Venerable Demon King & The Doting Immortal (QT)
Chapter 383: Having some dessert *wink *wink

Chapter 383: Having some dessert *wink *wink

"Thank you, Your Highness," said Han Xin.

Xiang Yu smiled, something deeper in his gaze. "Wow, you spent the night with me, yet you are still addressing me so formally."

Han Xin asked, "Then what should I call you?" He already knew what he wanted to call Xiang Yu but didn’t want to come out and say it directly.

"You can call me Yu-ge," Xiang Yu said in a teasing tone.

Han Xin, knowing Xiang Yu was younger than him, replied, "No, I will call you Yu Yu." Han Xin had always wanted to call him that, especially after hearing Hex call Yu Yu that, Yu Yu this all day. Only he could call him that.

Xiang Yu chuckled. "Really? And here I thought you wouldn’t care who is older or not."

"It matters," Han Xin said.

Xiang Yu didn’t insist. He was just messing with Han Xin. "Eat something before it gets cold," he said.

Han Xin raised his hand to show his right palm that had ointment on it. Xiang Yu said, "I will be right back," as he got up and headed to wash his hands. The entire time, Han Xin sat there fumbling and fiddling like he was nervous.

Xiang Yu came back and sat on the coffee table opposite Han Xin. Han Xin spread his legs apart, and Xiang Yu naturally fit in between like the perfect puzzle piece.

Xiang Yu picked up a steaming plate of creamy pasta. With a deftness that contradicted his imposing stature, he rolled it on the fork and brought it to Han Xin’s lips. Xiang Yu was so good at it like he had fed someone before.

"Open your mouth," Xiang Yu instructed softly, his voice a low rumble, gentle but firm.

Han Xin hesitated for a moment, his heart racing. "I think I can manage," he said, going back on his words despite being the one who asked for this.

Xiang Yu merely raised an eyebrow, a teasing smirk gracing his face. "Not with that hand you can’t," he replied, his tone playful.

Han Xin pursed his lips before he complied. He opened his mouth, allowing Xiang Yu to feed him.

As the rich, velvety sauce touch his tongue, Han Xin felt a wave of warmth wash over him. It wasn’t just the food that brought him joy. It was the closeness, the intimacy they were sharing in that moment. His heart raced, and his stomach fluttered, making him forget the earlier tension

He wished the world could see this side of Xiang Yu. It would prove that Xiang Yu was his and his alone. Xiang Yu’s eyes sparkled with mischief as he watched Han Xin, a playful glimmer that made Han Xin’s pulse quicken. With his hand resting on Xiang Yu’s thigh, he caressed it gently, feeling the warmth radiate from his skin.

Just as Han Xin leaned in, mouth open in anticipation, Xiang Yu pulled back the fork teasingly. Han Xin caught off guard, found himself met not with food but with a soft kiss. Xiang Yu’s lips brushed against his, and then he smiled, as though nothing unusual had just happened. Han Xin’s cheeks flushed, heat spreading through him, leaving him momentarily speechless. After that Han Xin kept staring at Xiang Yu in a daze as he was fed one mouthful at a time. He was really happy but unfortunately all good things have to come to an end.

"It’s done," Xiang Yu finally said, wiping a bit of sauce from Han Xin’s lip. Han Xin’s embarrassment surged, his hand instinctively reaching for a napkin, but then he caught sight of Xiang Yu licking his thumb.

"You are so clumsy," Xiang Yu teased, a playful smirk on his face, despite being the one who had fed him in the first place. Xiang Yu then placed the fork in his own mouth, the act feeling oddly intimate. As he cleared the table and unveiled a dessert he had been craving, the tantalizing Celestial Crème Delight, he settled back on the coffee table.

Xiang Yu placed his foot against Han Xin’s thigh, a bold move that sent a thrill through Han Xin. He watched Xiang Yu take a bite, delighting in the rich flavours. Han Xin’s fingers continued to caress Xiang Yu’s thigh, lost in thought.

He was thinking they were that close now, no

different from Doctor Bai and Han Zhan. He had seen those two share a spoon before and at that time he thought it was gross but now that Xiang Yu had used the same spoon as him he felt different like they were a... couple.

Xiang Yu thought he wanted a bite so he teased the fork through the air, drawing Han Xin’s attention to the sweet treat. "Do you want some?" he asked, his voice low and seductive. "

Han Xin’s heart skipped a beat. He had been lost in the depths of Xiang Yu’s dark eyes, and the sudden offer caught him off guard. He nodded, his throat dry, not trusting himself to speak. Xiang Yu’s smile widened, and he brought the fork closer, his fingers brushing against Han Xin’s lips. "It’s a little sweet, though," he whispered, his breath warm against Han Xin’s face.

Han Xin’s eyes fluttered shut as he parted his lips, allowing the fork to enter his mouth. The dessert, a decadent blend of cream and fruit, exploded on his tongue. It was indeed sweet, almost too sweet, but the flavour was heavenly. As he savoured the taste, his eyes locked with Xiang Yu’s, seeing a mixture of satisfaction and amusement in his gaze.

As if reading his thoughts, Xiang Yu’s smirk grew wider. He leaned forward, his face mere inches from Han Xin’s, their breaths mingling. Han Xin’s body tensed, every nerve coming alive. He felt a gentle pressure on his groin, and his eyes widened as he realised Xiang Yu’s foot was caressing his most sensitive area through his pants.

"Mmm, I think someone likes the dessert a little too much," Xiang Yu murmured, his voice laced with amusement. Han Xin gasped, his body betraying him as his legs spread apart, inviting more of Xiang Yu’s touch. The pressure on his groin increased, and he could feel his manhood stirring, straining against the fabric.

Xiang Yu’s toes teased and probed, finding the exact spot that made Han Xin squirm. He groan softly, his eyes fluttering shut as pleasure coursed through his body.