Obsessed with a High-Ranking Esper (BL)-Chapter 302: NSFW 8

Jian Ci didn’t look away. He leaned forward, his tongue darting out to catch that bead of moisture. The taste was musky, salty, perfectly Yu Xi. He licked a broad, flat stripe up the underside, then swirled his tongue around the swollen head.

Yu Xi’s fingers speared back into his hair, gripping tight. He looked down at Jian Ci like he was witnessing a miracle, like the man on his knees was the only thing that mattered in the whole fucking world. 𝘧𝘳𝘦ℯ𝓌𝘦𝒷𝘯𝑜𝑣𝘦𝓁.𝒸𝘰𝓂

Then Jian Ci opened his mouth and took him in. He didn’t start slow. He swallowed Yu Xi down to the root in one smooth, deep glide, his nose pressing down at the base. Yu Xi’s whole body jerked, a ragged gasp tearing from his throat. "Gege!"

Jian Ci pulled back, his lips stretched tight, then surged forward again. He set a punishing rhythm, his head bobbing, his throat working around Yu Xi’s length. Every time he went deep, Yu Xi’s hips twitched, a helpless little thrust into that wet, scorching heat. The sounds were filthy and blush inducing. There were wet slurps, Jian Ci’s choked gags as he took him deep and Yu Xi’s continuous, shattered moans.

Jian Ci was savoring it. The weight on his tongue, the way Yu Xi pulsed in his mouth, the taste of him flooding his senses. He reached up to fondle Yu Xi’s balls, rolling them in his palm, and Yu Xi shouted, his thighs trembling.

It was too much. Yu Xi was being driven to the edge, his breaths coming in short, sharp pants. "I am... gege, I am gonna..."

Just as Yu Xi was about to tip over, Jian Ci pulled off with a wet, obscene pop.

Yu Xi’s eyes flew open, shining with a desperate, dazed disappointment.

Jian Ci rose to his feet in one fluid motion. He was taller, broader, crowding Yu Xi against the glass again. He pinched Yu Xi’s chin, forcing his head up. His other palm slapped against the foggy wall beside Yu Xi’s head, caging him in.

"You don’t come until I say so," Jian Ci growled, his voice rough from use.

Then he kissed him. It was a hard, devouring kiss, all teeth and clashing tongues and shared breath. Yu Xi moaned into it, the sound swallowed by Jian Ci’s mouth. Their cocks pressed together, trapped between their stomachs, a hot, slick line of desperate friction.

Jian Ci broke the kiss, panting. He wrapped his big hand around both of their cocks, his fingers just barely meeting. He squeezed, and they both groaned in unison.

He started to stroke. It was a tight, slippery glide, his fist pumping up and down their combined lengths. The water made it easier, a slick, hot slide that made every nerve ending scream. Yu Xi’s cock was weeping against his, their pre-cum mixing, making the glide even wetter, even more perfect.

"Look at me," Jian Ci commanded, his forehead pressed to Yu Xi’s.

Yu Xi forced his hazy eyes open, meeting Jian Ci’s burning gaze. They were both gasping, their breaths mingling with the steam. Jian Ci’s thumb swiped over both of their heads on every upstroke, a maddening little circle that had Yu Xi sobbing.

"You feel that?" Jian Ci rasped, his hips pushing into his own fist.

The rhythm became frantic, desperate. Jian Ci’s fist was a blur, his grip tightening. Yu Xi was babbling, a stream of "gege, gege, please, right there, don’t stop, fuck, fuck..."

Jian Ci watched him unravel. He saw the exact moment Yu Xi’s control snapped. His back arched off the glass, his mouth fell open in a silent scream, and then a raw, broken cry ripped out of him as he came. Hot streaks of cum painted their stomachs, mixing with the water.

The sight, the feel of Yu Xi pulsing against him, was all it took. Jian Ci grunted, a deep, guttural sound, and followed him over. His own release was a powerful surge, adding to the mess between them, his body shuddering violently against Yu Xi’s.

They slumped together against the glass, breathing ragged, hearts hammering against each other’s ribs.

The water began to wash the evidence away, but the smell of sex and sweat and steam hung thick in the air.

Jian Ci nuzzled into Yu Xi’s neck, his voice a hoarse whisper against the wet skin. "That was really good."

***

Jian Ci and Yu Xi came downstairs, the faint scent of warm porridge and steamed buns drifting through the air. At the dining table sat Xiaobao, her hands folded neatly in her lap, breakfast already served. Her eyes sparkled with excitement, though she tried to contain herself, her smile frozen in place like a porcelain doll.

Jian Ci pulled out a chair, his tone playful. "You brought us breakfast... how sweet."

As he said this, he reached for Yu Xi, urging him to sit. Yu Xi obeyed, and Jian Ci pushed him in with a gentle nudge.

Xiaobao, usually so talkative, remained silent, her doll-like smile trembling at the edges.

Jian Ci pulled the chair next to Yu Xi and slid it closer until their shoulders and thighs touched. He sat down, leaning into him.

Yu Xi gave him a look, his voice dry. "All that space, and you choose to squeeze in with me?"

Jian Ci wrapped his arm around Yu Xi’s waist, his smile mischievous. "Since when do we sit far from each other?"

Yu Xi snorted, but the smile in his eyes betrayed him.

Xiaobao couldn’t take it anymore. "Since when did this start?" she blurted, her voice trembling with excitement.

"Since last night," Jian Ci replied smoothly.

Xiaobao’s smile burst into brilliance, so bright it looked as though she had won the lottery.

Jian Ci picked up the serving spoon and placed food into Yu Xi’s bowl. "Eat some more. You need to replenish your energy."

Yu Xi glared at him, but Jian Ci only grinned, his happiness radiating. Xiaobao’s mouth fell open.

"Sister-in-law," Jian Ci teased, "don’t just sit there. Eat." Yu Xi pinched him under the table, and Jian Ci yelped, his grin never fading.

"How did you two get together?" Xiaobao demanded, leaning forward eagerly. "Quick, I want all the details!"

Jian Ci turned to Yu Xi, his smile softening. "Little Xi, do you want to tell it?"

Yu Xi swallowed his food slowly, his expression calm. "What is there to tell?" he said, as though the conversation had nothing to do with him.