Chapter 71 (1/2)

WARNING: NSFW

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So the two of them crowded onto a narrow bed like this side by side; Shi Yan was such a big guy that his body barely fit onto the bed. Within the deathly quiet silence, the sounds of their breathing were absolutely clear and audible. He Nuo did have a shadow in his heart regarding bodily contact between the two, but in relation to the pain of separation, this shadow had already been replaced by reluctance. Shi Yan heard his subtle breathing sounds; the breaths He Nuo exhaled seemed to enter his own lungs, so his body began to heat up.

Right at this moment, He Nuo leaned closer to the wall and whispered, “You’re about to fall off right? Move in a bit.”

Shi Yan lied on his side and moved in closer. He stretched his hand out to grope around He Nuo’s side, then pulled him into his arms, “Don’t stick to the wall, it’s cold.”

When He Nuo entered his embrace, he panicked and wanted to get out of it.

Shi Yan’s large hands wrapped around his waist, “Don’t move.”

A sense of fear arose in He Nuo’s heart; it’s not like he would listen to Shi Yan’s words obediently just because he told him not to move. He Nuo pushed against Shi Yan’s chest, and even his breathing turned tense as it sped up. Shi Yan could sense his fear and a trace of bitterness shot through his heart. He turned around to lay down flat on the bed with He Nuo practically sprawled on his body, “He Nuo, I won’t harm you, and I won’t bully you ever again. Can you trust me?”

He Nuo stopped moving. The sorrow in Shi Yan’s voice made him distressed — he didn’t want to hear this kind of Shi Yan. Shi Yan should always be in high spirits and be filled with sunshine, yet he had been stained with gloom because of someone like him. He slowly laid his head on Shi Yan’s chest, “I know, and I trust you. You treat me really really well.”

Shi Yan patted He Nuo and didn’t say anything. But after awhile, He Nuo said, “It’s tiring for me to lie on you like this ba? Should I get down to sleep?”

Shi Yan turned sideways slightly which made He Nuo slip into his outstretched arms, then he wrapped his arms around him again and He Nuo was drawn into his sideway embrace. As he used Shi Yan’s arm as a pillow, He Nuo was still so tense that his muscles were stiff. Shi Yan had noticed this of course. He placed his chin on He Nuo’s head and exhaled lightly, while he used his hand to gently rub his back in hopes that he would be able to relax. Gradually, He Nuo’s body turned softer, and his breathing became shallower because of how sleepy he was.

Shi Yan hugged him a bit tighter before he closed his eyes as well. He Nuo had fallen asleep, but Shi Yan was wide awake as he opened and closed his eyes. However, he didn’t dare to move as he was afraid of waking He Nuo. His hand that was gently caressing He Nuo’s back unconsciously expanded its scope of activity; it slid down to his caved in waistline, then continued moving along his ridge with a dune-like curve. Shi Yan felt something swell in between his legs. He held He Nuo close to him again, and his bulging area began to grind against his body. Shi Yan was rubbing against his body instinctively as he searched for comfort, but the more he rubbed the more swollen it got, and his whole body was burning as if he had been set on fire.

Shi Yan quietly took out his burning hot desire; he was holding He Nuo in his arms, so he only had one hand that was free. There wasn’t enough space between these two people in close proximity that he could use for any exercises that would ignite sparks, but Shi Yan had swelled up so much that it was now as hard as an iron pestle. The him who was being burned by the flames of desire jerked his hip forward out of discomfort and his iron pestle immediately slipped in between He Nuo’s legs. He Nuo was still wearing his pants, and when his pants slightly scraped against the sensitive head of Shi Yan’s desire, it stimulated him so much that his arms around He Nuo immediately tightened their grip. Shi Yan carefully and slowly began to move in and out between He Nuo’s legs, while his hands had somehow slid underneath He Nuo’s shirt to feel up his smooth and delicate skin.

However, this kind of ineffective solution could no longer satisfy Shi Yan’s sudden arousal of desire. He boldly and deftly removed He Nuo’s pants with both his hands and legs, and He Nuo’s pants and underwear fell to his knees. Shi Yan’s hands felt around He Nuo’s back in all kinds of loving ways until they slid to his tailbone, and the swelling in between his legs throbbed with an intense vitality. Shi Yan plunged his baby in between He Nuo’s legs that were locked tight, then stuck it in and out as he moved his hips and grinded against He Nuo. His mouth was kissing his forehead in a soothing manner at first, but the tide of passion swept it downwards and led it to cover the lips that had appeared several times in his dreams. As he climbed towards his peak, Shi Yan couldn’t suppress his happiness as he emitted a resonant growl from his chest.

He couldn’t see how full of vigour and vitality the person in his arms was in the darkness, but from the warmth that was travelling through his hands, he could tell that he must look absolutely lovable and charming right now out of embarrassment. Shi Yan’s whole body felt comfortable. He lightly pecked the lips that were moist from his kiss, “He Nuo? He Nuo.”

He Nuo refused to open his eyes. He didn’t know how to face Shi Yan. The moment that hard, burning desire had burrowed in between his legs, he was already vaguely conscious. When Shi Yan took his pants off and he felt a scorching hot object touch him, how could he not wake up? And Shi Yan understood it as soon as the body in his arms suddenly stiffened, but his warm hands had defused its tension. The helpless He Nuo could only hide his nervousness by pretending to be asleep.