Chapter 27.2 (1/2)
Deep in the Act
Translator: Kotoni
Editor: Isalee
First Published on Chaleuria
Chapter 27.2 (NSFW)
Untouched by any sense of urgency, Chen Hsin thrust a greasy hand between Zhang Zhun's legs. Wrapping his fingers around the base of Zhang Zhun's right thigh, he gave it a good, hard squeeze. ”This is where he landed his kick, am I right?”
Chen Hsin was right. Pain shot through Zhang Zhun at once - a sharp, throbbing pain laced with inexplicable tingles, lighting sparks of arousal everywhere they touched. Continuing to whet his appet.i.te on purpose, Chen Hsin drawled against his flesh, ”Here, I'll give it a few rubs and make it better.”
He began his obscene ma.s.sage for real. His fingers sank into the tender base of Zhang Zhun's thigh, kneading without mercy, and the back of his hand ground hard along Zhang Zhun's swollen length with every squeeze. Pleasure, exquisite and excruciating, overwhelmed Zhang Zhun. It was too much for him to take. Even his arms seemed to have turned numb from his excitement, and he struggled to hang on to Chen Hsin's neck. ”Touch… touch me…” He peered beseechingly at Chen Hsin through the watery haze of his gla.s.sy eyes, his breath cold and urgent on Chen Hsin's skin.
Reveling in the sight of Zhang Zhun's wanton desire, Chen Hsin asked out of the blue, ”Do you know why I hit him?”
Still gazing at him with parted lips and unfocused eyes, Zhang Zhun shook his head. Chen Hsin slid his hand along the base of Zhang Zhun's thigh and into the crack of his a.s.s. Sc.r.a.ping his fingers along the moist crevice, he continued, ”Because he said that you looked like a nice, easy f***…”
It took a long time before Zhang Zhun made sense of those words. His eyes regained their focus and blazed with anger. ”Isn't this enough of a reason for me to beat him to a pulp?” Chen Hsin asked, gnawing at Zhang Zhun's chin as his fingers probed deeper into the soft crack. ”He also said that… you'd become real thirsty in the sheets… once you're f***ed hard enough.”
Such comments were too much, too insulting even for dirty talk. Enraged, Zhang Zhun flung a fist weakly at Chen Hsin. Catching the soft punch with ease, Chen Hsin remarked, ”Xiao-Deng went to send Wu Rong off today. He should be back from the airport any minute now.”
Unable to follow his train of thought, Zhang Zhun frowned and stared at him in confusion.
”Let's go to my room instead?”
Every inch of Zhang Zhun's skin turned red in an instant. At last, he realized that every one of Chen Hsin's actions tonight had been part of an elaborate plan. Ma.s.sages that became flirtation; the 'practice' that left him high and dry; the abrupt s.h.i.+ft in conversation from those comments to Xiao-Deng - all were calculated steps leading up to this explicit, irrefutable invitation for actual s.e.x. The two of them, going all the way…
”I… I'm not ready yet,” Zhang Zhun stammered, his s.h.i.+fting eyes giving away his fear of the s.e.xual act.
”I'll lick it for you,” Chen Hsin replied. Sticking out his tongue, he curled and flexed the muscle in a lewd display of its dexterity. ”I'll make you feel real good, from front to back…”
Surprise flashed in Zhang Zhun's eyes. He never knew that getting licked 'back there' was a thing, and he certainly did not dare to imagine Chen Hsin doing that for him. ”Stop with the nonsense…”
His obvious lack of experience caught Chen Hsin off-guard. ”You mean… no one's ever pleasured you in the back before?”