Obsessed with a High-Ranking Esper (BL)-Chapter 188: NSFW 3

The heat was insane. The wet, silken tightness was fucking mind-blowing. Jian Ci took him deeper, his nose pressing into Yu Xi’s lower belly, his throat relaxing and constricting in a rhythm that had Yu Xi seeing stars.

"Oh god... Ci..." Yu Xi babbled, his fingers pressing down on Jian Ci’s head, not pushing, just feeling, anchoring himself in the unbelievable reality of that hot, willing mouth. Jian Ci looked up, his violet eyes watering, and began to move. He pulled back until only the tip remained between his lips, then sank down again, his tongue swirling around the shaft on the way down.

It was too good. Yu Xi’s hips gave a tiny, involuntary jerk. Jian Ci’s eyes fluttered closed, a muffled sound of encouragement vibrating around Yu Xi’s cock. That was all the invitation Yu Xi needed. The last shred of his control snapped.

He pressed down harder on Jian Ci’s head, his other hand scrabbling against the wall for purchase. "You feel... so fucking good," he gritted out, his voice rough with lust. "That mouth... ah fuck..."

He thrust forward, gently at first, then deeper, setting a rhythm. Jian Ci took it all, his own hands coming up to clutch at Yu Xi’s thighs, his throat opening for every push. The wet, sloppy sounds filled the room, mingling with Yu Xi’s ragged groans and Jian Ci’s choked gags. Tears welled in the corners of Jian Ci’s eyes, streaking down his flushed cheeks, but he didn’t pull away. He looked utterly blissful, consumed by the act of pleasing.

Yu Xi could feel the pressure coiling tight in his gut, a knot of pure heat ready to burst. "I am gonna come," he warned, his thrusts becoming frantic, less controlled. "I am gonna fucking come in your mouth, gege. You gonna take it? Are you gonna swallow it all for me?"

A desperate, eager moan was his answer. Jian Ci’s eyes, glossy and tear-streaked, met his, and he nodded as best he could with his mouth full.

That was it. Yu Xi’s vision whited out. With a final, deep thrust that buried his cock to the hilt in that wet, sucking heat, he came. Pleasure detonated through him, violent and absolute, pumping out of him in thick, hot pulses directly down Jian Ci’s throat. He held Jian Ci there, shuddering, as he emptied himself completely.

When the last tremor passed, he sagged against the wall, spent. Jian Ci pulled off slowly, lips red and swollen, a glossy trail of spit and cum staining his chin. He looked utterly wrecked and utterly beautiful.

Yu Xi’s breathing was still erratic as he leaned down, his own body humming with satisfaction. He looked at the mess he had made, at the tears on Jian Ci’s face, and a fierce, possessive pride swelled in his chest. He reached out, his thumb gently stroking Jian Ci’s lower lip, wiping away a stray drop.

He leaned in closer, until their breaths mingled. "You did so good," Yu Xi murmured, his voice husky. Then he kissed him. It was soft, a stark contrast to the frenzy of moments before, a tender reclamation. He could taste himself on Jian Ci’s lips, salty and intimate.

Jian Ci’s response was a shiver, then a radiant, dazed smile that lit up his whole face. He looked up at Yu Xi, the violent violet threads now calmed, simply shimmering around the gold, and he looked... happy. So profoundly, simply happy, as if he had been given the world’s sweetest candy.

Jian Ci got up and wrapped his hands around him, lifting him as if Yu Xi weighed nothing. Yu Xi gasped, the sudden movement stealing his breath, and then his back hit the soft give of the bed.

Jian Ci didn’t speak. His eyes, dark and hungry, said everything. He crashed his mouth down on Yu Xi’s.

It started tender, a soft, searching press. Yu Xi’s lips parted on a sigh and the kiss deepened, turning hot and wet and messy. Jian Ci’s tongue swept into his mouth, claiming it, and Yu Xi moaned, the sound swallowed whole.

Jian Ci broke from his lips with a wet sound, his mouth trailing fire down the line of Yu Xi’s jaw, to the frantic pulse in his throat. He kissed there, open-mouthed and hot, then sucked hard. Yu Xi cried out, his fingers flying into Jian Ci’s dark hair, gripping. The sensation was a lightning bolt to his gut, his cock twitching painfully.

"Fuck, Ci—"

Jian Ci just growled, a low, rough vibration against Yu Xi’s skin. He was savouring him, licking and biting a path down to his collarbone, his teeth scraping lightly before his tongue soothed the spot. Yu Xi felt devoured, consumed, his head thrown back, his neck offered up like a sacrifice. He was gasping, every breath a struggle as Jian Ci moved lower, his mouth finding the small, hard nub of Yu Xi’s nipple through the thin cotton of his shirt.

"Oh, god."

Jian Ci closed his lips over it, suckling hard, the fabric a maddening barrier. He teased it with the tip of his tongue, circling, flicking. The dual sensation of wet heat and rough cloth was too much. Pleasure, sharp and bright, shot straight to Yu Xi’s core, making his hips jerk off the bed.

"Mm?" Jian Ci hummed in satisfaction against his chest, his breath scorching. The way he took time with him it was as though he had been starving for ages.

The ministration in Jian Ci’s actions, the relentless assault on his senses, it broke something in Yu Xi. A surge of power, golden and fierce, coiled in his belly.

With a strength that surprised none of them, Yu Xi shoved. He flipped their positions, pinning Jian Ci beneath him on the wide bed. Jian Ci’s eyes flew wide, his expression one of shock that melted instantly into pure, unadulterated lust. His violet threads thrashed in the air, tangling wildly with Yu Xi’s gold.

Yu Xi smirked as he settled his weight over Jian Ci, grinding his clothed erection down against Jian Ci’s, a slow, deliberate roll of his hips.

Jian Ci’s mouth fell open on a silent groan, his head pressing back into the pillow. His hands came up to clutch at Yu Xi’s bare waist.

"My turn," Yu Xi whispered, his voice husky.

He bent, his lips finding the strong column of Jian Ci’s throat. He kissed a trail downwards, open-mouthed and slow, making sure to leave no mark that could be seen. He wanted Jian Ci to feel this for days, a secret heat under his skin. He mapped the hard planes of Jian Ci’s chest with his mouth, licking a peaked nipple, sucking it until Jian Ci’s back arched.