#maybe i just inferred incorrectly ... i love that i can picture all this so clearly - i've said before: you write in a very cinematic way

[xcziel]

Between Dusk and Dawn

@alxina & @xantissa

Rating: Explicit

Warnings: Graphic Depictions Of Violence

Characters: Wu Xie/Wang Can Characters: Wu Xie (DMBJ Series), Wang Can (DMBJ Series), Wang Meng (DMBJ Series), Liu Sang (DMBJ Series), Wang Pangzi, Zhang Qiling

Relationship: Wu Xie/Wang Can

Additional Tags: Alternate Universe, AU, Undercover, Anal Sex, Oral Sex, Hand Jobs, First Time, Angst, Humor, Romance, The 10 years when Wu Xie was a mob widow Summary:

Summary:

When Wang Can stumbled onto Wu fucking Xie while hiding abroad, he expected everything but being told to play a goddamn honeytrap on the man!

Sex he could deal with, but emotions were not supposed to be a part of this.

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Wang Can set down the water bottles and the food containers on the tiny table that came with his room, gritting his teeth at the lack of foresight on his part when he’d chosen to get the cheapest hotel possible - and the cheapest room there - when he arrived in Mumbai. When the only man here, who served not just as the receptionist, but also as the handyman and the room service person, had widened his eyes at Wang Can’s request for a non-AC room, he had felt confident in his ability to survive the heat here since he had spent the last few months in the intense heat of the Sahara, and the recorded temperatures here weren’t really that high by comparison. What he hadn’t factored in was that it would be this humid.

He flung the windows open, pulling the curtains wide so that there would at least be some air circulation in the room, and cursed again, sitting back on the bed with his food. He had arrived here yesterday and had spent almost an entire day sleeping off the jetlag, only waking up to ring for food. Which had taken a hell of a long time to appear, at which point he’d realised that it was only that one person running the entire establishment. So, as he felt mostly awake today, he’d set out to get his own food and found it far less of a hassle than trying to call the reception, where his call never got picked up even after several rings.

His hair kept sticking to the back of his neck no matter how he put it up, so, in a huff, he had pulled it all up into a bun and let it stay that way. If he wasn’t so incredibly tired he would have never been able to sleep in this heat like he had yesterday. He made his way through the food quickly, swallowing it down with the thankfully chilled water, then took out the new handset and sim card which he had purchased here. He laid them down on the bed, popped out the new sim card and inserted it into the slot in the phone, and set it to charge while he pulled out the phone he had used until now. He hadn’t switched it on even once after he decided to leave, and he hesitated a little before switching it on now. There was a chance that he could be tracked, but since he had decided to destroy it anyway, he thought that he could take a look at his inbox once before that.

As his phone came back to life, it started chiming with a dozen messages and Wang Can squinted to see who they were from. All of the recent ones were from Old Lecher.

He blinked at the first few, only slowly realizing that they were sent right after he had left that morning, sent only a few minutes apart from each other, and something twisted in his stomach as he read them.

Wang Can, where are you?