Obsessed with a High-Ranking Esper (BL)-Chapter 261: NSFW 2

It was slick and warm, a deliberate, searching glide that made Jian Ci’s entire body tighten. A low, ragged moan vibrated from Yu Xi’s throat straight into Jian Ci’s mouth, and the sound went through Jian Ci like a live wire.

Enthusiasm exploded into pure, single-minded need. Jian Ci’s hands came up, one tangling in the soft hair at the nape of Yu Xi’s neck, the other splaying across his back, and he pushed. They stumbled, a tangle of limbs, until Yu Xi’s back met the plush carpet.

Jian Ci followed him down, his body a heavy, welcome weight, and kissed him harder. Their hot breaths mingled, became one panting, shared rhythm. There was no music anymore, just the slick, wet sounds of their mouths moving together, the sharp inhales through noses, the muffled groans.

Yu Xi’s fingers slid into Jian Ci’s hair, gripping, pulling him closer. The slight sting on his scalp sent another jolt straight to Jian Ci’s cock, which was already hard and aching against the seam of his pants.

He kissed Yu Xi like a man dying of thirst finally finding an oasis, desperate, deep, drinking him in. He licked into the hot cavern of Yu Xi’s mouth, mapping the ridge of his teeth, the smooth inside of his cheek, chasing that addictive sweetness. He sucked on Yu Xi’s tongue, and the answering moan was louder, broken.

Jian Ci’s hot breath sprayed across Yu Xi’s flushed face with every exhale. His own moans were loud, unfiltered, a raw soundtrack to his greed. "Fuck, Little Xi," he breathed against his lips, the words getting lost in the kiss.

He ground his hips down, a slow, relentless roll, letting Yu Xi feel the hard, thick line of his erection. The friction, even through layers of fabric, was maddening. He wanted to feel skin. He wanted to feel everything.

When they finally broke apart, it was with a wet, obscene sound. A long, silver thread of saliva stretched between their swollen, reddened lips, glistening in the low light, before it snapped and fell onto Yu Xi’s chin. Jian Ci stared at it, his chest heaving. He lifted a trembling thumb and rubbed it slowly, deliberately, across Yu Xi’s slick lower lip, smearing the wetness.

His voice was a wrecked whisper. "You taste so sweet."

His gaze trailed up from that abused mouth, over the high cheekbones flushed with heat, to the dark, hazy eyes watching him. He was memorizing it. The blown pupils, the slight part of his lips, the way a bead of sweat traced a path down his temple. He wanted to brand this image, this feeling, into his soul. 𝗳𝚛𝗲𝕖𝚠𝚎𝚋𝗻𝗼𝕧𝗲𝐥.𝚌𝚘𝐦

Yu Xi’s chest rose and fell rapidly. A slow, breathless chuckle escaped him. His voice was rough with desire. "You too..." he said, his eyes glinting with something wicked, something knowing. "...all four of you."

Jian Ci, "..."

***

Jian Ci woke up with a groan, his head pounding like a drum. He lay sprawled on the bed, staring at the ceiling, the pain beyond measure. Last night they had gone far too overboard with the drinking.

He forced himself upright, clutching his temples as the throbbing sharpened into something like knives stabbing into his brain. His gaze drifted to the space beside him. It was empty and long cold. He frowned. How they had even gotten into bed was a blur.

The last thing he remembered was Yu Xi’s seductive ans beautiful dance, his body heating up, his mind fogged with wine and desire. And then... And then the kiss.

The memory hit him like a slap. Jian Ci swore under his breath, panic surging through him as he scrambled to his feet. At first, he had thought Yu Xi had simply woken up early. But if Yu Xi remembered what happened last night and left in anger... what then?

Jian Ci rushed downstairs, his heart hammering. The lounge was empty. The dining area, silent. The kitchen was untouched. He checked the bathroom doors but they were open. The balcony was empty and so was the training room.

Yu Xi was gone.

Jian Ci’s hands trembled as he swiped his communicator, panic clawing at his chest. He was reckless last night, far too reckless. He should have confessed properly, should have spoken his feelings aloud. But he hadn’t. His drunk self had just had to take a bite, unable to resist.

He tapped Yu Xi’s contact and called. The line rang, but there was no answer.

"Shit," Jian Ci muttered, his voice raw. He called again his desperation rising but there was no answer.

The silence on the other end was deafening, and Jian Ci felt his stomach twist. He had crossed a line, and now Yu Xi was gone. The weight of it pressed down on him, heavier than the hangover, heavier than the pounding in his skull. And for the first time in a long while, Jian Ci felt truly afraid.

His imagination began to run wild, every scenario darker than the last. He had to find Yu Xi otherwise he would lose his mind. He bolted upstairs, brushing his teeth frantically, splashing water on his face, scrubbing away the sweat, and changing into whatever clothes his hands touched first.

The outfit was mismatched and sloppy so unlike him but he didn’t care. He thundered back down the stairs, heart pounding, heading straight for the elevator. Just as his hand lifted to tap the panel, the doors slid open.

Yu Xi stood inside. Jian Ci froze, startled, and Yu Xi’s eyes widened in equal surprise. He took in Jian Ci’s disheveled state, the mismatched clothes, the sweat glistening on his forehead, the wild look in his eyes.

"What happened?" Yu Xi asked, setting down the bags he carried. Without hesitation, he reached forward, cupping Jian Ci’s face, tilting it to examine him closely.

Jian Ci’s breath came heavy, adrenaline ebbing away, leaving him raw.

"Are you not feeling well?" Yu Xi pressed, concern etched across his features.

"You... you left," Jian Ci managed, his voice hoarse.

Yu Xi blinked, then softened. "I went to get us something for the hangover. I am really not good at cooking, so I thought I would get it myself... and some fresh air... Are you good though?" He let Jian Ci’s face go, his tone gentle.

"Yeah... yeah," Jian Ci said, but the words lacked conviction.

Yu Xi slipped off his shoes, changing into slippers. "Are you really sure?"

"You didn’t pick up," Jian Ci muttered, his voice tight.

"I was talking to my grandfather," Yu Xi explained calmly. "He wants me to meet up with someone this evening."

AN: There will be an early release Chapter after an hour. Happy reading!