Reborn As A Doomsday Villainess-Chapter 96: A way to scratch an itch and move on

{WARNING: THERE’S BL SMUT BELOW, IF YOU ARE NOT COMFORTABLE WITH IT. PLEASE MOVE TO THE NEXT Chapter}

Haoyu turned on the shower, letting the hot water cascade over his tense muscles. He tried to clear his mind, but his thoughts kept circling back to Meng Nian - his infuriating smirk, his cocky attitude, the way he always seemed to get under Haoyu’s skin. Why the hell had he agreed to this again?

After a quick shower, Haoyu stepped out, toweling off. He caught a glimpse of himself in the mirror - his dark hair damp and messy, water droplets trailing down his toned chest. He took a deep breath, steeling himself.

Meng Nian was lounging on the bed when Haoyu emerged, wearing nothing but a towel around his waist. His almond-shaped eyes flicked up to Haoyu, a slow smile spreading across his face.

"Ready to get started?" Meng Nian asked, voice low and teasing.

Haoyu approached the bed, jaw clenched. "Just make it quick."

Meng Nian chuckled, patting the space beside him. "Come here then."

Haoyu hesitated for a moment before climbing onto the bed, sitting stiffly next to Meng Nian. The mattress dipped under his weight.

Meng Nian reached out, trailing a finger down Haoyu’s arm. "Relax," he murmured. "I’m not going to bite...unless you want me to."

Haoyu scowled but said nothing. Meng Nian leaned in closer, until their faces were inches apart. His hand drifted up to cup Haoyu’s cheek, thumb brushing over his lips.

"I’ve been wanting to do this since that kiss, forgive me." Meng Nian admitted softly, his warm breath ghosting over Haoyu’s skin.

Before Haoyu could respond, Meng Nian closed the distance between them, capturing his lips in a searing kiss. It was demanding and hungry, a claim that made Haoyu’s toes curl.

Meng Nian pulled back just enough to nip at Haoyu’s bottom lip before diving back in. His hands roamed over Haoyu’s body, mapping out every dip and curve as he pushed him down onto the bed.

Haoyu could only cling to Meng Nian’s shoulders, drowning in sensation as Meng Nian trailed hot, open-mouthed kisses down his neck. He gasped when Meng Nian’s teeth grazed his pulse point.

"Ngh..Meng Nian.."

"Like that?" Meng Nian purred, the satisfaction clear in his tone.

Haoyu bit his lip but couldn’t hold back a needy whine as Meng Nian’s mouth continued its relentless assault on his skin. "It’s...ah..it’s too much..."

Meng Nian only chuckled, hands slipping under the hem of Haoyu’s towel. "You’re so sensitive...I love it."

With that, Meng Nian tugged the towel away, leaving Haoyu completely bare. He drank in the sight of Haoyu’s naked body, his eyes dark with desire.

"Fuck," Meng Nian breathed out. "You’re perfect."

Haoyu flushed, turning his face away from Meng Nian’s intense gaze. He didn’t want to admit that he was into it as well.

Meng Nian just laughed and leaned down to press a kiss to Haoyu’s collarbone.

"This is going to be the death of me," Haoyu grumbled, but there was no real heat behind it.

Meng Nian merely hummed, lips trailing lower. "Let’s hope not. I have so many more things I want to do to you..."

He punctuated his words with a swift lick to Haoyu’s nipple, making him jolt and gasp.

Meng Nian worked his way down Haoyu’s body, leaving a trail of biting kisses in his wake. By the time he reached Haoyu’s hardening length, they were both panting.

"Look how hard you are already," Meng Nian cooed, wrapping a hand around Haoyu’s shaft. "So responsive...it’s like you were made for me."

Haoyu writhed, his hands fisting in the sheets as Meng Nian stroked him. "Ngh...shut up..."

Meng Nian just smiled and leaned down, taking Haoyu into his mouth without warning. The sudden wet heat made Haoyu cry out, hips bucking up involuntarily.

"Fuck...Meng Nian...!"

Meng Nian took him deep, bobbing his head as he worked Haoyu with his tongue. His hand came up to fondle Haoyu’s balls, rolling them gently.

It was too much. Too intense. Haoyu could feel himself getting close already, his thighs trembling with the effort to hold back.

"Wait...Meng Nian...I’m gonna..."

Meng Nian pulled out just in time, smirking up at Haoyu with kiss-swollen lips and messy hair. "Not yet. I’m not done with you."

With that, he reached for the nightstand drawer, pulling out the complimentary condom. Haoyu watched through hazy eyes as Meng Nian tore it open and rolled it onto his own hard length.

"You ready?" Meng Nian asked, voice husky with arousal.

Haoyu nodded shakily, even as a flicker of nervousness passed through him. This was really happening...he was about to have sex with Meng Nian...

Meng Nian lined himself up, rubbing the head of his cock against Haoyu’s entrance. "Breathe," he instructed gently.

Haoyu took a deep breath and nodded again. Meng Nian pushed forward slowly, breaching Haoyu’s tight ring of muscle.

They both groaned at the sensation. Meng Nian felt so big, stretching Haoyu in ways he’d never been stretched before.

"Shit...you’re so tight," Meng Nian grunted, pausing to let Haoyu adjust.

Haoyu whimpered, fingers digging into Meng Nian’s biceps. It burned, but there was a pleasure underneath it all...a fullness he hadn’t expected.

"You okay?" Meng Nian asked, concern etched on his face.

Haoyu managed a shaky nod. "Yeah...keep going. I can handle."

Meng Nian rewarded him with a soft kiss before slowly starting to move. It was gentle at first - shallow thrusts that grew deeper as Haoyu’s body relaxed around him.

"Fuck...Haoyu...you feel amazing," Meng Nian panted, picking up the pace.

Haoyu could only moan in response, losing himself in the rhythm of their bodies. It was strange...but not unpleasant. In fact, the more Meng Nian moved, the better it felt.

Meng Nian reached between them, taking Haoyu’s neglected length in hand. He stroked in time with his thrusts, his fingers slick with precome.

The dual sensations sent Haoyu spiraling closer to the edge. He knew he wasn’t going to last much longer.

"I’m close..." Haoyu warned breathlessly, hips rolling to meet Meng Nian’s.

"Me too," Meng Nian ground out, thrusts growing erratic. "Come for me Haoyu..."

Those words pushed Haoyu over the precipice. With a choked cry, he came undone, spilling hot and thick over Meng Nian’s fist.

The sight and feel of it must have been too much for Meng Nian. With a final harsh snap of his hips, he followed after Haoyu, buried deep inside him.

They collapsed together in a tangle of sweaty limbs and satisfied groans. For a long moment, neither of them spoke - simply basking in the afterglow.

Finally, Meng Nian stirred, carefully pulling out and disposing of the condom. He gathered Haoyu close, pressing a soft kiss to his forehead.

"That was..." Meng Nian trailed off, shaking his head in wonder.

Haoyu hummed in agreement, too blissed out to form actual words. He nestled into Meng Nian’s side, letting his eyes flutter shut.

"Sleep," Meng Nian murmured, stroking Haoyu’s hair. "I’ll be right here."

Haoyu knew he should probably leave...shouldn’t get too comfortable. This was just a one-time thing after all. A way to scratch an itch and move on.

But the bed was warm and Meng Nian’s embrace was too soothing. So Haoyu let himself sink into sleep, telling himself he’d deal with the consequences later.