SBS chapter 55

That night, of course, Ye Xi slept with Bai Yue in the master bedroom upstairs.

The resort staff had thoughtfully decorated the bed with rose petals arranged into a heart, and placed complimentary chocolates on the side.

Bai Yue calmly explained it was because he had filled in “couple” on the form at check-in, so the hotel made special preparations.

If Ye Xi opened the drawer by the bed now, he might even find some “couple’s toys.”

Ye Xi’s pupils shook, his body jolting, and he scrambled to cover Bai Yue’s mouth.

What wolfish words.

What outrageous hotel service.

Sure, the hotel was attentive, but this was way too much.

God knew he was just a freshly graduated young man who couldn’t handle this kind of stimulation.

Bai Yue gave a muffled laugh behind Ye Xi’s hand.

….

The hotel’s “thoughtful extras” naturally went unused, but before bed, there was still their usual tenderness and kissing.

Ye Xi really liked this routine.

Bai Yue would kiss his lips, his neck, even his lower back.

Ye Xi lay face-down on the pillow, his slender waist and pale shoulders exposed, biting down hard to keep from making shameful noises.

Bai Yue kissed all the way up his spine, stopping at the back of his neck to leave a deep kiss.

…

After that, Ye Xi fell asleep peacefully in Bai Yue’s arms.

But maybe the evening had been a little too much stimulation for a rookie like him.

He dreamed wildly all night.

And the one in his dreams was all too familiar—the man always by his side…

But the things they did were far too outrageous, long fingers wandering his body, kissing him, moving lower and lower…

“…”

Ye Xi woke with a start, staring blankly at the canopy above until he remembered where he was.

Then he fell into deep silence.

The room was cool, no summer heat at all, the silk sheets soft against his skin—yet he was still damp with a thin layer of sweat.

Everything from the dream was vivid, almost real, like it had actually happened.

He bit his lip and glanced at Bai Yue beside him.

Bai Yue was still asleep.

From the side, his features were sharp and handsome, his high nose bridge, long curled lashes so thick they could almost be counted one by one. He was as still as an enchanted prince, undisturbed by anything.

Ye Xi swallowed lightly.

Covering his face with one hand, he let out a deep sigh from his chest.

This was killing him.

To think he had a wet dream while sleeping right next to his boyfriend. Normal, sure—but also kind of tragic.

He suspected he’d eaten too many grilled oysters last night.

Through a crack between his fingers, he peeked at Bai Yue again.

He had worked so hard to win Bai Yue.

To say he didn’t want to do this and that with Bai Yue—of course that was a lie.

Who was he?

He was someone who had been reading BL smut since middle school, probably read more positions than Bai Yue, devoured classics domestic and foreign, his head full of nothing but dirty thoughts.

And Bai Yue was the white moonlight who had hooked his heart all through adolescence.

Before they were even together, his mind was full of indecent fantasies.

Now he wanted nothing more than to tie Bai Yue up and play prison games.

Tomorrow he wanted to see him in a cut-out suit, playing host.

The day after that, blindfold him and try some advanced positions…

But all of that was just talk on paper—when Bai Yue really ended up in his hands, Ye Xi knew he would chicken out.

Even though their relationship was already confirmed, and they kissed and were intimate every day as naturally as breathing.

Bai Yue always liked to pick him up, holding him in his arms.

But Ye Xi, like a quail, didn’t dare hint at the next step, let alone push Bai Yue down.

Ye Xi stared at the canopy above the bed, his eyes shining like two spotlights.

He tried to defend himself in his heart: this really wasn’t his fault. He had only just become an adult. Even though his head was full of dirty thoughts, when it came to actually doing something, he was still timid…

What if he was terrible at it?

What if Bai Yue’s skills weren’t that good either?

What if, after doing it, it turned out nothing like what he’d imagined…

In short, his head was filled with countless “what ifs,” each one holding him back.

One moment the lusty devil possessed him, and he wanted nothing more than to strip Bai Yue right now.

The next moment he thought, maybe just holding hands and sticking to pure love wouldn’t be so bad.

In the silence of the night, where only the chirping of summer insects could be heard, Ye Xi let out a faint sigh from deep in his chest.

He glanced at Bai Yue beside him again.

Honestly, his boyfriend was way too handsome. Even with his eyes closed, he looked like an Apollo statue—strikingly beautiful, radiant.

That made it really hard to restrain himself.

Ye Xi quietly sat up. At that moment, he even felt a trace of resentment toward Bai Yue.

He thought, unreasonably: his Bai-ge wasn’t that great either.

Why didn’t he just pounce on him, force him, ignore his refusals, his resistance, his cowardice, like a shy little white flower—why didn’t Bai Yue just, like in his dreams, firmly pin him down and sleep with him?

That way, he wouldn’t have to agonize over it.

And he could even claim the moral high ground, clutching his blanket in sorrow after waking up.

Anyway, everything would be Bai Yue’s fault.

That was way better than sitting here in the bathroom having to take care of things by himself.

Ye Xi sat on the steps beside the bathtub, biting his lip, embarrassed to even open his eyes.

Right now, he was overflowing with self-contempt.

After that dream, his body had been restless and uneasy.

It wasn’t like he hadn’t tried to suppress it. He had stared at the canopy for a long time, even replayed the math classes he hated in his head, trying to squash down the impulse.

But it was useless…

Bai Yue was lying right beside him, far too close. He could even smell the faint sage scent of Bai Yue’s shower gel.

And the night was so quiet.

It felt like it could hold every secret desire.

Whenever he closed his eyes, he saw again the image of Bai Yue before bed, holding his ankle, kissing his calf gently…

Bai Yue’s lips were always red, hardly ever looking pale.

His skin was fair, and when he smiled, his lips curved into a beautiful arc.

Those lips were like a deep red fruit.

Too vivid, too tempting—drawing people in to explore.

Ye Xi furrowed his brows, his expression showing unbearable strain.

He didn’t want to be like this either.

The bathroom was large enough, but too big—any small sound he made echoed.

The walls were all white marble, decorated with blue murals, and beside the wide, luxurious golden mirror were carvings of pure, innocent little angels.

Those bare-bottomed angels stared at him, holding harps and trumpets—like an audience.

Ye Xi’s shame was driven to the peak.

He thought, what’s wrong with this hotel, why put cherubs in a bathroom?

Too pure. It would leave serious psychological scars on guests.

And just as his hand sped up, his body so uncomfortable he noticed nothing outside—

When he was on the brink of letting out a quiet moan…

He heard the frosted glass bathroom door being gently knocked on.

“Ye Xi, are you inside?”

“…”

Crap.

Ye Xi felt like his blood froze in that moment.

He had been so close—about to resolve the problem—and now he was completely stiff.

He was ready to explode with frustration, yet also terrified to death.

“I…”

He opened his mouth, but no sound came out. Flustered, panicking, he tried to stand up.

But the next second, without an answer, Bai Yue had already pushed open the glass door.

The bathroom lighting was soft.

Since Ye Xi had come in to do something shameful, of course he hadn’t turned the lights up too bright.

But it was still light enough that Bai Yue could clearly see what he was doing.

Bai Yue had just woken up, suddenly noticing Ye Xi was missing beside him.

He’d scanned the bedroom, only the bathroom light was on. After waiting a while with no sign of Ye Xi coming out, he felt a strange unease.

And now, Bai Yue squinted slightly, dressed in a dark blue linen robe, chest open, standing at the door.

He took one glance and saw exactly what Ye Xi was doing—a flicker of surprise.

But he quickly recovered his calm, his dark eyes unreadable.

He didn’t step forward right away.

His shadow stretched across the marble floor, like a silent beast, waiting to strike.

And yet he was so quiet, as if savoring Ye Xi’s current embarrassment.

Tall, slender, pale as snow, dressed in that deep blue robe, expressionless, standing in the dim bathroom—he looked ascetic, restrained.

“Ye Xi, what are you hiding in here for, doing something bad?”

He asked softly, walking over.

Ye Xi was already drowning in shame.

From the moment Bai Yue caught him, he’d been so mortified he was nearly in tears.

His cheeks burned red, as if they would bleed, his lips bitten hard.

At eighteen, nineteen, being caught by his boyfriend secretly jerking off—such humiliation could drown a person.

So when Bai Yue drew close, it was clear to see tears at the corners of Ye Xi’s eyes.

Barely noticeable.

The tears trembled on his lashes, hardly visible in the dim bathroom.

Pitiful.

Bai Yue thought, his little boyfriend—so ashamed, so thin-skinned.

Only daring to sneak into the bathroom in the dead of night, touching himself. When caught, helpless, crying from humiliation.

It really was… heartbreaking.

But it only stirred something deeper, darker inside him—a desire to bully Ye Xi.

“Why are you crying? It’s nothing to make a fuss about.”

He gently coaxed him, kissing away Ye Xi’s tears.

“It’s my fault, I didn’t notice you were uncomfortable, that I left you to hide here.”

Ye Xi felt even more wronged.

Of course he knew Bai Yue was coaxing him, even lying to him.

Frustrated, he turned his face away. Even though they’d been completely honest with each other recently, intimate in every way, Bai Yue wasn’t just his crush—he’d been his gentle, reliable older brother figure.

Now suddenly being caught by him like this—

He felt like he’d committed an unforgivable crime, his whole body splitting apart.

Even though Bai Yue wouldn’t blame him, he still wanted to jump off a building.

“Don’t look at me, just go out first…”

He whispered, voice trembling.

It was unbearable. He couldn’t face it, his body shaking all over.

But he still forced himself to say softly: “I’ll come out later.”

“That won’t do.”

Bai Yue refused.

He half-knelt down, his knee against the cold marble.

Holding his trembling young lover, he whispered: “If I leave, then who will help you, Xixi?”

Ye Xi shuddered.

Before he could even respond—

He watched in shock as Bai Yue’s teeth caught the sash of his bathrobe.

White, sharp teeth. The softest silk ribbon.

One light tug.

Ye Xi was bared completely, not even a last shred of cover left.