353: 7.43 Wait! [M]

7.43 Wait! [M]

2cw: dub-con... slightly. Moshe is just overwhelmed :)

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Moshe choked on his words. His vision almost whitened out for a second as the thick, hot rod plundered its way into his tight passage, forcibly making a space for itself. His whole body tensed from the enormous intrusion and mouth opened in a silent scream. Moshe had gotten used to pain with his highly dangerous life but this… this was on another level altogether!

He only felt a little better when he realized it wasn't only him who was struggling. Beads of sweat dripped to Moshe's chest from the tip of Lu Yizhou's hair, his head hung low and jaws clenched tightly. "Master… damn it! You are so tight. I have already made sure to prepare you but how can you still—" His words trailed off into a muffled groan as he rolled his hips and entered deeper by an inch. 

"Relax…" Lu Yizhou stroked his hips and torso, his voice echoed within the noisy buzzing of Moshe's mind. "Relax your body and let me in, sweetheart." 

Lu Yizhou had let slip that endearment a few times before but… perhaps Moshe's brain had been wired wrongly after his first anal sex, or perhaps there was a sweet lull to the other man's tone that wasn't there before, Moshe actually felt himself relaxing. His muscles grew slack and he laid on the bed, eyes glazed and chest undulating wildly. When Lu Yizhou bottomed out in a single rough thrust, Moshe's breath hitched on his throat and a whimper escaped his lips. 

Goodness, was the receiving one always felt like this? Or was it only because of Lu Yizhou? The interior of his room remained the same, the dim state of lightning was unchanged, so was the location of his secret cabinet, yet somehow… Moshe couldn't help but feel as if everything around him had fundamentally changed. He would never look at his private room in the same way anymore, wouldn't be able to look at his bed without recalling Lu Yizhou's solid weight above him, couldn't fuck anyone else without feeling the hollowness deep inside him because he had known what it was like to be so full…

Moshe's world had tilted on its axis, yet ironically time kept spinning. Constant and eternal.

Lu Yizhou held himself still above him. It wasn't quite helping when Moshe could clearly feel every twitch and pulse of his cock within. His monstrous shaft was constantly pressing on Moshe's prostate and — goddamnit, Moshe thought he was going to vibrate out of his skin at any moment from the sparks that were flying all over his body!

"Master…" Lu Yizhou gently wiped the dampness on the corner of Moshe's eyes, startling him. What was that? Had he fucking cried?! "Are you okay?"

Moshe carefully breathed in and out through his mouth and gritted his teeth tight. "Move." He had to physically restrain himself from making any sound when Lu Yizhou pulled out slowly, so excruciatingly slow until only the tip remained… then he slammed back in without so much as a warning! Moshe was unable to help it. This time, his scream bounced off the walls and he felt as if his head was sizzling from the heat and toes curling up in ecstasy. "Wait, wait a moment—" Moshe scrambled to hold onto Lu Yizhou's shoulders for purchase, nails digging in viciously. He took his words back! He hadn't been prepared for any of this at all!

But Lu Yizhou, this fucking beast, began to roll his hips gently and Moshe bit down on his lips so hard that it bled. What was that…?! Lu Yizhou's cock was reaching deep… deeper than what he thought was possible. He could feel his body responding to it enthusiastically as it got used to the intrusion, throbbing and clenching along with the rhythm of Lu Yizhou's movement. He kept letting out little hitches from his throat. His temperature began to rise… and then all hell broke loose.

"W–Wait, I told you—"

"I'm sorry," the man rasped out. "I'm sorry, I can't hold it back... anymore…!" His last word was accompanied by a violent thrust. A strangled cry escaped Moshe's throat as Lu Yizhou held a tight grip over his torso and began to ram into him, setting off a wild unrestrained pace. 

Moshe let out a breathless gasp as Lu Yizhou pressed deeper and deeper still as if he wanted to shove his entire balls into Moshe's tight not-virgin-anymore hole. His mind emptied out as pleasure began to override. His senses were attuned to everything Lu Yizhou did. 

The delicious drag of his cock inside Moshe's searing walls, the way his own cock — shining and dripping with precum — bounced against his stomach, the grunts that fell upon Lu Yizhou's lips, his furrowed brows, quivering lashes, lips that were slightly parted and the crystalline sweat that dripped down endlessly from his body to seep into Moshe's shirt…

In this time and space, he was no longer Moshe, The Void's leader; nor was he Moshe, Lu Yizhou's owner. He was only a mindless entity, a bundle of nerves set alight with electricity, bouncing and jumping all over the place. So intense that he was going to explode to bits. 

"Master, Master… so good…" Lu Yizhou mindlessly blabbered, unhinged. "You're so good and perfect for me…"

Tears gathered in Moshe's eyes as he felt his belly tightening more and more. He struggled to move his disjointed limbs, gathering strength in one of his fists. "You— fucker!" He punched Lu Yizhou's face again, in the exact same place. "I told you to wait. This… I feel weird! Stop, I told you—" He swung his fist once again but this time, Lu Yizhou caught his wrist squarely, bringing it to his lips as he pressed his searing lips on Moshe's knuckles. His silver eyes were wild, predatory, intent… and the movement of his lower body never faltered. 

"I can't, Master… I am truly sorry." His mouth said sincerely, contrary to the wicked way he was rocking Moshe's whole world. "I will make it up for you later but… only this time, let me—" 

He pinned Moshe's wrists above his head with only one palm and did not let go anymore. The man above him was unmovable, rendering Moshe helpless with the spear of his cock, his sweet words, and tight grip. He was pouring all of himself into Moshe's body, blocking all of his escape route. And Moshe could do nothing but to hold on and struggled to stay afloat. 

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