"Gladly," Xinyuan dropped heavily to his knees, the raw crimson of his eyes intensifying as he wrapped one arm around Wenzhi’s thighs.

With his other hand, he quickly worked Wenzhi’s belt, unbuckling the leather and pulling his throbbing length free into the cool cavern air. Without a second of hesitation, Xinyuan leaned in and swiped his tongue flat across the leaking tip.

"Haaah." Wenzhi let out a heavy, ragged breath, a sharp flush of heat rushing up his neck.

Xinyuan tilted his head back, staring up through his lashes with those blown-out, manic eyes as he licked the tip again and again, tasting him with agonizing slowness. Then, with a sudden rush of hunger, he parted his lips and took Wenzhi all the way into his mouth.

Wenzhi’s hand immediately fisted into Xinyuan’s rough, messy hair. Gripping the dark strands tight, he ruthlessly snapped his hips forward, burying himself deep until he forcefully slammed into the back of Xinyuan’s throat.

"ACK—!" The sudden, aggressive thrust made Xinyuan choke, his pupils dilating in shock as his grip on Wenzhi’s thigh tightened enough to bruise.

Seeing the disaster class esper so completely caught off guard, a breathy, unhinged chuckle slipped past Wenzhi’s lips. It was a spectacular, intoxicating sight.

A heavily corrupted, planet-level Disaster down on his knees, teary-eyed and choking on his cock. Wenzhi wanted to use him completely in this state. He wanted to break him down until he was entirely tamed.

At the thought, Wenzhi’s length pulsed hard against the roof of Xinyuan’s mouth.

"Mmmh.... It feels so good." Wenzhi softened his grip slightly, his fingers stroking through the messy, matted strands of Xinyuan’s hair.

Xinyuan’s eyelids fluttered shut at the gentle touch, a low, vibration rattling his chest before he began to suck Wenzhi’s cock with a rhythmic, devastating suction.

Wenzhi’s breath hitched, his fingers instantly tightening into Xinyuan’s hair again with a sharp gasp. The heat inside the Esper’s mouth was suffocating. Unable to handle the friction, Wenzhi began to move his hips, driving himself into Xinyuan’s mouth in short, brutal thrusts.

Muffled grunts and deep groans of pure ecstasy erupted from Xinyuan’s throat, the sound heavy and wet as his mouth remained entirely full. His eyes cracked open, the crimson irises trembling and rolling back toward his skull as the intense physical pleasure synchronized with the sudden, sharp intake of Wenzhi’s guiding energy.

Wenzhi felt the climax hitting him like a freight train. He tried to speak, to utter a command to slow down, but the only sound that escaped his lips was a broken, gasping grunt as his knees buckled.

Xinyuan caught him effortlessly, his large hand locking around Wenzhi’s hip to hold him upright. Instead of backing off, the Esper leaned fully into the thrusts, swallowing him deep and taking him all the way back down his throat as if his gag reflex was completely nonexistent.

The heat exploded. Wenzhi came hard, pulsing deep inside Xinyuan’s throat. Xinyuan didn’t flinch; he swallowed every drop, his throat working rhythmically to take all of him before he finally, slowly pulled back.

The wet release echoed loudly in the quiet cave. Wenzhi stood there in a daze, his head swimming and his chest heaving as he looked down.

Xinyuan knelt between his legs, casually licking a stray smear of release from his lips. The black chain markings across his face were finally beginning to withdraw, receding down his jawline and settling tightly around his neck like a collar.

But there wasn’t a dent in his overall corruption levels...

Biting his lower lip to ground himself, Wenzhi slowly crouched down on the stone floor, bringing himself level with the kneeling Esper. He reached out and cupped Xinyuan’s face, his palms absorbing the heat radiating from his skin. He watched the way Xinyuan’s crimson eyes trembled.

If any other Guide were standing this close to Xinyuan right now, they wouldn’t survive. Honestly, given the staggering volume of corruption Xinyuan had consumed over the last four days, Wenzhi wasn’t entirely sure he would have survived this interaction back when he was a standard B-rank Guide.

Perhaps his forced awakening into an S-rank tier was a blessing.

"It’s okay. I’m here," Wenzhi whispered, his voice careful and steady with a soothing wave of guiding intent.

Under the direct focus of his touch, Xinyuan’s frantic gaze finally began to settle, focusing on Wenzhi’s face with a much less manic, though decidedly more ominous, glow.

The intensity of that dark, possessive look made a shiver run down Wenzhi’s spine. He instinctively raised his hand to cover Xinyuan’s eyes.

Before his palm could obscure his vision, Xinyuan caught Wenzhi by the waist and aggressively drove him backward onto the stone floor.

THUD.

Wenzhi’s back pressed hard against the solid, cold cavern ground, his breath knocked out of him as Xinyuan instantly pinned his limbs, hovering over him like a massive predator that had no intention of letting its prey escape a second time.

Wenzhi ignored the bruising hardness of the rock beneath his spine. His entire being narrowed down to Xinyuan who stripped away the rest of their clothes until there was nothing left between them.

Xinyuan pressed their bare bodies together, trying to map every single corner of Wenzhi’s frame... tracking every shift in temperature, every erratic heartbeat, and every broken hitch of his breath.

Xinyuan’s hands moved with the same frantic, obsessive speed as his lips. He rained heavy, burning kisses across every inch of Wenzhi’s skin. From his forehead down to his throat, his chest, his stomach, and the sensitive flesh of his thighs.

As he moved, his fingers absently traced the phoenix constellation tattoo marking the side of Wenzhi’s ribs.

Wenzhi couldn’t form a single coherent thought; his senses were entirely overloaded, utterly consumed by the terrifying, intoxicating presence of Shao Xinyuan.

"You are so beautiful, Wenzhi..." Xinyuan whispered, his voice dangerously low as he dragged his lips back up to Wenzhi’s jaw. He sounded completely drunk, as if Wenzhi was his drug. "And I don’t..."

He bit down gently on Wenzhi’s cheek, marking the skin with his teeth. "I don’t just mean your body. Your soul... everything about you is so beautiful. So..."

He kissed the tip of Wenzhi’s nose, his crimson eyes flashing with pure mania. "So mine."

Wenzhi couldn’t find his voice. His chest heaved, his heart racing with a rhythm he had never experienced before.

Xinyuan caught Wenzhi’s lower lip between his teeth, sucking on it carefully. Wenzhi aggressively pulled him closer, wrapping his arms around the Esper’s neck, but no matter how hard he pulled, the physical proximity wasn’t enough to satisfy the crushing ache of the bond.

Xinyuan breathed heavily into the kiss, his shoulder muscles flexing beneath his blood-smeared skin, the dark chain markings pulsing.

Breaking the kiss abruptly to catch his breath, Wenzhi stared up into the crimson depths of Xinyuan’s eyes. "I want you inside me."

Xinyuan grinned. The expression was completely unhinged, looking less like a lover who had won a lottery and more like a villain claiming his prize.

Wenzhi didn’t care about the danger; his being was screaming, wanting nothing more than to be thoroughly claimed.

"I think I must have died and gone to heaven," Xinyuan murmured, a breathy, rumbling laugh escaping his chest. "Should I get corrupted more often just to get you to say those words to me, Freckles?"

Wenzhi grimaced, his fingers digging into Xinyuan’s shoulders. "You are far too chatty when you’re in need of a Guide."

"You love hearing my voice, baby. I know you do," Xinyuan whispered huskily, his lips brushing against Wenzhi’s ear. "I know you want me to tell you exactly how deep I’m going to go. How rough... I want to make you cry happy tears. I want to cum inside you again and again. I want to breed you, Zhi’er."

A shudder ran down Wenzhi’s spine, his lips parting in a silent gasp at the raw hunger in the Esper’s tone. But before he could reply, he felt a sudden, heavy intrusion slickly sliding into his tight entrance.

Wenzhi’s eyes widened. It was a remarkably slow, solid, and cold pressure. One that definitely wasn’t Xinyuan’s fingers or his cock, considering Xinyuan’s length was currently pressed firmly against his abdomen, one of his hands was tangled in Wenzhi’s hair, and the other was anchoring his waist.

Wenzhi looked up, meeting Xinyuan’s dark, deceitful smile. The Esper was using his solidified dark mist, shaping the shadows into a smooth, thick tendril that was slowly stretching his entrance open.

"I am going to loosen you up with this first," Xinyuan whispered against Wenzhi’s lips, his hips twitching forward as the shadow intrusion pushed deeper. "That way, you’ll beg me to go even deeper, won’t you, Zhi’er?"