Lust at first sight - Chapter 65 Extra 1 Facing the sea, with spring flowers blooming (Part 2)

"Yiyue...is this a flower shop?"
"You've been fiddling with it for so long and you still don't understand?"
"I understand now, I just can't believe it." Shen Zong's voice was a little choked up as he placed his hand on the black cloth covering his eyes. "Can...can I take it off, Yi Yue?"
"no."
"Why?"
"I said no, and that means no."
"I want to see..." Shen Zong couldn't control his urge to cry from being so moved, and tears welled up in his eyes, immediately wetting a patch of the black cloth.
Fang Yiyue approached him, grabbed Shen Zong's restless hand on the black cloth and pressed it down, saying, "You, surnamed Shen, you better feel it properly. I only do important things once."
Shen Zong immediately obeyed and quieted down, pursing his lips and sniffing softly.
He felt Fang Yiyue grasp his left hand, and after a while, a cold ring was put on his ring finger.
In an instant, Shen Zong felt his whole body burning up, a heat flowing through his blood and spreading to every part of his body, even his soul. His suspicious and sensitive nature began to make him wonder if this was a dream. He started biting the ring on his hand, but the hard, solid feel was so real that there was no way to doubt it.
And the kiss that followed felt incredibly real.
Fang Yiyue pressed Shen Zong down onto the empty flower stand and kissed him. The way Shen Zong's eyes were covered had a uniquely seductive charm, giving the illusion of playing a sadomasochistic game. The wet and sticky licking made the surrounding air seem hot. As they kissed, they began to impatiently caress each other, reaching inside each other's clothes to touch their naked bodies.
"Hmm... Yi Yue, this, this won't be seen, right..." Shen Zong was almost completely blind, but it was this kind of unseen sex that made him more sensitive and excited. His anus was already impatiently contracting, yearning for the male's entry.
"What do you think?" Fang Yiyue said while kissing his face.
"No, no... um... it should be covered up like we used to do at the flower shop... aha..." Shen Zong smiled happily as he recalled those wonderful memories, holding Fang Yiyue tightly and letting his hands wander fascinated over her chest.
Fang Yiyue didn't dawdle any longer. She pulled down Shen Zong's pants and then picked up a rose from the side and teasingly teased Shen Zong's buttocks.
“Hey Shen, do you remember that time I put flower petals inside you?”
"I...I remember...the first time you did it to me at the flower shop..."
"How does it feel?" Fang Yiyue continued to rub the rose against his buttocks, and even deliberately stuck it into his anus.
"So good...so good..." Shen Zong's buttocks itched from the rubbing, and he couldn't help but wriggle and beg for more pleasure: "Yi Yue...Yi Yue, please do it again...mmm..."
"I'll agree since it's your birthday," Fang Yiyue said, tearing off rose petals and inserting them, along with lubricant, into the long-awaited vagina.
"Ah... harder, ah ha..." Shen Zong twisted his waist excitedly to receive the invasion of the petals and fingers. The unseen experience made his reaction more intense. Fang Yiyue had only poked him a few times when he was so excited that his legs were shaking.
"Is it comfortable, birthday boy?" Fang Yiyue leaned closer and whispered in his ear.
"Mmm...mmm...so good...so good, so good I'm going to die...ahhh..." Shen Zong answered in an unsteady tone, looking like he was about to climax just from using his fingers and the petals.
"You're already feeling incredibly comfortable now, what will you do when you're about to go crazy?" Fang Yiyue said with a laugh, patting his butt.
"No...no...Yiyue, come in quickly..."
Seeing his flushed face and eager expression, Fang Yiyue pulled out his huge weapon after a few more strokes and thrust it in inch by inch, stretching that familiar cunt until there was no gap at all.
Shen Zong sat on the flower stand with his legs wide open. His face flushed red from Fang Yiyue's entry. After a brief adjustment, he immediately wrapped his legs tightly around the other's waist and began to actively twist his waist and sway his hips to swallow and spit out the penis.
After finding the right angle, Fang Yiyue began to thrust and gallop rapidly, accurately hitting that sensitive spot inside Shen Zong's body each time, making him so wet that he used all his strength to fuck him until he couldn't utter a word, only knowing to hold him and writhe in shameless moans.
The flower stand swayed, and Shen Zong, who could not see, felt as if he were suspended on a high cliff. The increasingly intense thrusts in his anus threatened to push him into the abyss of desire. In the darkness, the pleasure was magnified many times over, and his lower body felt as hot as if it were melting.
"Yiyue, Yiyue...faster...husband...ah...harder...mmm..."
As he wished, Fang Yiyue's final thrust was like that of wild beasts mating, driving his burning seed deep into Shen Zong's body, leaving the latter only able to scream and release in his arms, unable to move.
The moment Shen Zong shot out, he felt his support suddenly vanish, and his body was lifted into the air. Fang Yiyue held him tightly, and behind him came the sound of objects scattering and falling to the ground.
"What's wrong..." he asked, putting his arm around Fang Yiyue's neck.
"We broke the flower stand."
Shen Zong chuckled, resting his face against Fang Yiyue's collarbone and softly saying, "My husband is so amazing, he even made the flower stand fall apart..."
“It’s all because of you, you slut,” Fang Yiyue slapped his butt and said, “You kept telling me to go harder.”
"Honey, do you think we'll get a baby if we try this hard?"
"Are you crazy?"
Shen Zong chuckled foolishly: "If it's Yi Yue's child, I will give birth to it without hesitation."
"You fucking want someone else's child?"
"No, don't misunderstand, I only have your child..." Shen Zong quickly kissed Fang Yiyue's face in a flattering manner, "By the way, Yiyue, can I take this off now? I want to see you."
"Take it off," Fang Yiyue granted.
Shen Zong pulled off the black cloth and immediately saw Fang Yiyue's face, which was still covered with sweat and flush from their lovemaking.
"Yiyue, you look so handsome today."
"You can say more of this kind of nonsense in the future."
Shen Zong smiled and leaned in to kiss the other person, then looked around the flower shop they were in and exclaimed in surprise, "This is exactly the same as the decoration of my shop in Shanghai... Yi Yue, you are amazing!"
"How can it be called a branch if it's not exactly the same?"
"And these flowers, they're all from my shop... even the placement is the same... Yi Yue, how did you remember them?"
"You can remember it just by taking a picture."
Shen Zong quickly dressed and ran out. He was stunned when he opened the door—before him was the beach of Xiamen, with an endless expanse of blue sea and sky, truly a scene of facing the sea with spring flowers in bloom. Looking back after stepping outside, it really was his own flower shop, as if it had been moved directly from Shanghai.
Looking at his stunned expression, Fang Yiyue wondered if he was about to cry again.
"Yiyue, when did you make this?"
“A little over a month ago.” It was right when Shen Zong and he were discussing opening a branch store in bed.
"You... how did you come up with the idea of opening a shop here..."
"Don't you always talk about facing the sea with spring flowers blooming, and say that the sea in Xiamen is beautiful?"
"So, that's why you did this?"
"Um."
"But... how did you find this location?" Shen Zong looked around; his flower shop was the only one on the deserted beach.
“I know someone who is the developer here.”
"But there are so few people here... will we have any customers?" Shen Zong asked, which was also the reason why he had always wanted to open a shop by the sea but dared not.
"I didn't intend for it to be profitable," Fang Yiyue shrugged indifferently. "Isn't it enough to just face the sea and have spring flowers blooming?"
Shen Zong was stunned for a few seconds, looked at the ring on his hand, then at the flower shop, and finally at him. Sure enough, he started crying again.
"Why are you crying again, you surnamed Shen?" Fang Yiyue was helpless and speechless. The other person's sensitive and delicate artistic personality was still so incredibly sentimental.
Shen Zong rubbed his eyes and sobbed in disbelief, "I...I'm crying because I'm so moved...Thank you...Yi Yue, thank you...Opening a flower shop by the sea is something I've always wanted to do..."
He stumbled and threw himself into Fang Yiyue's arms, holding her tightly between the sea and sky bathed in the glow of the setting sun, sobbing uncontrollably.
Fang Yiyue held Shen Zong's waist and helped him up, without saying anything. Only after Shen Zong's crying gradually subsided did she say, "Alright, stop crying, let's go eat some cake."
Shen Zong suddenly looked up: "Yi Yue, you even prepared a cake?"
"Nonsense, don't you want a birthday cake? Even though you're almost thirty and not exactly having an easy time... Hey, stop crying, you surnamed Shen!"
"I couldn't help it..." Shen Zong hugged his neck, his eyes blurry with tears.
Fang Yiyue had no choice but to pat him on the back and coax him, "Okay, okay, don't cry, or the cake will spoil."
Shen Zong immediately realized, "Ah, then let's go eat quickly."
The cake wasn't big; it was served on the rocks on the beach, just enough for two people to share. It was simple yet elegant, and it was Shen Zong's favorite chestnut flavor.
"Let's not light the candles. There's no room for them anyway, and the sea breeze will just blow them out," Fang Yiyue said.
“Okay, I’ll listen to Yi Yue,” Shen Zong said with a smile, wiping away his tears. “Can I make a wish first?”
"Maybe."
"I hope to be with Yi Yue forever, both in body and soul."
"Idiot, why tell your wishes to others? They won't come true."
“Yi Yue is no stranger,” Shen Zong said with a smile, his eyes sparkling. “Yi Yue is the person I love the most, the person I love the most.”
Fang Yiyue didn't say anything, but simply picked up a knife and cut the cake in half for each person. Shen Zong took his half, took a small bite, and said it was delicious.
He ate slowly and in small bites, as if trying to prolong this blissful moment indefinitely and savor this seaside night on his twenty-ninth birthday.
"Yiyue, aren't you supposed to be at work today?"
"He took leave."
What is the reason for requesting leave?
"Something came up at home."
Shen Zong smiled contentedly, then began to examine the ring on his ring finger, looking at it from left to right several times, as if he could never get tired of it. "So, when did you buy this?"
"One month ago."
Shen Zong's mouth practically stretched to his ears as he looked at Yi Yue, his eight white teeth gleaming brightly in his smile: "Yi Yue, I love you..."
"Eat your cake."
"I will always love you..."
Fang Yiyue knew he couldn't stop, so he could only let Shen Zong watch him grin like an idiot while he ate the sweet chestnut cake.
After eating and drinking their fill, the two lay on the soft sand, gazing at the starry sky.
"Hey, this place is a tourist attraction, right?" Shen Zong seemed to just realize, "How come we haven't seen a single tourist all day?"
"What do you think? Haven't you done something like that yourself?" Fang Yiyue retorted, "Booking out an entire amusement park or something."
"This is a beach!" Shen Zong exclaimed in surprise. "Yi Yue, you've booked the entire beach?!"
"It's not difficult, just pay the money... If you, surnamed Shen, cry again, I'm leaving."
"I didn't..." Shen Zong quickly stopped himself, hugging his waist tightly, "I'm just too happy... I feel, I feel like the happiest person in the world right now..."
"It's far from good enough." Fang Yiyue took out a tissue and wiped his messy face.
“It’s not far at all…” Shen Zong nestled against him, whispering sweet nothings in his voice.
Fang Yiyue stopped denying it and quietly enjoyed the sea breeze.
"Yiyue, do you want to travel around the world?"
"What's wrong."
"Do you want to? I want to be with you."
"when."
"Go whenever you have time. I want to see every corner of the world with you."
"We'll never finish reading this even when we die," Fang Yiyue said, tapping his head. "Is your artistic itch acting up again?"
“Then let’s stay together until the end of our lives,” Shen Zongtian said with a smile. “I want to be with Yiyue too.”
"Whatever you want." Fang Yiyue brushed his hair aside, then silently thought to herself: Me too.
Love sometimes needs poetry and distant horizons.
"Extra 1·End"

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