Villain Saving System (BL)

Moshe had to resist a groan because Lu Yizhou’s inside was so warm and tight, it engulfed his finger completely. While he was too enamored with the sensation of Lu Yizhou around his fingers, it took him a while to notice that Lu Yizhou was completely still beneath him. Let alone moving, he wasn’t even breathing! It was as if he had turned into a statue and the only sign he was a hot-blooded human was the pulsating heat within him. Moshe watched as the man’s lashes fluttered, brows furrowing lightly and lips pressed together into thin white lines as if he was contemplating a complex problem he couldn’t fathom. Somehow, he looked so adorable like this that Moshe couldn’t help bursting into laughter.

Yes, he had indeed never prepared anyone for sex before. One of the criteria he sought in his toy was their experience. Moshe didn’t care how many partners they had had before him as long as they were tested clean. The more experienced, the better. Moshe didn’t like to deal with greenhorns, especially virgins who were new to carnal pleasure. Not to mention that they would be a pain in the ass, they would also be more prone to getting attached, which was the last thing he wanted to happen.

Though, he must emphasize that never doing it did not mean he had no idea how it should go. The laughter lingered on his lips as he pressed kisses on Lu Yizhou’s lips. Down there, he crooked his fingers and dragged them along Lu Yizhou’s wall, up and down. In an instant, Lu Yizhou took a sharp inhale of breath and his eyes snapped open, directly meeting the sight of a smiling Moshe above him.

"Hey..." Moshe started to pump, slowly at first to let his pet get used to the sensation. He was so gentle and patient that it shocked even himself. Alas, Moshe had a hunch that he would gladly take his time, savoring each second and minute, as long as the other person was Lu Yizhou. "How are you feeling?"

Lu Yizhou shifted his hips, trying to be as still as possible. He swallowed thickly and tried to find his voice that had been lost somewhere between the hook of Moshe’s finger. He hadn’t even given his answer yet when Moshe suddenly added another finger. Lu Yizhou’s eyes widened in surprise and his lips parted into a small ’o’. His hips seemed to have grown a will on their own, squirming and twitching once in a while. He shut his jaws with a click.

Moshe’s smile deepened, sweeter like warm honey, contrary to his fingers that were moving like a bulldozer intent to raze everything flat to the ground. They curled and scratched, making a space for themselves amidst the tight cocoon. "Rule number one, pet."

Lu Yizhou tried to breathe through his mouth. "It..." He paused, swallowing. "It’s hard to describe. I don’t—"

Moshe’s thrust suddenly bumped into a spot that caused Lu Yizhou to jerk his hips so high that Moshe was almost thrown off his lap. Sweat beaded on his forehead, and his eyes were blown wide. For a while, both of them ceased to move, simply staring at each other with bated breath. Lu Yizhou’s breaths came out shallow and quick, clearly trying to regain his composure. "That is—" he started.