The Mad King's Heir

Chapter 146: NSFW

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The mood was set; the lighting was dim enough. It was the perfect setting to fulfil one’s desires. Yu Wen was sitting on the bed, his legs spread apart. As for Li Jun. Well, he was on his knees looking up at Yu Wen with a gaze so seductive it stole his breath away.

Li Jun had shoved him on the bed, and in licentious motion, he slid down, his hands resting on Yu Wen’s thighs. Yu Wen’s throat felt dry. He swallowed, his entire body buzzing with eagerness.

Li Jun nuzzled Yu Wen’s crotch with a seductive smirk on his lips. A shiver ran up Yu Wen’s spine. His fingers brushed against Li Jun’s chin, his thumb rubbing those soft lips. Li Jun bit his thumb and Yu Wen’s breath caught. This version of Li Jun was so entrancing he couldn’t get enough.

The man’s hand slid inches closer to his hardness that was threatening to burst his pants at the seams. His warm palms stroked the hard cock, and Yu Wen groaned in pleasure. Li Jun whispered, "Do you want more?" in a teasing tone.

Yu Wen’s Adam’s apple bobbed, and he nodded. Just as Li Jun pulled down his zipper, his phone buzzed. He ignored it, his entire focus on Li Jun’s hand pulling out his cock. Just his touch alone made his breath stall.

Li Jun wrapped his hand around that thick veiny hardness and licked the tip, licking off the pre-cum. Yu Wen ran his fingers in Li Jun’s hair, staring at those moist pink slips teasing the head of his cock, but he couldn’t focus solely on that. That’s because his phone was buzzing incessantly.

Li Jun seemed to notice his distraction, so he asked, "Do you want to get that?"

Yu Wen didn’t want to. He wanted him to continue with what they were doing, but whoever was messaging him was even more determined to spoil his fun. "Baby... continue," he whispered.

Li Jun replied, "How bold," before licking up the man’s shaft. Yu Wen was driven insane by this man’s teasing. The phone, which had quieted down for a bit, started to ring. He wanted to ignore it, but it was affecting the mood.

Yu Wen picked up his phone intending to reject the call, but before his fingers could slide the red button, Li Jun grabbed his hand and said, "Answer it." That mischievous smile on the man’s face said it all.

Li Jun’s eyes shone with an unsettling glint. He maintained eye contact as he slowly took the head into his mouth. Yu Wen’s jaw slackened. His vision narrowed to the obscene artistry of Li Jun’s lips stretching around him, the slide downward, the pause when he had taken half of him and breathed through his nose.

"Ah-Jun—"

"It might be important." Li Jun’s smile widened. "Be good, General, and answer the phone."

The command, issued from a kneeling position, should have been absurd, but it wasn’t. His arm felt like it belonged to someone else as he reached for the device, swiped the screen, and brought it to his ear.

"Is it urgent?" He asked, his voice sharp. Almost too sharp.

"General!" Alex’s voice came through the phone, breathless and urgent. "Sir, the imperial general brought over his commanding officers. He said he has something very important to discuss with you. He said he wants to see you now. Like, now now."

Li Jun’s mouth found him again. Yu Wen’s vision turned white for half a second. He clamped his jaw shut so hard his teeth ached.

"Stall them," he gritted out with great restraint.

"Sir? Are you alright? You sound—"

"Stall. Them." Each word was a separate battle. That’s because Li Jun had taken him deep again, impossibly deep, and his throat was working around Yu Wen in rhythmic swallows that sent lightning strikes down the backs of his thighs. Tears gathered at the corners of Li Jun’s beautiful eyes from effort or emotion or sheer stubbornness; Yu Wen couldn’t tell.

"I—yes, sir. How long should I—"

Yu Wen’s thumb found the end call button. He didn’t remember deciding to press it. He only knew the phone fell on the bed, and both his hands were now in Li Jun’s hair, cradling and holding him. Li Jun did exactly as he pleased, and Yu Wen was merely along for the devastation.

"Don’t ah... don’t stop," Yu Wen heard himself say. The words came out wrecked, so much so that he could barely recognize his own voice. "Babe... Don’t stop."

Li Jun’s response was to increase his pace. His head bobbed with so much enthusiasm. His cheeks were hollow, taking him all in, and his hand was braced on Yu Wen’s thigh, his other hand wrapped around the base where his mouth couldn’t reach.

The wet heat and firm grip drove Yu Wen insane. The dual sensation shot him straight to seventh heaven. Something beastly built up at the pit of his stomach, threatening to burst forth.

Tears trickled down Li Jun’s flushed cheeks, leaving a trail of silver lines, but the man’s expression remained serene and fierce with a hint of triumph, like he had conquered him already.

At a distance, a soldier coughed and footsteps passed. The world outside continued as normal, but inside the tent, Yu Wen was fracturing. It felt so intensely good that he was about to call Li Jun husband.

"Mm fuck," he cried out, his hips rolling against Li Jun’s rhythm, and Li Jun let him. In fact, he was inviting. He let out a soft, encouraging sound that sent tremors through Yu Wen’s already trembling body.

With a seductive groan, Yu Wen leaned his head back, sweat trickling down his collarbone. A tightness spread from his abdomen to his grip on Li Jun’s hair. The pressure building at the base of his spine intensified, and he could no longer hold on.

"Baby, I am close," he warned, his words dragged out, coarse and jagged.

The man met his gaze and in them was an answer he hadn’t asked for. He was going to pull out, but Li Jun’s eyes told him if he did, he would be a dead man.

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