377: 7.67 On it [M]

7.67 On it [M]

Moshe almost let out a relieved cry when his body was slammed against the divan, Lu Yizhou's body followed soon afterward, all tense and heavy in passion. Oh how he had missed this heat, this solid weight that rendered him breathless, this intense gaze that made him feel as if the whole world had faded away… He was one second away from tearing Lu Yizhou's clothes to shreds if the man were to show an ounce of hesitation.  1

Lu Yizhou placed one broad palm — hot, very very hot, Moshe noted, but it could just be because he was too sensitive — under Moshe's thigh, intending to lift it up his elbow but Moshe beat him to it. He parted his legs, locked his heels behind Lu Yizhou's back and yanked him down so their bodies were pressed closely together. 

He let out a delightful gasp as he sensed Lu Yizhou's clothed erection pressing against his thigh, the cotton sweatpants did nothing to hide its girth and temperature. Lu Yizhou was already hard — and fuck it was scorching, Moshe thought every spot they were touching was going to catch into fire.

The hem of Moshe's black robes were hiked up as a result and Moshe waited. It did not take long. Laughter arose in his throat the moment he saw Lu Yizhou's pupils dilated in shock, realizing… that Moshe did not wear anything underneath. 

Veins popped up in Lu Yizhou's forehead and the gaze he directed toward Moshe was pure disbelieving. "No underwear…?" Lu Yizhou's cock gave a twitch inside the cocoon of his sweatpants. His face twisted, seemingly unable to decide whether to be angry or aroused. His voice edged into a desperate hiss, rough and dangerous. Yet somehow Moshe's mind just screamed more, more and more. "Really, Master…? You're in this building with a bunch of hot-blooded men, who might come here to meet you anytime… and you are only wearing this piece of thin robe?" 

"Aren't you a bit too eager…?" His tone rose higher and higher, and his palm glided up Moshe's bare thigh, pushing the hem further up until the fabric pooled around Moshe's waist almost obscenely. With this, the outline of Moshe's cock was clearly defined. 

Moshe should have been humiliated to be treated like this yet all of his attention was solely focused on the gorgeous man above him. Oh, Lu Yizhou looked the best when he was blazing in fury like this. Moshe couldn't even afford to care about his steadily leaking cock that betrayed how composed his face was. Lu Yizhou seethed when Moshe didn't answer. "Tell me. Do you really wish to let them see you like this? Master…?"

Moshe chuckled breathlessly. Hell, he had forgotten the thrill of playing on the edge of the knife with Lu Yizhou. He trailed his fingers along Lu Yizhou's tensely clenched jaw and tickled his chin like he would with a puppy, eyes twinkling with mirth, challenging, "What do you want to do if they indeed see me like this, huh?"

Not that it would happen. For starters, this area was off-limits and could only be accessed by either Kaede or Moshe himself. Not even Thirteen, who had been working in this institution for years, had ever stepped into this place. 

Moshe seldom showed his face to his men. That's why the applicants to join The Void's inside branch increased each year and the offer to work closely with him sounded so tempting, even at the expense of their own life.

Not that he would ever tell Lu Yizhou about that.

Moshe liked seeing him get all bothered and possessive, especially if his infuriatingly placid look was replaced with fury at the mere prospect of another person seeing Moshe like this. It sent tingles to his scalp, made his toes curl up and chest feeling soft and warm all over. Moshe really couldn't get enough of being hounded by his beast.

Lu Yizhou narrowed his eyes, seemingly coming to a realization that Moshe was up to no good again. But still, he indulged in Moshe's wishes. "What do you want to hear, Master?" He whispered in a voice so soft that it raked goosebumps over Moshe's body. Then without any warning, he dropped his weight down, forcing a gasp out of Moshe's lips. 

As if cutting his airflow wasn't enough, Lu Yizhou reached out to rub the tip of Moshe's cock oh so gently, sending jolts of shiver down his body and pulling out more precum until it trailed down the length of his thigh. 

The combination of breathlessness, the heat of their mingling breaths and those silver eyes that were fixated on him were too much, they were maddening. Moshe's body spasmed from the stimulation and his legs around Lu Yizhou writhed but he couldn't move… couldn't escape… couldn't do anything because Lu Yizhou was holding him down with his whole weight. 

"Do you want to hear something like…" The man whispered into Moshe's ears, but his words were anything but innocent. "I will gouge their eyes out even before they can lay their eyes on you. Then I will break their limbs one by one, leaving them to simmer in unending agony, wishing to die but unable to. And then…" He suddenly nipped on Moshe's earlobes and the little pinprick of pain went down Moshe's spine straight to his cock. Moshe's mouth parted in a gasp, his back arching as he gripped onto Lu Yizhou's shoulders for purchase.

"And then I will fuck you… I will fuck you so hard that you can't hold back your voice. I will let them hear how loud you are, how desperate you are for my cock, how good you are at taking me in…" Lu Yizhou's warm breath fanned over him. He smelled like blood, adrenaline and everything Moshe had ever wanted. "Is that what you want to hear, Master?"

Moshe tried to control his breathing yet it sounded so damn loud he was sure that everyone around the vicinity could hear him. Heavens… this pet of his was getting more and more unruly and Moshe wasn't even interested in disciplining him. Instead, he wanted… 

"If I say yes…" Moshe pulled up the corner of his lips into a smirk, purring. "What will you do?"

Lu Yizhou grasped Moshe's hand and brought it to his lips, pressing a warm kiss on his knuckles. A gasp escaped Moshe's lips as he felt the air around him grow thinner and thinner, sucked by those pair of mesmerizing silver eyes. "Then consider it done. I am not saying this just to please you, Master." He warned in a soft tone, not any less threatening. "So… if you don't want the floor of this room to be dirtied, then you'd better not call anyone here."

Lu Yizhou was a mystery he couldn't ever fathom. He was ruthless yet gentle, courteous yet mean, detached but passionate at the same time. Like two sides of the same coin, he had two distinctive personalities which clashed yet went hand in hand together, it was so intriguing! He looked at the world with so much frost but only to Moshe… only to him would that ice melt to show the fervor he hid so deep underneath. 

Moshe wanted to own this man, inside out.

Lu Yizhou was staring down at him, awaiting. He was reigning himself back and waiting for Moshe's words. Another jolt of electricity sparked the end of Moshe's nerves at the amount of power Lu Yizhou handed into his hands. He knew it clearly… as soon as he said it, Lu Yizhou would execute it without fail. Anything.

At this moment, Moshe did not want to think about the things Lu Yizhou told him; simulator, system, original plot whatsoever. He didn't want to think about what kind of person Z was, the lover Lu Yizhou talked about with such gentleness, the person who was both Moshe and also not, the man who had spent years — decades together with Lu Yizhou. 

In this time and space, Moshe only wanted to be Moshe, to be the man who had bought Lu Yizhou out of the gladiator arena, the one who had kissed Lu Yizhou under the shower rain from the sprinkles, who had hugged Lu Yizhou when he cried, who had tied him up, who had fed him when he was too deep in his own space to do anything, who had fucked him senseless… 

It was all Moshe alone. Not Z, not anyone else.

"What are you thinking about, silly?" Moshe scoffed, amused and fond. "Do you think I'd let anyone look at me like this? This kind of me… can only be seen by you and you alone." Lu Yizhou's eyes lit up impossibly brighter and Moshe held back a laugh. He wasn't finished yet. "But in exchange, from hereon until the day we… leave this world, I want you to look at me and only me, Moshe. Nobody else, understand?"

Lu Yizhou's eyes widened for a fraction, seemingly surprised that Moshe would make such a request. Moshe held his ground and stared back into him with his inherent stubbornness, willing the man to say otherwise. He ignored the way his palms were clammy with sweat and the dread coiling in his gut the longer it took for Lu Yizhou to answer.

But then, Lu Yizhou's eyes softened and the lines of his mouth curled up into a smile. For a second, Moshe almost thought that Lu Yizhou had seen through him and knew what was in his mind. "Of course," he said softly. "For me, you can only be Moshe, my master, the one who owns my everything."

Moshe couldn't describe the overwhelming relief and delight that coursed through him at the words. He attributed the abrupt squeeze on his chest to the fact that Lu Yizhou was currently pressing down on him. 

His entire body relaxed now that he had gotten what he wanted. "Good." Satisfaction bled into his tone, so happy he was that he nuzzled his nose against Lu Yizhou's jaw and gave him little kittenish licks… as if marking his territory.

Somewhere around them, an alarm suddenly rang. Lu Yizhou went still and subconsciously pulled away only to be held back by Moshe's legs locking behind his back. "Sssh… it's okay. I'm the one who set that timer. Just to inform you, we only have twenty minutes left before we have to go."

As Moshe had expected, Lu Yizhou's face morphed into a scowl, his expression so sour that it rivaled the tartness of a lemon. Moshe burst out into hearty laughter. Goodness, he had only reunited with Lu Yizhou for less than half an hour but he had laughed more often than he did for the last six days. 

"Go?" The man spat out the words in distaste. "Where?"

"We have to… collect a debt," Moshe said mysteriously. Then he started to thrust his hips upward, grinding against Lu Yizhou's erection. Both of them groaned at the sparks of pleasure that sizzled from that small friction. "Come on, grumpy boy." Moshe murmured heavily and pushed his thumb into Lu Yizhou's mouth which the man instantly sucked on. He batted his lashes. "Do you want to keep talking… or do you want to put this mouth to better use?"

"Twenty minutes." Lu Yizhou's voice was muffled due to the finger and his eyes gleamed in determination. "On it."

Moshe resisted a smirk. "Come."

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A/N: Thank you so much for your golden tickets, guys! We are now on the top 10 of golden original ranking! Couldn't believe my eyes when I saw it QAQ you guys are awesome. Special shoutout for Mi_Lu, thank you for giving VSS 104 golden tickets!

No more challenges this month because you guys are scary QAQ I have tasted your awesomeness but mostly it's because I fear I can't fulfill my promise if I do :") ofc except if you shower VSS with supergift then this humble one have no choice but to mass release again (yes, this is a blatant bribe heheh)

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