Chapter 147: NSFW 2

The muscles of Li Jun’s jaw worked with practiced ease, and his tongue... god, his tongue curled and pressed in ways that scattered Yu Wen’s brain like leaves in wind.

Yu Wen’s grip tightened further as his hips stuttered. The pressure building at the base of his spine became unbearable. It was like a rising tide with nowhere to go except through. The heat pooling in his belly spasmed. His thighs clenched on either side of Li Jun’s head.

"Ah ah fuck...," he moaned, his voice sounding like a cry of plea. The gasp of Li Jun’s name still stuck in his throat, his body seized. His hips jerked upward. Once, twice, before the tension coiling at the base of his spine snapped.

Heat pooled in his senses, and his vision blanked to white, then grey, then nothing at all except the wet, pulsing pressure of Li Jun’s mouth still working him through it. A sound tore from Yu Wen’s throat, something ragged and raw that he would have been embarrassed by if he had had the presence of mind to recognize his own voice.

Li Jun did not pull away. His lips stayed sealed, his throat working in steady swallows until Yu Wen’s hips stopped their helpless thrusts and his grip on Li Jun’s hair loosened from desperate to gentle.

Only then did Li Jun ease back, letting Yu Wen slip from his mouth with an obscene, glistening sound that seemed to echo in the quiet tent.

Sweat cooling at his temples, Yu Wen’s chest heaved. His hands that were still tangled in Li Jun’s soft hair trembled faintly. The man gazed at him through his tear-spiked lashes.

The streaks on his cheeks had dried to faint silver trails. His lips were red and swollen. As Yu Wen stared at him, Li Jun’s tongue darted out. Slowly and deliberately, Li Jun swept his tongue across his bottom lip, catching every last trace as if it were a precious elixir.

He swallowed again, the movement of his throat languid, and smiled. It was a crooked, infuriating, and devastating smile that made Yu Wen’s heart stutter. The guilt of having shot his cum into Li Jun’s mouth wiped away the blissful look in his eyes.

He shouldn’t have done that. He should have been able to restrain himself. But he found it difficult when it came to Li Jun. He seemed to lose control easily.

He had held Li Jun’s head in place and taken what he needed without thought, without care, and now Li Jun was kneeling before him with tear tracks on his cheeks and the evidence of Yu Wen’s misdeeds still shining on his lips.

"I—" Yu Wen started, but the words wouldn’t come. What could he possibly say? Sorry, babe, I couldn’t help myself? Now that he thought about it, it didn’t sound so bad. As long as he looked sad enough, Li Jun would understand, right?

Li Jun didn’t let him finish. He pushed himself upward, his knees pressing into the rug, and before Yu Wen could take a breath, Li Jun’s mouth was on his. The kiss was filled with urgency.

Li Jun’s lips parted, and his tongue slid against Yu Wen’s. The taste of him on Li Jun’s tongue made him tremble in excitement so much so that he let out a muffled groan. His hands moved on Instinct, sliding around Li Jun’s waist, pulling him up and forward until Li Jun was no longer kneeling but climbing into his lap, thighs bracketing Yu Wen’s hips, his weight settling warm and solid against him.

Li Jun kissed him deeper. His fingers traced the line of Yu Wen’s jaw, tilting his head for better access, and Yu Wen let himself be controlled, let himself be tasted. The guilt was still there, but it was being crowded out by something fiercer. Possessiveness surged through him, hot and primal, as he tasted himself on Li Jun’s tongue.

His own scent. His own mark. It was like leaving his scent all over Li Jun. The thought satisfied something hollow and hungry in his chest.

Yu Wen’s arms tightened. One hand splayed across the small of Li Jun’s back, pressing their bodies closer, while the other cupped the back of Li Jun’s neck. He deepened the kiss until Li Jun made a small, breathless sound against his mouth.

When they finally parted, both of them were breathing hard. A thin strand of moisture connected their lips for a heartbeat before Li Jun’s tongue swept it away.

"Let me help you," Yu Wen whispered into Li Jun’s ear. The words came out rougher than he intended.

Li Jun’s glassy dark eyes flickered with amusement. "They are waiting for you. I can take care of it by myself," he said before biting his lower lip seductively.

The reminder landed like cold water dousing the flames of lust to smoke. He knew he should go, but he didn’t want to leave his man like this. "I don’t care." The words surprised even him. "They can wait."

Li Jun’s expression flickered with surprise, then something softer, something that made Yu Wen’s chest ache. But it was gone before he could name it, replaced by that familiar sly smile. Li Jun caught Yu Wen’s lower lip between his teeth, bit down just hard enough to sting before letting go.

His hand found Yu Wen’s wrist and guided his hand downward. When Yu Wen’s fingers brushed against the bulge pressing against his pants, he gasped, his moist lips parted. Yu Wen’s fingers curled instinctively, and Li Jun’s eyes fluttered, his hips rolling forward in a tiny, involuntary motion.

"I want to use my mouth too," Yu Wen said, seeming dissatisfied.

Li Jun let out a soft and breathless laugh. He shook his head, his tousled hair falling across his forehead. "Next time... I promise," he whispered in Li Jun’s ear before gently biting his earlobe. His grip on the man’s wrist tightened as he said, "Now touch me."

Yu Wen wanted to argue about it. The image of Li Jun’s legs spread apart and him on his knees watching Li Jun’s composure crack the way his own had made him hot all over again. He wanted to, but he still did as Li Jun said. His fingers slipped into his sweatpants, and Li Jun trembled in his arms.