Chapter 67 – What is This Reaction

67 – What is This Reaction

Translator: tamago

Editor: Yin

 

Xu Xiran obediently lay flat on the bed and felt like a piece of meat on a chopping board.

He looked at Fang Mo, who was standing beside the bed in high spirits with his fingers moving around, and suddenly felt a little hidden panic in his heart.

“Maybe I should be on my stomach?” He carefully asked.

After saying this, he instantly rolled over and faced down, in an attempt to hide a certain part that might cause trouble later.

Fang Mo paid no mind, nodded, stretched his fingers, and then shouted at Xu Xiran who was lying down obediently: “I’m starting!”

After a moment, he softly pressed both hands onto Xu Xiran’s shoulders.

Fang Mo first raised his palms and lightly pounded his shoulders and back like he was chopping vegetables. Although he didn’t know whether this could relieve muscle fatigue, it surely felt really comfortable.

Xu Xiran put his hands under his head, turned his head sideways, and squinted at Fang Mo, who was standing by the bed. This position narrowed his field of vision, and he could only see Fang Mo’s thighs.

He let his imagination run wild for a moment and thought, if only Fang Mo was wearing a short skirt right now. He remembered that time when Fang Mo walked up to him and lifted his skirt up at him, and although he was in a state of panic, he noticed that the skin of Fang Mo’s thigh was white, tender, smooth, and delicate, even when viewed up close. He was also a boy, so why was Fang Mo so different from others?

“Does this feel comfortable?” Fang Mo said lightly.

Xu Xiran nodded: “Mn. Did you really learn this before?”

“No,” Fang Mo said with a smile, “I was talking nonsense, I’m using you as practice.”

Xu Xiran was a little speechless, but because he was really enjoying being pounded on, he took back his complaints and obediently acted as his guinea pig.

Fang Mo hammered back and forth on his shoulders and back, making his muscles feel extremely soft. Because the sensation felt so pleasant, Xu Xiran almost started to feel sleepy.

At this moment, Fang Mo suddenly got up, and started rubbing his hands again.

“I’m going to go harder!” he said.

Xu Xiran hesitantly nodded. He didn’t know if he was being over-conscious, but he felt that his words sounded a little weird.

Before he had time to think about it, Fang Mo, who was standing by the bed, suddenly bent down.

“What are you doing?” Xu Xiran looked up slightly.

Fang Mo took off his shoes.

“What are you doing!” Xu Xiran increased his volume.

Fang Mo ignored him, climbed onto the bed barefoot, and knelt over him with a leg on each side of his body, wrapping his entire body underneath.

Xu Xiran hurriedly turned his head: “What the hell are you doing!”

“This is more convenient for me,” Fang Mo put his hands on his shoulders and pushed him back, “I’m starting now. If it hurts, just call out.”

“…Can you not say all these strange things all the time?” Xu Xiran finished mumbling in a low voice, and then immediately let out an “oww”.

“You’re doing it too hard!” He struggled.

Fang Mo’s hands didn’t stop, and rubbed his shoulders along his neck a little bit harder: “It’ll hurt at first, but once you get used to it, it will feel better. I’ll make you feel good.”

Xu Xiran was speechless again. He found that Fang Mo deliberately said words that made his imagination roam.

Whether it would feel good later was still unknown, but for now, this was truly torturous for him.

The pain was still tolerable. But to have the person he liked say these kind of ambiguous words to him while half lying on top of him, was all a bit too stimulating for him.

Just half a minute ago, Fang Mo was merely kneeling with his legs on either side of his body, and his body didn’t have much contact with him. But now, probably to save effort, this guy went as far as to sit down halfway, with his calves tightly clamping his body, and his butt resting on his waist, while still moving his hands back and forth.

Xu Xiran inwardly rejoiced. It was a good thing he was not lying on his back, as something would definitely happen.

“Don’t be so tense,” Fang Mo stopped with fingers resting on the bare skin of the back of his neck, “Can you relax a little bit?”

“Can you not sit on me…” Xu Xiran said.

“I’ve worked so hard to massage you, what’s wrong with sitting down?” Fang Mo confidently said, then purposely moved around on top of him.

Xu Xiran fell silent.

In Fang Mo’s position, most of his weight was still supported by his own legs, and the weight on Xu Xiran’s body was not heavy.

Not being heavy was the problem, since it wasn’t uncomfortable at all. It was hot, soft, ticklish, and felt very good.

“Relax, relax.” Fang Mo patted his back a few times, and then continued to massage with force.

Xu Xiran became stiffer and stiffer.

“Are you that afraid of pain?” Fang Mo turned slightly to look at his expression, “Then let me take it easy.”

“No need,” Xu Xiran closed his eyes and shook his head, “It’s okay to use more force.”

If it hurt, then it hurt. At least it would give him a treat. If it didn’t hurt, he would have to stand up.

“I can’t,” Fang Mo said as his strength weakened, “My hands are tired. I can’t press any heavier.”

After he said this, he rubbed his butt against Xu Xiran’s body as he moved back, put his hands on his back, and moved them down.

Xu Xiran’s mind went blank.

It wasn’t until Fang Mo sat on his thighs and pinched his waist with his hands that he came back to his senses: “I don’t need it there!”

Fang Mo exerted a little force on his hands, stroking the area back and forth: “Why not? Is your waist not sore?”

Xu Xiran suspected that it was because he had demons in his heart that he felt like he heard everything wrong.

“It’s a little ticklish,” he twisted and tried to crawl out from under Fang Mo’s body, “I think I’m good now. Aren’t you tired? Why don’t you…”

As he moved halfway, he stopped. He found that it was inconvenient for him to get up at this point.

“I’m not that tired,” Fang Mo half sat near his thighs, put his hands on his lower back, and pressed his fingers into the dimples of his back, “If I can’t press it hard enough, I can at least pound on you.”

As soon as he finished speaking, Xu Xiran felt both his hands move to his butt.

“Your figure is really not bad. Clearly, your shoulders are quite broad, but your waist is also narrow,” Fang Mo said, “From the back all the way down, the curves from your waist to your butt are very distinct.”

Xu Xiran was about to collapse, but he didn’t dare to turn around, so he could only lie on his stomach and pretend to be dead, letting this guy, who wasn’t doing massage at all, grope all around him.

Seeing that he was like a corpse, Fang Mo smacked his lips, coughed lightly, and patted him on the back: “Nevermind, it feels like I’m molesting you. Turn around and I’ll massage your legs for you.”

Xu Xiran fell into a huge life crisis.

He lay motionless for a few seconds, and then loudly said, “I suddenly feel sleepy! I’m going to sleep for a bit!”

“Does this mean that my technique is not bad?” Fang Mo asked, “Did it feel good?”

Xu Xiran buried his face in his elbows and nodded hard.

“Then go and sleep,” Fang Mo leaned down, put an elbow on his side, and put the other hand on his waist. He approached his ear and softly said, “Turn around first, you can sleep while I help press on your lower body too.”

Before, it was just a little inconvenient for Xu Xiran to turn around, but now, he couldn’t turn around at all.

“You’re not asleep already are you,” Fang Mo finally climbed off him, put on his shoes, stood by the bed and squatted down to look at him, “Are you that sleepy?”

Xu Xiran’s heart pounded through his chest against the bed.

He held his breath and didn’t dare to say a word, hoping that Fang Mo would really believe that he had instantly fallen asleep, and then let him go.

Unfortunately, it backfired. His cheeks and ears were exposed in the air, and at this moment, his overly sensitive skin faintly felt the approach of the heat source.

“Your ears are red,” Fang Mo whispered next to him.

 Xu Xiran remained silent.

“Stop pretending,” Fang Mo insisted, “You must be awake.”

After he said this, he blew into Xu Xiran’s ear.

Xu Xiran immediately trembled.

Unable to pretend anymore, he had no choice but to say: “…I want to sleep.”

Fang Mo stayed silent for a while. It wasn’t until Xu Xiran was about to give in and take a peek that he heard his demonic voice again at his ear.

“Did you get a certain reaction?”

Xu Xiran was about to pass out from shock.

He couldn’t speak. Fang Mo moved closer, and his hot breath hit his skin as he spoke: “Did you?”

“No, I…”

“And I thought something was wrong,” Fang Mo interrupted him, “What’s there to be shy about, it’s such a normal thing. Are you thirteen? Has it never happened to you before?”

“……”

“You’re too old to be this innocent,” Fang Mo stretched out his hand to push him, “Isn’t everyone like this?”

Xu Xiran was confused for a moment. Who was this so-called everyone, and were they all like this? Was it normal to have it up on the spot after being touched by the same sex?

“When I’m exhausted and I suddenly relax, I’m also like that,” Fang Mo continued, “We’re all men here, I understand.”

What he said didn’t seem that unreasonable. Human males all inevitably have many involuntary moments, where out of their control, it would be up for no reason. If it weren’t for the demons in his heart, he could have found many excuses to confront this by beating around the bush.

Now that there were steps to go down, Xu Xiran still couldn’t let go: “If you know, then please forgive me. You should hurry and go back, I’ll just sleep for a while.”

“You can sleep. Turn around and sleep, I’ll help you massage your legs.” Fang Mo somehow brought the topic back.

“Why do you insist on massaging my legs?” Xu Xiran asked.

“If I don’t massage them, you’ll definitely be sore tomorrow,” Fang Mo said, “By then it’ll be uncomfortable to walk.”

Xu Xiran didn’t know whether to laugh or cry, and raised half his body to look at him: “It’s uncomfortable like this now too.”

After seeing Fang Mo’s face clearly, a strange feeling suddenly surged in his heart. He was sure it wasn’t an illusion that Fang Mo’s cheeks were faintly red. Just then, his tone sounded rather natural, but looking at his expression now, he seemed to be a little nervous.

“Are you feeling uncomfortable?” He looked into Xu Xiran’s eyes, “Then that’s simple, do you want me to help you massage in the right location?”

Xu Xiran was completely stunned.

For a moment, he couldn’t tell whether he had misunderstood Fang Mo’s implication.

Fang Mo suddenly smiled at him. His eyes moved to his lower body: “Do you want me to? This I’m skilled in.”

Xu Xiran’s brain was buzzing.

“You’re mental,” he quickly lay back on his stomach, pulled up one side of the blanket to cover himself from head to toe, “‘Massage’ my ass, hurry and go back.”

Fang Mo didn’t move: “We’re all good brothers here, why are you being so uptight? It’s just a little favor.”

Xu Xiran ignored him.

The air was quiet for a while, Fang Mo said again: “Then do you want to go to the bathroom?”

“…No need,” Xu Xiran said, “I’ll be fine in a bit.”

“Oh.” Fang Mo responded.

Hearing movement, he seemed to have finally stood up, and then walked towards another corner of the dormitory.

“Then call me when you’re better, I’ll first go to the bathroom,” he said.

“Why do I need to call you?” Xu Xiran secretly lifted the corner of the quilt and looked at Fang Mo’s back.

“To help massage your legs.” Fang Mo said.

“The fuck, what is wrong with you!” Xu Xiran shouted.

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In the end, he still didn’t get to give him a massage. Xu Xiran guarded himself like a jade, and resolutely refused to accept Fang Mo’s services.

In front of Fang Mo, he “pipipapa” beated on his own thigh: “This I can do myself, I won’t bother you.”

Fang Mo stood aside and watched quietly, then let out a very deliberate sigh.

“You don’t recognize the kindness of a person,” he said.

Xu Xiran’s ears turned red again.

Fang Mo looked him in the eyes and didn’t say a word. He thought to himself, Xu Xiran must have read the manga, which is why he feels overly self-conscious.

This may have been the right move.

If it wasn’t for the fear of being discovered just now, he would have thought that he’d be more bold. As a male, he knew in his heart that most people lacked resistance to sex, especially at this age. Although the plot of the danmei manga was quite ridiculous, there was a point that Fang Mo felt made some sense. It was the so-called “bone marrow tastes good¹Idiom that means after experiencing it once, you want to try it again”, that no matter how unyielding the protagonist’s mouth was, he still couldn’t resist instinctive pleasure.

Taking friendship as the standard, Xu Xiran’s favorability for him should already have been fully satisfied. If he wanted to break through, he had to find another way.

These were all the thoughts that came to his mind after crawling onto Xu Xiran’s bed on a whim.

It went so smoothly afterwards, completely beyond his expectation. It was just a pity that he himself was still disappointed.

It was understandable for a certain place to go up if he felt relaxed and comfortable after getting massaged by others, but for him to have it up because of the massage was undoubtedly self-destructive behavior.

But that was okay. This kind of thing would be more familiar the second time. If he did this a few more times, he could wear down the psychological barrier.

Fang Mo secretly encouraged himself.

Xu Xiran’s reaction just now was actually very unnatural. Most boys are very open about such things in private, and he had never seen anyone this ashamed. Fang Mo, who had helped others before, had never seen it with his own eyes, but no one has not experienced it being up in broad daylight or in public, and so it really was not uncommon.

Therefore, Xu Xiran must have had other ideas. The worst case would be that he had discovered Fang Mo’s ulterior motives and became disgusted. In that case, his words and actions had inevitably shown how he felt.

If Xu Xiran remained the same as before and did not intend to distance himself from him, then that meaning was self-evident.

Fang Mo thought that his deduction was flawless.

“You have class tomorrow morning, right?” Xu Xiran, who was sitting on the bed pounding at his legs, suddenly asked.

When he spoke, his head was down, and did not look at Fang Mo, but at his own hands.

Fang Mo nodded quickly: “Yeah, why?”

“Monday morning, at Pingdong Building right?” Xu Xiran said, “Don’t leave after class, wait for me. I’ll come and find you.”

Xu Xiran was very familiar with his class schedule.

Fang Mo was a little taken aback: “What for?”

“Let’s have lunch together.”

Xu Xiran looked at him a little strangely, with an expression as if he was asking this question.

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  Idiom that means after experiencing it once, you want to try it again