6.53 Whatever You Like [M]
It was just a spur of a moment, Jillian swore. He had taken a look at Regius' ethereal face, his darkening silver eyes that caressed Jillian's naked body, his chest glistening oh so sensuously with sweat and cum under the ray of sunshine, also the way he moved so elegantly yet still exuded such raw power… then all of a sudden, Jillian's traitorous mind decided to recall the moment when Regius rocked his world, literally. Before he knew it, the words had escaped his lips, no takebacks. 0
Jillian stared at the gorgeous lines of Lu Yizhou's body, mouth went dry. The deity was still waiting for his answer. "Hmm?" He tilted his head slightly. It was so cute and hot and sexy and perfect that Jillian could die.
"I…" Jillian wheezed. Seriously, 'let me fuck you'? What the fuck were in your mind when you said that, Jillian?! Goodness, he wished he could go back to ten seconds ago and punched himself on the face.
The visual in front of him was too overwhelming; Regius in all his glory, so radiant and sensual at the same time. Locks of jet black hair were spanned all across his bare body, the end of it curled ever so slightly due to the humidity… he looked just like a merman born to drag sailors into the deepest part of the sea.
Jillian could understand those sailors so well. He thought if Regius were to kill him in his sleep, he wouldn't regret it at all and he would even help the man to hold the knife so he wouldn't have to dirty his hands.
The main point of all his rambling was… Regius was too beautiful. All Jillian wanted was to worship every road he had stepped on.
At the same time, he was also so infuriatingly perfect. Jillian had just wanted to crack his expression a bit, to see the beast he had perfectly covered behind the mask of patient and gentleness, to coax the bloodthirsty creature out… Alright, he admitted it! He liked it a bit too much when Regius took him roughly and reduced him into nothing but a moaning and writhing mess. Alas, who could have guessed that his plan would backfire instead?!
"You…?" Lu Yizhou urged gently.
He pulled on Jillian's wrist so that the latter got between his legs. Not only that, he also opened his legs a bit wider and guided Jillian's hand there to… to…
Jillian's mind screeched to a halt.
"Wait. Stop. Please. I. Wait." He stuttered out eloquently.
Behind him, a repulsive snort sounded and Jillian was reminded with a jerk that it wasn't only him and Regius here — no, to be honest, he had always noticed Izher. He still hadn't forgotten how the God of Plague had shoved his cock inside him however he pleased. Jillian would undoubtedly take his revenge one day. If he couldn't bring himself to fuck Regius, then he had to settle for Izher later on. Just wait.
"Spare the poor human, will you?" Izher giggled in schadenfreude. Jillian wanted to chuck him out of the window. "Look at how blue he is. I think you broke him, Lu Yizhou."
"Wait… what was that?" Jillian instantly latched onto the name he had heard a few times before; anything so as to let him escape from his current predicament. "Why is he calling you that?"
Regius stared at him for a long second before sighing. "You're free to call me however you want but… it's the name I was born with, Lu Yizhou."
Jillian's breath hitched. "Your real name…" He rolled it on his tongue a few times before locking it deep inside his chest like a dragon hoarding its treasures. He couldn't help it. Izher was the one who had retained their memories and Jillian was left with nothing. It was so unfair. He also wanted to know a piece of his beloved that only him, Jillian, knew.
(Not that he could do it with Izher's presence but you knew what he meant.)
"Lu Yizhou…" Jillian said and the deity shuddered in response. Oh…? A glint appeared in Jillian's eyes. "Lu Yizhou." He tried it once again, smoother and sweet like honey, he might as well be purring like a cat. And yes, there it was again. Regius — Lu Yizhou's cock that had maintained a semi-erection state promptly swelled. The thick, angry veins flared around its sides and before Jillian knew it, he had reached out to take the shaft into his hand. Lu Yizhou's hips subconsciously jerked and his eyes grew clouded again, breaths staggering.
"Lu Yizhou…" Jillian could utter his name forever and he wouldn't get bored watching the deity's reaction to it. "Do you like it when I call you by that name?"
"I…" Lu Yizhou took in a deep breath and forced the words out through gritted teeth. "I have told you, whatever suits me just fine—"
"Liar." Izher tucked his chin on Jillian's shoulder from behind, tutting. "You are a bad liar, Lu Yizhou."
Jillian shoved Izher's face away and the latter plopped back down to the bed. Lu Yizhou looked positively amused at their antics.
"And then…?" Jillian climbed up Lu Yizhou's body but instead of fucking Lu Yizhou, he ended up lining Lu Yizhou's massive girth on his slick entrance and rubbed it back and forth. Both of them groaned at the pinpricks of pleasure that shot down their spines. Jillian knew he was prolonging the inevitable but he liked it when the pleasure got so intense that it bordered on pain.
As if sensing his line of thoughts, Lu Yizhou grabbed his hips with both hands to support him as they began to rock against each other. Jillian stubbornly tried to continue the conversation, even though the haze of desire began to fog his mind. Judging from Lu Yizhou's twisted face, it seemed like they shared the same sentiment. "What do you look like, Lu Yizhou? Do you also have knee-length hair like right now? Are your eyes still silver in color? What about your life, family, and occupation?"
Izher silently perked up in the corner, apparently intrigued by the topic.
Lu Yizhou breathed through his lips for a few moments. "I can't... am not allowed to divulge anything..."
Jillian's bottom lip jutted out and he was ready to wheedle the answer out of Lu Yizhou no matter what it took… but all was lost in the drain when cramps got to his tense calf muscles and he tilted to the side ever so slightly, causing Lu Yizhou to breach in only on the tip. Jillian gasped sharply, he still couldn't get used to the size despite having taken it inside him once before. How could he? Jillian could still feel it on his throat and he would definitely dream of this for days to come.
"W—Wait, ah!" Jillian fumbled to hold onto Lu Yizhou's shoulders for leverage when he suddenly felt his world tilting on its axis and his back met the mattress with a soft thump. Above him, Lu Yizhou was breathing heavily, his eyes tinged with red. His temperature was rising again, Jillian could almost taste the smoke on the tip of his tongue. O–oh, he suppressed a shudder. The beast he was looking for had finally shown itself.
"It seems to me like you have no plans to fulfill your request, Jillian." Lu Yizhou sat back on his heels and ran his fingers through his hair, exhaling. Heavens… he was so sexy. "So may I do whatever I want first until you make up your mind?"
"Y—Yes…" Jillian let out a squeak as Lu Yizhou brought both of his legs up to his shoulders. In this new position, he sensed it even more vividly when Lu Yizhou began to push in. Jillian's eyes flew open and he arched against the bed, panting. From the corner of his eyes, he saw Izher began to stroke along his own length, up and down, dark eyes staring at them intently. Jillian caught his eyes in a silent confrontation.
"It's okay," Jillian was uncertain whom he was saying it to. "You may do whatever you like."
Nonetheless, Izher let out a smirk then began to crawl closer.
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A/N: Are you disappointed there's no 'LYZ the bottom agenda'?
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