Chapter 122
The scorching breath was sealed by lips and tongues, entwined in a passionate kiss. Not afraid of being heard, not afraid of being interrupted, this kiss was particularly intense. Ye Zhi quickly realized that he was losing control, and it wasn’t just him—Huo Youqiao was even more out of control.
The pheromones of the wood leaf exuded from this man, wandering in the air, being inhaled into his nostrils, and surging into his heart. Although he wasn’t an Omega and wouldn’t be forced into heat, at this moment, he was also strongly aroused. His underwear quickly became tight.
The clothes were too thin, and their reactions could be felt almost immediately. Ye Zhi felt the hot hardness rubbing against his lower abdomen and blushed, quickly pushing his chest away, turning his face away from his lips and tongue, softly reminding, “Not now…”
They were still in the relationship of brother-in-law and elder brother, and kissing in public was already immoral; if they went further, they would be damned.
“I know,” Huo Youqiao seemed somewhat regretful for his impulsiveness. Despite abstaining for many years and enduring numerous sensitive periods, now he seemed unable to control himself. He grabbed Ye Zhi’s hand and whispered, “Can you stay with me a little longer? I won’t take it too far.”
They used to spend a lot of time alone together, before they even confessed their feelings, even when their relationship was just budding. Back then, they could read or chat with each other, but now they couldn’t do anything decent. After maintaining the last line of defense, they longed to expose themselves completely.
“Mm…” Ye Zhi doubted whether they could hold out. His body trembled, his exposed skin even goosebumps, and occasionally, when they held each other tighter, they could feel each other’s most intimate places.
In the end, they were creatures ruled by desire, and in holding out on this matter, Huo Youqiao surprisingly lacked his patience. He kissed more and more eagerly, and finally couldn’t help but push Ye Zhi onto the bed. With a quick movement, he pulled down Ye Zhi’s loose pants, revealing the buttocks wrapped in white underwear.
“Ah Qiao…” Ye Zhi panicked, almost about to give in.
Huo Youqiao lifted Ye Zhi’s shirt and kissed his back, leaving two marks on his shoulder blades. Ye Zhi soon heard the sound of the other man taking off his pants. While hesitating in his heart, Huo Youqiao leaned close to his ear and whispered, “Can I borrow your legs?”
It was a very gentlemanly and gentle inquiry, as if he would give up if Ye Zhi shook his head.
Ye Zhi couldn’t shake his head.
He could smell the familiar scent in his nostrils, allowing him to sense the other person’s identity even without seeing his face. The body that felt uncomfortable with just a touch from his husband became docile and even eager under this man’s embrace, making him not want to refuse at all.
Soon, a hot object pressed against his buttocks, rubbing against his most intimate place a few times. Ye Zhi’s waist softened, and a somewhat unfamiliar sense of desire spread inside him, even a faint moan escaped his throat. When he thought that place would be breached, the burning object moved downward and then entered between his legs.
It was hard, very big.
Realizing what it was, Ye Zhi’s face turned red, almost as if blood was about to drip from it. He didn’t dare to look down, and even wanted to blur the existence of that thing, but how could he? It quickly occupied Ye Zhi’s body and mind.
With his legs placed together, forming a container for the manhood to rub against, Ye Zhi felt flustered at the first thrust, his legs trembling slightly, and soon his underwear was pulled down a bit, and the erect shaft was held in the man’s palm.
“Ah Qiao…” Ye Zhi opened his mouth, urgently calling out this name, otherwise he was afraid he would moan uncontrollably.
As he was engaging in a leg-humping with Huo Youqiao, the latter was still masturbating him.
Soon, Huo Youqiao leaned in to kiss him.
Their bodies pressed together, his back against the broad and strong chest of the other. Ye Zhi’s eyes turned red, tears uncontrollably slid from the corners of his eyes, while he stuck out his tongue to meet the other’s kiss, sinking into ecstasy amidst the pleasure.
It felt so good, yet so blissful.
The gentle caresses were more comfortable than any previous intercourse, and being able to smell the other’s scent added to his psychological pleasure. Consequently, Ye Zhi didn’t last long before he ejaculated.
The thick white fluid sprayed into the man’s palm, the erect shaft still trembling, and Ye Zhi was panting, his mouth unable to close, drool dripping down and licked away by the other’s tongue.
Huo Youqiao said, “Look at me.”
