Venerable Demon King & The Doting Immortal (QT)
Chapter 238: NSFW hehehe

Chapter 238: NSFW hehehe

The anticipation had been building for what felt like two lifetimes. Han Xin lay on the bed, his heart pounding in his chest as he gazed up at the man straddling him. Xiang Yu, with his chiselled features and muscular physique, exuded raw masculinity, and Han Xin couldn’t take his eyes off him. The air between them was charged with electricity, and Han Xin’s body trembled with desire.

Han Xin’s fingers traced the intricate tattoos that adorned Xiang Yu’s toned abs and chest, the heat in his body rising. Xiang Yu’s previous injuries had already scabbed over but he still made it a point to avoid them.

He felt a sense of awe and possession as he explored the artwork, knowing that soon, this man would be his in the most intimate way. "Are you sure about this?" Han Xin whispered, his voice hoarse with longing. He already knew the answer, but he needed to hear it from Xiang Yu’s lips.

His heart was racing as he met Xiang Yu’s gaze. The intensity within those dark, stormy eyes set ablaze a spark deep within him that he struggled to contain. The weight of unspoken words hung between them, thickening the air.

Xiang Yu’s eyes smouldered with passion as he leaned down, capturing Han Xin’s lips in a searing kiss ignited by craving and shrouded in desperation. Their mouths clashed, hot breath mingling as they devoured each other. It was a ferocious collision of passion and pent-up emotion.

Xiang Yu’s fingers tightened on Han Xin’s wrists, feeling the rigid muscles beneath the skin. They lost themselves in the moment, breathless and fervent, hearts pounding in an unspoken rhythm that underscored the electrifying dance of their bodies.

Xiang Yu’s hips moved in a slow, sensual rhythm, his bulging erection pressing against Han Xin’s own hardening cock. The sensation was exquisite torture, and Han Xin yearned for more.

As if sensing his need, Xiang Yu released Han Xin’s wrists, allowing him to explore further. Han Xin’s hand slid up, threading through Xiang Yu’s hair, pulling him closer as he deepened the kiss. Han Xin sat up, his fingers trailing down Xiang Yu’s body, leaving a trail of goosebumps in their wake.

Their tongues danced, hot and wet, exploring each other’s mouths with unbridled hunger. Han Xin moaned into Xiang Yu’s mouth; the sound muffled by their passionate embrace.

He caressed the firm muscles of Xiang Yu’s back and waist, his touch both reverent and possessive. Xiang Yu’s breath hitched as Han Xin’s fingers found the waistband of his pants, and he leaned into the touch, encouraging Han Xin’s boldness.

Han Xin’s lips found the sensitive skin beneath Xiang Yu’s ear, sucking and nibbling gently. He left a trail of kisses along the strong jawline, marking Xiang Yu as his own. Xiang Yu’s skin was warm and tasted of salt and smelt of plumeria, a flavour that Han Xin found intoxicating. He kissed and sucked on the smooth skin, leaving behind marks as though to mark him.

Xiang Yu hugged him tightly as he tilted his head, granting Han Xin access to his neck, and Han Xin took full advantage. He kissed and nipped at the sensitive skin, his teeth grazing the pulsing artery. "Mmm, Yu Yu... you taste so good," he murmured against Xiang Yu’s neck, his voice a soft plea. Xiang Yu’s response was a low growl, his hands gripping Han Xin’s shoulders, urging him to continue.

Xiang Yu suddenly pushed Han Xin down on the bed. Han Xin bit his lower lip slightly while staring at his lover in a trance. Xiang Yu’s lips travelled down, his tongue flicking out to tease Han Xin’s erect nipple. He suckled gently, his eyes locked on Han Xin’s face, watching for his man’s reaction. Han Xin’s breath caught, and he arched into the touch, his hands now buried in Xiang Yu’s hair, guiding him. Xiang Yu smiled against the hard nipple, feeling a sense of power as he controlled his man’s pleasure.

Sensing his partner’s growing need, Xiang Yu trailed his kisses lower, exploring the ridged abdomen and the trail that led to the object of his desire. Han Xin’s cock throbbed beneath the confines of his underwear, and Xiang Yu couldn’t resist any longer. He gently licked and sucked his man’s hardness through the fabric. After teasing him for a while he grasped the straining length, feeling the heat and hardness through the fabric.

Han Xin’s eyes fluttered shut as Xiang Yu stroked him through his pants, his hips thrusting involuntarily. "Ah ah... ah fuck," he breathed, his voice thick with need. Xiang Yu smiled, his own desire spiking at the sight of Han Xin’s submission. He wanted to draw this out, to savour every moment.

With slow, deliberate movements, Xiang Yu pulled down Han Xin’s underwear revealing the straining erection. The entire time Xiang Yu was staring at Han Xin whose entire face was flushed. Han Xin seemed a little shy but he still didn’t protest. Xiang Yu glanced at the throbbing member and his brow arched. Han Xin saw this and thought that Xiang Yu was dissatisfied so he asked, "What’s wrong?"

Xiang Yu said, "It’s nothing." Han Xin didn’t believe it. He wanted to say something, but Xiang Yu grasped his cock and stroked, making him lose all his senses. He leaned his head back and groaned in pleasure.

Xiang Yu was satisfied with his reaction. His hand caressed Han Xin’s inner thigh and kissed the tip of the swollen head, his tongue darting out to taste the salty pre-cum that beaded there. Han Xin’s breath hitched, and he bucked his hips, seeking more contact.

"Mm, fuck," Han Xin muttered, his voice a mix of pleasure and surprise as Xiang Yu took his cock into his mouth. Xiang Yu savoured the taste and texture, his tongue swirling around the head before taking more of the length into his warm, wet mouth. Han Xin’s hands fisted in the sheets, his body tense as waves of intense pleasure pulsated through him.