Eddy Chen had always been a little bit obsessed with Brett Yang's neck. Not in a creepy sense, but in a sense that it's beautiful. It's usually exposed, so when Brett wears the high-necked practice shirt, Eddy might've just lost his mind.

Eddy's POV

I really requested the apparel team to create a piece of merch that was high-necked. It really wasn't out of my comfort zone, since I'm used to wearing things that Brett would consider "bold". An example is when I dyed my hair with caramel highlights. Brett was a bit too in love with it.

Oh, did I mention that Brett is my lovely significant other?

I could tell that Brett was a bit nervous to model the new shirt. I don't really mind. He looks so good with the shirt. Something about it seems so sexy. If someone were to ask me what was my biggest physical attraction to Brett, I would tell them his neck. It's so beautiful and not to mention the fact that it's always exposed for everyone to see. The skin on his neck is also very smooth and easily markable.

The only time it's not exposed is when he wears scarves. Which is a rare occurrence since it's hot in Australia. So, there's really something about how the high-necked shirt. Especially how it's hiding a part of his neck but not completely covering it up. Almost like a love bite or something.

I really don't know where this neck fetish for Brett came from, but it's not leaving anytime soon. It's easy to resist it when were with our kind photographer. I want him to be spared of the sight to me devouring Brett Yang.

But that's a different story when we're filming alone. I just want to pin him to the couch nearby and kiss him until he can't breathe anymore. Seeing him in that type of merch is just too damn tempting.

"Okay guys, accent the like button and legato the subscribe button. We'll see you next time. Byeeee!" Brett says as I turn off the camera.

Brett sighs and I just couldn't control myself anymore.

"Bretty, I wanna sit on your lap, can I?" I asked innocently, looking at him.

"Yeah, sure." He said, not looking up from his phone.

After I fixed the filming equipment, I went in front of him and straddled his lap. Brett was shocked at the move but didn't mind it. I think he just thought I want cuddles. I would, but I want something more for now.

I leaned my head on his left shoulder and kept my hands on his waist. He put his phone down and started to hug me back. He rubs his right hand up and down my back and his left hand threading through my hair. I sigh at the sensation, feeling content because of his touch. I started to move my head a bit nearer his neck and placed a kiss above the collar of his shirt.

He sighed softly and I continued to press open-mouthed and hot kisses down his neck.

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I don't stop kissing his neck as he held me closer to him. I bring the collar down and bite lightly on the skin between his neck and shoulders. He moans as I place my left hand on the side of his neck. His hand from my hair was long gone as he put it on my head. Lifting it up gently so that he could see my face.

I decided to just kiss his lips as passionately as possible. I licked his bottom lip so that he could open his mouth. Once he did, our tongues were fighting for dominance. He removed his hands from my cheeks and slowly put it back on my hair. He tugged on it a little and I could immediately feel myself get weaker at the action.

What a little shithead. He knows how to dominate me even if I'm on top of him.

He pulls away from the kiss and removes my glasses gently. I close my eyes as I can feel him remove my shirt. He slowly runs his fingertips down my skin, making me shudder at the touches. He really knows how to turn me on.

I return to his neck again. I decided to mark his neck a bit higher than the one I did beforehand. I nipped on the skin near his pulse and sucked on in harshly. He moans as he takes off my sweatpants and underwear. I licked on the spot and immediately know that what I did will definitely leave a mark.

He grabs a bottle of lube from somewhere near. We always mess around, so there's likely a bottle of it somewhere. I continue to mark his neck, no matter where it is. I still keep one hand on his neck, caressing the skin. Whatever magic his neck seems to hold, it's really not wearing off. I'm addicted as ever. Brett starts to lather two fingers with lube and slowly push into me.

I mean, who wouldn't marvel at the art that is Brett Yang's neck? The skin on it is so soft and smooth, the way it stretches and the willingness of it to be marked. The way he rarely wears anything near it, bit when he does he manages to look even prettier that any other people out there. The arch of his neck and the dip of his collarbones. It's simply just easy and accessible. He always keeps it like this, so seeing it a bit more concealed is a bit teasing.

I can't help myself, okay? Not when we're alone and I've been holding back for an entire week.

He hits the spot and I feel my head spin a bit. It feels so good. My left hand stayed on his neck and I used the other one to unbutton and unzip the pants he was wearing. I could already feel his hard cock from just the underwear covering it. I take it out, slowly and lightly pumped it. He moans at the pleasure and still continues to pump his fingers in and out of me.

"Brett, I need you now." I said with urgency, feeling like I'm about to explode any minute now.

"Shh, calm down darling, we'll get there. Just put it in you and you can take it at your own pace, okay?" He said as he pet my hair again with his clean hand.

I aligned myself with him and slowly sunk down. I sighed a little and allowed myself to adjust. Brett leaned his head against the wall and I placed my head in between the space. I started to move at a normal pace, gradually allowing myself to ride his cock. As I quicken the pace, the harder my bite gets.

He grabbed me by my hips, guiding me from riding him. I could hear him sigh and eventually turned into a moan when I bit particularly harder.

"Lovely, I c-can't hold it in anymore." Brett said as I ride his dick harder.

"Cum for me, Brett. I want you to fill me up as much as you could." Eddy said breathlessly, working himself on top of the older man.

I held Brett's neck with both of my hands, not choking the older man. I only held it because it brings me that comfort. I feel him come inside me and I still continue, chasing my orgasm. He jerks me at the pace of my riding and I eventually cum.

I rest my forehead against his, still not letting go of my touch on his neck. I kiss him softly and sweetly, as a sign of gratitude for giving me the best thing I could have at that moment. We pulled away and he holds me closer to him.

"I love you too much." He said, eyes closed, basking in the warmth of the atmosphere.

"Can't say I don't feel the same way." I responded and leaned my head on his shoulder again.

After he cleaned us both up and got us dressed for bed, he dries my hair with a blow-dryer.

"I'm sorry about the hickeys." I apologized as I saw his neck littered with red and purple marks.

"It's alright. I have a question, though."

"Shoot."

"What was that about? You never really engage sex that way. Usually you'd be the soft one who wants to be comfortable on a bed before doing it. What happened back there?" He asked with curiosity. He turned the blow-dryer off as I turn to him.

"Please don't find it weird but I have a thing for your neck." I said, looking him straight up at his eyes.

"Well, continue." He urged and smiled.

"You know how it's always exposed, even when you're wearing shirts and jackets? You wearing high-necked shirts are like the hottest thing. It's like, you're hiding a secret or something. I swear, I just lost my mind, right then and there. I just wanted to hold it and bite into the skin, I'll never really choke you but I like holding your neck. You're just too sexy, you know." I said with a soft chuckle.

"Ah, never knew you thought about that." He said honestly.

"Do you find it weird?" I asked.

"Nope. It's because I have the same feeling about your hands."

"Okay. Let's sleep, then." I said as I lied down on the bed, inviting him to sleep.

He didn't say anything but got in the bed. Before holding me close to him, he pulled the blanket over us and kissed my forehead. I close my eyes and allowed myself to sleep at the comfort of the love of my life next to me.

"Wait, did you just admit that you have a thing for my hands?" I asked sleepily.

"Yeah, but you have to go to sleep. Don't think to much about it." Brett said, dismissing the topic.

He held me closer and tighter to him.

"We're talking about it tomorrow, okay?"

"Yeah, yeah."