291: 6.51 Sweet [M]

6.51 Sweet [M]

He had been teased for so long… Lu Yizhou was sure that at some point he had died and revived again. Shivers rippled through his skin as Izher's warm, velvety tongue swirled around the tip of his cock and he let out another deep  groan, it was a wonder how his wrists hadn't snapped from the force he had used to thrash around. His whole body was filled with inexplicable need to fight or fuck and considering his current predicament, then fuck it was.  1

He had released twice, but it still wasn't enough. Every single time, Izher would only use his sinful mouth and teasing hands to alleviate his sufferings before he pushed him further into the pit of abyss when he stopped right before Lu Yizhou could reach the peak. Oh, what he would give so he could pounce on his infuriating lover and have his ways with him. 

It wasn't like Lu Yizhou was disappointed. No— he would be damned before he could allow himself to feel disappointed for what his lover had done for him but… he didn't know. He didn't know what he was feeling. He was hollow, so empty it was unbearable… It reminded him of the time when he was still the beastman Altair, in rut and stripped of any coherent thoughts except to breed. It was the same, but it also wasn't. What Lu Yizhou wanted wasn't to breed. He wanted, wanted, wanted—

It wasn't until his cock breached into the folds of Jillian's entrance did he realize what he wanted the most. A heady sense of satisfaction and giddiness overwhelmed him as he heard a muffled scream tore out of Jillian's throat, as he felt the latter sinking deeper and deeper all the while letting out those little melodious whimpers, as he felt himself buried so deep that his balls finally slapped against Jillian's ass. His godly senses were tingling, roused awake after centuries of dormant. Reaching out greedily, searching deep into Jillian's soul to find a small, wrinkled seedling.

Lu Yizhou felt tension leaving him almost immediately as soon as he wrapped his power around the little seed, nurturing it, giving it all of his care until it began to glow and sprout a tiny golden leaf. 

Yes, yes, this was what he needed. Lu Yizhou didn't know why, but he wanted to see this small seedling turned into a massive tree. He made it his ultimate mission. 

He started to buck his hips upward as his eyes zeroed in on the wet, puckered hole of Izher's above him. He heard and sensed Jillian's warmth around him, his breathless gasps and moans, his contractions everytime Lu Yizhou shifted the angle in search for his prostate all the while pouring his power into the seed inside him. He wanted… more. It wasn't enough. But…

Izher turned and made eye contact with him, winking. [It's okay, Lu Yizhou.] His voice echoed inside Lu Yizhou's head. [You can let go now. We can take it.]

As if that was the only sentence he needed to hear, the binding around his wrists snapped and he grabbed Izher's waist to yank his body down, teeth latching on the rim of his hole that had been dangling in front of Lu Yizhou's eyes like a sacred offering. Izher's gasps coincided with Jillian's cries after one particularly rough thrust of Lu Yizhou's hips. 

What followed thereafter was a blur. Lu Yizhou's fingers dug into the soft flesh of Izher's hips, tongue seeking and probing, plundering and ravaging as he strived to mark every single untouched area. His teeth caught on the rims once in a while, tugging and nibbling as he slurped and inhaled Izher's juices into his mouth and swallowed it down his throat. 

Lu Yizhou pressed him down until all he could smell and taste was Izher's essence, tongue laying flat until he could reach the spot where his lover liked it the most. He was rewarded with a violent shudder and another sweet cry, so irresistible and enthralling that he almost saw red. "A—Ah, yes! There, Lu Yizhou! Harder!!"

Below, Jillian bounced on his cock with the help of the dark tendrils, hands fumbling and nails grazing the sensitive spot on his waist once in a while, like the teasing flutter of a shy maiden's sleeves. Lu Yizhou groaned into Izher's hole. He thrust even harder, wilder and deeper, throwing himself into abandon and for the first time, truly let himself go. 

Jillian and Izher came at the same time with a high pitched scream, and Lu Yizhou perceived two spurts of viscous essence that landed across his chest and abdomen. Jillian's walls tightened impossibly closer around him, almost squeezing the poor soul out of his body but Lu Yizhou gritted his teeth and endured. He didn't want to finish so soon, not when he hadn't reached his goal yet.

Instead, he lapped on Izher's juices greedily and let out a dissatisfied hum, wishing he could taste Jillian in his mouth too. Did he taste as sweet as the cries that spilled upon his lips? Could Lu Yizhou go on without knowing that? No fucking way— he had to rectify that no matter what it took. Now that Izher was all soft and pliant, Lu Yizhou easily overpowered him and sat up, causing the latter to slide down his chest with a surprised cry until he almost crashed into Jillian. 

Lu Yizhou propped one arm behind him whilst the other went around Izher to wrap around Jillian's sloppy cock, pulling a soft hitch from the blissed out man's throat. He tucked his chin on Izher's shoulders to observe Jillian all the while bringing his hand — his hand that was drenched with Jillian's cum — to his mouth and began to lick wholeheartedly, unwilling to waste even a single drop. He let out a deep hum and Izher shivered from the vibration on his back. "Sweet." He whispered huskily. "Sweeter than I expected."

Jillian looked even more gorgeous like this, with long hair flying all over the place, eyes glassy and lips parting in harsh pants from the praise. There was a beautiful flush across his cheekbones and trailed down to his chest where his perky nipples — oh? They looked kinda abused. How come, Lu Yizhou wondered wickedly — chest and the ripples of his abdominal muscles were layered in a sheen of sweat. 

Jillian and Izher were staring at each other, both sporting the exact same expression. The distance between them was less than an inch. There was an unspeakable tension in the air, charged with intensifying electricity and fire sparks. Lu Yizhou merely raised an expectant brow, waiting. He wasn't in a hurry; had already gotten half the satisfaction from making both of his lovers come. 

But then, what happened shocked Lu Yizhou so much that he almost came on the spot.

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