378: 7.68 Until The End [M]

7.68 Until The End [M]

Lu Yizhou was breathing raggedly, every cell in his blood past the boiling point. With Moshe throwing him such a provocation, how could he resist? He pulled away a bit so that he could hike Moshe's legs up his shoulders, intending to lick him open and loosen the tight muscles using his tongue. But then, when he glanced down, he saw Moshe's puckering hole glistening with clear liquid, slightly puffy at the rim…  0

Shock hammered down on Lu Yizhou like a thunderclap and he sucked in cold air. "You—"

Moshe smirked like a cat that got the cream, so smug that his eyes curved crescents. Lu Yizhou's chest heaved, he knew Moshe had put him where the man wanted him to be. But right now… he couldn't even bring himself to care. Lu Yizhou had thrown all logical thinking to his hindbrain and the only thought repeated in his mind was 'I am going to die, he definitely wants to kill me'. "Did you prepare yourself?" He rasped in disbelief. "For me…?" 

The image that his mind conjured almost blasted Lu Yizhou's soul into bits. Moshe, laying alone in this room, presumably watching over the live surveillance footage of Lu Yizhou's battle, gasping and groaning as he prepared himself for… for Lu Yizhou to fuck after his victory like he was the goddamn winner medal. What did he use? His fingers? Or… did he use that silver dildo that he knotted Lu Yizhou's ass with? 

For fuck's sake… Lu Yizhou pinched his nose, fearing that he would get a nosebleed. To think that the ever dominant Moshe, who until a week ago never even entertained the thought of being a bottom, would prepare his own hole…

"Surprised?" Moshe asked airily, looking too gleeful for his own good. "Ah yes, this is the face I want to see. You have no idea how—ahh!" His words choked off into a cry, eyes widening when Lu Yizhou pulled his fully erect cock out and lined himself up in one swift movement. 

"Can't you…ugh," Moshe glared, huffing and puffing. "...fucking warn me a bit?!"

Moshe was giving him too much credit, Lu Yizhou huffed in helplessness. Did he expect Lu Yizhou to be able to hold himself back and not pounce on this sumptuous cuisine after being starved for days?

"Twenty minutes." Lu Yizhou gritted out, as if that was the only reason why he was so desperate to get into Moshe's body. He raised Moshe's legs up his shoulders and began to push in. Fuck… Lu Yizhou couldn't hold back the deep groan torn out of his throat at the pulsating heat surrounding him. Moshe was still so, so tight, even tighter than Lu Yizhou had remembered. 

Lu Yizhou told him as much, dislodging the words out of his congested chest. "Fuck… sweetheart. You're taking me in so well…!"

Beneath him, Moshe's lips opened into a solid 'o' and he dug his nails into Lu Yizhou's shoulders. His entire body tensed at the sudden intrusion and he was squeezing around Lu Yizhou so tight that it began to hurt. This couldn't do. Composing himself, Lu Yizhou caressed his trembling thigh in comfort and leaned in to pepper kisses on his flushed face. "It's okay," he exhaled. "Relax and let me in, sweetheart. Yes, yes… you're doing it so well."

Moshe gnashed his teeth. "I fucking can't—hmm!" His words were cut off once again when Lu Yizhou sealed his lips in a bruising kiss, hot and demanding. Moshe's attention was diverted soon enough, too enamored with the intense caresses of their tongues dancing together. He sucked Lu Yizhou's tongue into his mouth, moaning at the sweetness and asking for more. Without him realizing, his body slowly grew relaxed. 

Seizing the chance, Lu Yizhou bottomed out in one powerful thrust. "Mnhh!!" Moshe's eyes went as wide as saucers and he almost bit down on Lu Yizhou's tongue! So full… he had almost forgotten how it felt to be stuffed with Lu Yizhou's massive length and now… Lu Yizhou did not even give him any chance to adjust as he hoisted Moshe's hips higher and started to ram into Moshe's stretched hole! This bastard…!

"Ah—Ah! Wait… too fast!" His words fell into deaf ears, for certain. Moshe's head was thrown back and it almost dangled on the edge of the divan, fingers fumbling to grab any spot of Lu Yizhou's body he could reach. 

Seeing it, Lu Yizhou dragged him down by his slender waist and he thrust forward at the same time, his shaft reaching deep into Moshe's prostate. "Ah… Lu Yizhou—!" He was rewarded with a loud, unabashed cry from Moshe's luscious lips, the sound so divine that shivers wrecked across his body. He dug his fingers harder into Moshe's flesh as a result, no doubt there would be heinous marks when all was over.

The divan creaked dangerously under the weight of the two yet none registered in their passion-addled mind at all.

It had been too long… Lu Yizhou's body was still vibrating with the urge to fight and he finally channeled all the excess energy into fucking Moshe's brain out of his body. He buried his face into Moshe's throat with a helpless groan, sucking and licking any patch of skin he could find and inhaling his citrusy scent deeply like a lunatic. He could do this forever… This might be the last minute he lived and he wouldn't even regret anything.

"I have told you," he growled into Moshe's ears. "This time, I will not wait anymore. You won't be able to escape me, Moshe…" 

He sensed the hitch on Moshe's breath as he took Lu Yizhou's appearance with wide dazed eyes. Through those pools of clear golden, Lu Yizhou could see himself. Frenzied, twisted and desperate. He almost couldn't recognize himself. 

"Yesyesyes…!" Moshe suddenly chanted and took Lu Yizhou off guard by pulling him down so that Lu Yizhou's body wholly encased him. Lu Yizhou's breath stuttered as he inched even deeper than earlier. Moshe's cock was pressed deliciously between their abdomens and Lu Yizhou groaned at the brief flashes of cold metal that grazed against the sensitive skin on his belly. Moshe held onto him even tighter, closer, pressing them flush against each other until their chests were moving in tandem, breaths mingling and hearts beat as if one. "Don't you dare to let me go. I won't forgive you if you ever let me escape!"

Their erratic movement caused Moshe's silk robes to come apart, completely ruined. It parted to show the cluster of tattoos that stole Lu Yizhou's breath away no matter how many times he had seen it. Sweat clung to his pale skin that was flushed all over. The color spread all over Moshe's neck up to the middle of his chest, and the crimson rose on his skin seemed to glow in color. 

He looked so beautiful like this, Lu Yizhou thought dazedly, with pleasure and bliss clouding his eyes and lips that parted to the divine melody that was reserved especially for Lu Yizhou. 

Unable to resist, Lu Yizhou wrapped his arm around Moshe's waist and pulled him up so that he was the one on the top, straddling Lu Yizhou between his legs. 

Moshe gasped sharply. In this position, Lu Yizhou reached a new depth that hadn't been ventured before. So deep he was that his enormous bulge strained against Moshe's belly. And there was no escaping those heavy-lidded silver eyes that were set on him, cataloguing every single shift of his expression. Heavens, it was too much…! 

Moshe screwed his eyes shut by reflex. He couldn't help it. He was not used to feeling so vulnerable and exposed in front of others! Last time, Lu Yizhou was under the influence of drugs but this time, he was completely sober! The offensive attack of those silver eyes became a hundred folds stronger that Moshe had to let himself take a brief respite so he could still remember where they were.

This place wasn't soundproofed, he told himself. When he built this institution, he had never expected that one day he would be having sex with someone in the office! Alright, he might have a little exhibitionist kink but he definitely wasn't interested in letting Kaede hear him. Fuck, definitely not Kaede! 

Just as Moshe managed to gather a semblance of clarity with the image of Kaede's stupid face, Lu Yizhou suddenly stilled, balls deep and throbbing inside him. "Open your eyes," he coaxed and bumped their foreheads together in a movement so gentle that it shook Moshe down to his core. 

Begrudgingly, Moshe peeled his eyes open to the glorious sight of Lu Yizhou's smile. "I won't let you go." His grip around Moshe tightened as if to prove his words. Then he continued in that gentle, alluring voice of his. "Won't let you out of my grasp. Until the end of the time, you will be bound to me, Moshe."

Moshe's breathing abruptly screeched to a halt at that sincere and possessive statement. Once again, he suspected that Lu Yizhou could read his mind, otherwise how did he know that Moshe had imagined them like this countless times in the past few days? Having Lu Yizhou with him until the end of the time… Moshe did not realize how much he wanted it until the words materialized in front of his face, forcing him to face his own feelings clearly.

From the start, he had been losing, hadn't he? He was fighting a lost battle against Lu Yizhou and stubbornly, Moshe's pride tried to keep him at bay, forcing his head above the surface. 

If he didn't dive head down into the boundless ocean called Lu Yizhou, he wouldn't know what kind of paradise was hiding beneath. And this time… maybe, maybe Moshe had to admit that drowning wasn't so scary… as long as he knew what was waiting for him at the very bottom.

He would be safe, secured by these arms, these eyes that were looking at him with so much gentleness. This man, who loved him despite everything.

Moshe chuckled in defeat. He slid his arms around Lu Yizhou's shoulders and lay his head on Lu Yizhou's pulse point, breathing in the scent of musk, sweat, the fragrance that belonged only for the two of them. With Lu Yizhou shoulders as leverage, Moshe slowly rolled his hips, earning him a surprised groan and full body shiver from Lu Yizhou. 

"Then what are you waiting for?" He kissed and sucked bruises into every patch of skin he could find. "Finish quickly. I will hold you accountable if we are late to our appointment later."

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A/N: this is for reference purpose only :) according to you, which arc has the best M scene, judging from the flow, the ambience and the way I write it? Choose one between Arc 3 (beastman omegaverse), Arc 5 (sentinel-guide-parasite), Arc 6 (godly 3P) or Arc 7(switch). You can also give another answer for example, gosh I hate everything! (please don't, I will cry QAQ) or I love Arc 2 (vampire) even though the M is short. Your answer will be very useful for my future reference. Thank you so much!

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