Yu Xi’s ears burned, his heart thudding in his chest. He turned his gaze back to the waterfall, trying to hide the smile tugging at his lips. Jian Ci’s laughter rang out, warm and teasing, as he began to undress.

Yu Xi watched, his mouth dry, his heart hammering against his ribs. The waterfall’s roar was a constant, thrilling pulse in his ears, matching the thrum of his own blood. Jian Ci’s fingers worked the buckle of his belt, slow and deliberate, his dark eyes never leaving Yu Xi’s face.

The leather slid free with a soft whisper, and Jian Ci let it drop. His hands went to the waistband of his trousers, thumbs hooking under the fabric. He pushed them down, inch by inch, the material sliding over his thighs, revealing legs that were strong and sculpted. He wasn’t just stripping; he was performing, giving Yu Xi a show, and Yu Xi was drinking every second of it.

The pants joined the shirt on the stone bench. Jian Ci stood there in nothing but a pair of vibrant red underwear, the color shocking against the green backdrop of the rainforest. It was a bold statement, a flag of desire planted right in the middle of this paradise.

"Ohhh," Yu Xi breathed, the sound escaping him before he could catch it. "That’s different."

Jian Ci’s grin widened, predatory and pleased. "Do you like it?"

"I love it," Yu Xi said, the words raw and honest.

With a flick of his hips, Jian Ci hooked his thumbs into the waistband of the red underwear and pulled them down. He didn’t peel them off; he simply let them fall, as if they were nothing, as if the act of revealing himself to Yu Xi was the most natural thing in this private world.

Yu Xi’s eyes locked onto the sight. Jian Ci was completely naked now, his body a testament to power and grace. He stood before Yu Xi, a soft, predatory smile on his lips

He walked over and his fingers, cool from the evening air, brushed against the hem of Yu Xi’s shirt. "Let me help you take off your clothes, babe."

Yu Xi felt it then, that familiar, delicious hypnosis that only Jian Ci could induce. His mind went pleasantly blank, his body humming with anticipation. He didn’t react fast enough. The soft cotton of his shirt was lifted, dragging gently over his arms, his head, and then it was gone. Jian Ci placed it neatly on the bench, his movements deliberate. He reached for Yu Xi’s belt.

The touch of cold metal on his stomach broke the spell, just for a second. "I will do it," Yu Xi breathed, his voice lower than he intended.

Jian Ci’s smile widened. "Okay." He leaned in then, closing the small distance, and captured Yu Xi’s lips. It wasn’t a deep kiss. It was a soft, wet press that tasted like mint and sheer want. Then he let him go, stepping back with a look that was pure fire, his skin gleaming in the dappled light. Then he jumped, a perfect arc into the churning water below.

The splash was loud. Yu Xi watched, his breath catching, as his naked boyfriend disappeared beneath the surface. A second later, Jian Ci’s head popped up, his dark hair plastered to his forehead, water streaming down his face. "Babe, hurry up," he called, his eyes locked on Yu Xi, unblinking.

"Someone is impatient," Yu Xi said, his fingers finally working on his shoes. He kicked them off.

"Can you blame me, Little Xi?"

Yu Xi unbuckled his belt, the leather sliding through the loops with a hushed, sensual sound. He pulled it free, letting it dangle from his fingers for a moment.

"Yes, daddy," Jian Ci purred from the water, his voice carrying over the rush. "Do you want to spank me with it?"

A hot thrill shot straight down Yu Xi’s spine. "I just might if you keep that up," he said, his own smile turning wolfish. He let the belt fall, then pushed his pants and underwear down in one go, stepping out of the pooled fabric.

The cool air kissed his skin, but it did nothing to cool the heat building inside him. On the rock, Jian Ci’s smile was a radiant, hungry thing, his eyes drinking in the sight of Yu Xi, fully naked and already hard for him.

Yu Xi walked to the edge and entered the water. The cold was a shock, a gasp against his overheated skin. The moment he was waist-deep, a strong hand grabbed his wrist and yanked. He stumbled forward, into the deeper, colder center, and right into Jian Ci’s waiting arms. Their mouths crashed together.

Jian Ci’s lips were cool and wet, but his tongue was searing hot as it swept into Yu Xi’s mouth. Yu Xi groaned, his hands coming up to tangle in Jian Ci’s hair, pulling him closer.

The sound of the waterfall faded into a distant hum, replaced by the slick, wet sounds of their kissing, the ragged pulls of their breath. They kissed like they were drowning and the other was air. Deep, desperate, all-consuming. Yu Xi could feel Jian Ci’s hard cock pressing against his own stomach, a hot brand even through the cool water.

When they finally broke apart, gasping, Yu Xi managed to rasp, "Had enough?"

Jian Ci’s eyes were dark, pupils blown wide. "Not yet."

Yu Xi laughed, a short, breathless sound, and splashed a handful of water right into his boyfriend’s smirking face. The spell broke into playful chaos. They swam, they chased, they splashed, their laughter mixing with the roar of the falls. They raced from one mossy rock to another, their competitive spirits flaring. Sometimes Yu Xi’s longer strokes won out; sometimes Jian Ci’s sheer, reckless speed did.

Finally, spent from the exertion, Yu Xi swam over to where Jian Ci was floating on his back. "I beat you. Five to four."

Jian Ci chuckled, rolling upright. Water droplets clung to his lashes. "I accept defeat. What do you want as a reward?"

Yu Xi didn’t answer with words. He closed the distance, his hands finding Jian Ci’s waist under the water, and pulled their bodies flush together. Their lips met again, but this time it was slower, deeper, a simmering heat returning to a boil. Yu Xi’s hands began to move, roaming over the slick, firm planes of Jian Ci’s back, down to the swell of his ass.

He groped, he kneaded, and Jian Ci moaned right into his mouth, the vibration shooting through Yu Xi like lightning. Jian Ci’s own hands were far from innocent, sliding down Yu Xi’s spine, dipping into the cleft of his ass, pulling him even tighter.

The sounds of their kissing, wet and filthy, were muffled by the endless thunder of the waterfall. Their foreheads pressed together, noses brushing, sharing the same humid, panting breath.

"You are hard," Yu Xi murmured, grinding his hips forward to prove his point, their erections sliding together underwater.

Jian Ci’s chuckle was a dark, breathy sound. His eyes were half-closed, hazy with lust. "So are you." He sealed the statement with another kiss, biting Yu Xi’s lower lip gently before sucking it into his mouth.

Their skin was on fire, a blazing contrast to the cool water surrounding them. Yu Xi slid his hands from Jian Ci’s ass, up over his hip bones, across the tight, trembling muscles of his stomach. He touched every ridge of Jian Ci’s abs, mapping them with his fingertips, before finally, finally wrapping his hand around the hard, hot length of Jian Ci’s cock.

Jian Ci gasped, a sharp, broken sound. His head fell back, exposing the long line of his throat.

Yu Xi smiled against his jaw. "You like that?"

"I freaking love it," Jian Ci panted, his voice strained. "Don’t stop."

Jian Ci tried to reach between them, his fingers seeking Yu Xi’s own aching dick, but Yu Xi caught his wrist. "No. Let me do it."

A shiver ran through Jian Ci. He brought his captured hand around, instead grabbing a handful of Yu Xi’s ass, squeezing hard. He leaned in, his lips brushing the shell of Yu Xi’s ear, his whisper a hot, wet promise. "As you wish, my love."

Yu Xi’s breath left him in a rush. He adjusted his grip under the water, his fingers finding both of them. He wrapped his fist around his own cock and Jian Ci’s, pressing them together. The sensation was incredible, the slick, hot slide of skin on skin, amplified by the water, which wasn’t enough lubrication, making the friction deliciously rough. He began to stroke.

A ragged groan tore from Jian Ci’s throat. Yu Xi set a rhythm, his fist pumping up and down their combined lengths. The water around their hips rippled and churned with the motion. Jian Ci buried his face in the crook of Yu Xi’s neck, his hot, open-mouthed pants scalding against his skin. Yu Xi could feel every twitch, every pulse of Jian Ci’s cock against his own.

"Fuck... Little Xi... right there..." Jian Ci’s words were slurred, lost in pleasure. His breathing hitched, grew faster, more ragged. His hips began to jerk, fucking up into Yu Xi’s tight fist. He was close, teetering on the edge.

"I am gonna cum," Jian Ci gasped, the words a hot warning against Yu Xi’s neck. "Ah Ah Little Xi, I am fucking cumming..."

Hearing that raw, desperate confession, feeling Jian Ci’s body tense and tremble against him, was all it took. Yu Xi’s control shattered. His own orgasm ripped through him, violent and blinding. With a choked shout, he came, his release hot and sudden, mixing with the cool water. A heartbeat later, he felt Jian Ci pulse in his hand, a hot, wet rush joining his own.

They clung to each other, shuddering, as the waves of pleasure slowly, slowly receded. The only sounds were the waterfall and their own harsh, gulping breaths. Slowly, Jian Ci lifted his head. His eyes were glazed, his lips swollen and wet. He leaned in, and they kissed again, deep and slow and filthy, tasting each other, their tongues languidly exploring in the aftermath.