Chapter 378 - 7.68 Until The End [M]
Lu Yizhou was breathing raggedly, every cell in his blood past the boiling point. With Moshe throwing him such a provocation, how could he resist? He pulled away a bit so that he could hike Moshe’s legs up his shoulders, intending to lick him open and loosen the tight muscles using his tongue. But then, when he glanced down, he saw Moshe’s puckering hole glistening with clear liquid, slightly puffy at the rim...
Shock hammered down on Lu Yizhou like a thunderclap and he sucked in cold air. "You—"
Moshe smirked like a cat that got the cream, so smug that his eyes curved crescents. Lu Yizhou’s chest heaved, he knew Moshe had put him where the man wanted him to be. But right now... he couldn’t even bring himself to care. Lu Yizhou had thrown all logical thinking to his hindbrain and the only thought repeated in his mind was ’I am going to die, he definitely wants to kill me’. "Did you prepare yourself?" He rasped in disbelief. "For me...?"
The image that his mind conjured almost blasted Lu Yizhou’s soul into bits. Moshe, laying alone in this room, presumably watching over the live surveillance footage of Lu Yizhou’s battle, gasping and groaning as he prepared himself for... for Lu Yizhou to fuck after his victory like he was the goddamn winner medal. What did he use? His fingers? Or... did he use that silver dildo that he knotted Lu Yizhou’s ass with?
For fuck’s sake... Lu Yizhou pinched his nose, fearing that he would get a nosebleed. To think that the ever dominant Moshe, who until a week ago never even entertained the thought of being a bottom, would prepare his own hole...
"Surprised?" Moshe asked airily, looking too gleeful for his own good. "Ah yes, this is the face I want to see. You have no idea how—ahh!" His words choked off into a cry, eyes widening when Lu Yizhou pulled his fully erect cock out and lined himself up in one swift movement.
"Can’t you...ugh," Moshe glared, huffing and puffing. "...fucking warn me a bit?!"
Moshe was giving him too much credit, Lu Yizhou huffed in helplessness. Did he expect Lu Yizhou to be able to hold himself back and not pounce on this sumptuous cuisine after being starved for days?
"Twenty minutes." Lu Yizhou gritted out, as if that was the only reason why he was so desperate to get into Moshe’s body. He raised Moshe’s legs up his shoulders and began to push in. Fuck... Lu Yizhou couldn’t hold back the deep groan torn out of his throat at the pulsating heat surrounding him. Moshe was still so, so tight, even tighter than Lu Yizhou had remembered.