359: 7.49 Moshe's Wildest Fantasy [M]

7.49 Moshe's Wildest Fantasy [M]

Lu Yizhou choked on his breath and without him realizing, his insides squeezed around Moshe even tighter.  1

"Fuck!" Moshe cursed out loud as his grip on Lu Yizhou's hips faltered. He was breathing raggedly, a beast so starving that it would tear apart flesh and dig into bones, not leaving a single thing behind. A growl was rising on his throat. 

He brought Lu Yizhou's legs to his shoulders, almost bending him in half. "I swear… you are so—" Unable to find a suitable word with his lust-addled mind, Moshe leaned down to lick the rivulets of sweat on Lu Yizhou's skin, the dip of his collarbone, the blue rose under his sternum before his teeth latched on Lu Yizhou's nipple — and sucked.

"Moshe—!" This time Lu Yizhou couldn't hold back his voice anymore. They washed over Moshe like the most intoxicating wine, every sip was making him dizzier and dizzier. Lu Yizhou was pulling him close, nails leaving sharp angry marks on his back and Moshe relished in every single one of them. 

Their breaths synced together into one, body moving in perfect rhythm as if they were two pieces of puzzle that were meant to be together. Moshe left his marks all over Lu Yizhou's body, sucking and biting like a madman, as if he was going to ink them into Lu Yizhou's body so the man would carry them for the rest of his life. 

Despite his burning desire to kiss Lu Yizhou right on his perfect lips and taste his own name there, Moshe held himself back, unwilling to miss out on any voice Lu Yizhou emitted. He merely stared at the man unblinkingly, so intense in their wake that it would scorch everything to ashes, and dwelling within them was an emotion too deep and vivid that if Lu Yizhou was lucid enough to see him, he would definitely recognize it.

—It was the look his lover had always given him in the previous worlds. The unrestrained, unwavering devotion and love.

It was Moshe who came apart first. The piercings on his cock made sure that every single friction, no matter how small they were, was magnified twice over. Adding on to the divine sounds Lu Yizhou made, and the way their bodies slid together, chest to chest, slick with sweat and Lu Yizhou's cum… it was too much for a feeble man like Moshe to take. 

He gave one last thrust before stilling and coming inside Lu Yizhou with a shout — so much that it didn't look like he had already come thrice earlier; so much that it filled Lu Yizhou to the brim; so much that Moshe could feel it begin to ooze out of Lu Yizhou's hole around Moshe's twitching cock. And in the next second… Lu Yizhou's orgasm followed, a volcanic eruption that engulfed everything down, leaving permanent trails of the burning lava inside him. 

For a while, both of them were staring at each other in daze, too unhinged by the intense orgasm to do anything else. Their breaths intermingling, sweat dripping like droplets of crystalline tears. And then, they reached out toward each other at the same time, only for their lips to meet in the middle. 

Slow, savoring… they licked the sweetness out of each other's lips with the wet, sensuous slide of their tongues. No words needed to be said for they could feel how their hearts were beating for each other with the same speed and intensity. 

Some time between the slow dance of their lips, the bell within Moshe's private room rang, but the two men were still so enamored with each other that they could hear nothing at all. 

Pulling himself away, Moshe sat back on his heels in lieu of watching his own cum trailing down Lu Yizhou's thigh and making a mess out of both of them. Still unsatisfied, he rocked his hips back and forth, just a little movement enough for him to witness the glorious sight of him disappearing in and out of Lu Yizhou's body. His cheeks were still flushed and he was riding on a higher level of adrenaline enough for him to attempt something crazy. 

He grabbed the dildo which fortunately hadn't been thrown aside by their wild coupling. Lu Yizhou's eyes were still shut, reeling in his own orgasm and Moshe took advantage of his vulnerable state to pull out in one swift movement. Lu Yizhou's eyes snapped open at the rough sensation of Moshe's dick piercings dragging across his oversensitive walls yet before he could even make a sound, Moshe had started to press the dildo inside him. 

Lu Yizhou let out a breathless, weak gasp. The dildo's temperature was normal but for Lu Yizhou who had gotten accustomed to the searing sensation of Moshe's cock and his loads of cum heating him up from head to toe, having the dildo pressed against him was akin to being thrown into a land thick of snow. He shivered involuntarily. "Moshe—" The words died down in his throat when he was starting to feel it.

The strange, thin ridges scratched on his throbbing walls again and again, almost like a personal torture. The dildo was thicker than Moshe's cock and even though Lu Yizhou was still wet and loose, it was still taking a toll on his body to receive such a thick shaft. But Moshe was merciless — no, his brain might as well be dripping out of his pores along with the sweat. His eyes were dazed as he pressed the dildo deeper inch by inch, witnessing the sight of Lu Yizhou's puffy and swollen rim stretching around it…

One of Moshe's wildest fantasies was coming true and he trembled with the effort he exerted not to shed tears right there and then. Instead, he pushed the dildo to its hilt in one rough thrust, effectively plugging his cum inside Lu Yizhou's ass. And this time, no more leaked out.

Moshe laughed, breathless at first but louder and louder. Witnessing Lu Yizhou's debauched state was unlocking one of the darkest, most deranged desires within him that he didn't know existed before. It made him feel… unhinged, crazed, not anchored, like he was a single boat buoying amidst the vast sea whose depth he couldn't ascertain. What kind of man had Lu Yizhou turned him into?

"I have said it before…" Moshe said after his laughter subsided. "You will have to make up for your mistake, pet."

He set the knot timer to the highest — one hour — and then holding eye contact with a flustered, almost panicked Lu Yizhou, Moshe turned the switch on. 

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