Villain Saving System (BL)-Chapter 603 - 9.73 Do I Taste Good? [M]
Something must be wrong with me, Zhao Bolin thought distantly as he laid on the bed, eyes misted over and lips parted to take in quick gasps of air.
Black dotted the corner of his eyes and his entire body felt so weak that he could not even move the tip of his fingers. "Ah...!" A faint cry escaped his lips when Lu Yizhou’s fingers nudged against the sensitive spot inside him and almost at the same time, it was followed by a sharp pain on his calf! He weakly tried to kick Lu Yizhou away to no avail. "Stop... Y–You... You’re going to kill me...!" he repeated that incoherent sentence again and again, his mind was numb with the explosion of pleasure and pain.
"I won’t..." A rough voice came from somewhere between his thighs, accompanied by the thrust of those wicked fingers which tore another scream out of Zhao Bolin’s throat. Lu Yizhou sucked another mark on his fair thigh and licked the blood on it. "So good..." he panted heavily. "You’re doing so good, sweetheart..."
Zhao Bolin had no idea how long they had been going at it. It might only be half an hour, but it could also be half a day. All he knew was that Lu Yizhou had lost control since the first bite. He was like a fierce beast who had tasted meat for the first time and thus bewitched to the point of no return. He could not stop eating Zhao Bolin’s flesh. Every single time, the burst of pain would be accompanied by toe-curling pleasure, hot and cold, until Zhao Bolin could no longer register what was going on with his body. He was akin to a small fragile boat stranded amidst two forces of different tornadoes, helpless to resist the savage onslaught of nature with no way out.
A droplet of tears slid from the corner of Zhao Bolin’s blurred eyes as his weak fingers grasped onto the sheet. Weak cries emanated from his red lips, and his whole person looked very pitiful and wretched.
If someone were to see them right now, they would definitely be terrified.
The clean bed sheet had been splattered with specks of crimson blood and on it laid a disheveled man. His sweaty skin was ladened with injuries that seemed to have come from the teeth of a wild animal. Blood oozed out uncontrollably before it was quickly licked and sucked by the zombie on top of him. And then when the aforementioned zombie pulled away, the wound would have already healed without a trace, returning to its smooth and beautiful luster.
If it was any other person, they would have either lost consciousness due to blood loss or the pain of their flesh being eaten. But Zhao Bolin truly felt like his brain was wired differently from other people. How could something like this... feel so... good?!
Every single bite Lu Yizhou took, every zap of pain that caused him to break out into sweats... all of them stimulated him so much that he could not even lose consciousness! His mind was strung in a state of excitement and caution, similar to how a drug addict had finally gotten their hands on the much needed powder.
There were a few times before that Lu Yizhou had taken a bite on the side of his neck, so close to his carotid artery. If the zombie had just bitten a little deeper, then Zhao Bolin’s major veins would have burst and killed him right in that instant! Alas, instead of dread, he only felt an unprecedented height of thrill and adrenaline surging through his entire body, and his extremely stiff male organ swelled even harder.
Zhao Bolin had lost count of how many times he had orgasmed. At first, his essence was still thick and creamy, due to his long state of sexual inactivity, but recently, it had become thinner and thinner to the point where he could even reach his peak without even releasing. And every single time, Zhao Bolin felt like he was going to die!
The fingers inside him, which had been teasing his prostate all this while, slowly pulled out without a warning. Zhao Bolin’s eyes flew wide and he let out a surprised gasp at the delicious drag of those naughty fingers. Without Lu Yizhou’s long and thick fingers inside, he could only clench his hole helplessly. The sudden emptiness was too much for him to bear. It made him feel as if Lu Yizhou was going to leave him on this bed, alone and aching. A broken sob escaped his throat, "L–Lu Yizhou...?"
A dark silhouette appeared on his blurred gaze and it took him a few blinks to register the man on top of him. Lu Yizhou’s complexion was ghastly pale with blue veins flaring along his skin, however his lips were so red that it drew Zhao Bolin’s attention in an instant.
"Shh, I am here," he crawled over and braced his arms beside Zhao Bolin’s head, sniffing his cheeks with a delirious look. "Sweetheart, I am always here..."
Dusk descended along the horizon, pouring golden lights through the gaps of the curtain. Zhao Bolin stared at the zombie on top of him and felt an overwhelming affection bursting out of his chest. Amidst the scent of musk and blood in the air, their heartbeat gradually beat as one.
The hot breath Lu Yizhou exhaled smelled thickly of blood and death, but Zhao Bolin did not care. With a burst of strength which came out of nowhere, he hugged Lu Yizhou to himself and scrambled to capture his lips. Due to his muddle-headedness, Zhao Bolin could only reach his chin and sharp jaws messily. He was so anxious that more tears came out of his eyes. Just then, a deep chuckle sounded from above and his chin was gently pinched. In the next second, Lu Yizhou’s lips crashed over him, his tongue sweeping across Zhao Bolin’s warm cavity in a domineering manner.
"Mmm!!" Almost as soon as their tongues intertwined with each other, hair-rising pleasure rose from the sole of Zhao Bolin’s feet to the tip of his hair and he parted his lips wider, eager to invite the man to plunder deeper. Oh God, he liked kissing... he really liked kissing Lu Yizhou so much...
He sucked greedily on Lu Yizhou’s bloody tongue and mumbled, "Do I taste good...?" His head was spinning and his entire body was covered by Lu Yizhou’s powerful presence without any patch of intact skin. When he asked that question, his golden eyes widened adorably, filled with anticipation, infatuation and desire.
"You..." Lu Yizhou almost choked on his saliva.
Professor Zhao might not be aware of what he did, but his glazed and intoxicated look, coupled with his lithe and accommodating body was steadily pushing Lu Yizhou to the brink of insanity. Lu Yizhou could not figure it out either. It was not like this was the first time he had had sex with his lover; he had been a beastman in rut, a sentinel with heightened senses, a power-drunk evil God, a man under the influence of drug, yet never before had he felt so out of control like now.
There was a... very powerful urge inside him, telling him to devour the person beneath him in the literal sense, to eat his flesh, drink his blood, swallow his bones, to gobble him up until nothing remained.
Until they were truly one in flesh and soul.
And the fact that Zhao Bolin was asking this kind of question did not help either. He could feel control slowly slipping out of his fingers, giving way to another primal and savage instinct of a zombie. Lu Yizhou let out a hoarse chuckle, but only God knew how much willpower he exerted not to gnaw on Zhao Bolin’s fair cheeks. Thick veins burst out along his biceps. He licked the tears from the corner of Zhao Bolin’s eyes and murmured in a teasing tone, "We have already gotten to this point, and you still don’t know the answer?"
Zhao Bolin’s lower lip jutted out. "But I want to hear you say it..."
"Oh, sweetheart..." Lu Yizhou sat up, propped one of Zhao Bolin’s legs on his shoulder and bit down on the fleshy part of his thigh. Blood trickled down his lips and his tongue darted out to lick it, unwilling to let even a single drop go to waste. He chuckled again. "Be patient. I will make sure you ’hear’ it loud and clear..."
