Underneath The Moonlit Night

Chapter 41 - Silken Bonds: A Night of Unrestrained Passion (18+)

***Explicit Sexual Content Warning: Entire Chapter. Viewer discretion advised.***

Their kiss deepened, passion ignited as they pressed their lips together fervently. Lan Xichen's arms wrapped around Qing Yi's body, holding him close, their tongues intertwining in a dance of desire. It was as though they had longed for this moment, their fervor showing in the way they explored each other's mouths, savoring every taste.

Reluctant to part, they continued their intimate exchange, their fervent kisses refusing to wane. Lan Xichen's strength was evident as he effortlessly lifted Qing Yi and set him upon the table they had leaned against. His hands moved sensually, massaging Qing Yi's back and trailing up and down, caressing every curve, and gradually descending to his buttocks. A soft gasp escaped Qing Yi's lips as Lan Xichen's firm grip elicited a pleasurable reaction. But the sound was swiftly smothered as they plunged back into their passionate kiss.

With Qing Yi seated on the table, Lan Xichen's left hand gilded from his right buttock to his thigh, sliding beneath the thin sleeping robe to feel the warmth of his smooth skin. Qing Yi moaned softly as the sensation overcame him. Lan Xichen continued his sensual journey, his fingers ascending Qing Yi's stomach until they reached a pointy nipple. Gently, he pressed and teased it, coaxing it to harden. Qing Yi couldn't stifle his moans this time, and he broke free from the kiss, his voice carrying the pleasure he felt.

Lan Xichen seized the opportunity to catch his breath, savoring the moment they were sharing, the undeniable connection between them growing stronger.

Qing Yi's face burned with embarrassment, his hands instinctively covering it. Lan Xichen gently guided them away, concern in his eyes. "What's wrong?" he inquired.

"It's just... it feels a little surreal," Qing Yi admitted, bashfulness evident in his tone. He placed Lan Xichen's hand over his left chest, blushing even deeper. Lan Xichen smiled as he sensed Qing Yi's heart racing. In turn, he took Qing Yi's hand and pressed it against his own chest.

"Me too," Lan Xichen confessed. Qing Yi was taken aback when he felt Lan Xichen's heart pounding just as rapidly. He looked up, locking eyes with Lan Xichen. Lan Xichen lightly squeezed Qing Yi's left chest, finishing with a gentle pinch to his perky, aroused nipple.

"Qing Yi," Lan Xichen whispered, his breath caressing Qing Yi's left ear before he trailed kisses down to the sensitive juncture of Qing Yi's neck. He lingered, teasingly sucking on the tender skin. Slowly, he traced his lips across Qing Yi's shoulder, drawing down the edge of his sleeping robe to reveal more of Qing Yi's smooth skin. With a swift motion, Lan Xichen pulled the robe further down, halting at Qing Yi's waist, baring his upper body entirely.

Lan Xichen's gaze roamed over the slender figure before him, his eyes drinking in the sight of Qing Yi's soft, pale skin adorned with gentle curves. His attention was drawn to the chest, where two pink, alluringly erect nipples beckoned for his touch. Lan Xichen felt his self-control waning rapidly.

"Does...Prince Ming Zhe have the privilege of enjoying you like this...every night?" Lan Xichen whispered, his voice laced with a hint of resentment, his head resting on Qing Yi's shoulder. The mere thought of Qing Yi in Ming Zhe's arms each night stirred his emotions.

Qing Yi was momentarily at a loss for words, unsure of how to answer without spoiling the mood. He chose to wrap his arms around Lan Xichen lovingly, whispering, "Ze Wu Jun," as a soothing reassurance.

In one swift motion, Lan Xichen removed his headband ribbon and placed it on the edge of the table. He then pulled Qing Yi into a fervent kiss, his lips tracing a gentle and deliberate path down to Qing Yi's neck. Each kiss elicited a soft moan from Qing Yi, intensifying the passion as the journey continued toward the left nipple.