Her lips were betraying her mind and intentions as they moved along, matching the intensity of his pace.

He took her upper lips between his, gently biting and tugging at it, causing her grip on his hair to tighten. Impatient, she licked his bottom lips before delving her tongue deeper inside the mouth, taking control of the fire he started and he let her.

Her fingers stroked the back of his neck as she kissed him intensely at first but gently later, making it quite a torture for the man who couldn't take it any longer and snatched the reins back into his hand.

Long and demanding. The kiss seemed to be lasting forever, the graze of his lips, the stroke of his tongue, everything was imprinted straight inside her mind as they parted.

She panted. He peppered her face with soft kisses. He kissed her cheeks, the tip of her nose, he softly pecked her lips once again before his lips glided down her throat.

A weird sensation dominated her whole body as her lower abdomen clenched when he kissed her collarbone. The man bit the spot.

"Ah..." A soft moaned escaped her slightly parted lips as she leaned closer to him.

But as if it was a sudden awakening to him, he immediately retreated.

The moment his lips were away from her skin, she felt a sense of loss. Looking at her disgruntled expressions, he held the back of her neck and pulled her closer before pressing a kiss on her forehead.

He then wrapped both his arms around her hips and buried his face in the crook of her neck, "I wish you knew what you've been doing to me," His deep voice had her eyes darken in an instant as her grip on his hair loosened. Both her hands fell to her sides for a moment before she raised them to hug him back, still in a daze with the hazy memories of what just happened between them.

'Poke Poke Poke'

There was a deep, throbbing, and hard poke on her thigh. She froze. As soon as the moment of ecstasy and sizzles was gone, the reality check hit her too hard.

They kissed.

There was a twist this time. They were both sober. And he was...hard? As turned on as she was.

She stood up from his lap in a flash.

"Mei..."

"I-I am getting late," She took a deep breath, "They won't allow me inside the dormitory past curfew," She said in one go before walking towards the door.

"Wait..." The man stood up from the couch.

Her movements paused as she stood near the door with her hand resting on the doorknob.

Jun Zixuan walked towards her. He held her hand before twirling her around so that she was facing him, "Silly, are you going to walk out like this?"

She lowered her head to look at herself. Her white top was thoroughly crumpled at weird places while her jeans had also shifted a bit lower, refusing to stay at their initial position after their...cough...session.

She blinked, not believing that she was going to walk out like this.

Jun Zixuan pursed his lips, trying his best to restrain his laughter. Without saying anything, he smoothened the creases on her white top, especially around her chest and waist. His touches making her shiver slightly again.

She curled her fingers into a fist while he adjusted the jeans near her hips.

Luckily, these touches did not lead to another session...and ended soon or else she would have turned jelly by the end.

The ride to the dormitory was eerily quiet as none of them spoke.

Yu Mei gazed out of the car's window, trying to count the stars or see some moon goddess or a vampire or a werewolf. Anything would be fine as long as her gaze did not wander back to the man who was driving the car.

As he parked the car in front of the university gates, she paused for a moment.

Usually, he would walk out of the car and open the door for her. Since he was still sitting inside without any movements...did that mean he wanted to talk about something? Or...Or kiss her again?

She gulped, ''I'm not a girlfriend material," Usually, a kiss between a man and a woman will lead to 'Be my boyfriend/Be my girlfriend'. Last time he was drunk but this time, he was not so it was better to express her opinion first.

"Oh?" Jun Zixuan raised an eyebrow as he glanced at her. His elbow rested on the steering wheel while the side of his face was propped on his slightly curled index finger, "I don't remember asking you to be my girlfriend."

Her head snapped towards him.

"We are friends," He added.

"Y-You," Her eyes widened, "I'm not that type of woman," She scoffed.

"What kind?" He asked, tucking the loose strands of her hair behind her ear.

"Those who prefer 'friends with benefits' kinda concept," She pouted slightly, swatting away his hand that was lingering near her ear more than it should.

"Pfft..." He chuckled, "We are husband and wife too," With that said, he got off the car and walked to the other side before opening the door for her with his hand extended towards her.

She placed her palm in his before getting off the car, "I'm not a wife material either."

It was past 10 pm and the road was dark and empty except for the streetlights at a uniform distance and the security guards who were on the other side of the road, sitting near the university gates inside the security room attached to the gates. He had parked his car near a tree in a distance where they would not be seen.

She removed her palm from his grip and turned around to walk away.

He held her wrist and pulled her such that her back collided against his chest, "That's fine. You can be my sweetheart," He pressed a soft kiss on her neck, "You're someone I want to dote on all the time. It doesn't matter what you think about yourself. I've decided on you, for now, and forever."