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At the boy's refusal, the two men reflexively tightened their grip around Ning He, both to prevent even a slight possibility of escape and to suppress their urge to go tear that Wenren ShiShi apart into pieces for putting this kind of idea into their vulnerable shizhi's mind.
Had that comment been what had shocked the poor child into hiding away from them, had he been afraid that he'd degrade their reputation by staying with them? Ning He was simply too humble, didn't he realize that even if that were true, he would be worth any amount of criticism? And, upon consideration, he'd even been talented enough to discover and disable the necklace for some time, what a clever boy! Of course, they'd have to fix the functions in order to ensure he couldn't get away next time, but that was a concern for the future.
Right now, their highest priority was to soothe Ning He and persuade him into giving them a chance. Yet, despite Moqi Baihui's tempting promises that they'd provide for all his needs, spoil him with anything he wanted, help him cultivate in any manner, and so on, there was no indication that the youth's tension would be appeased anytime soon. So, somewhat helpless, the man could only nod to transfer the mission to his brother.
Moqi Lirong was far more direct than the scholarly Moqi Baihui. Therefore, having concluded that Ning He was weak to any sensory stimulation whether it was good or bad, he immediately shifted the light body over to lie on top of his twin's, in response to which Moqi Baihui instinctively raised his knees, placing the slim legs outside his own and spreading them apart.
Embarrassed by this suggestive position that, in his undressed state, exposed his most private parts, Ning He struggled frantically, squirming to close his thighs and push the two men away. In the end, however, he predictably discovered that his legs couldn't overpower Moqi Baihui's, and his expression turned cutely dismayed. In his nervousness, his fan-like eyelashes fluttered like butterfly wings and his soft cheeks were dyed an alluring red as, licking his lips, he weakly protested, ”Shishu...don't...”
But Moqi Biahui, who'd strenuously managed to divert his attention from the beautifully glistening mouth long enough to discern that his shizhi wasn't exerting his full strength in his resistance, smiled and confined the boy's torso by crossing his arm firmly across his chest to grip the slender shoulder, then whispered in the small ear, ”Shizhi, if you really don't like it, say so and we'll stop.”
Naturally, Moqi Lirong took the hint, he quickly leaned down to block any words Ning He might mistakenly speak by sinking his teeth into the boy's plump lower lip. Reminding himself that he should ease the youth into the kiss, he regretfully soothed the sting with a gentle lick, but a moment later when he sensed the youth trying to draw away, the man couldn't hold back, he fiercely thrust his tongue inside and ran it across the exquisite white teeth, all the while skimming his rough hands over his shizhi's soft skin. Under his caresses of the sensitive spots on the boy's waist which he'd noted several days ago, Ning He's opposition faded; instead of evading his touch, he faintly trembled and arched his slender body, as if begging for more, and imploringly clung to the other man.
At the same time, Moqi Baihui slid his hand from the boy's shoulder to one of the reddened points on his chest and, trailing his other hand up along the inside of a lean thigh, he sprayed his hot breath against the youth's ear to murmur, ”Hm? What's this? It appears you're enjoying this quite a bit, shizhi. Look at how hard you are.”
Indeed, by this point Chen Yu's defiant expression had crumbled and inwardly, he had completely yielded to this body's weakness. Anyway, even when he'd been bucking and twisting furiously, his efforts had been futile, with the two seeming to anticipate his moves far in advance; when he'd rolled to the left, the black twin had been there to nip him back, when he'd jerked to the right, the white twin had nudged him, he couldn't even avoid Moqi Lirong's strong kiss due to Moqi Baihui's firm chest behind him. He'd never before experienced so thoroughly what it meant that two fists couldn't defend against four.
But soon, he didn't have the spare energy to deliberate on this lesson, because with the man underneath him gently stroking his stiff member and the one on top of him savagely biting his way from his earlobe to his delicate throat, there were too many hands and mouths stimulating him to focus on anything through the haze of pleasure. Thus, with his weak limbs limply resting on Moqi Baihui and his sex bared to both men's intense, dark stares, he could only shift sideways and feebly hook one arm around each of the twins' necks for support, entrusting his body to them entirely.
As soon as he noticed this obedient movement along with the pearly liquid leaking from his cute shizhi's desire, Moqi Baihui kissed the boy's temple and pretended that he'd really been waiting to hear the youth's opinion, rasping, ”Oh? It looks like you're very happy with us as we are, shizhi. We won't deprive you then, okay?”
Pressing his lips against Ning He's opposite temple, Moqi Lirong also chuckled. ”That's right, shizhi, what a good boy. All you have to do is lie there and we'll take care of you...”
This time, despite the fact that Moqi Lirong wasn't preventing Ning He from answering, the sole response the youth made was to breathe raggedly and direct his lust-filled, angry eyes at both of them as if to blame them in small part for seducing him and for pointing out his shameful lewdness, but mainly for pausing in their service. Inflamed by that reaction, the brothers momentarily had to shut their eyes in order to last and even strangled their aching lengths for good measure, but they soon resumed, more vigorous than ever due to the assurance that their shizhi had been won over.
Accordingly, on Moqi Baihui's side, he removed the hand that had been gripping Ning He's length and surreptitiously covered it in an aqueous medicine he'd selected from his spatial ring, then swirled his sticky fingers around the boy's rear, ambiguously moistening it. While boiling with anticipation, however, he didn't forget to distract the youth lest he be startled by the foreign touch—for this purpose, he turned his shizhi's palm-sized face for a lingering kiss, at last tasting that red tongue that had so fascinated him, and coiled their mouths tightly enough that the boy whimpered and could only focus on getting enough air.
As for Moqi Lirong, he'd been busy as well. The instant Ning He had tacitly submitted, he'd delightedly nibbled at the skin under the necklace that bound the boy to them before crawling down, trailing kiss marks across the flushed, creamy skin and mapping his hot tongue along each of the ribs that were delineated due to the boy's writhing waist.
Truly, his shizhi had such a finely carved frame, he could spend hours simply tracing every bone. It was a pity that he couldn't take his time to admire it right now, since he could tell that his twin was preparing to enter the boy. Thus, he continued further down to the youth's sex which had been freed from his brother's grasp, chuckling at the way it twitched when he nuzzled the glistening tip. His Ning He was so adorable everywhere, so pink and delicious-looking...
In this way, synced perfectly with each other, Moqi Baihui thrust his finger into the boy's rear just as Moqi Lirong surrounded his whole erection with his wet mouth, so that Chen Yu spasmed, his sensory receptors thrown into chaos by the combination of the pain from one twin's invasion and the pleasure of the other twin's heated sucking. Additionally, whatever Moqi Baihui was using as lubrication was extremely effective, he hardly had to wait to slip in one finger after another, until every slight rotation of his palm caused the boy to moan and shudder in bliss. Even as he sobbed at the dual stimulation, Chen Yu helplessly ground his hips, shivering at the rapid fluctuations between the mingling extremes of heaven and hell yet unable to stop himself from seeking more.
Before he could start to adjust to this intensity, however, with some unknown signal, the brothers apparently agreed to progress another step. Whereas so far the man had been provokingly rolling the tender tip of his member around in his mouth and keeping him on the verge of release, Moqi Lirong suddenly wrapped an expertly controlled tendril of lightning around his finger with which he then lightly pinched the wet shaft, causing an electric thrill to bolt up Chen Yu's spine and course through his every cell.