710: Fuck You! [M]

Fuck You! [M]

The confines of Lu Yizhou's arms around him were so strong. He writhed, yet he was unable to prevent those fingers from teasing his hole again and again. Lu Yizhou knew his body all too well. He did not rush to enter and instead, took his damn sweet time to stroke the rim again and again while his other hand languidly glided over Zeke's sensitive length. In the tranquil bathroom, nothing could be heard except for Zeke's soft and restrained cries.0

In this position, Zeke could not see what Lu Yizhou was planning. Just as he thought that Lu Yizhou's finger was going to slip in, he would pull back and Zeke would clench onto nothing but empty air. The feeling of the death scythe hanging over his neck was truly unbearable. Oh God… he was going to be driven insane by this man sooner or later!

Zeke weakly clamped Lu Yizhou's hand between his trembling thighs. He swallowed the overflowing saliva in his mouth once, twice, and only then could he manage to stutter , "L–Lu Yizhou…"

"Hmm?" The man's chest rumbled along with his soft hum and was transmitted toward Zeke who was held in his powerful embrace. Zeke bit down on his lower lip, feeling as if his back had transformed into a wide area of delicate nerves that directly stimulated his cock. Lu Yizhou pressed his nose on Zeke's nape and took a deep inhale of his lover's unique scent, his voice a captivating echo in Zeke's ear. "What's wrong, sweetheart?"

Damn it, he still dared to ask this kind of question! Zeke gritted his teeth angrily yet had nowhere to vent. This weakling body had grown too soft from the previous orgasm, and Lu Yizhou did not even give him a chance to breathe as he continued to lead him into another round of sweet agony. It was unbearable… too unbearable! 

Those hands and fingers worked wonders as they brought him the equal amount of pain and pleasure. As of now, every touch and caresses, even the lightest exhale on his ear, was more than enough to set him off. 

He sensed it in his core when another orgasm rapidly approached with the momentum of a trainwreck. Zeke choked back a desperate sob, the tension in his body rising higher and higher. And just as he was prepared to let himself fall… Lu Yizhou stopped.

He. Fucking. Stopped. Moving!!

The peak that was so close at hand was receding away in a flash. How to describe it? It was the feeling of dying with thirst only for the last jar of water to be held at arm's length – and worst, the person who held the jar was even taunting him! If he did not die of excessive lust, then he would definitely die of rage and grievances!

"Fuck you, Lu Yizhou!" Zeke's strangled cry was filled with strong resentment. If he had not remembered timely that this person was injured, he would have jabbed Lu Yizhou's side with his elbow to teach him a lesson! Even then, Zeke still could not resist struggling and thrashing like a mad dog to vent his dissatisfaction.

However, it was apparent that Lu Yizhou had seen it coming. He let go of Zeke's aching cock with no guilt whatsoever and his broad palm smoothly glided up Zeke's chest until he was clasping Zeke around the neck. Such a vulnerable spot being held in a chokehold had Zeke's curses halted in midair and he almost choked on his breath. W–What did this stupid assassin intend to do?! 

It seemed like Lu Yizhou was pleased with how fast his pulse was jumping because he let out another brief chuckle that was heavy with hidden meaning. Another puff of warm exhale caressed Zeke's earlobe, causing his cock to twitch in response. "Fuck me?" His voice came out lazy, almost mirthful. "You mean… just like the time when you were Moshe?"

Zeke drew in a sharp breath and his torturous mind instantly brought him down the memory lane. Ah right, Moshe Morelli, another identity of his inside the simulator. It was also the only identity who had messed and played with Lu Yizhou like nobody else could. Zeke screwed his eyes shut as warmth flooded his insides and made him tingle all over. Fuck, he really could not believe that… he managed to do something so thrilling! Zeke was dazed when he recalled it. Was that brazen and dauntless man really him…?

Just as he was marveling over the fact that he had at least fucked Lu Yizhou before, Lu Yizhou's finger – which had always stayed in the peripheral of his entrance – suddenly exerted strength and slid past the tight rim of muscles. Zeke's eyes flew wide and all thoughts in his mind instantly scattered away into nothingness, not even a drop remained behind.

"A–Ah…" His lips parted open and saliva fell from his mouth uncontrollably. As Lu Yizhou breached his insides with a long digit, the grip around his throat became a firm anchor for him to stay afloat. There was a slight burn when that finger moved and probed around, mainly because they had no lube and that place really had not been touched before. However, Zeke was never one who shied away from pain. Instead, that little burn served as the right amount of stimulant he needed amidst this prolonged torture and his mind soon grew hazy again.

Lu Yizhou clicked his tongue in dissatisfaction and then before Zeke could react, he pulled out and brought that exact finger into Zeke's mouth, and his voice demanded softly into his ear, "Suck."

Disoriented, Zeke obeyed and closed his luscious lips around that slender finger. His eyelids fluttered shut as well. Lost in the fiery sea of passion, he sucked, licked and bit on the finger while his butt desperately grinded on the hot length behind him in a restless manner. He distantly heard Lu Yizhou let out a pained hiss behind him and his grip around Zeke's throat tightened, forcing a strained gasp out of his lips. The finger left his mouth, leaving him bereft and confused. Hell… Zeke did not even realize that he liked having something to suck on that much! He cried out softly at the loss. "D–Don't pull out… ah!"

He had not even finished his sentence when Lu Yizhou thrust that finger into him, again. This time, he did not hesitate to explore Zeke's pulsing flesh, searching and stroking deeper, and Zeke could no longer restrain his moans when Lu Yizhou started to set a languid yet suffocating rhythm inside him. His body quivered as he once again sensed the impending orgasm. Crazy, this was absolutely crazy! Lu Yizhou only used one finger and he already wrecked him to the point where he could no longer remember his name…

In the end, before Zeke could crash into million pieces, he mustered any remaining pieces of his sanity and grabbed onto Lu Yizhou's wrist. It was so weak that it could be considered a nudge, yet Lu Yizhou immediately slowed down as if knowing that he had something to say. 

That split second gave Zeke the opening he needed as he twisted his upper body to look at Lu Yizhou. Focusing his blurry gaze, he stuttered out, "Enough…" breathing heavily, he pleaded for the man to impale him at once. "Come in… please, Lu Yizhou. Come inside me…"

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