The Assassin and the Emperor

Chapter 3 : Three

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Then, the assassin knelt.

He grabbed the emperor's legs with his hands and spread them even further. That part was right in front of him, and the emperor was neither hard nor wet. When the assassin's head moved closer, his lower abdomen tightened. The assassin touched his thigh appreciatively but goosebumps spread to wherever he touched, the assassin had to give up and lower his head.

The emperor's hand grabbed his shoulder suddenly, pushing him away like in reflex. But those fingers clenched and then loosened, seemingly thinking of his own situation and in the end, they just fell loosely on the assassin's shoulders. The heat in the bathroom failed to warm him, and the emperor's hands were cold. It wasn't like ice, but like melons and fruits in the summer, it felt quite pleasant in the hot bathroom. His hands were quite soft, only the joint that holds the pen was slightly rough. The assassin could feel his short nails, trimmed neatly and roundly, even if they tore at his back they wouldn't be able to scratch blood.

The scene of him scratching his back with both hands was a scene that made the assassin feel happy.

The emperor didn't notice his runaway mind. From the moment his mouth touched him, the emperor hadn't noticed anything else.

He gasped heavily as if trying to slow his breathing, but he was breathing even harder because he had held his breath for too long. The deliberately relaxed fingers grasped tighter and tighter, and the two legs resting on the assassin's shoulders also trembled and tensed, the heels digging against the assassin's back. The assassin twisted his tongue and the feet lying on his shoulder bounced, it was very interesting. The meat stick in his mouth hardened, and liquid leaked from the crack. The assassin licked it off, and the person's breath above him began to tremble.

The emperor's reaction was so great that the assassin was surprised, and he almost suspected that the other party was a virgin. The crack underneath must've been a restricted area, but had he never experienced a warm mouth? Even the most desolate drunkard could spend a few minutes looking for inferior prostitutes for that. But when the assassin swallowed in the end, the answer was clear as paper: Once they got close, this soft place would be served orally, there was nowhere to hide even if there was no light for illumination.

Even if the emperor had actually slept with someone as a man, such sex must've been hidden and uninteresting. The assassin imagined how he would have sex with the queen, he would inevitably blow out all the candles, perhaps still wearing his clothes. The emperor would keep everything firmly under his own hands, undressing, caressing, and penetrating step by step, he probably wouldn't allow the other party to even lay her hands on him. At that time, would his eyes still be cold and full of calculations? Was his heart occupied by his own secrets till the end, never extending interest to the well-being of his bed partner?

Without a doubt, he couldn't do that when he was with the assassin.

The emperor's penis was fully erected, the assassin spit him out and placed his tongue downwards. The gap was so delicate, like new flesh grown from a wound, even the soft touch of his tongue seemed much too heavy. Heavy breathing soon turned into panting, and then into uncontrollable moans. Soon, it's wasn't just saliva moistening the entrance. Sparkling water gurgled out and even wetted the assassin's beard. The assassin's tongue was greedy and evil, sweeping through every fold again and again, as if licking the last drop of honey from inside a jar.

"Ah!" The colour of blood smeared the emperor's cheeks, and it looked so beautiful against his porcelain skin that it could outmatch any rouge. His legs tensed, and his hands clung to the assassin's shoulders, as if to push away, or as if to press his head closer. The assassin could feel the other party's climax getting closer and closer, it was very fast, like a virgin who had never experienced such pleasure.