Chapter 337 - 7.27 Aftercare [M]
The bed dipped under Moshe’s weight as the blindfolds finally came loose. Lu Yizhou blinked the dampness on his eyes away and quickly adjusted to the dimness of the room. The soft amber glow enveloped Moshe’s smiling visage, and his golden eyes seemed to liquify, swimming with infinite gentleness. "Hey there, how are you feeling?"
Lu Yizhou tried to shake the haze away from his mind to no avail. His head was engulfed in cotton, and he was soft and peaceful all over, especially now that he could see his lover’s face. A languid smile spread across his face. "Good..."
Moshe’s eyes widened by a fraction, stunned by the widest smile he had ever seen on Lu Yizhou’s face. It melted his hard countenance and somehow, made him look so vulnerable and soft. Moshe’s heart unabashedly skipped a beat. He cleared his throat and trailed his gaze down Lu Yizhou’s body, eyes landing on his nipples that were still clamped.
"I will take these off you, okay?" Moshe softly said, gesturing to his chest. When he received Lu Yizhou’s minute nod, he quickly unfastened the clamps and put it away. Lu Yizhou felt a jolt of shivers down his spine and he was hard again by the time Moshe’s gaze returned to him. There was no way Moshe didn’t notice it. Though he merely chuckled and hoisted Lu Yizhou up so his back was leaning against Moshe’s chest.
"Eat first." He then proceeded to feed Lu Yizhou carefully. The food he brought had been cut into bite-sized pieces. Sandwiches, with the ideal proportion of bread, roasted meat, melted cheese and fresh celery. The tantalizing smell ignited the hunger in Lu Yizhou and he opened his mouth eagerly when Moshe fed it into his mouth.
Lu Yizhou snuggled into his lover’s neck and let out a blissful sigh, mouth chewing like a squirrel. Moshe wiped the sauce on the corner of his lips. "Delicious?"
"Mn," was all Lu Yizhou could manage. He was starting to get drowsy, a very admirable feat if he could say for someone who always had difficulty sleeping. Moshe must have done him magic.
Subsequently a straw was guided to his mouth and the sweet-sour flavor of icy honey lemon water trickled down his throat, quenching his badly parched throat. He was spoiled so thoroughly that he was feeling warm and sweet all over, as if what ran through his veins wasn’t blood, but honey.
By the time Lu Yizhou finished with his food, Moshe had fished out a wet warm cloth somewhere and proceeded to wipe him down, stripping the soiled boxer off him and washing away the dried off cum. Moshe also applied cool, healing balm to the red welts on his body, the chaffed area on his arms and most importantly, the area around his swollen nipples. His fingers lingered there for a moment, tracing circles around the center.