. feeding the sadistic nerves of a food coach .

"Ahmm...". Anying turned his head, shifting at the sensation. But then he felt himself being pulled back from Hanze's chest to stare into electric blue eyes.

It made him pout his swollen lips in dissatisfaction.

"I'm hungry wife. I'll go eat so, come with me.". He said to the glassy eyed youth ..

He felt like kissing the man's pouted lips again as they were so tempting... but no, he'd... Might... just faint or Hanze might develop another need.... So no.

Anying blink when he heard Hanze's words... Hanze was going to eat but was inviting him?... Was he going to join the man..?... If so then why didn't hanze use ' we '?.... And if he wasn't going to eat with Hanze then why the coming along?...

Shouldn't he go to sleep?...

Hanze's hand's left his waist and he felt a sense of loss... Not only that, Hanze even left him wobbly and began walking towards the bathroom...

And anying had to sit on the bed for a while with big eyes staring at the bathroom door and waiting for Hanze to come out because the youth held a sliver of hope that Hanze and he might... Were going to eat together or separately whatsoever... All he needed was food.

He didn't have to wait long because 17 minutes later Hanze exited the bathroom with his sexy bathrobe and hair let loose...

Anying even had an urge to gnaw on Hanze's blemishless collarbone for dinner..... He shook his head hard and looked back to the the now sitting god of darkness and watched him bring out a table filled with assorted food...

His stomach growled immediately after he inhaled the heavenly scent in the dishes...

All this food?... He wondered starring up at Hanze, who at the same time, motioned for him to come over.

The man didn't comment on his uneaten milk and he was sure they were no longer present... Well Maybe Hanze suddenly found out he sent the wrong dishes or... Better, his attitude was too punishing.

Anying sighed internally, hid his anticipation, giddiness and relief and walked over to the waiting man who gestured for him to sit close to him on the sofa.

Anying did, albeit waringly with anticipation because of hunger... Which is why he was surprised when Hanze told him to pick a plate and a pair of chopsticks and...

".take little quantities of rice, place it here".. pointing at the end of a white glass plate."also take those two grilled pork chops and place them besides the rice..hm just like that...". He continued.

Anying with pursed lips didn't understand what hanze was doing... If they were going to eat, why was Hanze wasting his precious time teaching Anying how to place dishes properly when he was hungry and didn't know anying's favourites?.

Finally, after some minutes of arrangements, the plate of food now looked like a decoration, and the scents mixed together brought an appetizing aroma but... What had him staring at Hanze dumbfounded right was because he thought he was hearing double... Hm .. that might be it. Because--

"Feed me wife...". Hanze repeated seeing anying's lost look and caressed anying's chin softly, and then added with a cold tone when Anying still remained dumbfounded,"what?, You won't?.". He asked.

Anying blinked, blinked, blinked and blinked until his brain got tired of thinking and he decided to feed Hanze first to avoid punishment... But what was the meaning of this?..

Was he going to feed Hanze first before having his own share?..

He brought a spoon filled with rice and veggies close to Hanze's mouth, and the youth had to hold the urge of also feeding himself back when Hanze took the spoon into his mouth in a tempting manner.

And this torture for his stomach had to continue until after twenty minutes of Hanze chewing slowly while staring directly at anying's face to gauge his reaction ...

Anying finally sighed in relief when Hanze's food on the plate got finished and he was asked to keep the plate, he did, and placed his sweaty soft hands on top of legs folded with his head lowered.

But he waited and waited, and waited for Hanze to tell him to eat up but nothing came ... He was getting extremely fustrated to the point of talking when Hanze suddenly said,

"Go climb up the bed and sleep wife.".

Excuse him, there was a glitch in the univeral hearing system.... If not then what?!.

He stared up and the blank faced Hanze with dread clearly written all over his face. Tell him it wasn't true ... He conveyed but Hanze just decided to ask,

"What?, You won't?.".

Anying was really lost for words this time... But he still had to get up with teary eyes and head for the bed, then he covered his whole body minus his small head of hair to start staring at the ceiling, feeling resigned while ignoring his rumbling stomach.

Hanze found him pitiful like that... Like he gave a damn.

Anying continued staring at the ceiling for a while until he felt the other side of the bed dip carrying along with it a cold presence besides him.

"You're still awake wife?.". He heard Hanze ask and he answered,

"Yes.....". Not even turning to stare at the blue eyed by his side.

He was lost, as hungry... And tired of crying and thinking...

Only when he felt Hanze's warm tongue probing his lips did he react to quickly parting them. After which he was kissed breathless again and this time, even after hanze pulled back to give him a ' caring ' goodnight kiss on the forehead, he could still feel the older male's teeth marks on his bruised lips.

After kissing him Hanze's hand came around his waist to pull him against a warm chest, then he said to Anying,

"Sleep well hm?.".

Sleep well... No comment.

"Goodnight Hanze". Anying managed to say before willing himself to sleep...

He couldn't bear the hunger nor was he going to leave the bed so, ... Might as well do his new job... Sleeping..

And when the sleep finally caught up to him, he was grateful.

As soon as he slept off, Hanze also closed his eyes and waited for the clock to reach 00:00am.

He had a ' meeting ' to attend to.