[曦澄 | XiCheng]: The Fear Of Falling In Love [~PART 1~]

[33.] The Bath. [II] 🔞

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Jiang Wanyin's face expressed pure joy and ecstasy. He was moaning loudly, biting into Lan Huan's shoulders, biting his neck and arms and fingers too. His husband was calling him "kitten" in such a way that now he wanted to give it all back and show him what it was like to be the Master of a wild cat. He was biting and scratching, sucking hard and making bruises, and he was laughing, happy to be one with his loved one again.

He was rocking himself on top of Lan Xichen in a feverish rhythm, scratching his chest and then leaning in to kiss his mouth aggressively, murmuring lovingly:

- Love me... Pet me... I'm yours... Fuck me... Oh, fuck me so hard... Oh, Zewu-Jun do you love me... Do you want me... Be mine, Zewu-Jun... Be mine...

Lan Huan was almost blind; his head was spinning and he could not think. His husband was so amazingly hot, so close to him, that it felt like a dream. But the pleasure was very real, and it was explosive, blowing his mind. He tried his best to delay his climax as much as he could, for his lover's sake, but at one point it was simply impossible. 

He buried his face in Jiang Cheng's hair and panted:

- I'm coming... I love you...

His hands pressed him close so hard that he thought he heard his ribs crackle. Jiang Wanyin cried out loud as he felt his husband's warmth flow inside him again, but this time  –  in a space that was meant to be bathed in this precious milk from the very start. 

He shivered uncontrollably, his whole body reacted to the ultimate gift, and he looked into Lan Xichen's eyes with immense love and devotion, murmuring:

- Stay... Please stay in me... Just a little... Please stay...

Lan Huan was shaking all over, fully realizing what had just happened. 

They were still one, merged  -  he never let go of his husband's body, and was now kissing his lips gently and carefully, as if afraid to hurt him, damage him somehow. It was too late for that now. He felt movement between their bodies  -  Jiang Cheng had closed his eyes and was now caressing his belly, caressing the base of his cock, and also gently touching his own erection that was throbbing and twitching, very close to exploding too.

- Oh, Wanyin...  -  he whispered, kissing him thirstily, feeling his hand stroke and jerk him off.

Jiang Cheng was stroking mindlessly, feeling that he was so close, but now he bit his lip to stifle a cry as he felt Lan Xichen's hand slide down his back and between his open buttocks, as his knees were still wide apart in the tub, and reach his center, rubbing gently there, and turning him on so much again, just like always. 

The stimulation was too much, as it came from three places now  –  he was still very full of Zewu-Jun's cock and seed, his own orgasm was approaching any second now, and he was on the verge of tears, as his ass was being mercilessly stimulated and it longed to be filled and stretched too.

He fell forward into his husband's embrace, coming in his hand and on their bellies, full, but yearning, satisfied but unfulfilled. It was amazing, and it was awful. He whimpered, begging:

- Uuhh... Please, my love... Please... Your fingers, my love... Please... I need them... Please, deep... I will do anything... Huan.... –  he wailed.

Lan Xichen understood. He pulled him in closer, not pulling out of him, and murmured:

- Help me, Sandu Shengshou... Open that beautiful ass for me, my love...

Jiang Cheng nodded, blushing. He leaned his forehead against the strong shoulder and his hands were on his buttocks now, opening his ass as much as possible. Lan Huan was kissing his neck and shoulders still, trying to reach his back too for kisses, but his fingers were unmistakably massaging and caressing the thin pink skin between the butt cheeks, feeling how burning it was, how throbbing and impatient, and slippery, as Jiang Wanyin's juices were still flowing. He slid a finger in, listening to his delicious moans, and feeling his husband's mouth bite on his shoulder. 

He smiled:

- Is it good, my sweet? Is it good, kitten?

- Mmmmm... uhhh.... Aaah! Mmmmmmm!

He pulled his finger out, but immediately pushed in again, only this time it was two fingers. Jiang Wanyin gasped, sweating, lost. Lan Huan gasped too, as the sight was amazing, and his lover's moans were driving him crazy, and he felt his cock get hard again inside his husband. Jiang Cheng whimpered  –  he was being filled up in two places simultaneously, and there was no pain, just huge, mind-blowing ecstasy. His eyes were closed, and he could only gape, fighting for air, moaning sensually and pitifully, as it was far too much for anyone.

Zewu-Jun thought his heart was going to explode  -  Jiang Wanyin was starting to rock himself on top of him again, thirsty for more satisfaction, his body swallowing his erection yet again. He pushed one more finger inside him, earning a deep sigh and a wet kiss on the jaw from him. 

He again marveled this amazing body that he was now filling up with his own body and his juices.

- Are you alright, my love...  Wanyin, you have to tell me... Do you want me to stop... My love, please... -  he begged, seeing him very flushed and almost passed out, holding him all the time.

- I will murder you if you stop, Huan... I swear it to you...  -  he mumbled as if drunk. –  Fuck me... fuck me till we bleed... Fuck me till we die... I want more... I need more... I need it all... All you can give me... All...