Venerable Demon King & The Doting Immortal (QT)
Chapter 384: NSFW

Chapter 384: NSFW

"Xin-ge," Xiang Yu said, using the honorific that seemed to roll off his tongue with an ease that was more intimate than anything, "how about you and I go take a shower together? I can help you with your... situation."

Han Xin was already hard, his body responding to Xiang Yu’s touch before his mind could catch up. Hearing Xiang Yu’s suggestion was overwhelming. They had only shared a fork, and now Xiang Yu wanted to take a shower with him? It was too much for Han Xin, who had never experienced the bliss of a relationship in his two lifetimes.

"No, I will go to my room to take a shower," he managed to say, his voice barely above a whisper.

Xiang Yu could have left it at that, but he enjoyed teasing Han Xin. He put his dessert down and leaned forward, his voice low and seductive. "But Xin-ge, I can help you wash your back." His hand moved to the buttons of Han Xin’s shirt, trying to undo them. Han Xin immediately got up, his movements jerky and uncoordinated.

Xiang Yu began to laugh, a sound that was both amused and triumphant. "Good night," Han Xin said, his voice bay audible as he rushed out of the room, closing the door behind him. Xiang Yu laughed even harder, slumping onto the couch and finishing off his dessert, the picture of contentment.

***

Han Xin’s heart was pounding in his chest as he made his way back to his room, his mind racing with a thousand thoughts. He had just experienced something so unexpected, so thrilling, that he felt like he was floating on air. Xiang Yu’s bold invitation to shower together had caught him off guard, leaving him utterly overwhelmed.

He couldn’t believe the audacity of Xiang Yu to ask him that. He had no idea that this man could be this straightforward.

Han Xin rushed into his room, his heart racing like a wild horse. He quickly shed his clothes, feeling the fabric slide off his toned body, revealing his smooth, toned skin.

His breath quickened, and he could feel his pheromones surging through his veins.

As he stepped into the shower, the warm water enveloped his body, providing a soothing contrast to the fire burning within him. Han Xin closed his eyes, letting the water cascade down his face, neck, and chest, trying to calm his racing thoughts. But it was no use. His mind was already flooded with memories of Xiang Yu.

He recalled the way Xiang Yu’s lips curved into a mischievous smile as he uttered those words, "Xin-ge, let’s shower together." The way he called him that sent shivers down Han Xin’s spine. He could still hear the low, seductive tone of Xiang Yu’s voice, filled with desire and dripping with lust.

Han Xin’s hands slid down his chest, his fingers tracing the contours of his muscles, now taut with arousal. He imagined Xiang Yu’s hands on his body, the roughness of his palms, and the way his fingers would curl possessively into his skin. A soft groan escaped his lips as he pictured Xiang Yu’s dark eyes watching him, filled with lust and admiration.

The pheromone sensor in the bathroom suddenly flashed, its warning lights indicating the high concentration of pheromones in the air. Han Xin paid it no mind. His desire was too strong to be restrained. He let his head fall back, letting the water wash over him, as his mind wandered to the night they had shared.

Last night, Xiang Yu had been relentless in his pursuit of pleasure. His fingers, skilled and demanding, had explored every inch of Han Xin’s body. He remembered the sensation of those fingers curling into his back, pulling him closer as Han Xin thrust into him with abandon. The memory of Xiang Yu’s body moving against his, their skin slick with sweat, was enough to make Han Xin’s breath catch.

As he relived the moment, Han Xin’s hand found its way to his throbbing erection, stroking it gently at first, then with increasing urgency. He imagined Xiang Yu’s lips on his, their tongues entwining as they kissed passionately under the shower’s spray. The thought of Xiang Yu’s hard body pressed against his, their wet skin sliding together, was almost too much to bear.

Han Xin’s breathing became ragged as he pictured Xiang Yu’s eyes, dark and intense, gazing up at him as he took control. He remembered the feeling of sliding his hardness in that warm place, of that secret entrance he was so desperate to invade last night. The memory of Xiang Yu’s moans, low and guttural, as he found his release, sent a wave of pleasure through Han Xin’s body.

"Ah, Yu Yu," he whispered, his voice hoarse with desire. "I want to mark you."

The shower’s steam filled the bathroom, fogging the mirrors and adding to the sensual atmosphere. Han Xin’s body was on fire, his skin flushed and sensitive to the touch. He leaned against the cool tiles, his eyes closed, as he imagined Xiang Yu’s hands roaming over his body, leaving a trail of goosebumps in their wake.

In his mind’s eye, he saw Xiang Yu step into the shower, his lean, muscular frame glistening with water. The man’s eyes locked with his, and Han Xin could see the raw hunger in them. Xiang Yu’s lips parted, and he whispered, "I want you to fuck me, Xin-ge."

Han Xin’s hand moved faster on his shaft, his strokes becoming more desperate as he envisioned Xiang Yu pushing him against the shower wall, their bodies pressed together. He imagined his hands gripping Xiang Yu’s hips, holding him in place as he thrust his own erection against Xiang Yu’s, their cocks sliding together in a wet, sensual dance.

The pheromone sensor continued to flash, warning a futile attempt to curb the escalating passion. Han Xin’s body was on the brink, his orgasm building with every stroke and every fantasy. He could almost feel Xiang Yu’s breath on his neck, his lips trailing kisses down his spine as he drove Han Xin to the edge.

"Fuck, Yu Yu," Han Xin gasped, his hand tightening around his length. "I am so close."

In his mind’s eye, Xiang Yu’s lips curved into a satisfied smile as he whispered, "Come for me, Xin-ge. Let me feel your release."