I’m Not A Prostitute by traceytries
He Tian and Red become fuckbuddies. This is an excuse for a whole lot of sexy times and the eventual feelings that come with it.
The Art of Makin’ You Mine by kimjongnini88
"Crap, I want to kiss that lips so bad… " He Tian thought silently before he eventually succumbed to his own venereal desires.
a night in the sheets by TuxedoGal
The familiar musky scent of He Tian's half-wet skin still burned in the back of his nose as the taller boy leaned away to let him into his apartment. His dark hair was dripping onto the floorboards, but his robe was sagging half forgotten in his left hand as he pulled at Guan Shan's wrist to guide him into the apartment.
He Tian grinned a sly promise of dinner, disappearing into the kitchen.
Dare to Try It Out by vcent
Mo is expecting to go home after a long day and pass out on his bed. Jian Yi twirling on a mini skirt in front of him is not part of the picture. Neither him trying out one for himself. Or He Tian seeing him in the infamous garment. None of that shit was on his plans today.
Pretty little thing by mgsdays (regencyaus)
Falling in lust is the worst thing that’s ever happened to Mo, Mo decides. Mo used to be smart. Now look at him, he’s gone fucking stupid.
Or, it's He Tian's birthday and Mo is talked into giving him a sweet, sweet gift.
Or, Mo in a maid costume.
Jingle your bells by Yuexuan
He Tian suddenly appears during Christmas and they make good use of the shower room.
mamihlapinatapai by jintsumu
"two people looking at each other, each hoping that the other will do what both desire but neither are willing to do."
Praise by 19dayslink, Elaine (LumCheng)
Eyelids fluttering, cheeks still hot and flushed, Mo finally looked at him. He felt deeply embarrassed, but also helplessly horny at the same time.
He knew that He Tian meant everything he said. That guy wouldn't lie to him about something like that. And he wasn't sure if that made it better or worse. If only his body wouldn't have such a reaction to the other one's praise. Mo couldn't remember ever reacting to that in such a way. Then again - nobody had ever really complimented him on anything.
Don’t Abandon Me by nezukun
“You aren’t fake or sneaky, and you don’t cheat. Also, you… aren’t afraid of ‘darkness’.”
The redhead crossed his arms over his chest, tilting his head to the side and squinting his eyes at He Tian, “...So?”
Better Late Than Never by instantkismet
“Quit the bullshit.” Mo cut in, rolling his eyes.
“So why were you late to work?” he said, voice teasing.
“It’s none of your business.”
“I’d like to make it my business,” he countered.
“You could, my name is He Tian,” he extended a hand.
Insatiable by Monkeysrejoice
Guan Shan thinks He Tian's insatiable, in all the rich boy sense of the word, but He Tian can't really help that he's been fucking hungry
He Tian's and Mo Guan Shan's first time together.
The Wet Dream Incident by TuxedoGal
Guan Shan has a wet dream of He Tian and slowly begins to descend into the hellscape known as being horny as fuck for He Tian. His friend.
sleepwalker by forgottenwords
He was like a sleepwalker. Waking up in the middle of the night, confused and disoriented.
The erection he sported was a little harder to explain.
Everything was normal. Typical. The usual, you know?
Except that everything was not fucking normal. “Normal” was overestimated. What was “normal” anyways??
Normal was NOT seeing He-fucking-Tian stripping in your dreams. It was NOT seeing him closing the distance with your lips while naked. It was definitely NOT waking up aroused about it.
outta my mind (trippin' inside) by minisoysquares
Under the blanket, Mo Guan Shan was hard as nails, just rubbing against his sleeping pants was torture. Ignoring it until went it away wasn't gonna be an option. Not if he wanted to get some fucking shut eye.
Try as he might to clean his mind, when he finally let his eyes slip closed, apprehensive, he knew what would be expecting him: He Tian, standing over him, buck naked, their lips just shy of touching.
Yes, I Do the Cooking. Yes, I Do the Cleaning by Sukunyan
It's He Tian's birthday, and Jian Yi has successfully talked Mo into wearing a Maid Outfit. It's the final push they need to finally do something about all that tension between them.
Mo reflecting on his relationship with He Tian since high school and what he really wants. Finally making a move.
illusions & whispers by forgottenwords
He wanted to be able to acknowledge the feelings that were hidden in his subconscious, but it was too hard to accept.
Or: the wet dream that Guan Shan had featuring He Tian.
like i'm a domino (take me down) by minisoysquares (JenovaVII)
Mo Guan Shan appeared, with arms crossed and a fierce frown yet dutifully donning his costume.
Black fabric and white frills over a long toned frame. Complementing the look was a cutesy apron, well tied bows at the throat and back, headpiece and all.
He Tian's jaw could have dropped.
Camera Shy by bachtoreality
Mo picks up a side hustle and He Tian catches on.
An old wound leads Mo to a spa on doctor’s orders. His experience is anything but relaxing.
Undisclosed Desires by AtomicNebula13
If you told Mo several years ago that he would be willingly submissive to another person he would have punched you in the face. Mo didn't bend to anyone, he wouldn't be controlled and if anyone tried to make him he would become combative. Yet, somehow He Tian had managed to unlock a part of him he didn't even know existed.
Customer Satisfaction: Guaranteed by figglypudding
A personal predicament leads to Mo desperately yet cluelessly analyzing a sex shop's products, trying to find the best fit. He needs help, but will he accept it? More importantly, can he handle it?
Returning the Favour by Bloody_Plunder
"Wait. What. What are you doing?" He Tian asked in shock. Momo only stared up at him with a serious sort of expression, that held an air of confidence and ease He Tian would never had expected from the usually avoidant boy. And it sent one hell of a shiver up He Tian's spine and straight down to his groin. Despite the foul mood he had been in, his biology could not stand a fighting chance at the image of Momo on his knees before him.
