Chapter 42
In the bathroom, steam filled the air, obscuring the intertwined figures of the two. However, it couldn’t conceal the sound of their lips and tongues entwined. Fu Yu’s shirt was open, disheveled, and he was suddenly reminded of the spray of water from the shower hitting Xiao Yi’s body. He pushed against Xiao Yi’s chest and turned his head to avoid the kisses that continued to pursue him.
“Your wounds…” Fu Yu began.
Xiao Yi, panting heavily, interrupted him, “Don’t worry about these minor wounds. Even if I were shot right now, I wouldn’t stop.”
Fu Yu was at a loss, and Xiao Yi was not waiting. He forcefully tore open Fu Yu’s shirt that was wrinkled in a way that didn’t resemble clothing anymore, and the buttons flew in all directions.
Fu Yu, still trying to comprehend the situation, was caught off guard as Xiao Yi unbuttoned his belt and slipped his hand inside, firmly grasping him, moving up and down with an intensity that left no room for resistance.
“You…” Fu Yu rarely did this himself, let alone having someone else do it for him. He couldn’t catch his breath all of a sudden. “Wait…”
“I can’t wait any longer,” Xiao Yi wickedly teased as he used his fingertip to stroke his sensitive tip. He looked at Fu Yu, who was struggling to catch his breath, and said in a low, hoarse voice, “You know how long I’ve been waiting? I won’t go slowly. You better be prepared.”
Fu Yu’s shirt, which had been unbuttoned and was wrinkled beyond recognition, was ripped apart. The buttons were strewn about, and Fu Yu was left dumbfounded.
Xiao Yi grabbed Fu Yu’s hand and placed it back on the wall of the shower, forcing him to face him. He openly admired Fu Yu’s rarely seen expression of arousal.
Fu Yu, feeling Xiao Yi’s fiery gaze, closed his eyes involuntarily. However, the absence of sight heightened his other senses. Xiao Yi’s strong fingers, Xiao Yi’s scorching breath, and Xiao Yi’s hoarse murmurs by his ear… Suddenly, a sensitive point on his chest was cruelly pinched and pulled.
Fu Yu let out a muffled gasp, and, in a daze, he tensed up as he released his pleasure.
Xiao Yi placed his hand, stained with a milky substance, to his lips and sensually licked it. He then chuckled softly, “Was it good, Yu Yu?”
Fu Yu’s eyes, usually cool and composed, were now shrouded in a thin mist. After the climax, he appeared somewhat dazed and uncertain, with an expression that was both sensual and innocent.
Xiao Yi’s throat constricted. This wasn’t enough; he wanted more.
When Fu Yu came to his senses, he found himself lying naked on the bed in the bedroom. Xiao Yi had a handful of moisturizer from the bathroom, and it was warming in his palm.
“What are you doing with this…” he wondered.
Xiao Yi smiled wickedly, “Making love.”
He deliberately emphasized each word, thinking it would embarrass Fu Yu. However, Fu Yu continued to look at him with a puzzled expression, asking, “Haven’t we already done that?”
Xiao Yi’s laughter froze on his face. A second later, he widened his eyes in disbelief and stared at Fu Yu. “Do you think we’ve already done that?”
Fu Yu nodded apologetically.
Xiao Yi shook his head, “No wonder you agreed so readily.”
“Sorry, I haven’t had much experience…” Fu Yu admitted. “So, what counts as doing it?”
Fu Yu’s question was quite serious, as if he were asking, “Do you have any further thoughts, President Xiao?” during a routine meeting. But he was lying on the bed, completely naked and ready to be taken.
Xiao Yi’s mouth went dry, and he reached around to Fu Yu’s back, his fingers gently touching a specific place. “From here, inside.”
Fu Yu blinked, asking, “Inside what?”
“You can’t be that slow,” Xiao Yi couldn’t bear it any longer. He pulled his hand back and used his aching arousal to nudge forward, explaining bluntly, “Inside here, do you get it? I want to put it inside here.”
Fu Yu suddenly widened his eyes, looked at Xiao Yi’s lower body, and then realized with astonishment, “It’s not possible… it’s so big, how could it be?”
Hearing this, Xiao Yi’s excitement surged even further, and his substantial manhood stood high, pressing against his abdomen.
“Try, and you’ll find out if it’s possible,” he said without hesitation, as he held Fu Yu and inserted a lubricated finger.
The sensation of something invading him was uncomfortable, and Fu Yu was torn between letting Xiao Yi’s intrusive hand continue and stopping it. He felt the knuckles of Xiao Yi’s fingers repeatedly enter his body.
“Do you really… want to go inside?” He looked at Xiao Yi with a helpless and anxious expression.
Xiao Yi, his heart softened by Fu Yu’s expression, reassured him, “Don’t worry, I won’t hurt you. Trust me. If you really don’t want to, I won’t force you. Just give it a try.”
The room fell silent, and only the faint sounds of moisture could be heard. Xiao Yi added three fingers, and the mixture of lotion and gradually produced bodily fluids became thinner as he moved his fingers in and out, causing it to flow out slowly from the entrance.
Fu Yu clenched his eyebrows, biting his lips. He grabbed the bedsheet tightly, and his toes anxiously curled around it. He seemed to be in pain and distress, his legs spread open, allowing Xiao Yi to manipulate him, his body shivering as it rocked with Xiao Yi’s movements. He exerted no effort of his own, feeling as though his entire being had been penetrated, leaving him sore and swollen. Gradually, a sensation of indescribable itchiness arose amidst the friction.
From the moment Xiao Yi began moving, Fu Yu’s mind went blank. His legs, long and straight, were hooked and spread apart on both sides by Xiao Yi’s arms. His body swayed with each of Xiao Yi’s motions. He couldn’t muster any strength; it was as if he had been impaled, and his lower region was both painful and swollen. But gradually, an indescribable sense of itchiness emerged between the friction.
Sensing that Fu Yu was gradually relaxing, Xiao Yi increased the depth of his thrusts. He pushed deeper into Fu Yu, taking advantage of the situation and thrusting forcefully. Suddenly, his intruding member touched a certain spot, causing Fu Yu to tense his rear entrance, and his toes curled up in discomfort.
Fu Yu bit his lip hard, refusing to let out any sound, but his honest body betrayed him.
“Is it pleasurable here?” Xiao Yi asked with a low laugh, his momentum suddenly released. Like a predator starving and finally about to feast on its prey, he relentlessly attacked Fu Yu’s sensitive spot, pounding vigorously at that area.
Fu Yu firmly held onto Xiao Yi’s strong arms around his waist as if he feared that he would be thrust off the bed if he didn’t. He passively endured the intense assault from Xiao Yi, and his body felt as though electric currents were wildly surging through it. Each time he was thrust into that place, he trembled as if he had been shocked. Xiao Yi’s hard and rough manhood scraped against his inner walls, leaving them tingling with heat. Every thrust sent Xiao Yi’s powerful desire deep into his body, spreading through his veins to every corner of his being, overwhelming all his senses.
“Slower…” Fu Yu weakly begged, his voice interrupted by the forceful thrusts.
Xiao Yi gave a hoarse grin, deliberately withdrawing his thick, rigid manhood slowly, leaving only the tip inside, then forcefully thrusting it all back in! After repeating this a few times, Fu Yu couldn’t take it anymore. His hands clawed at Xiao Yi’s back like a cat, and when penetrated, he let out a soft whimper.
“Do you like it slow like this, hmm?” Xiao Yi sensually licked his thin lips.
Fu Yu’s eyes were red, and his lips were swollen. He looked at Xiao Yi pitifully and whispered, “Don’t do it like this… just like before…”
Xiao Yi felt like he had fallen into a trap when teasing Fu Yu.
His eyes darkened, and he fell silent, sealing Fu Yu’s lips to prevent him from saying any more provocative words. At the same time, he increased the intensity of his thrusts, faster and fiercer than before, going deeper with each motion, almost wanting to nail himself inside Fu Yu’s body.
Fu Yu felt like he was floating on turbulent waters, with Xiao Yi as his only anchor. As Xiao Yi’s frequency of thrusts increased, his body continuously rocked, and his legs were bent and pressed against his chest, folding almost in half. The initial pain had been completely replaced by a sense of swelling and pleasure. The thick, hot sensation from his lower body reached all the way up to his abdomen, and he was erect once again.
Xiao Yi used one hand to relieve him, relentlessly continuing his thrusts. He urged, “Yu Yu, let me finish inside, okay?”
He knew he should have used protection, and he knew he shouldn’t ejaculate inside, but he wanted the person in front of him so badly. He wanted to completely possess Fu Yu and imprint his presence deep within him.
He expected to be refused, but Fu Yu weakly hugged his neck and, without saying a word, closed his eyes, nodding slightly.
Xiao Yi lost his reason in an instant.
A ruthless attack embedded his manhood deep inside, and Fu Yu’s breath caught. He arched his back in surprise, gasping for air. Xiao Yi seized his throat, forcefully pressing him back onto the bed, firmly restraining his writhing body. Dominantly and ruthlessly, he poured his hot fluid deep inside Fu Yu’s body. Fu Yu opened his mouth but couldn’t make a sound, shivering as the hot flow surged into his body, causing him to reach climax once again.
Afterward, Xiao Yi held the panting Fu Yu in his arms. Several minutes later, he pulled out his member.
Both of them were covered in sweat, various sticky fluids from their union, and Fu Yu’s body was covered in love marks. His usual calm and composed demeanor was long gone, replaced by exhaustion as he lay limp on the bed. His red and swollen lips were slightly open as he breathed, and his chest rose and fell in a constant rhythm. His pale areolas had turned vivid and erect, and the inside of his thighs was a mess. His swollen rear entrance couldn’t close properly and continued to release the earlier emission.
Xiao Yi only glanced for a few seconds before getting aroused once again. The sight was not only visually arousing, but also psychologically stimulating and exciting.
Fu Yu, a person who had always maintained good personal hygiene, even refusing to eat food touched by others’ saliva, had accepted what he had done without any psychological preparation. He had even allowed Xiao Yi to ejaculate inside him without any resistance. Just thinking about all this, Xiao Yi felt like he could go for several more rounds.
And, of course, that’s exactly what he did.
As Xiao Yi pulled Fu Yu to sit on his lap, Fu Yu seemed a bit dazed. He didn’t realize that Xiao Yi’s manhood, still lubricated by their previous encounter, was pushing into his recently ravaged rear entrance.
Fu Yu groaned, somewhat annoyed, and hammered Xiao Yi’s back lightly. But ultimately, he couldn’t bring himself to say “no.” He weakly embraced the man in front of him, letting him have his way, thrusting into him from above.
This seated position allowed for even deeper penetration than before. Xiao Yi’s hand firmly held Fu Yu’s waist, not allowing him to escape even by an inch. His thick, long manhood thrust into Fu Yu’s body like a branding iron, as if it would burst through his abdomen. Fu Yu wanted to complain about Xiao Yi’s excessive actions but, in return, his already buried member suddenly increased in size. Xiao Yi squeezed his buttocks even harder and continued to thrust forcefully. Fu Yu’s thighs turned red and numb, and the hair at their connection point tangled and stuck together. The white fluid and bodily fluids produced during their thrusting had stained the bedsheet.
“Don’t tease me anymore; I’m going crazy…” Xiao Yi panted heavily and sealed Fu Yu’s lips that were too tempting.
The night was deep, and all around was silent. In the room, there were only the sounds of rapid, heavy breathing, low moans, and the smacking and collision of their bodies, intertwining and filling the air with an erotic, heated atmosphere.
