How To Polish A Pearl

Chapter 78 - Fwopping

Author's Notes:

Did you miss me?

I am still recovering from surgery, unfortunately with some unexpected side effects. I will need more time to sort myself out and finish a few more chapters, but figured it was time to finish this... eh... adult part of the story and not leave you hanging like that in the middle of really, really good sex.

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His voice but a whisper, Zhou Zi Shu meets those black ones, "Now, fuck me until you come."

Pulling out his still throbbing erection, Wen Ke Xing lowers Zhou Zi Shu's slightly shaking legs on to the bed on each side of him. Feeling that silky smooth skin a bit damp from his man's hunt to climax, he smiles as his palms traces up the thighs to slowly move over the hips and stop at each side of that slim, strong and skillful waist. "Tell me how you want me to fuck you?"

When he gets no response, Wen Ke Xing searches for those walnut colored ones to find them still behind a veil of bliss. Still with that same smile on his face, he moves in on all four over Zhou Zi Shu and bows down. "Look what a mess you made." With eyes still locked on those dimmed walnut colored ones, he opens his mouth and starts to lick the cum off Zhou Zi Shu's abs and chest in long and slow strokes with the tip of his tongue. The taste is potent and spreads like fire through him, leaving his entire skin flushed and his cock on the verge of pain.

Relishing in the tingling feeling of his man licking his body and his cum, Zhou Zi Shu whispers, "I am not done yet."

"Really? You look pretty done."

Zhou Zi Shu does not miss the smug look on that man of his. Ignoring it to ride on the climax bliss, Zhou Zi Shu lets out a low laughter whilst his hands find their way back into that long, and currently messy, raven black hair. Sinking in, first just to follow along with the motions, but after a short while getting impatient. Pulling Wen Ke Xing up for a kiss, he lazily meets those cold lips, the taste of them both mixing between their tongues. The kissing is still slow and deep, soft and real all the way into the core.

Feeling Wen Ke Xing's thick cock rub against his inner thigh, he can feel his own coming back alive between them, the need starting to build up again. Between the wetness, the low broken moans and purring, Zhou Zi Shu mumbles, "What are you waiting for?"

"For you to tell me how you want me to fuck you."

Reluctantly, Zhou Zi Shu pushes Wen Ke Xing's body up and stares into those black ones that are glowing like there is a fire behind that might soon burn them both. Looking at the challenge of Wen Ke Xing's single raised eyebrow, the right corner of Zhou Zi Shu's lips curve into a mischievous smile. Stretching his left arm out, he searches until he finds the blue bottle again. "Stay."

Obligingly, Wen Ke Xing leans back on his knees and silently watches Zhou Zi Shu put the bottle on his stomach before removing the strand of pearls around his neck. A slight buzz starts to form somewhere far away in his head as he watches Zhou Zi Shu drench them in the oil before reaching for his cock. Those delicate hands slowly works up and down the length of his erection until it is slick and slippery, before the pearls are twisted around and around leaving the last of it hanging, the lubricant running down his balls.

Wiggling himself up onto Wen Ke Xing's thighs, aligning himself in the best angle as he arches his back, Zhou Zi Shu says with confidence is his voice, "There. Now−fuck me like only you can."

The deafening sound of Wen Ke Xing's heartbeat is only outmatched by the loud buzzing in his ears. The two are so loud he can barely make out what Zhou Zi Shu is saying, his brain reduced to relying on lip reading. Like possessed, Wen Ke Xing stares as he rubs his fingertips over that moist opening that has been placed before him, expertly teasing and stroking, watching it open and clamp around his fingertips. He can see Zhou Zi Shu purring lips and wiggling body asking for him to take him, ravage him, fuck him.