Obsessed with a High-Ranking Esper (BL)-Chapter 191: NSFW 6

The warmth of it splashed against his skin, the sight of Yu Xi coming untouched, fucking himself on his dick, was the most seductive thing Jian Ci had ever seen. The clenching around him was relentless, rhythmic pulses wringing him mercilessly.

It was too much. The coiled tension in Jian Ci’s gut snapped.

With a growl that was almost animal, he flipped them, pinning Yu Xi’s spent, trembling body into the mattress. He didn’t pull out.

His hands, which had been fists at his sides, shot out. He grabbed Yu Xi’s wrists, his grip iron-tight, and pinned them to the mattress on either side of Yu Xi’s head. The move was sudden, possessive, desperate. Yu Xi’s breath caught, not in fear, but in a sharp spike of heat. The raw display of strength, the complete lack of control, it was fucking terrifying and unbelievably hot.

Then Jian Ci kissed him, the kiss fierce. His mouth was hot and desperate, his tongue pushing past Yu Xi’s lips without asking. Yu Xi met him, tangling their tongues together in a wet, messy clash. The kiss was deep, hungry, all teeth and suction and shared, frantic breath. Jian Ci sucked on Yu Xi’s bottom lip, pulling it into his mouth, biting down just enough to make Yu Xi moan, before releasing it with a wet pop.

Before Yu Xi could even process the loss, Jian Ci was moving. He yanked Yu Xi’s hips up, his hands rough and sure, and before Yu Xi knew it, his legs were hooked over Jian Ci’s broad shoulders. The position was utterly exposed, vulnerable, and Yu Xi’s heart hammered against his ribs. He was still loose, still slick waiting for him to penetrate.

There was no pause, no gentle re-entry. Jian Ci lined himself up and pushed forward, that thick, veiny cock spearing into Yu Xi’s willing heat in one relentless thrust.

Yu Xi’s eyes flew wide. A sharp, punched-out groan tore from his throat. "Fuck!"

The stretch was immediate, overwhelming. Jian Ci was so big, and he filled Yu Xi so completely it stole the air from his lungs. And then, there was the angle. With Yu Xi’s legs up like that, every deep drive brushed directly over that perfect, secret spot inside him. A jolt of pure, white-hot pleasure shot up his spine.

"Right there," Yu Xi gasped, his head falling back. "Gege, fuck, that’s it..."

Making love while guiding him, while holding that psychic tether firm against the storm in Jian Ci’s mind, made every sensation a thousand times more intense. Yu Xi could feel Jian Ci’s fractured pleasure, his raw need, echoing back through their linked powers. It was a feedback loop of desire, golden and violet light flickering around their joined bodies.

Jian Ci lowered his torso, keeping Yu Xi’s legs pinned high and wide on his shoulders, and crushed their mouths together again. The kiss was sloppier now, interrupted by their harsh breaths. The sounds in the room were obscene, the wet slap of lips, the slick, rhythmic smack of Jian Ci’s hips driving into Yu Xi’s ass, the creak of the bedframe. Jian Ci thrust long and hard, his rhythm brutal and perfect. Each stroke dragged that glorious friction right over Yu Xi’s sweet spot, making his toes curl.

Jian Ci broke the kiss, his hot breath fanning over Yu Xi’s neck. He bit down, not gently, on the tendon where neck met shoulder. Yu Xi cried out, the sharp sting blooming into a deep, possessive throb. Jian Ci sucked hard, no doubt leaving a mark that would last for days, a bruise purpling against his skin like he wanted the whole world to know who Yu Xi belonged to in that moment.

His breathing grew erratic, his thrusts losing their punishing rhythm, turning chaotic, frantic. He was chasing it, chasing that peak, and Yu Xi held on, his own cock leaking between their sweat-slicked stomachs.

With three final, deep, punishing thrusts that shoved Yu Xi up the mattress, Jian Ci went rigid. A ragged, broken sound was torn from his chest, more animal than human. Yu Xi felt him pulse, hot and thick, into the condom. Jian Ci’s entire body shuddered, his breath a scorching gust against the damp skin of Yu Xi’s neck.

Then, as if all his strings had been cut, Jian Ci collapsed.

His full weight came down on Yu Xi, heavy and spent. The violet energy in the room sputtered and faded, leaving only the soft, fading glow of Yu Xi’s own power. The silence was broken only by their heaving breaths.

Yu Xi lay there, impaled, overwhelmed, wonderfully fucked-out. Slowly, he brought a hand up. He ran his fingers through Jian Ci’s damp hair, the touch gentle, affectionate. He turned his head and pressed a soft, lingering kiss to Jian Ci’s temple.

Jian Ci’s breath soon evened out against Yu Xi’s chest, a deep, exhausted sleep pulling him under.

Yu Xi stared at the ceiling, his own body humming with a pleasant exhaustion. ’I should get us cleaned up,’ he thought. Like always he would carry Jian Ci to the bathroom, clean him up before taking back to his room.

Suddenly the peace shattered.

A tremor went through Jian Ci’s body, a violent twitch that was more than physical. The air in the room thickened, crackling with his wild violet energy.

Yu Xi felt it before he saw anything, a psychic pressure building like a storm, chaotic and sharp. Jian Ci whimpered, a small, broken sound, and his back arched as a wave of pain visibly seized him. His mental power, which had only just been soothed, lashed out again, raw and uncontrolled.

"Jian Ci," Yu Xi breathed, rolling him gently onto his back. Jian Ci’s eyes were screwed shut, his face a mask of agony. The psychic feedback was a hot nail in Yu Xi’s own mind.

"Let me help you," Yu Xi said, his voice dropping, taking on the low, resonant tone of his gift. His own power erupted from him and wrapped around Jian Ci’s chaos like a luminous, warm containment field. "Jian Ci, let me in."

Jian Ci’s eyes fluttered open. They were glassy, unfocused, but they found Yu Xi’s face. He looked so fucking docile, so pliant, his expression almost pleading. But his body told a different story.

With a speed that stole Yu Xi’s breath, Jian Ci moved. It wasn’t a graceful motion. It was a surge of pure, desperate need. He pushed Yu Xi onto his stomach, his hands firm on Yu Xi’s hips, maneuvering him up onto his hands and knees before Yu Xi could even process the shift. The cool sheets were rough against Yu Xi’s flushed skin.