Ch.53 – Does Love at First Sight Exist in Esports?

NSFW.

The day before the competition officially began, the WCAD required all competing teams to convene at the venue, where they would be drawing lots to determine their opponents. The draw was streamed live on the official website to guarantee that the outcomes were fair and open to the public. The teams in the four big groups were seated in four spectator zones, and the captains would draw lots using an electronic device.

When Teams Lincoln and Odin entered one after another, the atmosphere in the arena underwent a subtle change. The lower ranked teams sneaked glimpses at them and whispered among themselves in awe and respect, whereas the top ranked teams glared at them like a tiger watching its prey, observing these two teams who were basically a lock for first place.

The Titans were seated just behind Team Lincoln, whose vice captain and All-star player Kevin looked exactly as he did on TV. He was a man of few words and had an aloof countenance. Zhou Ziyu happened to be sitting directly behind him, and he was so nervous that he broke out in sweat, his back gone rigid.

Wang Yuxi tilted his head towards Yao Sen and said, “A big shot’s aura sure is different. Why don’t you go and learn from him so you can immediately oppress our opponents the moment you enter the arena.”

“Keep your voice down, everyone else is acting unbothered.”

“It’s not like he understands Chinese.”

“I’m just worried that you’ll humiliate yourself in front of the other Chinese teams.”

Having said that, Yao Sen subconsciously sought out Noah’s Ark in Zone A. Noah’s Ark was seated towards the front, but Shao Han was hidden behind the crowd. Yao Sen was a little irritated, but it’ll be fine—he’d be able to get a good look at Shao Han when he goes up on stage in a while anyway.

After all the teams were present, the drawing process officially commenced, and before long, the final small group list for the qualifiers was released.

Yao Sen could be said to have lucked out. In the qualifiers, the Titans were assigned to group I, while Team Lincoln was assigned to group II. However, with powerful South Korean and German teams also in group I, the Titans were bound to face them at least once.

When Yao Sen returned from the draw, Wang Yuxi exhaled a long sigh and patted his shoulder, putting his worries behind him for the time being.

In Group A, Noah’s Ark and Team NL were also separated into different groups. When he saw Cheng Rui, that peculiar Team NL captain, come down from the stage and return to his seat, he couldn’t help but wonder how such a new club would fare against medium-level opponents.

The moment the results of the draw were announced online, Bai Yue, who had been following the live broadcast from the hospital, immediately texted the team.

Bai Yue: Lucky, lucky, fortunately we’re not in the same group as Lincoln

Wang Yuxi, who had just been a nervous-wreck, was immediately fired up: What’s there to be afraid of? We’ll just fuck them up as usual

Bai Yue: Please keep your mouth shut

Yao Sen: How are you recovering

Bai Yue: I’m good, but the food here is bland, I haven’t gotten used to it

After leaving the stadium, the gang bumped into Jiang yang, who was waiting for them outside. Jiang Yang had arrived the day before; his residence was apparently only a half-hour drive away.

Once he’d greeted Yao Sen and the others, Jiang Yang directed his gaze to the entrance of the stadium, his eyes tinged with longing. He then turned to Zhou Ziyu, and upon noticing the tension that had yet to fade from his features, he couldn’t help himself from snorting. “What’s the matter with you? What a wuss.”

“Just now, Kevin from Lincoln sat in front of me! He was right in front of me!” Zhou Ziyu was filled with lingering dread. ”He looks even scarier than he does on TV!”

Jiang Yang’s eyes lit up. Kevin and Ethan, the two gods of the esports world, were naturally also his heroes. Upon hearing what Zhou Ziyu said, he couldn’t resist pressing him for more details.

At this time, Yao Sen told the guys behind him: “Why don’t you all go first? I’m going out to eat with Shao Han in a bit.”

This came as no surprise to the guys who were used to it, but Jiang Yang looked puzzled. “The captain isn’t coming with us?”

Wang Yuxi: “Don’t mind that traitor Yao Sen.”

Yao Sen waited for Shao Han at the entrance. After greeting the Noah’s Ark members, he boldly took Shao Han by the shoulders and went to hail a taxi.

While eating, Yao Sen checked some online comments. Everyone was commenting with the dog head emoji and calling him a lucky bastard under his weibo posts.

“Do you think that Team NL you mentioned can make it to the second stage?” Shao Han asked out of the blue.

“My gut tells me they can, but I have no idea how strong they really are,” Yao Sen answered. “If a fledgling club can make it to the WCAD’s second stage though, their future is bound to be bright.”

Yao Sen paused for a beat, then abruptly changed the topic. “Wanna come to mine this afternoon? Our hotel is pretty close by, and Wang Yuxi and the others aren’t there.”

Shao Han: “Mm, okay.”

After lunch, Yao Sen brought Shao Han back to his hotel. Under his instructions, Wang Yuxi had ducked into Song Mingzhe’s room in order to avoid dog food.

“It’s so hot out. I’m a little sweaty. I’m gonna go shower.” Yao Sen smiled and said, “Wanna join me, baby?”

Shao Han froze, his ears flushed pink. He knew that Yao Sen wasn’t being serious, so he turned around and said, “Go alone.”

“Together.”

Yao Sen dragged Shao Han into the bathroom. Shao Han resisted with a red face, so Yao Sen bent down and kissed his lips, taking his clothes off as he did so. Shao Han leaned against the sink in a panic, his waist held by Yao sen and legs wedged apart by Yao Sen’s leg.

“Hold on… Yao Sen!” Yao Sen stripped Shao Han of his top and threw it into the laundry basket. He hastily grabbed Yao Sen’s hand that was in the middle of unbuckling his belt, and his words were drowned out by Yao Sen’s kisses as he said, “I have a match tomorrow morning… I don’t want to…”

Yao Sen bent down to plant a kiss on Shao Ham’s shoulder, chuckling as he appeased him, “I won’t, I won’t, I just wanna hug you.”

Even though he and Yao Sen hadn’t done it for quite a while, Shao Han was slightly itching to—but it was the middle of the day, and they were in the bathroom. Shao Han was flustered with shame. What’s more, he had a match the next morning, and doing it with Yao Sen always left him sluggish the very next morning, which was far from ideal.

Yao Sen removed his own shirt and pants and stepped into the shower cubicle, turning on the water. He swept away the wet hair on his forehead, and looked at Shao Han with hooded eyes and a smile. “Get in here, baby.”

Shao Han took off his pants exasperatingly slowly before entering the shower cubicle. He couldn’t keep his gaze from drifting to Yao Sen’s crotch, so he averted his eyes and simply closed them as he stood beneath the jet of water.

Yao Sen helped Shao Han wash his hair; the soft locks running through his fingers felt especially nice. Shao Han’s body, covered in shower gel foam, was supple and satiny to the touch. Yao Sen couldn’t resist fondling his slender waist and ass, his palms gently sliding across the full swells of his asscheeks and finally landing on his faintly taut thighs.

Yao Sen’s palms had been warmed by the hot water, and against Shao Han’s bare skin, the heat made his spine tingle.

Shao Han grew hard at Yao Sen’s touch. He bit his lips in shame and embarrassment, wanting nothing more than to finish off and rush out, but Yao Sen hauled him back and embraced him from behind, his hand boldly stroking Shao Han’s gradually hardening cock.

With a gasp of surprise, he gripped Yao Sen’s wrist as he shuddered, eyes watery.

“It’s okay, baby.” Yao Sen kissed his ear. “I’ll lend you my hand.”

Shao Han stiffened up for a long time before he finally relaxed little by little, softly exhaling, “Then hurry up…”

After coming, Shao Han panted in Yao Sen’s arms, his body still trembling from the aftershocks. As he shifted slightly, he felt Yao Sen’s hard cock prodding his lower back.

Shao Han fell silent. As his ears burned, he lightly bit his lips. Struggling free from Yao Sen’s embrace, he turned around and locked his gaze on him before they gradually traveled lower and fell on his erect dick. It appeared to take a lot of courage for him to keep his gaze fixed there.

Yao Sen stood relaxedly and allowed Shao Han to take in the sight of his cock, wearing a vague smile as he said, “What’s the matter?”

“I’ll help you out,” Shao Han mumbled.

He slightly tensed up as he reached for Yao Sen’s cock; slender, damp fingers softly curling over the member before he finally took it in his hand. After rubbing it up and down a few times, he suddenly dropped to his knees. Shao Han shivered as his skin made contact with the cool ceramic tiles, then looked up at Yao Sen, his eyes flickering faintly.

Yao Sen understood what Shao Han wanted to do almost immediately. He opened his mouth but eventually held back, and he was unaware that his voice had gone hoarse as he rasped out, “The floor is too slippery, Shao Han, just use your hand.”

Yet in lieu of responding, Shao Han stuck his tongue out and took a lick at Yao Sen’s length, then mustered up the courage and swallowed the engorged, spirited cock.

Shao Han lapped at Yao Sen’s cock with his inexperienced tongue. The wet heat and softness of the inside of his mouth drew out a low gasp from Yao Sen’s lips. Shao Han lifted his eyes to look at him and was greeted by the sight of Yao Sen’s naked chest and water dripping slowly down his chin, and subconsciously took Yao Sen’s cock a little deeper.

Yao Sen reached out to hold Shao Han’s chin. He could feel himself in Shao Han’s mouth with the fingers that rested on his bulging cheek. Rubbing Shao Han’s mildly chafed lips, he gently urged him backwards a little, muttering, “Baby, you don’t need to swallow me so deeply—your throat will hurt after.”

Not long after that, Shao Han grew a little tired, his wet lips a deep crimson. He sucked and he licked, yet Yao Sen looked to be nowhere close to coming—it made him feel a tiny bit dejected.

He spat Yao Sen out and continued stroking him with his left hand, pausing for a beat before saying, “Does it… not feel good?”

Yao Sen had been enduring everything with slight difficulty. He took a deep breath, stroked Shao Han’s hair, and pulled him to his feet, only to see that Shao Han’s knees had unsurprisingly gone red from kneeling.

“I don’t want to accidentally come in your mouth.” Yao Sen’s husky voice went straight to Shao Han’s ear as he spun Shao Han around and pinned him against the bathroom wall.

Shao Han propped his hands on the wall, and with a red face. He mumbled, “It’s fine.”

“Forget it for now. We can try again next time, okay?” Yao Sen chuckled. The following words he whispered with his magnetic voice, in Shao Han’s feverish ears, sounded a bit vulgar: “Baby, tighten your thighs up a little.”

Yao Sen squeezed some shower gel into his palm and used both hands to spread Shao Han’s thighs apart, lathering the shower gel all over Shao Han’s inner thighs then patting Shao Han’s ass to get him to press his thighs together. Shao Han’s cheeks were so red with shame that it was almost bleeding, but he still pressed his thighs together as per Yao Sen’s request. Yao Sen then thrusted into the small opening between the supple flesh.

After spending over half an hour in the shower, they finally got out. For fear of Shao Han catching a cold, Yao Sen bundled the red-faced Shao Han up in the blanket and blow-dried his hair for him.

As he stroked Shao Han’s soft, tame locks, he couldn’t help but laugh. “I blow-dry Miao Miao’s fur like this too after a bath.”

Shao Han glared at him.

The two stayed in all afternoon. The WCAD opening ceremony would be held the next morning, so as to turn in earlier today, Yao Sen sent Shao Han back to his hotel after dinner.

With millions of Chinese fans flocking to the official stream in the evening, on the morning of the seventh in the US, the WCAD qualifiers officially began.

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