Obsessed with a High-Ranking Esper (BL)-Chapter 158: NSFW hehehe

It was resonance, a remedy to the storm. And now, with Jian Ci clinging to him like this, it was undeniable. He was both an esper and a guide. He was a hybrid. 𝘧𝓇𝑒𝑒𝑤ℯ𝑏𝓃𝘰𝑣ℯ𝘭.𝘤ℴ𝘮

His father had told him he didn’t need a guide. That he was his perfect killing machine. That he was the pinnacle of psychic engineering—an all powerful esper with no weakness.

To create such a perfect esper, one had to do experiments that will go against all the laws in espers and guide rights. Thus his father could only do such things underground with the backing of powerful people in the background.

He knew he was his father’s only successful specimen. But he hadn’t known this. He hadn’t known he could guide. And not just anyone but Jian Ci.

It all made sense now. The way Jian Ci was drawn to him. The way he clung to him. The way he always wanted to do everything together. Those two nights, when Jian Ci had clung to him and kissed him, they weren’t just moments of weakness. They were instinct, like psychic gravity.

Jian Ci shifted again, clearly dissatisfied with Yu Xi’s stillness. He pressed soft, searching kisses to Yu Xi’s cheek, then his neck, as if trying to coax a response. As if saying, You are here. Why aren’t you helping me?

Yu Xi’s breath hitched. He didn’t know how to guide. He hadn’t taken the classes. Guides and espers were trained separately at the academy. He had always been on the other side of the line.

But now...

He raised a trembling hand, hovering it above Jian Ci’s head. His fingers shook, suspended in hesitation. Then, slowly, he rested his palm against the back of Jian Ci’s hair, damp with sweat, soft with heat, and stroked it.

"I don’t know what I am doing," he whispered. "How do I help you?"

Jian Ci didn’t answer in words. He lifted his head, eyes still unfocused but no longer violent, and leaned in. In a savage, searching press of lips that stole Yu Xi’s breath he kissed him. Jian Ci’s tongue forced its way past Yu Xi’s lips, hot and demanding. Yu Xi groaned, the sound swallowed whole by Jian Ci’s mouth.

The pleasure was instant, a sharp, sweet shock that shot straight to his groin. Their tongues twisted together, wet and desperate, and Yu Xi’s hands came up to clutch at Jian Ci’s back, holding on as his body went soft.

Jian Ci’s hands moved, frantic. He yanked at Yu Xi’s jacket vest, tearing it open. His fingers hooked into the neck of Yu Xi’s t-shirt and pulled, the fabric ripping with a harsh sound, baring Yu Xi’s shoulders and clavicle to the damp cave air. Jian Ci’s mouth left his, trailing wet, open-mouthed kisses down the column of Yu Xi’s throat before his teeth bit down, sinking into his flesh.

Yu Xi gasped, arching into the sharp sting. It wasn’t gentle. It was like being marked. Jian Ci sucked hard on the skin, his tongue laving the spot, before moving to bite and kiss another, and another, painting Yu Xi’s skin with the violent purple blooms of possession.

Yu Xi tilted his head back, offering his neck, a shudder wracking his body. Their psychic powers responded—violet tendrils and glowing gold strands weaving together in the air, mirroring the tangle of their bodies.

"Fuck," Yu Xi breathed, the word ragged.

Jian Ci’s palms, hot and rough, slid up under the torn hem of Yu Xi’s t-shirt. They found his chest, his thumbs scraping over his nipples. Yu Xi jolted. Jian Ci squeezed, rolling the tight nub between his fingers, and a bolt of pure, undiluted sensation shot straight to Yu Xi’s cock, which was now painfully hard in his pants.

"Ah! Gege!" Yu Xi swore again, his head falling forward to rest against Jian Ci’s shoulder as his hips jerked.

Jian Ci made a low, guttural sound. His hands dropped to Yu Xi’s waist, fingers digging into the fabric of his pants. There was a brutal, tearing rrrip at the crotch. Cool air hit Yu Xi’s overheated skin through his trunks. He didn’t flinch. He had dreamed of this. Dreamed of Jian Ci, wild and untamed, taking him just like this.

The underwear was in the way. Jian Ci seemed to realize it a second later. His hand shoved into the torn opening, gripping the fabric, and yanked. The fabric gave way with a final tear. Yu Xi was exposed, his cock springing free, already leaking, his hole clenched tight and untouched.

Jian Ci’s lips found Yu Xi’s again, this kiss bruising, punishing. Yu Xi could taste his own blood from where his lip had split. And then, with no warning, no prep, just the slick of his own precum and the brutal, single-minded drive of the beast on top of him, Jian Ci shoved inside.

Yu Xi’s eyes flew wide open. A white-hot lance of pain tore through him, so intense his vision sparked. He threw his head back, a choked scream trapped in his throat, and his teeth sank into the muscle of Jian Ci’s shoulder, biting down to keep from screaming. Jian Ci grunted, a sound of pure animal satisfaction.

"Fuck," Yu Xi panted against his skin, the pain already mutating, blurring into a devastating, full feeling.

Jian Ci’s hands gripped the remains of Yu Xi’s pants and underwear, tearing them further exposing more of his ass. Jian Ci’s hot, ragged breath washed over Yu Xi’s ear. "Mine."

He pulled back and thrust again deeper and harder. The burn was excruciating, exquisite. Yu Xi cried out, his fingers clawing at Jian Ci’s back, surely drawing blood. Their psychic powers flared, violet and gold whipping around them like a storm, each thrust sending pulses of shared sensation through the connection. Yu Xi could feel Jian Ci’s fractured mind, the chaotic hunger, the single driving need: take, claim, fill.

"Yes," Yu Xi hissed, his body adjusting, the pain melting into a thick, overwhelming pleasure. "Fuck me... just like that. Claim me gege."

Jian Ci’s pace was relentless, a hard, pounding rhythm that drove Yu Xi’s shoulders into the stone floor with every snap of his hips. The wet, filthy sound of their joining echoed in the cave, louder than their ragged breaths. Yu Xi could feel every inch of Jian Ci’s cock stretching him, spearing him open, hitting a spot deep inside that made his toes curl.