it was surprisingly normal.

 

“Jinn!”

 

"Haha!" The voice, tinged with reproach, made the person addressed burst into laughter.

 

Can you challenge me on the matter of depravity? You're a hundred years too early!

 

The person who was provoked gritted their teeth so hard it hurt before running after them. Damn it! I've been dead for a lifetime, and I still can't beat it?!

 

"You're gonna get it when we get back," Jerome, who had finally caught up, whispered sternly into his lover's ear.

 

"I know," because I know, that's why I'm saying it.

 

"Come on, guys, it's perfect timing!" The senior designer's voice made Jinn grab Jerome's hand and walk over to join the frame immediately.

 

The two young men standing side by side were so striking that no one could ignore them. One was mischievous and cunning, the other warm and gentle—an inexplicable contrast and harmony. After this photograph was taken, many, both men and women, would have wanted to get to know them better, but they would have sighed with disappointment, because their large hands were clasped tightly together, leaving no space between them.

 

It's as if they want to tell everyone who's looking at them that they're no longer available.

 

“Come on, let's smile at our first step towards success, everyone! Hey!”

 

"Hey!!!"

 

The barrage of flashes of light didn't faze Jerome in the slightest. His gaze remained fixed straight ahead, but his hands…Hold on to the person who will walk alongside you through life.

 

Finally, we get to hold hands and stand here together. Jerome was finally able to do something he had regretted doing since his previous life.

 

“I love you.”

 

Jinn turned to look at the person who had suddenly declared their love in front of the group, but the young man didn't think much of it. A gentle smile, full of love that he couldn't hide, was sent to the person who was slightly taller than him.

 

"Oh, I love you too."

 

I've always loved only you.