Obsessed with a High-Ranking Esper (BL)-Chapter 214: NSFW 1
Finally, Yu Xi stepped back, chest heaving. The baton powered down with a dying whine. Lord Leung slumped forward, limp, his head lolling to the side. For a moment, it looked like he was dead.
But the health monitor embedded in the chair blinked green. He was very much alive and kicking.
Jian Rui, still wiping blood from his knuckles, looked over at Stannis. Stannis, who had been quietly checking his own hands for injury, met his gaze.
"Let’s go," Jian Rui said, voice low. "You can help me treat my wounds."
Stannis nodded. "Okay."
Jian Rui stood, rolling his shoulders. "Let me know if he says anything new."
"Sure," Jian Wei and Yu Xi said in unison.
As the two left, Jian Wei leaned against the table, watching them disappear down the hall. He glanced at Yu Xi and said, "I wonder how Rui-ge gets along with Stannis. Their personalities are polar opposites."
Yu Xi, now reaching for the injector Jian Wei had prepped to wake Lord Leung, replied without thinking, "It’s because they are fucking."
As soon as he said that he regretted it. Silence ensued. He froze, the injector hovering mid-air.
Jian Wei choked on his own saliva, coughing so hard his face turned red. He slapped his chest, gasping. "What?!"
Yu Xi blinked. "Are you okay?"
Jian Wei waved his hands, still coughing. "Who the fuck said they are fucking?!"
Yu Xi looked away, suddenly feeling very stupid. He had seen it a long time ago. He just never said anything because he thought Jian Wei knew.
Jian Wei stared at him, stunned. "Why would you even say that?!"
Yu Xi winced. "Never mind. Don’t take me seriously."
"Don’t take you seriously?" Jian Wei rubbed his forehead like he was trying to erase the last thirty seconds. "Did he tell you that?"
"No."
"Then why—"
"Forget I said anything!" Yu Xi snapped, flustered.
Jian Wei groaned. "God. Why would you even say that?"
Yu Xi muttered under his breath, "Because it’s obvious."
Jian Wei looked like he was about to combust. He looked like his brain was malfunctioning. "I am to smoke, don’t let this fucker die," he said and walked out looking utterly distraught.
*** 𝘧𝓇ℯ𝑒𝓌𝑒𝑏𝓃𝘰𝘷𝘦𝘭.𝒸ℴ𝓂
Meanwhile, the older brother who couldn’t possibly be fucking Stannis in Jian Wei’s mind was indeed fucking Stannis... or was it the other way around.
"Are you sure you want to do it here?"
Stannis’s voice was a low, rough scrape against the shell of Jian Rui’s ear, the words hot and damp. His hands, large and demanding, were already under the hem of Jian Rui’s shirt, fingers splayed against the bare skin of his lower back. The cool tile of the bathroom wall pressed through the thin fabric of Jian Rui’s own shirt, a stark contrast to the furnace heat of the man pinning him there.
Jian Rui’s answer was a breathless snarl against Stannis’s mouth. "Shut up and fuck me."
He didn’t need to be told twice.
The kiss that followed was fierce and intense. Stannis’s mouth crashed back onto his, a collision of hunger and intent that stole the air from Jian Rui’s lungs. His tongue pushed past Jian Rui’s lips, not asking, just taking, and Jian Rui gave it all back, his own tongue meeting the invasion with a fierce, welcoming slide.
Stannis’s hands moved from Jian Rui’s back to his thighs, gripping hard. In one fluid, effortless motion, he lifted him. Jian Rui’s legs wrapped around Stannis’s waist on instinct, his back finding the wall again, the new angle pressing their bodies together from chest to hip. The strength in Stannis was a palpable, humming thing. They were both espers, tall and muscular but Jian Rui was nothing to him.
Stannis held him there, pinned, as their mouths continued their brutal dance. Jian Rui’s fingers tangled in the short, dark hair at the nape of Stannis’s neck, holding on, pulling him closer.
He could feel the hard ridge of Stannis’s cock, already straining against his trousers, pressing insistently against his own through the layers of fabric. The friction was maddening, not enough, never enough. He rocked his hips, grinding down, seeking more.
A rough sound tore from Stannis’s throat, swallowed by the kiss. He shifted his grip, one arm a band of iron under Jian Rui’s thighs, the other hand finally yanking the shirt up and over his head.
It was discarded, a whisper of fabric hitting the floor. Stannis’s mouth left his, trailing a searing path down his jaw, his throat, his collarbone. His teeth scraped over a nipple, and Jian Rui gasped, his head thumping back against the tile.
"Hurry up," Jian Rui demanded, his voice ragged.
Stannis ignored him, his mouth working its way back up, capturing Jian Rui’s lips again. This kiss was slower, deeper, a deliberate counterpoint to the frantic energy coiling in their lower bodies. Stannis licked into his mouth, a slow, thorough exploration that made Jian Rui’s toes curl.
He could taste coffee and a hint of mint, and underneath it, something uniquely, infuriatingly Stannis. The sensual slide of tongue against tongue was its own kind of foreplay, a promise of what was to come. Jian Rui melted into it, for a moment just letting himself be kissed, be consumed.
But the need was too sharp. He broke the kiss, panting. "Now. I want it now."
Stannis’s eyes, dark and intense, held his.
With his free hand, he made a quick, almost negligent gesture. The complex fastenings of Jian Rui’s pants loosened and fell open. Another flick of his wrist, and his own did the same. There was no fumbling, no awkwardness. Just the cool air of the room and then the shocking, perfect heat of skin on skin as Stannis freed himself and positioned his cock at Jian Rui’s entrance.
There was no preparation, no gentle stretch. Stannis didn’t need it. A faint, shimmering aura, a telekinetic field, precise and controlled, eased the way, a slick, impossible lubricant born of his mind. It was a dizzying, intimate use of his power, and it made Jian Rui feel utterly possessed.
Then he pushed in. The fullness was immediate, breathtaking. Jian Rui cried out, a sharp, choked sound as Stannis sheathed himself to the hilt in one relentless, smooth thrust.







