In the morning, Zhan awoke with the feeling of Yibo's gentle kisses on his cheek, his jawline, his neck and the tender touches on his skin under his sleeping shirt. Moaning softly, he pulled Yibo to him and they kissed passionately as Yibo's hand slid lower and lower until it slipped inside Zhan's sleeping pants, gently caressing Zhan's inner thighs before Yibo wrapped his hand around Zhan's hard cock and slowly moved his hand up and down.

As their tongues played with each other, Yibo let himself slide on top of Zhan. Zhan wrapped his arms around him and quickly moved his hands under Yibo's shirt. Yibo, for his part, straightened up, took off his shirt without further ado and then took off Zhan's shirt. Zhan tenderly ran his fingertips over Yibo's back as they rubbed their hard cocks on each other. It reminded Zhan of yesterday afternoon when they made out on the sofa in a similar situation. Only this time it was somehow different. More demanding and more intense. More naked, especially after Yibo stripped them both of their sleeping pants and they were completely naked.

When Zhan spread his legs, Yibo automatically slipped between his legs. And somehow that made it even more intense, even more yearning for something they'd both never done with anyone before. But Zhan had an inkling of what it would feel like if they went all the way this time and actually made love. Zhan had never had sex with a man, but he had certainly tried his hand at certain sex toys. He didn't like it the first few times, which is why he sometimes let several weeks pass before trying again. But eventually he got the hang of it and started to enjoy it. Of course, he knew that this was no comparison to sex with a real man and not a sex toy.

Yibo, who had already secretly read up about sex between two men yesterday and used the evening to talk to Youn in their own secret language and get tips, while Zhan and Wooseok thought they were just talking about the past, had woken up in the morning and was as hot as the neighbor's Lumpi. (A saying) Because he had dreamed of himself and Zhan doing it and how much he liked it. So hot for Zhan, he couldn't help but snuggle up to him, kiss and caress him. And now lying between Zhan's legs, he felt how much he really wanted Zhan and could no longer hold back. He wanted Zhan and he wanted him now. He nibbled on Zhan's earlobe and whispered the question in his ear: "How far can I go?"

Zhan thought for a moment, then reached over to his bedside cabinet and pulled out a small box. He opened the box and Yibo's eyes began to light up. The box contained a tube of lubricant and a few condoms. "But let me do the preparation. I have to go to the toilet first and get ready." Zhan whispered and Yibo nodded. It doesn't sound romantic, but it's necessary if they want to do it right. Yibo had also read about the preparation, the anal shower, and also thought it was important. So he let Zhan get up and waited impatiently in bed until Zhan returned.

When Zhan slid back into bed with Yibo, Yibo immediately pulled him towards him and watched Zhan prepare himself with the lube. Yibo was so turned on by the sight that he could hardly contain himself. And finally, when Zhan thought he was ready, he handed Yibo a condom and applied a good portion of lube as Yibo slid the condom onto his hard cock. And finally, Zhan lay wide-legged under Yibo, his legs stretched upwards, more excited and nervous than he had ever been in his life.

Yibo's heart was beating wildly in his chest. And at this moment, when he was about to do it with Zhan, when they were kissing, holding each other and feeling this happiness and anticipation, Yibo knew one thing as sure as the Amen in the church. He loves Zhan! He's not just in love with him. He LOVES HIM! And he has done so all this time. He no longer had any doubt about that.

Very slowly and carefully, Yibo entered him. Zhan breathed calmly and tried to relax as best he could. Because only if he relaxed would it not hurt at best. Or not so much. He felt every millimeter that Yibo penetrated him. And nothing hurt! They were doing everything right. And as soon as Yibo had fully penetrated him, Zhan's feelings for Yibo exploded and he wanted to tell Yibo how he felt about him. But Yibo was faster than him.

Yibo kissed him tenderly, looked deep into his eyes and said: "I love you Xiao Zhan. You will never get rid of me again. Never again. Because I want to be with you. And if possible, until my last breath."

A tear of joy trickled from Zhan's eye. He gave Yibo a kiss and replied: "I love you too, Wang Yibo. And I..." Zhan didn't get any further. Because Yibo pressed his lips firmly to his mouth, kissed him and began to thrust slowly.

Their bodies were connected in the most intimate way and in deep love for each other. Carefully, Yibo moved back and forth inside him as they both moaned and let themselves sink completely into their lovemaking. And although it was the first time for both of them, they had lasted 10 minutes before they came together. Yibo had helped Zhan along by masturbating his cock while he was inside Zhan, moving back and forth faster and faster as they got closer to orgasm.

After they both climaxed, the two lay next to each other in bed, breathing heavily and quickly, kissing and just being happy. "That was even better than in my dream. It was so beautiful." Yibo whispered and gently stroked Zhan's cheek.

"It was amazing." Zhan replied, pressing his face against Yibo's chest. "I hope we didn't wake our guests." He added after he remembered that Youn and Seok were staying in the guest room at their place.

"Don't worry. They left two hours ago. Youn sent me a text message on my cell phone. They have to work today so they left early. And I'm supposed to tell you that Seoki hasn't made any progress with the USB stick yet. Apparently the encryption is harder than he thought."

"Oh, okay." Zhan said simply because he didn't know what else to say. Besides, he didn't want to talk about them or the USB stick. All he wanted to do was look at Yibo, kiss him and touch him. Could this really be real? Or was he just dreaming? To find out, Zhan pinched his arm. It hurt. So it was real. And Zhan almost started crying out of sheer happiness. But he just managed to hold back.

It was a different story for Yibo. He suddenly had tears in his eyes and hugged Zhan tightly. "I can't put into words how happy I am right now." He said, sobbing quietly. And Yibo wondered how he could ever have believed that his job as an agent and idol made him completely happy? Because now he knew better! Now he had Zhan. And Zhan makes him so happy that he even cries from sheer happiness. 20 minutes later, they did it again, this time holding out for 15 minutes and then falling exhausted into a deep sleep, from which they only woke up in the afternoon when Yibo's cell phone rang. His dad was calling him and just wanted to ask how he was.

After the phone call with his dad, Yibo followed Zhan into the shower, where they washed each other and paused every time they kissed and just couldn't stop. No wonder they spent a whole hour in the shower, where they indulged in their passion a third time and had sex.

Starving, they went into the kitchen and ate the leftover snacks from the evening that they had put in the fridge before going to bed. They drank a glass of water and a cup of coffee. Then they got dressed and made their way to the agency together. Agent Fang had called and asked them to come to the agency because the results of the first autopsies were available.

On the way to the agency, Yibo drove with Zhan to his apartment. Now that they were a couple, he finally wanted Zhan to know where he lived. And maybe later, on the way back from the agency, they would stop there again and go to Yibo's apartment so that Zhan could have a look around. But he didn't tell Zhan that yet. If he did, it would be a surprise. So he just stopped in front of the apartment building and pointed: "I live up there on the 26th floor."

"Wow, okay. You must have a good view." Zhan replied and tried to see up to the 26th floor. But the weather wasn't good, it was raining and slightly foggy. The best he could see was up to the 10th floor.

"Not really. There are other skyscrapers all around that spoil the view. But that doesn't usually bother me. I'm rarely there anyway."

"I understand." Zhan replied and they drove on, only stopping again when they reached the agency's parking lot. And before they got out of Yibo's car, Yibo leaned over to Zhan, pulled his chin towards him and kissed him.

They entered the annex of the agency, the new building that was indeed state of the art, and went straight up to the third floor, where they stopped in front of Agent Fang's office. One by one, the big bosses moved from the old building to the new one. A few days ago, Agent Fang moved his office there. Yibo knocked on the door, but there was no response. He knocked again, but again nothing.

After Yibo had knocked on his boss's office door a third time and there was no response, they were about to go into the old building to see if Agent Fang was there. But then they suddenly heard a low rumble from the office. Yibo pushed Zhan to the side of the door and ordered him to stay there. Then he drew his gun, opened the door, jumped into the office and called Zhan to him shortly afterwards. Zhan looked briefly at Yibo's gun. He kept forgetting that Yibo had always carried a gun with him since the incident in the villa.

Zhan entered the office and looked around in bewilderment at the chaos. "I don't think Agent Fang caused this mess." Zhan said quietly and walked further into the office. He walked up to the desk and saw that someone had obviously been looking for something there. The drawers had been pulled out and the contents were scattered on and around the desk. He also saw that the computer was switched on.

"We'd better not touch anything here and get Agent Fang." Yibo said and was about to leave with Zhan, but Zhan didn't move and looked at Yibo questioningly.

"Who do you think it was? And what were they looking for?" Zhan wanted to know.

"Well, I don't know. But there are CCTV cameras all over the building. Maybe they recorded the perpetrator."

"I don't think so. Can you see the window? It's open." Zhan said, stepping up to the window and looking out. "Whoever did this certainly didn't jump out. But there's a gutter pipe here and the culprit could have climbed up and down it."

Yibo agreed with Zhan. Then the two of them left the office and set off in search of Agent Fang. He had to be somewhere. After all, they had arranged to meet him here. But where could he be? Why didn't he show up on time? And who broke into the office? Above all, why did someone break in? Had the culprit found what he was looking for? With many questions, they made their way into the old building.