Ning Xuan jolted, his gaze finally focusing on the ambiguous, imagination-inducing marks scattered across Feng Xuanyi’s body. Instantly, his mind exploded into dazzling chaos. The refusal that had been about to leave his lips was ultimately strangled before it could emerge. Ning Xuan felt deeply aggrieved. It wasn’t that he refused to admit it, nor that he refused to take responsibility. Although the word “responsibility” felt bizarre when applied between one man and another, he truly couldn’t be blamed for doubting it—he genuinely didn’t remember a single thing. At the very least, he wished for some lingering memory, even just a fleeting fragment of passion and beauty. Instead, it felt as though he had suffered a mute’s loss and couldn’t even voice his grievance.
Now that things had already reached this point, with a dignified prince willingly placing himself beneath him, what right did he still have to act shy and hesitant? Thinking about it this way, he should actually be the one benefiting. After all, under equal circumstances, he had been the one to “press down” Feng Xuanyi first. Though he had forgotten the actual sensations, it still greatly satisfied Ning Xuan’s masculine vanity and pride. And because of that, he found himself unable to reject Feng Xuanyi’s current request for intimacy.
With that thought, Ning Xuan squeezed his eyes shut and clenched his teeth. Relaxing all four limbs, he lay flat upon the brocade couch as though saying, “If you’re going to do it, then hurry up already.” Because his eyes were closed, he failed to see the wickedly charming smile that instantly bloomed across Feng Xuanyi’s face at his resigned expression. A sharp glint flashed through those eyes—where was the earlier trace of grievance?!
Leaning down, Feng Xuanyi kissed those lips, already swollen and alluring from earlier kisses. One hand parted the robes hanging open across Ning Xuan’s chest, stroking the neglected red bud exposed to the air, while the other swiftly tugged away his underpants, caressing the smooth, tender insides of his thighs.
Damn it! Why’s he making this so emotional?!
Ning Xuan trembled uncontrollably. Every inch of his body seemed to contain sensitive spots he himself had never known existed. The feeling of being completely controlled in another person’s hands was both terrifying and exhilarating.
In an instant, the air within Ning Xuan’s mouth was thoroughly plundered away. Like a fish dragged from water, he could only open his mouth wide and gasp desperately for breath, surrendering completely as Feng Xuanyi licked, sucked, and devoured him.
“…Mmph… ahhn!”
Hoarse panting escaped him. Ning Xuan no longer had the spare capacity to wonder why merely a kiss and gentle caresses could provoke such enormous changes within him.
Feng Xuanyi traced downward along the graceful line of Ning Xuan’s jaw, yet lingered around his neck for the longest time. His tongue swept across Ning Xuan’s small Adam’s apple, sometimes kissing, sometimes licking and sucking, sometimes lightly scraping and rubbing with his teeth, following its trembling movement along his throat.
Ning Xuan only felt numb tingling spread all across his neck. His hands weakly clung to Feng Xuanyi’s shoulders, unable to decide whether he wished to push him away or pull him closer. All he could do was tilt back his head, stretching the elegant line of his neck as far as possible while gasping heavily for breath—completely unaware that such a posture only made Feng Xuanyi’s invasion easier.
“…You… stop… ahhh!”
Suddenly, the tender sensitive bud was firmly pinched and flicked by skilled fingers. Ning Xuan trembled violently, one side kneaded and toyed with between two fingers until it gleamed wetly in the candlelight, while the other was abruptly taken into a warm mouth. Lips and tongue licked and kissed before a hard suck instantly sent surging waves of tingling pleasure crashing through him. Ning Xuan could no longer suppress the trembling of his head. He wanted to refuse, yet he could not bear to abandon this sweet torment. Instead, he instinctively thrust his chest forward, offering his vulnerable sensitivity deeper into Feng Xuanyi’s mouth for further play.
Food delivered directly to one’s lips was never meant to be refused—especially when it was something Feng Xuanyi had coveted for a very long time. His teeth lightly bit down upon the tender flesh while his head moved in teasing pulls and tugs. Simultaneously, the fingers at the other side toyed with the reddened bud, pulling and rolling it mercilessly.
“…Ungh… don’t… ah… it hurts… ngh!”
After the initial sting came ever-intensifying waves of tingling pleasure. Ning Xuan found himself frightened by it. This sort of torment—slightly rough yet still tinged with gentleness—was maddeningly addictive, as though his very reason would burn away within the sweetness of that mild pain.
His mind was struck senseless by wave after wave of numb pleasure. His waist and knees instantly weakened, all strength draining away. It felt as though power were flowing out from every limb and bone, while even his fingertips cried out with strange excitement and delight. Unable to control himself, his fingers buried themselves into Feng Xuanyi’s loose black hair as he held onto his head, unable to determine whether he wanted him farther away or even closer. A scorching heat surged uncontrollably toward his lower abdomen, frightening yet eagerly anticipated. His legs instinctively tried to close, yet the body positioned between them prevented it entirely, leaving him trembling helplessly.
Feng Xuanyi chuckled softly as he observed the inexperienced reactions of the person beneath him tasting desire for the first time—fearful, yet full of expectation. It was a beauty he had never witnessed before: youthful innocence mixed with dazzling allure. Those bright, lively eyes were now moist and hazy, meeting Feng Xuanyi’s desire-darkened gaze with the vulnerable temptation of a startled deer. The enchanting phoenix eyes shimmered with lust, infinitely seductive without the slightest affectation. His body instinctively sought pleasure and release, yet lacked the knowledge to attain it, able only to tremble helplessly in the air.
Feng Xuanyi, who had always been selfish and indulgent during intimacy, unexpectedly felt tenderness arise within him, though he still couldn’t resist teasing. One hand lifted to cradle Ning Xuan’s jaw, rubbing repeatedly over those swollen, glistening lips until a muffled whimper escaped exactly as expected. His other hand slid upward along the smooth, supple inner thigh, lingering teasingly at the root before finally wrapping around the half-aroused desire there.
A hot object suddenly enclosing a place no one had ever touched before made Ning Xuan instinctively suck in a sharp breath. Taking advantage of the moment, Feng Xuanyi slipped the fingers that had been teasing at his lips directly into his mouth, playing with his soft tongue. Ning Xuan twisted his head left and right trying to escape, yet lacked the strength to evade those teasing fingers. Instead, his pale body writhed across the bed in increasingly provocative waves. Seeing Feng Xuanyi’s wolf-like, desire-filled gaze deepen further, Ning Xuan’s already flushed face turned so red it seemed ready to drip blood—beautifully alluring.
“So restless.” Feng Xuanyi laughed softly, though the low, hoarse sound startled even himself. He hadn’t expected that even someone as experienced and at ease with such matters as he was could become so easily provoked before Ning Xuan, losing composure and growing hoarse within mere moments.
The one who lit the fire naturally had to extinguish it. Feng Xuanyi was not the type to suppress or deny his own desires. As he spoke, the strength of his hand increased further, stroking faster up and down the increasingly eager flesh within his grip.
“Your upper mouth keeps saying no over and over,” he murmured, his palm suddenly sweeping downward from the heated shaft. His thumb pressed heavily against the entrance below before smoothly pushing inside up to the first knuckle. The scorching passage instinctively tightened around him in a clinging suck. “But this place is surprisingly welcoming too.”
Having never experienced such shameless bedroom teasing before, Ning Xuan instantly burned with humiliation. His mist-filled phoenix eyes widened furiously as he glared at Feng Xuanyi with a mixture of anger and irresistible allure. Seeing that it had absolutely no effect, he angrily bit down hard on the two fingers stirring relentlessly inside him.
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