Venerable Demon King & The Doting Immortal (QT)-Chapter 670: NSFW 4 [END OF TEXT]

The sensation was overwhelming, a fucking inferno of pleasure that threatened to short-circuit his mind. He turned Xiang Yu’s head, capturing his lips in a searing kiss.

It started as a tender melding, a silent communication of awe, but it quickly escalated. Han Xin’s tongue invaded Xiang Yu’s mouth with the same relentless intent as his cock had his body, tangling with his lover’s.

Han Xin finally began to move, pulling out almost all the way before driving back in with a deep, rolling thrust that made the ropes creak. He set a punishing rhythm, each movement a testament to his raw strength and control.

He held Xiang Yu’s suspended thigh for leverage, the muscles in his own arms corded with the effort. "Do you like that, Yu Yu?" he grunted against his ear. "You feel how deep I am inside you? How you are squeezing my cock like you never want me to leave?"

Xiang Yu could only moan, the pitch of his voice climbing higher, becoming desperate every time Han Xin’s cockhead grazed that specific, brilliant spot deep inside him. "There! Fuck, Xin-ge, right there!" he cried out, his body bowing against the restraints.

The rope bit into his wrists, a sharp counterpoint to the blinding pleasure, the friction a sweet burn that only heightened the sensations coiling in his gut.

Han Xin was lost, engulfed by the intense, clenching heat surrounding him. His thrusts became longer, harder, driving into Xiang Yu with a force that was almost violent in its passion. His control shattered.

"Yu Yu!" he cried out, the affectionate nickname a ragged prayer torn from his soul with every snap of his hips. "Fuck, Yu Yu, you’re going to make me come."

Xiang Yu couldn’t bear it any longer. The coil of pleasure snapped. His body went rigid, every muscle locking as a white-hot ecstasy ripped through him.

The ropes strained as he writhed against them, a wordless, raw cry bursting from his lips. His cum shot out in hot, pulsing streaks, painting his own stomach and Han Xin’s hand that still gripped his thigh.

He went completely limp, panting heavily, his head lolling forward as he leaned his weight back against Han Xin’s solid, heaving chest. The only sound was their ragged breathing mingling in the air.

Han Xin nuzzled into the sweat-damp hair at his temple, his voice a husky whisper. "Did you like that, babe?"

A breathless, sated chuckle escaped Xiang Yu. "What do you think?"

Han Xin chuckled darkly in response, his hand sliding from Xiang Yu’s thigh to caress the slick skin of his waist. In one fluid, powerful motion he maneuvered them both until he was standing behind Xiang Yu, whose arms were still bound behind him.

Han Xin’s hand wrapped around Xiang Yu’s throat, not to choke, but to hold, to possess. Xiang Yu leaned his head back, offering himself completely, his body still trembling from his climax.

Without a word, Han Xin guided his still-hard cock back into that well-used, welcoming heat. Xiang Yu gasped at the renewed intrusion, so soon after his own shattering release. Han Xin brought his other hand around, pressing his middle and index finger against Xiang Yu’s parted lips.

Obediently, Xiang Yu took them into his mouth, his tongue swirling around the digits, sucking lightly, the scene unbearably erotic. Han Xin groaned, fucking his fingers into Xiang Yu’s mouth in time with the slow, deep thrusts of his hips.

"Ah, Ah fuck... you are so sexy Yu Yu," Han Xin growled, his hot gasps grazing Xiang Yu’s ear. His pace quickened, becoming harder, more urgent. He released Xiang Yu’s throat to deliver a sharp, stinging slap to his ass.

The sound cracked through the room, and Xiang Yu moaned around the fingers in his mouth, the pleasure-pain sparking through his oversensitive nerves.

Han Xin grabbed the ropes binding Xiang Yu’s arms, using them as leverage to pull him back onto his cock with even greater force.

His thrusts turned fierce, animalistic, driven by a need that was far beyond thought. Han Xin’s voice climbed, losing its usual commanding depth, becoming a high-pitched cry.

Han Xin reached around, his hand finding Xiang Yu’s hard, leaking cock and stroking him in time with his thrusts. "You like that, don’t you?" he murmured into his ear. "You love being filled up by me, being used by me."

With a sharp crack, his hand came down on Xiang Yu’s ass, the sound echoing sharply. A red handprint bloomed on the pale skin. Xiang Yu cried out, a guttural moan of pure pleasure that was music to Han Xin’s ears. "Again, he panted. Do it again."

Han Xin obliged, spanking him again, the sting only fueling the fire burning in both of them. His thrusts turned wild, unrestrained, fucking into him with a ferocious need that bordered on madness. The rope creaked with their movement, a percussive accompaniment to their ragged breathing and filthy, slick sounds.

Han Xin’s voice climbed, losing its usual control, becoming higher, tighter, edged with a desperate whine. "I am so close, Yu Yu... fuck, I am gonna... your going to make me come..."

He was a beast in heat, his entire world narrowed to the exquisite friction of his cock plunging into the tight, willing heat of his lover. With a final, powerful groan that was torn from the depths of his soul, he came.

His hips stuttered, slamming deep as he pulsed inside Xiang Yu, his cum shooting in hot, thick ropes, filling him up. His body went rigid, every muscle taut with the force of his climax before he collapsed forward, spent.

He panted, his chin resting on Xiang Yu’s shoulder, his chest heaving against the other man’s back. The only sound was their ragged breaths slowly returning to normal. He turned his head, his lips brushing the shell of Xiang Yu’s ear.

"I love you, Yu Yu."

Xiang Yu, still trembling from his own aborted peak, managed to glance back, his dark eyes meeting Han Xin’s gaze from the corner of his own. A soft, sated smile touched his lips. "I love you too."

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Obessed with a High-Ranking Esper

Jian Ci is the light. An S-class Esper, his powers ripple with the warmth of a thousand suns, his smile a blinding beacon that draws humanity, and hope, to him like moths to a flame. He is the Sun, a magnetic force of nature, utterly unaware of the abyss that gazes back. 𝓯𝙧𝓮𝓮𝒘𝓮𝙗𝙣𝒐𝒗𝒆𝓵.𝓬𝓸𝒎

Yu Xi is the dark. A shadow with skin, a man who walks through life with a silent, consuming emptiness, broken only by a singular, scorching singularity... Jian Ci.

He is the Abyss, a dark constellation orbiting a single star, and his existence is now defined by the answer to one terrifying question.

How far are you willing to go for him?

Yu Xi’s response, spoken as clearly as a death sentence.

"To hell and back."

This is the story of an impossible equation: Light + Darkness = ?

It is a love that warps physics and morality, a descent into an obsession so profound it threatens to rip the very fabric of their world.

Yu Xi knows their combination is impossible, a contradiction that should result in utter annihilation. Yet, with a quiet, terrifying devotion, he is prepared to burn the world, his own soul included, if it means securing his star.