Venerable Demon King & The Doting Immortal (QT)
Chapter 293: NSFW

Chapter 293: NSFW

Xiang Yu’s lips were swollen, throbbing with pain as he tasted the metallic tang of his own blood. He had bitten down hard, in self-inflicted agony. His mind had momentarily cleared as the sharp sting jolted him back to reality. The gaping wound on his leg, oozed dark red liquid. It was a stark contrast to the pristine white porcelain shard he had used to inflict the injury.

In a daze, he released his grip on the shard, his fingers trembling. As he let go, the delicate porcelain cracked further, its sharp edges glistening with his blood. With unsteady steps, Xiang Yu made his way towards the bed, his body protesting with every move. Each step was a battle against the excruciating pain that threatened to consume him.

"Xin-ge," he called out, his voice raspy and weak. The figure on the bed stirred, a soft grunt escaping his lips. Xiang Yu’s heart raced as he collapsed onto the bed, his body landing right beside Han Xin. He reached out, his fingers gently caressing Han Xin’s cheek, the skin surprisingly warm. "Hey, hey babe... What’s wrong?" he whispered, his voice laced with concern.

Han Xin’s eyes remained closed, but he responded to Xiang Yu’s touch, rubbing his face against his hand like a contented cat. The heat emanating from his body was almost palpable, as if he had been lying in a steamy bath for hours. Xiang Yu’s breath hitched as he inhaled the intoxicating fragrance that seemed to surround Han Xin, a scent that clouded his senses and made his head spin.

As he leaned closer, Xiang Yu’s mind began to blur once more. The desire to possess this man, to claim him, grew with every passing second. He wanted to lose himself in Han Xin’s warmth, to forget the pain and surrender to the madness that beckoned him. But a small voice of reason fought against the encroaching darkness, urging him to resist.

Xiang Yu tried to push himself up, his muscles trembling with the effort. He had to get away, to escape the allure that threatened to consume him. But as he attempted to rise, Han Xin’s hand shot out, grabbing his wrist with surprising strength. Xiang Yu’s eyes widened as he found himself pulled down, Han Xin’s grip firm and unyielding.

Han Xin’s lips curved into a seductive smile with a hint of mockery, his teeth biting down on his lower lip, leaving a hint of crimson. "Stay," he breathed, his voice low and raspy. "Don’t go, Xiang Yu."

Xiang Yu’s throat went dry at the sound of his name, spoken in such a sultry tone. "I... I should get help," he managed to say, his voice cracking. He tried to pull his hand away, but Han Xin’s grip tightened, holding him in place.

"No, just you," Han Xin whispered, his breath hot against Xiang Yu’s skin.

Xiang Yu’s senses were indeed overwhelmed by the woody fragrance that seemed to intensify with every word Han Xin spoke. It was as if the very air around them was charged with an erotic energy, drawing him deeper into a sensual haze. He felt his resistance crumbling, his body responding to Han Xin’s touch.

His mind was a chaotic mess, his thoughts consumed by the handsome man lying before him. In a bold move, he climbed onto the bed, his body straddling Han Xin’s, their legs tangling together intimately.

Han Xin, sensing Xiang Yu’s intent, reached up and grabbed the back of his neck, his touch sending a jolt of electricity through Xiang Yu’s body. Xiang Yu tensed, his muscles tightening at the sudden contact, but it was a tension laced with pleasure. He leaned forward, his lips hovering mere inches from Han Xin’s, their breath mingling in the heated atmosphere.

In a moment of pure passion, Xiang Yu closed the distance, his lips crashing against Han Xin’s in a kiss that ignited their desires. The kiss was intoxicating, a heady mix of lust and hunger. Their mouths moved in perfect harmony, tongues entwining in a dance that left them both breathless. Xiang Yu could taste the sweetness of Han Xin’s mouth, and he wanted more, his primal instincts taking over.

As they kissed, Xiang Yu’s hands began to wander, driven by an insatiable need to explore and possess. He caressed Han Xin’s face, his fingers tracing the strong jawline, before sliding down to his neck, where he gently squeezed, eliciting a soft moan from Han Xin. The sound fueled Xiang Yu’s desire, making him crave more.

Xiang Yu’s hands continued their journey, gliding down Han Xin’s chest, feeling the rise and fall of his firm pecs with each breath. He could sense the power beneath the fabric, the muscular frame that he yearned to uncover. His fingers itched to tear away the shirt, to reveal the treasure hidden beneath.

Han Xin, sensing Xiang Yu’s growing hunger, arched his back, pressing his chest forward, offering himself to Xiang Yu’s touch. As Xiang Yu’s hand moved lower, Han Xin’s breath quickened, his body yearning for more attention. Xiang Yu’s thumb grazed the fabric covering Han Xin’s nipple, and the friction sent a jolt of pleasure through Han Xin’s body, causing him to cry out.

The sound of Han Xin’s pleasure spurred Xiang Yu on. He wanted to drive this man wild, to make him beg for release. As if reading his mind, Han Xin released a potent burst of pheromones, filling the air with a heady scent that only served to heighten Xiang Yu’s desire. Xiang Yu inhaled deeply, his nostrils flaring as he succumbed to the intoxicating fragrance.

Driven by his primal urges, Xiang Yu pulled back from the kiss, his eyes dark with passion. He trailed wet, open-mouthed kisses down Han Xin’s neck, his tongue leaving a glistening trail as he suckled and bit gently, marking the smooth skin. Han Xin’s hands tightened in Xiang Yu’s hair, guiding him and encouraging the exploration.

Xiang Yu’s lips reached the valley between Han Xin’s pecs, and he paused, his breath hot against the sensitive skin. Han Xin’s chest rose and fell rapidly, his nipples hardening further, straining against the thin fabric of his shirt. Xiang Yu’s eyes locked onto the tantalizing peaks, his mouth watering at the sight.

With deliberate slowness, Xiang Yu lowered his head, his chin brushing against the erect nipple, the thin material providing little barrier. He could feel the hard bud beneath, and he teased it, rubbing his chin back and forth, making Han Xin squirm beneath him.

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