Burning Desire (1V1H) - Episode 12: Lips and Teeth

Episode 12: Lips and Teeth 

Shen Yue finished her last sip. The glass still held a faint citrus scent. His words startled her. Her eyes narrowed slightly. Her fingertip was circling the rim lightly. It was silent. 

She pursed her lips. She stood up. Her tone was cool. 

“I need some air.” 

The alcohol’s buzz lingered. Her chest was warm and heavy. She didn’t head to the dance floor or bathroom but slipped through a corridor. She pushed open the door to the balcony. 

The night breeze was gentle. It carried a cool floral scent. Shen Yue leaned against the railing. Her ears were still faintly warm. 

Soon, the door behind her clicked open and shut again. 

Huo Cheng approached unhurriedly. His dark shadow was stretched by the balcony’s dim yellow light. It fell at Shen Yue’s feet. 

“It’s windy out here, and you’re dressed so lightly. Not cold?” 

His voice was low. It was tinged with either concern or teasing, hard to tell. 

Shen Yue didn’t reply. She only pulled her hands back. Her fingertips rubbed lightly in her palm. 

Huo Cheng stopped in front of her. It was close enough to hear each other’s breathing. He looked down at her. A mocking smile was on his lips. 

“Last night, I drove you home and kept your stuff safe,” 

He said slowly. His voice lowered in the breeze. 

“Shouldn’t you show some gratitude?” 

Shen Yue froze. She instinctively looked up. She met his slightly squinted, playful expression. 

Not speaking, Huo Cheng leaned down. His breath pressed closer. He deliberately crowded her.

“Silence means you agree?” 

Shen Yue’s body trembled. Her hands were fumbling to push him away. But he caught her waist. He brought her in front of him. Her back was pressed to the railing. 

She felt like a wave had swept her up. She struggled slightly. But his palm tightened around her lower back. It pinned her in place. 

The next moment, Huo Cheng dipped his head. He bit her lower lip lightly, pulled, then licked it back. As if punishing her earlier resistance. 

Shen Yue’s eyes widened. Her head was spinning. She pushed him away frantically. 

“You…” 

“That didn’t count,” 

He said lowly. His voice and lips grazed her ear. Each word was like warm breath. It made her scalp tingle. 

He kissed her deeper. He stole her breath. She clung to his shirt. Her body was trembling uncontrollably. 

His tongue tangled with hers. The soft sounds between their lips and teeth were like forbidden emotions in the night. 

“Huo… Huo Cheng…” 

She tried to pull away. Her voice was shaky. She leaned against the railing. Her hands instinctively grabbed his jacket. 

He didn’t respond. He only licked her wet lip corner again. 

Finally, her legs gave out. Her body was sinking. 

Huo Cheng caught her waist. He lifted her effortlessly. His voice was low and wicked. 

“Can’t even stand?” 

From the balcony to the exit, his friends whistled. They were calling her “sister-in-law.” While some jealous glares—from girls who’d been rejected by Huo Cheng before Shen Yue arrived—followed. Unaware, Shen Yue was thin-skinned. She felt uneasy under the stares. 

“Put me down…” 

Huo Cheng chuckled. He patted her butt. Furious, Shen Yue bit his neck. 

“Hiss…” 

He raised an eyebrow. Quite feisty. 

As the car door opened, cold air rushed in. 

With one of his arms around her, Huo Cheng deftly opened the door. He placed Shen Yue in the back seat. Before she could sit up, he pressed her into the seat’s depths. 

He leaned over. His knee was against the seat. He trapped her. His warm breath fell on her ear. 

“Still trying to run?” 

He laughed softly. His voice was low. It was scratching like a cat’s claws.

“Legs too weak to go anywhere?” 

Shen Yue was blushing. She turned her head. 

“Get off… I need to go home.” 

Huo Cheng chuckled. He pulled her up and onto his lap with ease. 

The sound of leather rubbing echoed clearly in the tight car. 

Before she could react, he pinned her in his arms, immovable. 

Shen Yue protested softly. 

“What are you doing…” 

“Kissing you,” 

He replied. It was slow and lazy. His hand was stroking her back. As if soothing her or quelling her last struggles. 

“I didn’t say you could…” 

She bit her lip. Her breathing was uneven. 

Huo Cheng laughed. He cupped her face. His tongue boldly slipped in. Shen Yue was forced to tilt her head. She melted in his arms. She was clinging to his shoulders. She let him do as he pleased in her mouth. 

Kissed breathless, her eyes reddened. Her fingertips gripped his shirt tightly. 

Huo Cheng licked her flushed lower lip. She glared, muttering something. But it was only for him to nip her lip lightly again. 

“So cute.” 

His tone was lazy yet dangerous. His nose brushed her warm cheek. 

Shen Yue’s ears burned. Her heart was racing. She pushed against his chest instinctively. 

But her strength was nothing to him. 

“You… get lost…” 

She gritted her teeth. Her furious voice lacked threat. It only stirred his wicked side. 

His eyes darkened. He easily pinned her wrists. Taking advantage of her gasp, his hand slipped under her hem. 

His palm grazed her delicate waist. Cool fingers slid upward. 

Shen Yue’s body was touched by his hand. It felt like it was simmering over a low flame. It was tingling and burning. Her ears nearly bled from the heat. 

“Don’t… don’t touch…” 

She bit her lip. Her ears were buzzing. Her eyes misted. 

Huo Cheng chuckled. His palm was stroking her waist lightly. It then slid up. His fingertips were grazing the soft curve of her chest. 

He leaned down. He laughed softly by her ear. He mischievously squeezed. 

“So soft.”

His tone was wicked yet gentle. It was like a compliment. 

Shen Yue jolted like she’d been shocked. Her cheeks were blazing. Her eyes were wet. She was both angry and aggrieved. Her voice was soft and weak. 

“You pervert…” 

He lowered his eyes. His nose brushed her warm cheek. His gaze was dark, his voice hoarse. 

“You’re the one who tempted me first.”