Wu Ming's Dream

Part 3

Wu Ming proceeded kissing and feeling with his lips His Highness' chest, torso and abs. He rubbed his stiff nipples, and met each with his slightly open lips, feeling them, and touching them with his warm tongue. He licked a nipple softly, while rubbing the other; His Highness' hands touched his shoulders, and that urgent fierce touch showed he was getting an immense pleasure, throwing his head back and breathing noisily, his body at the same time tense and relaxed.

Wu Ming felt His Highness' chest, as he did not so long ago, on Beizi Hill, and before that he never fathomed that a body part so ordinary and usually so commonly exposed had such erotic appeal. To touch, and to be touched, as at that moment His Highness tried to touch his chest also, and for that Wu Ming lifted himself slightly, supporting his body on his left elbow. He hovered over His Highness, fully enjoying him touching his chest, and the vision of him doing so.

His Highness' soft and warm hands wandering wildly, rubbing his pale nipples, feeling their hardness, made wave after wave of pleasure spreading throughout his body. His Highness was feeling the same; his moaning and gentle trembling, his feverish skin and his hands showed as much, even if Wu Ming couldn't see his face.

He thought of His Highness' face back at Beizi Hill, and felt his manhood twitch and leak some more, arousal and desire increasing. That night on Beizi Hill, when that flower demon showed himself as His Highness, naked, and lusty for him, he was startled, and felt arousal for the first time. He then saw His Highness differently; a man, still divine and perfect, but a man that could feel pain and pleasure. A man that could be touched, who could yearn for his touch.

He didn't realise it till much later, and kept replaying everything from that night on his mind; the feel of His Highness' sweaty chest, his warm skin, his heavy breathing, his scent. The softness of his hair, when His Highness himself cut it and tied around his finger. This made him aroused every time, and some unknown instinct made him touch himself. Closing his eyes, imagining he was touching His Highness like this, or being touched in his turn. Savouring him in his wildest dreams.

He carried on kissing and just feeling His Highness' skin with his parted lips; down his torso, abs, around the navel, gently caressing around his waist, lower down his thighs. His Highness' body seemed to be even number, letting Wu Ming touch and caress him, rubbing his skin lightly, up and down, then rubbing his lips on his inner thighs. His Highness opened them, giving himself completely, putting himself on a plate for Wu Ming.

"You're a really crafty ghost aren't you?", he managed to say.

Wu Ming said, almost like a whisper, "His Highness' body is like an endless ocean, with no beginning or end..."

His Highness moaned softly, while Wu Ming was between his legs kissing, rubbing his lips, licking, taking in that sensitive area, and following His Highness' reactions closely. He reached His Highness' entrance with his tongue, slowly swirling around it, tasting it, feeling its warmth and its urgency. That action flared a yet unspeakable pleasure throughout His Highness' whole body, and he moaned.

After a while like this, Wu Ming had his ponytail grabbed again, and His Highness said, "Wu Ming, I... I..."

That unnamed ghost heard His Highness' call, his hands urgently tugging his hair, his body tensing, and knew he was close to his orgasm; as if following an unspoken agreement, Wu Ming eagerly put His Highness' manhood in his mouth, just before he came, with a heavy breath, his feverish body burning with desire, trembling slightly, his moan long and deep.

After tasting His Highness' release till the last drop, Wu Ming promptly got down on one knee by the bed, with his head down, as if his command was fulfilled and he was but awaiting for the next.

His Highness couldn't help but notice his hardness dripping profusely; he came untouched with His Highness' manhood in his mouth, tasting him, feeling his body tensing and his moaning. This made His Highness start to feel aroused again, that soon after his orgasm, so alluring and erotic Wu Ming looked, naked, hard and submissive, utterly and completely at his service.

"What are you doing?", His Highness asked sharply.

"This worthless ghost isn't fit for lying down by His Highness' side, wrap his arms around him and offer his chest for His Highness to rest".

His Highness once again chuckled lowly, "Rest? Do you think I'm done with you? Do you want to rest in peace?"

"I pray to never rest in peace", he answered.

Somehow Wu Ming sensed His Highness smiled. With a quick wave of his hand, suddenly, Wu Ming saw himself back on the bed, being pinned, with His Highness towering over him. From his domineering position, he chuckled lightly again.

"So, ghost, you did your teasing well. Now, how would you like to be teased?"

"My body is His Highness' for him to do whatever he pleases", he replied.

His Highness expected such answer; however he felt even more aroused hearing it, his manhood getting fully erected again. He bent down swiftly to kiss Wu Ming violently and urgently, grabbing his shoulders and touching his chest forcefully, leaving scratches on his unblemished skin. Wu Ming didn't seem displeased at all and kept kissing His Highness long and deep, as if he had no intention of doing anything else for the rest of his after-life.

They stayed like this for a while, kissing and touching each other, shifting their hips to rub their manhoods together, leaving them both so aroused and full of lust that they could barely stand. Wu Ming's eyes burned with desire through his mask, making His Highness even more eager, growing daring, and from the top of where he was he breathlessly commanded,

"I want you to fuck me hard, and make it painful; I want you to hurt me",

"I couldn't possibly hurt His Highness, not even under his command", Wu Ming replied.

He was bit seductively, although viciously on the neck, and His Highness said in a low voice, "You dare to question me? What kind of loyalty is that?"

That powerful ghost lowered his head, and said, "As my lord commands".

He laid His Highness down beside him; then he went between His Highness' legs, opening them slowly, first stroking His Highness' manhood slowly, then moving his hand deliberately. He found His Highness' entrance, and rubbed around it with his finger, forcing it inside slightly; His Highness moaned softly and shifted himself impatiently. He stuck his finger gradually, feeling all around inside, then proceeded to make in and out movements; first slowly and carefully, watching His Highness' reactions, then faster and faster.

His Highness' body tensed, and he breathed out, "This feels good. I want to feel pain, I want to get hurt".