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Third day, the work in the new house proceeds well. One thing he wanted at all costs was a proper hydraulic system which, for Xuanghen standards, it's a luxury only very rich people can afford, and now it has it. A little above his budget, but he decided that this house must be perfect and have everything, to the cost of getting indebted for all the rest of his life.
For now, he just sold the very few valuable items he still possessed, that he kept that long only because he likes them, for the symbolic value they had for him. That got him enough money to buy materials and some furniture he couldn't just craft. He didn't want to ask more money to WuXin, since he has already leant him that little fortune to buy the house right away.

He is working whole day, every day, without rest. Even when all the helpers from Ming clan return to Shiinden to rest, in the evening, he still stays there to do more, till late night.
And tonight it's not different. He stays to work on one of the terraces until, half frozen and totally exhausted, he is forced to stop.
Since the hydraulic system is already functioning, he decides to wash himself in what will, in a few days of work, be an actual shower in a bathtub, a bit in a northern style, but smaller than average.

While being under the hot water, his mind keeps wandering, on its own, and always in the same direction: Mochi.
'He is rather cute, it's strange that others treat him like that.'
'My family seems to like him a lot, maybe ZhuShen has a thing for him.'
'He is really handsome… if he was in South Korea he would be an idol for sure.'
'Those lips…’
In truth, he has been kind of haunted by thoughts about him for the whole day, the past couple of days. He often caught himself staring at him, getting distracted and having those useless thoughts about him. Which is already weird enough, in his opinion. There is something that makes him attracted to that nimox, in a way that he had not felt in a very long time.

He walks out the bathroom in clean clothes, as he brought his bag with stuff there already, and hair still wet. Everyone else should have left the house hours ago, but as he gets closer to the end of the corridor, he hears some light, repetitive sounds from the living room area.
He stops by the entrance of the house and looks in the direction the sound comes from, freezing entirely at the sight of Mochi, still there, refining the frame of a window.
What really shocks WonPil, at that point, is that… he got hard. Just like that. Something that literally didn't happen since the first weeks with TiHao, when he had not much control over it. It's as if he suddenly entered puberty again and that the source of it was that nimox.

What makes it even more strange is that ever since he got tortured, years before, he lost his sexual desire. He still had sex with TiHao, to make him happy, but he didn't have the usual desire for it. And he also had serious impotence issues, that he tried to hide by always wanting to do it belly-down and refusing any kind of BJ or HJ.
In the past five years, his desire never awakened and he never felt the need to do it, not even to just touch himself from time to time. The only occasion in which he felt something was with Song, that night, when WonZi gave them the drink, but it wasn't as strong as it is right now.

WonPil remains motionless, staring at Mochi from the distance. He feels so lost, like he was drunk.
A few moments after, he starts approaching, with his heart beating like crazy, so much he almost struggles to breathe.
He stops when he is just a few centimetres from the other, whom finally seems to notice him. As soon as Mochi turns around, WonPil grabs his left wrist. All he can think about is how much he wants to lie with him, he doesn't even know or care how, he just wants it, desperately.
He throws his body on his and starts to kiss him, very passionately. It all almost feels like a dream, as if it was his body but he wasn't in control of it.

And the unthinkable actually happens.

In the end, WonPil steps back, panting. He cried half of the time and didn't last too long. After so many years of abstinence, his performance was even too dignified, especially considering that it was his very first time as top with a man. It was like having a second first time, and in a way it was really satisfying, but something, or everything, was off and it made him an emotional mess.
Especially the fact that Mochi was… totally weird. He didn't move nor make a single sound. But he neither opposed, fought or said something to stop him. And it all leaves WonPil with a bunch of worries. Did he just abuse that guy?

WonPil ends up bursting in tears again, a moment after. He approaches Mochi and hugs him, starting with an endless chant of apologies.
He isn't the type for one night stands or to go bed with the first guy he finds attractive and what he did makes him so confused and sick. It wasn't natural, Mochi really has something on him that caused all that.