At The Edge Of The World | YiZhan ✓

Part 27

The rainy but sometimes snowy days seem to be coming to an end Yibo thought as he gazed at the sun shining through the windows. The weather was still cold but the sun was always welcome to peak through the clouds.

Seeing it shine bright, he started to feel warm inside, making his palms slightly sweaty. Or maybe it was because his heart was feeling full after the events of last night. So his eyes pointed back at the sleeping man before him, caressing his face with tender looks. Yibo wasn't sure on what to make out of his behaviour but think of it as a form of obsession, driven to by his determination towards that one goal he had been fighting to achieve. And that said goal, just happened to be Yibo's very own heart.

Smiling at the thought, he slowly reached his hand out and placed it over Zhan's face to brush his fingers onto his skin. "I think I might just come to trust you once more one of these days..." His soft whispers were quick to reach the latter's ears as his eyes slowly shot open. "Say that again." Yibo blushed as he turned himself to face the other side. "I thought you were sleeping! Just- go back to sleep!" Zhan smiled as he grabbed him by his wrist before flipping him back around to hold him still. He then climbed on top and kissed his cheek. "I don't think it'll be possible after that adorable sentence you just said."

Yibo furrowed his brows while struggling to escape from his grasp. "What- who are you calling that! Hey!" Zhan chuckled while his grip around his wrists tightened, causing for Yibo's body to twitch in slight shock.

Taking the advantage, Zhan who was now between his wide open legs leaned his torso in, only to press his crotch onto his. "I said... say it again." Yibo bit his lip while his eyes stared at him from under, beginning to feel hot and bothered. He really couldn't handle this much pressure and sexual appeal he thought, finding this situation to be more erotic than it should be.

Heaving out a heavy hot breath, Yibo gave in to his touch and rose his hips before grinding himself against him. "You heard what I said- so forget about it and fuck me.." Zhan licked his lips in an attempt to cool his head off, yet that ended up going down the drain the moment he let go of Yibo's wrists. His arms were quick to wrap themselves around his neck while Zhan himself was rushing to pull Yibo's boxers down.

And once he was stretched enough, Zhan pulled the front of his sweats down and slipped his cock into his hole, leaving Yibo's mouth agape from the sensation. "It hurts--"

Zhan groaned into his mouth before landing a kiss over his lips and swallowed. "Sorry... I can't really hold back-" Yibo's breath hitched upon feeling the tip hit that deep sweet spot inside him, making him arch his back. "Whatever... I never hated the pain anyways."

Zhan smirked before starting to move his hips, hitting his deepest parts with every thrust. Yibo on the other hand reached his hands out to grab Zhan from his ass, digging his nails into his skin. His mouth on the other hand felt empty, wanting to press his lips onto something from the pleasure that was messing with his mind, telling him to yearn for more of every touch.

Unable to control his lust, he turned his head to the side before starting to kiss his arm which was clenching onto the pillow under him. He then opened his mouth and licked every part that reached his tongue, wetting the burn scars that swarmed his skin like a swarm of red rose petals.

"Want something in your mouth?" Yibo looked back at him with pleading eyes, to which the latter couldn't help but smile at. He then slid two of his fingers into his mouth before pressing down onto the back of his tongue. That and the pleasure which hit him from below was enough to drive him into an orgasm, cumming all over his stomach and chest.

Soon after, Zhan came also, filling him up in the deepest parts of his hole, causing the latter's stomach to feel heavy from the thick, bitter cum.