Venerable Demon King & The Doting Immortal (QT)
Chapter 229: A side of NSFW

Chapter 229: A side of NSFW

Last night

As he lay in bed, Han Xin’s mind was tormented by yet another vivid dream. In the dream, he found himself completely enveloped in darkness all alone but not for long.

Xiang Yu suddenly appeared from the abyss. He slowly walked over and stood before him, his dark eyes gleaming with an unreadable intensity. Han Xin’s heart pounded as he tried to back away, but there was nowhere to escape.

As though sensing his retreat, Xiang Yu moved swiftly, pushing him against the wall with a force that startled him. Han Xin’s anger flared, his fists clenching as he struggled to restrain his anger. But before he could react, soft lips pressed against his, silencing his protests.

The kiss was like a jolt of electricity, shocking Han Xin’s senses. He tried to pull away, his pride and anger demanding he resist, but his body had other ideas. His hands, seemingly acting on their own, slid around Xiang Yu’s slender waist, pulling him closer. The kiss deepened, and Han Xin found himself lost in a whirlwind of desire. He could taste the sweetness of Xiang Yu’s mouth, a flavour that ignited a fire within him.

Xiang Yu’s hands roamed freely, their touch sending shivers down Han Xin’s spine. They moved with purpose his fingers sliding into Han Xin’s pants. Han Xin’s breath hitched, his body betraying his mind’s resistance. He tried to protest, to regain control, but his words were lost in the heat of the moment. "Not here," he managed to whisper in the dream, his voice hoarse with desire.

Xiang Yu’s eyes sparkled with mischief as he leaned in close, his breath warm against Han Xin’s cheek. "No one will see," he promised, his voice a low purr. Han Xin’s heart raced as he felt a strong hand wrap around his throbbing cock, stroking him with a slow, deliberate rhythm. He couldn’t help but arch into the touch, his body craving more.

"Do you like that... general?" Xiang Yu’s hot breath caressed his ear, sending shivers down Han Xin’s spine. He was powerless to resist, his body surrendering to the pleasure. "Uh-huh," he murmured, his voice barely audible. "Don’t stop." He ran his fingers through Xiang Yu’s silky hair, pulling him closer and encouraging the intimate touch.

Xiang Yu’s strokes became more urgent, his hand moving faster as he brought Han Xin closer to the edge. Han Xin’s body trembled, his breath coming in short gasps. He could feel his orgasm building, an intense pressure coiling in his groin. With a final, powerful thrust of his hips, he came, his cum spilling out onto Xiang Yu’s hand.

Han Xin’s body shook with the force of his release, his vision blurred with pleasure. He panted, trying to regain his composure, as Xiang Yu slowly withdrew his hand, his eyes sparkling with satisfaction. Han Xin watched, transfixed, as Xiang Yu brought his cum-covered fingers to his mouth, licking them clean with a slow, deliberate motion. The sight was almost too much to bear, and Han Xin felt a renewed surge of desire.

In a blur of movement, Han Xin captured Xiang Yu’s lips, kissing him fiercely. He tasted himself on Xiang Yu’s tongue, and the realization only fueled his passion. The dream was so real, so intense, that when Han Xin woke up, he found himself in a cold sweat, his heart racing. His underwear was soaked, and his cock was hard and throbbing as if it had been injected with chicken blood.

Han Xin cursed under his breath, knowing he had to do something to relieve the tension. He stumbled out of bed and made his way to the shower, hoping the cold water would douse the flames of desire. But even the icy droplets did little to ease his craving. With a groan, he wrapped his hand around his aching cock, stroking himself with urgency. His mind replayed the dream, the feel of Xiang Yu’s lips and the taste of his skin, as he brought himself to a swift, unsatisfying climax.

Once he was done, he walked out of the shower, his mood plummeting. He had relieved himself, but he still felt unsatiated. His longing for Xiang Yu had only intensified.

While putting on his clothes, he happened upon a t-shirt that Xiang Yu had left behind. The butler had accidentally placed it with his things. Han Xin grabbed the neatly folded shirt, intending to return it to Xiang Yu’s room. As he held it, he caught a faint scent of plumeria, masked by the smell of fabric softener, but unmistakable.

An inexplicable urge surged through him. He brought the t-shirt closer and inhaled deeply. The scent was intoxicating, satisfying a yearning he hadn’t realized was so strong. Han Xin closed his eyes, savouring the moment. When he opened them again, he realized he was in trouble. He had an addiction, and his name was Xiang Yu.

***

Ever since that dream, Han Xin’s mood was terrible. As he sat in his office, he read and reread the partnership agreement on his laptop screen. Each time a notification pinged, he would check it, hoping it was Xiang Yu. But of course, it never was. They had parted on bad terms, and logic told him this was for the best, but he couldn’t stop thinking about Xiang Yu.

Just then, a knock on the door broke his reverie. "Come in," Han Xin called out.

Han Zhan walked in and slumped onto the couch with a heavy sigh. Han Xin’s fingers halted on the mouse. He had heard Han Zhan sigh so many times over the past three days. Each sigh was a silent plea, one that Han Xin had been ignoring.

Han Xin knew why Han Zhan was sighing. He didn’t want Xiang Yu, Little Bai, and the twins to leave. He wanted them to stay. Han Zhan wanted Han Xin to reconcile with Xiang Yu, but Han Xin was as stubborn as a mule. Han Zhan could only resort to sighing and sighing and sighing.

Finally, Han Xin had enough. "Go sigh somewhere else," he snapped.

Han Zhan looked at him, frustration evident in his eyes. "Cousin, why can’t you just get along with Xiang Yu?" Han Xin pursed his lips, refusing to speak.

But Han Zhan wouldn’t stop. "Did he go behind your back? Yes, he did. Did he lie to you? Yes, yes, yes, he did. But he is also loyal to you, and he will do anything for you. So what do you say? Do you want to reconcile?"

Han Xin stared at his cousin, the words hanging in the air.

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