89 6.13 (1/2)
Unfortunately, Chen Yu's body was still merely at the level of a Golden Core Formation cultivator, he had no hope of winning against these two immortal beasts who'd almost certainly reached the Heavenly Realm. And as expected, his struggles proved utterly useless. He didn't even succeed in freeing up either end of his body, since the instant he shifted, Moqi Lirong's rough hand swiftly gripped the nape of his neck to cram himself even further into his throat, and Moqi Baihui landed a mild strike on his hips to keep him still.
As if to hid the ulterior motive behind the scolding tap he'd given, the man then chided, ”Oh, shizhi, look at what a mess you've made,” as he tenderly swiped up the liquid that had spilled out across the boy's supple white cheeks due to his sudden movements. His pretense, however, was directly shattered by his blatantly fascinated tone, combined with his sordid fondling of the glistening red mark left by his palm. En, how would the youth look if his whole body covered with his brands...
Musing on this beautiful thought, Moqi Baihui stroked what he could of the liquid back toward Ning He's opening and slowly rubbed around the place where they were joined to confirm that every part was smeared with the medicine, while his gaze darkened from the red, slick insides that peeked out around his length.
In contrast with the man meticulously fixating on lubricating him, Chen Yu didn't care, since he was sure that it would hurt regardless. Naturally, his dislike of pain far outweighed his desire to test the limits of his body in this manner but, aware that he wasn't strong enough yet to physically retaliate against these perverts, he could only choke out unintelligible complaints instead.
And as was often the case with his lover, his enraged heat brought about a different kind of passion entirely, this time on part of the man occupying his front end; his indignant glare and the buzzing from his throat as he tried to speak, both of which were intended as protests, merely aroused the member in his mouth even more, the already thick object becoming so engorged that his eyes watered. Had this pervert misunderstood something?
Indeed, opposite to his wishes, the Moqi Lirong who'd been provoked by his shizhi had become impatient and believed that Ning He had as well. So, in order to signal his brother to hurry up, he rammed himself into the youth's small mouth forcefully enough that the boy's body was pushed back hard onto Moqi Baihui, wringing out a tortured groan from both of the twins.
A beat later, focusing his eyes which had briefly blurred from the pleasure, Moqi Baihui grasped the idea and didn't linger anymore, he carefully slipped one of his fingers alongside his length into Ning He's passage, popping through the tight ring with a lewd wet sound.
Since his message had obviously been received, Moqi Lirong smilingly patted Ning He's head to reassure him and pulled his hips away as if recalling that the boy had been trying to say something, timing it just right for the screams that had been stifled in Chen Yu's throat to burst out. Sympathetically gazing at the boy who was writhing toward him and away from his brother's reach, Moqi Lirong gently held him still, soothing him with affectionate kisses.
After all, his shizhi was so slender, he definitely required ample preparation to take both of them—even if the silly child wanted to rush things, they couldn't be reckless, they had to take care not to break him.
Thus, restrained in this way by the delusional man in front of him, Chen Yu could only quiver feverishly when the one behind slipped another finger into him. A moment later, his waist lost all strength to resist and his arms also became too shaky to hold his body up, he had no choice but to collapse onto the black twin's lap where he weakly whimpered, cursing for the two of them to never ejaculate again.
Chuckling hoarsely with no idea of the danger he was in, Moqi Lirong tenderly brushed the sweat-drenched tendrils of hair stuck to his Ning He's flushed face and asked, ”Hm? What is it, shizhi? Did you have something you wanted from your master?”
Angry yet unable to speak due to gasping too much, Chen Yu fiercely bit the fool's thigh to punish him. But he discovered from the excited twitching of the erection in front of his eyes that the pervert apparently liked the stinging pain and his teeth marks, the man even encouraged him to bite more by nudging his leg closer to Ning He's mouth. His deep eyes clearly shouted, ”How can my shizhi be so cute?! Come, this master will gladly suffer some pain for such a good boy!”
Such cooperation was wholly unwelcome, all right? Huffing, Chen Yu rolled his eyes and turned away, sighing tiredly. This world was going to be so difficult...
As if to demonstrate the troubles he'd have to endure, Moqi Baihui, who'd managed to fit in three of his fingers beside his member, was at last confident that the boy had been stretched enough, so he lay down on his back then turned the boy to face him without withdrawing anything. Although the man hadn't pushed further into him during his rotation, the obscene wet noises, combined with the temperature shift between the burning length and the icy liquid-covered fingers against his inner walls, made Chen Yu shiver and cling to Moqi Baihui for support, his taut channel clenching anxiously around the objects inside. The stuffed feeling was too intense, he couldn't even tell whether the abrupt movement had hurt or not. All he knew was that he really couldn't be plugged with anything more.