Chapter 180 - 4.45 Cold And Lonely [M]
It was when Lu Yizhou snapped his hips forward did he recognize that the man was still buried inside him, deep, hardening by each second. His eyes flew open in bewilderment but all he could see was the subtle tilt of Lu Yizhou’s smirk. "Are you awake?" That one question sent lightning coiling all over his body and every sensation crashed back into him in full force. He could feel where they were connected, the wide girth of Lu Yizhou’s cock that made a place within himself, the subtle throbs and twitches when he rolled his hips, a promise of more to come.
Heimo choked on his breath. "T—The dual cultivation is done—"
"Yes." Lu Yizhou straightened up and lifted Heimo’s legs up to his shoulders, almost folding him in half. "The proper business is done. Now, we are getting to the real thing." Then, he started to pull out until only the tip remained before ramming in with one sharp movement. Heimo gasped out a scream, tears filled his eyes from the oversensitivity. "Didn’t you say that you’re going to kill me, Lan’er?" Lu Yizhou whispered into his ears, taunting. "I am still waiting."
"You—meanie!" He scratched, squirmed and kicked, yet Lu Yizhou had a tight grip on him, fingers digging into the flesh of his hips, so hard that it would undoubtedly leave bruises the next morning. Lu Yizhou rained kisses down his face, the graceful arch of his neck, his collarbone before he got to the star-shaped birthmark on his chest and bit down in earnest, imprinting the shape of his teeth like a personal brand.
The bed creaked loudly with the rhythm of their lovemaking, dangerously close to coming apart under the weight of two adult men. The headboard banged against the wall again and again to the point where people next door — or maybe the entire floor — would know what they were doing behind the closed door. Somehow, it turned him on even more. Such a pleasurable coitus between two men, forbidden under Heaven and frowned upon by mortals. Yet they retained none of the shame as they sank deeper and deeper into each other, taking whatever they could like a beast stripped to its instinct.
Heimo had no idea how long they locked themselves in the room as Lu Yizhou took him again and again on every flat surface; on the floor, atop of the table where Heimo laid like a sumptuous dish, against the wall. He lost track of time, everything forgotten except for the feel of Lu Yizhou inside him, his arms holding him tight and his hot breaths against his ears. It was like they were trying to make up for the lost time, days, weeks and months, the fervor unleashed unstoppably.
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He awoke by the sun beams that shot straight to his eyelids. Groaning, Heimo draped his arm over his eyes, hissing when the movement pulled on the muscles in places that hadn’t been used before. For a while, he was disoriented, his mind swirling in delighted bliss. Then all at once, the memories returned and he sat up in a jerk, gasping at the pain that crawled up his backside. Grimacing, he massaged on his sore waist and scanned the room. It was empty.
The heavy scent of musk, sweat and sex in the air had almost dissipated and the room had returned to its original appearance. There was no sign of their wild lovemaking on the table, or the rough evidence when Lu Yizhou pressed him against the wall and shoved into his heat in one thrust, causing his release to stain the surface. Everything was spotless. Not only that, his body was also fresh and clean, free of the previous night’s stickiness and cum. At one point of time, Lu Yizhou must have wiped him down and dressed him in his robes. If it wasn’t for the bruises and soreness on his body, he would have thought that he was merely dreaming.