Venerable Demon King & The Doting Immortal (QT)
Chapter 288: NSFW (so... big)

Chapter 288: NSFW (so... big)

Han Xin’s cheeks flushed, and he averted his gaze, embarrassed. He had asked for help, but the source he’d turned to had only made matters worse. Han Zhan, in his infinite wisdom, had sent him a series of explicit videos, thinking they would provide the necessary education.

Han Xin had opened the first video with trepidation, expecting an innocent sex education video. Instead, he was greeted by a poorly acted scene, the likes of which he’d never imagined. The actors’ moans and groans filled his ears, and he quickly realised this was not the innocent sex education he had hoped for.

He had shut the video down within seconds, but not before Butler Qing had noticed. The old man had offered a comforting smile and a few words of encouragement. "Young master, no need to be embarrassed. This old man has seen a lot in his time."

Han Xin had been mortified, his face burning with shame. He had never felt so embarrassed in his entire life. And now he was paying for not studying before the exam.

When Xiang Yu whispered into his ear telling him what to do Han Xin’s eyes widened, his Adam’s apple bobbing as he swallowed hard. He leaned in, his lips brushing against Xiang Yu’s in a tender kiss. Xiang Yu responded, his tongue seeking entry, and soon they were engaged in a passionate embrace, their mouths moving in perfect harmony.

Han Xin’s hands roamed over Xiang Yu’s body, his fingers fondling and caressing his lover’s chest. Xiang Yu’s hands gripped his man’s shoulders, pulling him closer, their bodies pressing together, skin on skin. The sensation was electric, a current of desire flowing between them.

As the kiss deepened, Han Xin’s uncertainty melted away, replaced by a fierce determination. He broke the kiss, his breath ragged, and whispered, "Where are the things?"

Xiang Yu’s eyes sparkled with mischief as he gestured towards the bedside pedestal.

A few days earlier, Butler Qing had mentioned placing something in the pedestal. Xiang Yu didn’t get the chance to open it until the following day. To his surprise, he found a brown box containing an assortment of condom, lubricants, and an enema—everything they needed for a night of uninhibited passion.

Xiang Yu had commended the butler for his efficiency, knowing that the old man had anticipated their needs with uncanny precision. Now, as he lay in bed, waiting for Han Xin to make the next move, he couldn’t help but feel a sense of anticipation, a thrill that coursed through his veins. He had even left early just to prepare for this. That’s how much he was looking forward to it.

Han Xin opened the box with care, his eyes widening at the contents. He picked up the bottle of lubricant, his fingers tracing the smooth surface. "Yu Yu, I..." His voice trailed off, his cheeks flushed with a mixture of excitement and apprehension.

With a gentle touch, he caressed Xiang Yu’s thigh, his fingers trailing up to the curve of his hip. Xiang Yu shivered at the contact, his breath quickening.

Han Xin squeezed a generous amount onto his fingers, the clear liquid glistening in the dim light. He wanted to prepare Xiang Yu, to ensure his pleasure and comfort.

As he leaned over, his dark hair falling forward, he let a few drops of the lubricant drip onto Xiang Yu’s taut stomach, the cool liquid contrasting with the warmth of their skin.

Xiang Yu’s eyes fluttered open, a mixture of excitement and nervousness flashing across his face. This was his first time, and he was both eager and anxious. Han Xin noticed his lover’s apprehension and leaned in, capturing his lips in a tender kiss. Xiang Yu’s lips were soft and inviting, and Han Xin’s tongue slipped inside, dancing with his own, calming his nerves.

As they kissed, Han Xin’s slippery fingers found their way to Xiang Yu’s entrance, a place untouched and untamed.

He teased the tight pucker, circling it gently, feeling the muscles clench and relax under his touch. Xiang Yu bit his lower lip, a soft moan escaping his throat as he felt a strange, yet pleasurable sensation.

Han Xin’s finger gently parted the creases, and with a slow, deliberate motion, he pushed into Xiang Yu’s tight chrysanthemum.

Xiang Yu’s body tensed, and he let out a low groan into Han Xin’s mouth, his fingers digging into his shoulders. The sensation was overwhelming, a mix of pleasure and discomfort, but as Han Xin’s finger slid deeper, a wave of relaxation washed over him.

Han Xin’s finger moved in and out, gaining a steady rhythm. He could feel Xiang Yu’s body adjusting, the tight channel loosening slightly. Han Xin’s own desire was building, his cock throbbing against his pants as he imagined what it would feel like to be buried deep inside his lover.

Pulling away from the kiss, Han Xin whispered, "Are you okay, my love?" His voice was hoarse with desire. Xiang Yu opened his eyes, a dazed look on his face, and nodded, his breath coming in short gasps. "I am fine...just keep going..."

Han Xin smiled, his eyes dark with passion. He added another finger, stretching Xiang Yu gently, wanting to prepare him for what was to come. Xiang Yu’s expression changed, a mix of pleasure and pain crossing his features as Han Xin’s fingers worked their magic. The squelching sound of Han Xin’s fingers sliding in and out was a sensual melody, driving them both wild.

As Han Xin’s fingers brushed past a sensitive spot inside Xiang Yu, the man gasped, his body arching off the bed. Han Xin smirked, pleased with the reaction, and continued to tease that spot, bringing his lover to the brink of ecstasy. Xiang Yu’s hands clutched at the sheets, his body writhing as he tried to process the intense sensations.

Han Xin’s cock was now painfully hard, straining against his pants. He couldn’t wait any longer. Withdrawing his fingers, he tore his gaze away from Xiang Yu’s beautiful face and reached for his straining erection. He freed himself from his pants, his thick, veiny cock springing free, already glistening with precum.

Xiang Yu’s eyes shone at the majestic sight, his breath catching in his throat. This wasn’t the first time laying his eyes on it but damn, it caught him off guard each time. He reached out, his fingers tracing the length of Han Xin’s shaft, marvelling at its size and hardness. "You are so...big," he whispered, his voice laced with desire.

Han Xin’s chest swelled with pride, and he leaned down, capturing Xiang Yu’s lips in a hungry kiss. "You are so sexy," he murmured against his lips. "I can’t wait any longer."

Xiang Yu’s eyes sparkled with mischief. "If I’m so irresistible, then what are you waiting for?" He bit his lower lip, a seductive smile playing on his lips.