Venerable Demon King & The Doting Immortal (QT)
Chapter 231: Husband and Wife making out

Chapter 231: Husband and Wife making out

Sister Meng, annoyed at the interruption, finally had Xiang Yu agree to do her tattoo, albeit not in the location she wanted. They had settled on her lower back instead. "Can’t you see he is busy with—"

Her voice abruptly stopped when Han Xin glared at her like she would tear her soul into pieces if she dared to utter anither word. Han Xin was glaring daggers at her.

"Let’s talk," Han Xin repeated, his voice intimidating, but Xiang Yu remained unfazed. "I am running a business here. Get a tattoo or get out."

Han Xin gritted his teeth, the storm brewing inside him threatening to spill over. He walked out and said to Han Zhan, "Get a tattoo."

Han Zhan blinked, "..."

"Okay," he said, turning to Little Bai. "Do you want to do my tattoo?"

Little Bai shook his head vigorously. He had never done a tattoo on a real person, only practiced on synthetic skins. "No Zhan-ge, I am really not good at it."

"It’s fine," Han Zhan reassured him. "Just do a small one on my collarbone. No one will see it, plus I can remove it if its not good. Come on, what do you say?"

Little Bai was still anxious but reluctantly agreed. He gathered his tools, his hands trembling slightly. Han Zhan gave him an encouraging nod, trying to ease his nerves.

Meanwhile Han Xin walked back into the room, his expression unreadable. "There, now let’s talk," he said, not giving Xiang Yu a moment to refuse. He grabbed Xiang Yu’s arm and pulled him out of the room, shoving him into the open bathroom.

Xiang Yu, "..."

The bathroom was spacious, but with two big men in there, the space felt cramped. Han Xin pressed him against the door, ignoring the discomfort of the setting.

"Have you lost your mind?" Xiang Yu asked, his voice edged with frustration.

Han Xin was pretty sure he had lost his mind ages ago, and it was because of this person. After living all these years, he had never felt such intense emotions. He didn’t know he was a possessive and extremely jealous person until he met Xiang Yu. His mind hot with rage, he said, "Is that why you want to move out? You want to be with her, is that it?"

Xiang Yu, "..."

Xiang Yu couldn’t fathom who Han Xin was talking about. "Who are you talking about?" he asked, his heartbeat accelerating.

"The woman just now," Han Xin said, his voice tight. "You are even moving in with her. Do you like her?"

Xiang Yu was so angry he let out a laugh. He couldn’t understand where Han Xin got that information. Sister Meng had indeed asked where they were staying since their tattoo shop was destroyed. She had offered a house in her gated community, next to hers, but Xiang Yu had refused.

Who would have thought this news would reach Han Xin’s ears and he would come storming in like a toddler throwing a tantrum? The who was easy to determine. This was all Lian and Mei’s handiwork.

Xiang Yu could have clarified, but after Han Xin said he didn’t trust him, he felt like provoking him.

If he was being honest he had missed Han Xin so much. They were living in the same house still, but he had made it a point to avoid him, which was incredibly difficult. Xiang Yu’s lips curled into a smirk. "What’s it to you? I am a grown man and—"

His words were cut off as Han Xin pressed his lips to his. Xiang Yu’s eyes widened in shock. The kiss was fierce, filled with all the pent-up emotions and frustrations that had been festering for days. For a moment, Xiang Yu was too stunned to react, but then he found himself responding, his hands gripping Han Xin’s shoulders.

As their lips met, Han Xin felt a rush of adrenaline coursing through his veins. He was inexperienced in the art of kissing, and his eagerness was evident. He sucked on Xiang Yu’s lower lip, his teeth grazing the tender flesh, causing Xiang Yu to let out a soft cry of surprise and pleasure. Han Xin immediately regretted his roughness, feeling a surge of guilt as he saw the small bruise he had left on Xiang Yu’s delicate mouth.

"I am sorry," Han Xin whispered, his voice hoarse with desire. "Does it hurt?" He gently touched Xiang Yu’s bruised lip with his thumb, his heart pounding in his chest. Xiang Yu, still dazed by the intensity of the kiss, licked his lip sensually, his tongue inadvertently grazing the tip of Han Xin’s thumb. A spark of electricity seemed to pass between them, igniting a fire deep within Han Xin’s loins.

His eyes darkened with desire as he gazed at Xiang Yu, his breath coming in short, rapid gasps. He longed to kiss those rosy lips again, to explore the sweetness of Xiang Yu’s mouth, but he hesitated, unsure of himself. He was afraid of being too rough and hurting him again

"I am sorry, I just..." Han Xin began, his words trailing off as he struggled to express his conflicting emotions. But before he could finish, Xiang Yu took charge, sealing their lips together once more. This time, Xiang Yu whispered softly, his breath warm against Han Xin’s lips. "Follow my lead."

Han Xin’s heart raced as he nodded, surrendering himself to Xiang Yu’s guidance. Xiang Yu’s lips were firm yet gentle as they moved against Han Xin’s, teaching him the art of seduction. Xiang Yu’s tongue slid between Han Xin’s lips, a soft, wet invasion that sent shivers down his spine. Han Xin moaned softly, his body pressing against Xiang Yu, as he surrendered to the pleasure building within him.

Xiang Yu’s hands roamed over Han Xin’s body, his fingers tracing the contours of his muscles, igniting a fire wherever they touched. He pushed Han Xin harder against the wall, their bodies flush against each other, as he deepened the kiss.

Han Xin’s hands gripped Xiang Yu’s shoulders, his nails digging into the fabric of his shirt, as he tried to anchor himself in the face of overwhelming sensations.

Xiang Yu’s tongue danced with Han Xin’s, their mouths moving in perfect harmony. Xiang Yu’s experience was evident in every movement, every caress, as he savoured the taste of Han Xin’s Qi. It had been too long since they had last been this close, and Xiang Yu was determined to make up for lost time.

Han Xin’s body trembled as waves of pleasure washed over him. He had never felt this way before, never experienced such intense desire. Xiang Yu’s touch was like a drug, awakening his senses and making him crave more. He wanted to feel every inch of Xiang Yu’s body, to explore the secrets hidden beneath his clothes.

As if reading his mind, Xiang Yu’s hands slid under Han Xin’s shirt, his fingers tracing the ridges of his abdomen. Han Xin arched into the touch, his breath coming in short pants as he struggled to keep his eyes open. The sensations were overwhelming, and he felt himself getting lost in the haze of desire.

Xiang Yu’s lips left Han Xin’s, trailing kisses along his jawline, down his neck, leaving a trail of fire in their wake. Han Xin tilted his head back, exposing more of his neck, encouraging Xiang Yu to continue his exploration. Xiang Yu’s teeth gently nipped at the sensitive skin, causing Han Xin to gasp and shudder.

Just as Xiang Yu’s hand slipped inside Han Xin’s pants, stroking the length of his rigid cock, a soft knock on the bathroom door startled them both. Little Bai’s voice echoed from the other side, his innocent tone breaking the spell that had enveloped them. " Yu-ge, someone wants to use the bathroom."

Xiang Yu froze, his hand still rubbing Han Xin’s throbbing bulge. He cursed softly under his breath, his eyes filled with regret and longing. With a final, lingering caress, he withdrew his hand, straightening their clothes as best as he could.

"Okay, I will be out in a minute," Xiang Yu called out, his voice hoarse with desire. He cleared his throat, trying to regain his composure, as he stepped away from Han Xin.

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