354: 7.44 Regret?

7.44 Regret?

1It didn't take long for Lu Yizhou to reach orgasm, after having held it in for as long as he prepared Moshe's body.

Moshe sensed it with his all when Lu Yizhou came apart around him. The tightening grip on Moshe's hips, the resounding grind of his teeth, the guttural grunt that reaped out of his throat, the violent shudders… When Lu Yizhou leaned down to cover Moshe's entire body with his, Moshe scrambled to hold onto his shoulders for purchase and buried his face into the man's neck as waves of warm essence shot deep inside him. He was sure that he could feel it for days. 

Fuck… Moshe gasped dazedly. They had forgotten the condom. Moshe had experienced the world of adults since he was sixteen. A decade had passed and he had never once forgotten to wear a condom no matter how eager he was but this… 

Disregarding the fact that they had just had an intense, brief sex almost fully clothed — except Moshe's trousers that had been fucking torn apart by this beast — Moshe knew that Lu Yizhou was the intoxicated one between them. As the one who fully functioned with sound logic, he should be the one to remind Lu Yizhou about it! The condom was just inside the drawer on the nightstand, he only had to stretch his hand to grab it so… how could he have forgotten such an important thing?! 

It wasn't like Moshe was afraid of any contagious disease. He was clean and he also had someone check Lu Yizhou when he was still unconscious right on the day he was brought back from the gladiator arena. Both of them were clean but… to have Lu Yizhou released inside him, Moshe couldn't help but feel like he had been 'marked', that no matter how many times he washed, he wouldn't be able to erase the traces of Lu Yizhou inside him anymore. 

Moshe blinked the haze away from his mind. His cock was still half-hard, pressed between their abdomen. Moshe had come thrice, it would take at least a little longer for him to be able to cum again. The shock from Lu Yizhou's direct ejaculation had almost sobered himself up and when he sensed Lu Yizhou reaching toward his erection and intending to pump him to completion, Moshe immediately slapped his disobedient paw away. 

"Enough," he said darkly. "Are you satisfied yet? Pull out."

Lu Yizhou lifted his eyes to stare into Moshe's eyes and whatever the man found there must be sufficient enough for him to return to be a good, obedient pet. Sitting back on his heels, he was careful when he pulled out, eyes fixated on the spot where they were still connected with each other. 

Moshe was cautious not to look at his pet lest he got soft hearted again. A strange emptiness followed as soon as Lu Yizhou's cock left him but immediately, Moshe felt his face burn because he could acutely sense the warm gush of cum that trailed out of his hole! Goddamnit, he wanted— no, he needed to wash it off as soon as possible before it did irreparable damage to him!

His gaze unobtrusively swept across Lu Yizhou's face and seeing his dejected air, Moshe was so angry that he stretched out his leg to kick him right on his stomach! What was he looking like an abandoned pet for? Hadn't Moshe been more than generous enough to offer his own body as help?! 

Perhaps he was taken off guard, or perhaps he had expended too much energy, the Unmovable Fortress Lu actually toppled sideways to the bed and didn't get up anymore. 

Moshe: "..."

Moshe's legs were still sore and aching so he was certain that his kick didn't contain any real heat in them. He only wanted to vent a bit of his frustration because he was overwhelmed by emotions he had no idea how to deal with. 

No matter how cruel Moshe claimed himself to be, he wasn't cruel enough to kick someone who had just saved his life, drugged because of him and was still under the effect of the aforementioned drug when he rammed into his hole in a frenzied manner. 

"Hey…" Moshe crawled to him tentatively and poked him on the shoulder. "I didn't rupture your internal organs, did I?" He brushed the hair covering his pet's face away and imagined his shock when he saw Lu Yizhou's eyes rimmed red, lashes quivering with droplets of water hanging on them. 

When he blinked, a crystalline tear slid down the corner of his eyes and disappeared into his hair. He didn't even dare to look at Moshe, only staring off blankly to the opposite wall. "I deserve that kick… You should kick me a few more times until you're satisfied. I told myself that I wouldn't let you be hurt anymore and look at me, I have just forced myself on you even though you said no…"

Gone was the fierce, unyielding beast who was adamant on sinking his teeth into Moshe's flesh. Who was this sad, melancholic dude? Did he have a split personality or something?

The corner of Moshe's lips twitched. He thought that a fraction of the drug would be washed away with one session of sex but it turned out… Lu Yizhou's conditions had worsened instead. Moshe held his forehead exasperatedly. Previously he had cried for someone else and now, it was Moshe who had become Lu Yizhou's target of remorse. It was actually admirable how Lu Yizhou's expression didn't change at all as tears continued to fall from his eyes. 

He looked like a cold yet sorrowful doll. The sight actually tugged on Moshe's heartstrings. 

Moshe stared up at the ceiling and heaved out a long-suffering sigh. He couldn't help but doubt that this was how Lu Yizhou was when he got drunk. What was he, a self-reproachful saint? If he had decided on something, then he should go through it to the end. What was the use of regretting and brooding over a situation he couldn't control? Moshe grumbled ceaselessly inside his heart but actually he was rendered speechless. 

He knew how to punish, how to kill and how to inflict the most excruciating torture. But he absolutely had no idea how to comfort this pet who looked so fragile as if he was going to shatter with a single touch. 

"I have let you down immensely, have I…? Will you abandon me from now on? Will you not want me anymore? Will you return to fucking your toys—"

"Stop right there!" Moshe slapped his hand over Lu Yizhou's mouth. Honestly his hair was going to fall out if he listened to this nonsense even for one more second. Moshe crawled closer — yes, he was feeling sore and achy all over so what was wrong with crawling on all four?! — and slung one of his legs over Lu Yizhou's torso so he was straddling the man in the middle.

Like this, Lu Yizhou would have no chance to escape. Grabbing his chin roughly, Moshe forced him to look up. "Look into my eyes and tell me outright, pet. Are you saying that you're starting to regret it after you have tormented me for almost two hours?" 

It was only when Moshe said it did one of the complicated feelings swirling in his chest gained a name: uncertainty. He was uncertain as to how to treat Lu Yizhou from now on, and most importantly how to conduct his own behavior around him. He didn't expect that the sentence would strike a chord in his chest, leaving him breathless in its wake. 

So far, the relationship between them had been so good; they played to their heart's content, chasing and exploring the best way to give each other pleasure. It was purely physical and that way, Moshe knew what to expect and how he should act. But this sentence he had just said… it had breached to the unknown territory Moshe had always avoided. 

'Feelings are a burden', he recalled what his father said. Yes father, you're right. They were indeed a burden, so heavy they weighed on Moshe's chest that he couldn't breathe. He wanted to get rid of them, wishing he could go back to the time when he was still the cold-hearted Moshe who fucked his toys whenever he needed them and discarded them when he was bored. 

But could he…?

"Tell me." He bristled, yanking Lu Yizhou up by the collar. "Are you regretting what we have done?"

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