708: Little Naughty Devil [M]

Little Naughty Devil [M]

Looking at the alluring creature underneath him, Lu Yizhou's silver eyes darkened. The blazing fire in his heart was rapidly coursing through his veins, making the air he exhaled seem hot. It was clearly snowing outside, yet the temperature in the room escalated to the point where perspiration beaded on his hairline.  1

Right now, the only thing in Lu Yizhou's eyes was his flirtatious and fatally irresistible lover and oh… how he was itching to break him apart from pleasure and make him cry out in mercy.

He threw his head back and laughed deeply. Just a moment ago, those lips had clearly told him 'no', yet in the blink of an eye, he threw out such a thrilling provocation? Really… should be taught a lesson. "Don't worry, sweetheart," a sharp predatory gleam flashed through his eyes, but the words he uttered were immensely affectionate and gentle. "I will make sure to satisfy you very… very well…" With a tug of his hand, Zeke's pajama shirt was stripped off him, baring his fair and naked chest to the chilly air. 

Zeke let out a tiny gasp and his arms instinctively moved to cover his bare body. A pretty pink hue suffused into his neck and chest, making him look like a ripe peach that would be extremely juicy to be bitten into. 

Oh? Now he even learned to be bashful? Lu Yizhou's throat suddenly ran dry and he felt as if there were a million ants gnawing on his heart, very itchy and unbearable. He could not resist another deep chuckle from his throat. He deliberately let the fervent desire be seen through his eyes as he dragged his gaze deliciously through every inch of Zeke's body; the beautiful curve of his clavicle, his red and puffy nipples that peeked through the cross of his arms, the dip of his adorable belly button… he was practically devouring Zeke through his eyes alone. 

And oh God… he was doing it so well. Too well, in fact. Even though Lu Yizhou had not moved at all, Zeke felt as if his entire body was caressed all over by a pair of invisible hands. He shivered, trembled and quivered helplessly under the tangible force of Lu Yizhou's possessive gaze and he bit down on his lower lip to contain the moan that almost slipped out. Unable to contain it anymore, he withdrew his gaze and swept it over Lu Yizhou's body instead. "Aren't you going to take your clothes off too?" he asked, breathless. 

Just thinking about what kind of godly and wonderful stature was hidden underneath the clothes almost made Zeke drool. He could not wait to compare Lu Yizhou's physique to the ones he had tasted inside the simulator before. Surely, it would be as – or even more – delicious, right?

"No, sweetheart," Lu Yizhou replied with a meaningful smile. "Tonight, my main priority is you." He had realized it early on that this would be his lover's first experience, and thus he strived to make everything perfect – despite the painful fact that this little devil kept pushing his buttons one by one.

Before Zeke could even protest, Lu Yizhou suddenly grabbed the waistband of his pajama trousers and tugged it off him in one smooth movement and Zeke's words ended up in a strangled yelp in his throat. "Wait…!" he tried to halt Lu Yizhou to no avail. Currently, his strength was akin to a weak chicken compared to the machine gun Lu Yizhou. In the next second, his underwear joined its predecessor on the floor in a messy heap. His vigorous and enthusiastic cock sprung free, weeping with pre-cum, as it curved over his belly. Zeke let out a moan that was more coy than he'd intended it to be.

Oh God, this was more mortifying than he imagined. It was not like the first time they had had sex – they had done it countless times inside the simulator before – but yes, that was the main point. Everything had happened inside the simulator! This was Zeke's very first time being intimate with his beloved, especially after they had come clean about the past, and he could not help the dizzying heat rising all over his body. He felt like he was going to explode soon if Lu Yizhou still did not touch him!

He urged in a shaky whine, "H–Hurry up…"

Lu Yizhou was still admiring the gorgeous scene in front of him. Zeke's pale skin contrasted highly with the dark colored sheets and the fanned out brown hair was akin to a golden halo around his naked body. The thin layer of perspiration added a shimmery glow to his skin, making him look just like an angel who had stumbled his way to the mortal world. Oh no, to be exact, this person had always had an angelic appearance yet inwardly he was a little naughty devil.

Hearing the urgency in Zeke's voice, Lu Yizhou merely raised a brow and easily brushed it off. He grabbed Zeke's slender ankle and propped it on his shoulder, then with a light exhale, he suddenly licked a long stripe over his quivering thigh.

"Ah–!" Zeke's eyes widened as he subconsciously tried to thrash against Lu Yizhou's hold, totally forgetting how useless his limbs were right now. "W–What are you licking me there for?!" 

Lu Yizhou's tongue was so hot it was as if he was licked by a raging flame. Yet no sooner than the man eased back, the chilly air immediately cooled the moisture down. Lu Yizhou was not done yet as he continued to lick his way down Zeke's shaking heel, the tip of his tongue slipping teasingly in between his toes. 

The wet and delicate sensation jolted through Zeke's body, sending a torrent of dark pleasure down his spine. His legs were still a bit numb due to the coma, but this kind of attack landed right on his ticklish spot and he squirmed even harder, his cries loud and unabashed. He fisted on the sheets so hard that they became rumpled and disheveled.

Lu Yizhou kissed and bit on each of his toes with a pious expression as if he was worshiping a God, and the sight was so damn stimulating that Zeke was going to ascend at any second. Lu Yizhou had a firm grip around his ankle and no matter how desperately he thrashed around, he still could not break free.

"Stop!" Zeke choked out, his mind so fuzzy that he could not even think straight anymore. "T–That… you can't! Lu Yizhou…!"

The relentless teasing strokes pushed Zeke into another height of oversensitivity. His cock was so hard and the transparent liquid trickling out of it already made a mess on his belly. Yet he was unable to move, he was a prisoner to this maddening torture and the key to liberation lay only in Lu Yizhou's hand. The feeling of tethering on the edge of the cliff sent a surge of hot dizziness up to his head. Only a little bit… only a little push and he would fall and crash into pieces. But exactly because he was unable to find that last stimulus, it became all the more frustrating! 

Moans spilled forth ceaselessly off his lips and he did not even know what he was blabbering anymore. It seemed like he was cursing Lu Yizhou, yet he was also pleading so that Lu Yizhou would allow him to come. Zeke was teased so much that tears were squeezed out of his eyes. He was so muddled that it took him a while to realize that Lu Yizhou was only restraining his legs whereas his hands… they were still free! Holy fuck, why was he such an idiot?! If Lu Yizhou wanted to prolong his release, then Zeke would just seek his own! 

Gritting his teeth, Zeke tremblingly reached out toward his own cock. He was certain that he only needed one harsh tug to come. Alas, before he could even touch it, Lu Yizhou's voice suddenly drifted to his ears, "Don't move." There was an undeniable command in his voice that froze Zeke in place and his hand really halted midair.

He was weak and disabled, and this man still wanted to bully him?! He snapped his gaze toward Lu Yizhou, disbelieving, but then he saw the man's visage was devoid of any teasing. Lu Yizhou's expression was deadly serious with beads of sweat rolling down his cheeks, his chest faintly heaving. He did not look like he fared any better than Zeke. 

Damn it, how was he supposed to disobey when Lu Yizhou was pinning him with such a wild yet restrained gaze?! Zeke let out a frustrated groan and threw him a teary glare, resentful and accusing.

Lu Yizhou did not look guilty whatsoever for driving his lover to the edge of insanity. Instead, there was a enthralling twinkle in his eyes that told that he enjoyed this slow torture very much. "Don't move, sweetheart," he said again, softer this time. "If you move… then I will not suck your cock. Do you want my mouth on you? Hmm?"

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