337: 7.27 Aftercare [M]

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?"  1

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.

What a picture he must have painted right now, Lu Yizhou wondered. Devoid of any piece of clothing, only with a single collar around his neck.

Lu Yizhou's breath was getting heavy. As he had expected, coming once after being edged for more than six hours wasn't enough. Alas, he was too exhausted to even move a finger now. "Master…"

"Hmm?" Moshe answered absentmindedly. He waited but there was no answer from Lu Yizhou as the latter's tongue had turned into lead. Lu Yizhou's lashes were fluttering, silver eyes getting more blurry by each second. But the awakening part of his body hindered him from the slumber he had been yearning for. Frustration reared its head and he clenched his jaw tight. What the fuck was wrong with him? 

"Rule number one, pet." Moshe tapped on his bottom lip. "Remember?"

Rule number one: always use your words.

"Master, I…" Lu Yizhou pushed the words past the heaviness of his tongue. "I need to come… once again. Please…"

"Very well." Moshe dropped a soft kiss to his crown. "See, it isn't so difficult to say what you want out loud, right? Just relax and leave your body to me. You deserve this after being such a good pet." He adjusted Lu Yizhou's position between his legs, chin hooking over Lu Yizhou's shoulder as his hand slid down to grab Lu Yizhou's swelling cock. 

A rough grunt fell upon Lu Yizhou's lips at the first contact. This time, Moshe wasn't teasing him anymore. His grip was hot and powerful, insistent as he wrung the pleasure out of Lu Yizhou's body. 

Lu Yizhou trembled, breaths painfully ragged, still too sensitive after everything that had happened. It didn't take long for him to come — partly because of Moshe's skillful hands and partly because of his own weak defense. Throughout the ride, Moshe held him tightly, whispering praises such as 'good boy' 'you did so well' 'look at how perfect you are'... and with one last exhale, Lu Yizhou finally allowed himself to rest amidst the warm coccon of his lover's arms and his voice beside his ears. 

Right before everything turned dark, he sensed Moshe dropping another kiss on his temple, muttering. "Sleep well, my gorgeous, obedient pet."

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Moshe carefully placed the pillow under Lu Yizhou's head. He climbed off the bed but didn't leave. Simply staring at Lu Yizhou's sleeping figure, his hair mussed up and dampened with sweat, skin still littered with marks Moshe had put on him… 

How long would it take until the marks fade away? Moshe found himself wondering. His pet was so beautiful that Moshe didn't ever want to look away.

His eyes trailed down to Lu Yizhou's soft cock that was hanging over his thigh, still wet with cum. He needed to wipe his pet's body once again but before that… Moshe slowly crawled between Lu Yizhou's legs, eyes hooded with dark desire as he unzipped his pants and pulled out his neglected cock. He controlled his breathing, careful not to jostle Lu Yizhou awake even though he knew his sleep must have been so deep. Using the hand that had just held Lu Yizhou's cock, Moshe started to masturbate. He let out a blissful groan, back shivering with pleasure as he stared at the sleeping man underneath him. 

His eyes raked across Lu Yizhou's collar, the bruised teeth mark that was peeking out of it, sweeping past his toned, muscular chest to the pair of swollen brownish buds that was luring him in. Moshe trembled from the willpower he exerted not to feel Lu Yizhou's slender torso, to nudge his nose between curly hair below his navel, and to dip his fingers into the creamy essence splattered across his abdomen and licked him clean… 

When Moshe reached his orgasm, he made sure to shoot his load between Lu Yizhou's legs, staring madly as the viscous liquid trailed down Lu Yizhou's bare, robust thighs. He bit his lips hard, golden eyes smothering. 

If Lu Yizhou were awake now, he would definitely be surprised — or perhaps aroused — at how deranged Moshe's expression was. So contrasting to the composed, gentle and patient look he showed whilst showering Lu Yizhou with aftercare. 

Moshe hung his head low and let out a quivering sigh that ended as an airy chuckle. "Goodness…" He whispered to thin air. "I have really gone crazy."

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Mini theater

When Lu Yizhou finally emerged from the prison of Moshe's bed and was allowed to go out to see the light of the day, everyone's eyes were instantly drawn toward the obvious teeth mark on his neck.

Moshe's men: *cough and pretend they saw nothing while inwardly cursing their Boss' savagery*

Cheryl: *shocked* Brother, which wild dog has mauled your neck again?!

Moshe 'wild dog' Morelli: *whistle*

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