Obsessed with a High-Ranking Esper (BL)-Chapter 298: NSFW 4

He crashed his mouth down onto Yu Xi’s, kissing him fiercely. It was all tongue and teeth and claiming pressure. At the same moment, his other hand slid down Yu Xi’s stomach. His fingers slipped under the elastic hem of Yu Xi’s underwear, and then his big, warm hand was wrapping around Yu Xi’s hard, leaking cock.

Yu Xi moaned into Jian Ci’s mouth, the sound swallowed by the kiss. His hips jerked, fucking up into that perfect, tight grip. Jian Ci’s thumb found the slick head, smearing the precum around in slow, maddening circles. The sensation was electric and white-hot. Yu Xi felt like he’d been set on fire from the inside out.

Jian Ci began to stroke him, a firm, steady rhythm that matched the frantic dance of their tongues. His grip was perfect. It was not too tight, not too loose, just enough friction to make Yu Xi see stars. Yu Xi’s breathing became chaotic, harsh pants that echoed in the small space between their mouths.

Jian Ci broke the kiss to attack his neck, biting and sucking at the sensitive skin just below his ear. "Ah, fuck... Gege, don’t stop... just like that... fuck," Yu Xi babbled, his words slurring together.

Jian Ci bit down, a sharp, possessive claim, and Yu Xi gasped as every muscle in his body tensed. The coil in his gut was wound impossibly tight, ready to snap. "Ah, fuck, gege, I am... mm, shit!"

"Cum for me, Little Xi," Jian Ci growled against his throat, his hand moving faster, his thumb rubbing insistently over that sensitive spot just under the head.

Those words shattered the last of Yu Xi’s control. Pleasure ripped through him, violent and overwhelming. He cried out, a raw, broken sound as he came, thick streaks of cum shooting over Jian Ci’s fist and his own stomach. "Ah ah ah... mm fuck...! Gege!"

He spasmed through it, his bound hands clenching, his entire body shaking with the force of his release. Jian Ci kept stroking him, gently now, milking him through the last waves until Yu Xi was a boneless, trembling mess beneath him.

Jian Ci finally stilled his hand, a smile of deep, dark satisfaction curling his lips as he looked down at Yu Xi’s face. His eyes were glazed, his lips parted, his expression one of pure, fucked-out euphoria. It was a look Jian Ci had been itching to see, and it was even better than he had imagined.

Jian Ci’s hand, sleek with cum, slid downwards inside Yu Xi’s underwear his target obvious. His finger, wet and warm, found the tight furl of muscle between Yu Xi’s ass cheeks and smeared the sticky fluid over it.

Yu Xi shivered, his legs trembling slightly against Jian Ci’s hips. The air in the bedroom was thick, charged with the scent of sweat and sex and something sharper, something desperate.

Jian Ci leaned in, his lips brushing the shell of Yu Xi’s ear. His voice was a low, rough whisper that vibrated through Yu Xi’s whole body. "If you want me to stop, then tell me. Just one word."

Yu Xi’s head moved, a frantic little nod against the pillow, his eyes screwed shut. He didn’t say the word. He just arched his back, pushing himself against that slick, circling finger.

Jian Ci’s breath caught. He had seen this, done this, a thousand times in the fractured memories that haunted his mind. But this was in real time.

This was Yu Xi’s heat under his hands, Yu Xi’s sharp inhale as the tip of his finger pressed and then slipped inside. It was tight, so fucking tight, a hot, clutching pressure that made Jian Ci’s cock twitch against his pants.

Yu Xi kissed him. It wasn’t a gentle kiss. It was a messy, open-mouthed clash of lips and tongue, a silent plea for more. Jian Ci groaned into the kiss, his finger sliding deeper, feeling the incredible, velvety heat swallow him up to the knuckle. He pulled back slowly, then pushed in again, setting a slow, deliberate rhythm.

"Ah fuck, Little Xi," Jian Ci muttered against his mouth, the words half-lost in the wet slide of their kiss. "You feel so incredible."

He added a second finger, twisting them together, stretching that tight ring of muscle. Yu Xi groaned, the sound swallowed by Jian Ci’s mouth.

A single, perfect tear escaped the corner of Yu Xi’s eye, tracing a path down his temple into his hair. Jian Ci watched it, mesmerized. He had made that happen. His touch did that.

His fingers moved, crooking, searching inside that incredible heat. From his memories, he knew the right spot to tease.

He brushed against it, a slight, firm bump amidst all that soft, gripping flesh.

Yu Xi’s entire body went rigid. A broken, punched-out sound tore from his throat. His back arched off the bed, a beautiful, strained curve. "Ci-ge!"

The name, gasped like that, did something to Jian Ci. It wasn’t just arousal. It was a lightning strike to his heart, a surge of possessive, dizzying heat that rushed straight to his cock. He wanted to hear it again. He needed to see more.

He did it again, dragging his fingertips over that same spot, applying a firm, relentless pressure.

Yu Xi shattered. His hips bucked, fucking himself on Jian Ci’s fingers. "Again, fuck, please, gege, right there, don’t stop—"

Jian Ci chuckled, the sound dark and thick with want. He kept his fingers moving, fucking Yu Xi with them, scissoring them open, rubbing that sweet spot until Yu Xi was a writhing, begging mess beneath him. Tears were streaming freely now, mingling with the sweat on his skin.

"Fuck me," Yu Xi begged, his voice raw. "Please, I need it, I need you to fuck me... gege, please—"

Jian Ci slowed his fingers, drawing a ragged whimper from Yu Xi. He leaned close, his lips brushing Yu Xi’s damp cheek. "Little Xi, I would love to. But I don’t have the tools."

It was a lie. A filthy, transparent lie. He knew where the things were. In the fog of his returning memories, he knew about the secret compartment in the bedside pedestal.

Knew about the lube, the condoms. He just wanted to hear Yu Xi say it. Wanted to see how far this desperate, beautiful man would go.

Yu Xi’s eyes, glazed and desperate, flicked to the wooden pedestal. He didn’t hesitate. He pointed, his hand shaking. "In there."

Jian Ci smiled, a slow, predatory curl of his lips. He pulled his fingers free, making Yu Xi gasp at the sudden emptiness, and reached over.