Waiting For You To Come Online – Chapter 32

Xie Yang had no time to admire the splendid fireworks. He was lying on the bed with his eyes closed, his eyelashes trembling slightly, cheeks flushed, and heart pounding.

Qi Xu gently bit his earlobe, his hot breath and heavy panting sending shivers down Xie Yang’s spine.

The slight sting left Xie Yang parched, his head spinning.

Xie Yang murmured, “There will be marks.”

Qi Xu paused briefly, then pressed harder, leaving a dark mark on his fair neck.

As Qi Xu moved to leave a second hick*y, Xie Yang flinched slightly.

Feeling the brief silence in the air, Xie Yang opened his eyes cautiously, looking up at the man above him.

Their eyes met, and Qi Xu’s heated gaze was fixed on his lips, eyes filled with overflowing desire and passion.

Frightened, Xie Yang quickly shut his eyes and pressed his lips together.

He could feel the intense signals emanating from Qi Xu.

So passionate, so unmistakable.

Qi Xu leaned in again, gripping his chin and forcing him to part his lips. The heated kiss followed.

The gentle kisses could no longer satisfy his des*re. What began as soft nibbles turned forceful, eager to tangle with Xie Yang’s tongue.

The room was silent, save for the occasional sound of kissing.

Outside, snowflakes swirled, while the bedroom was warm, and Xie Yang’s clothes were slowly being removed.

Warm hands traced his waistline, feeling the slenderness and delicate curve.

A shiver-inducing sensation swept over him, triggering waves of tremors. Xie Yang couldn’t help but want to escape.

Qi Xu seemed to read his mind, and with a gentle tug on his ankle, Xie Yang was pulled back in front of Qi Xu.

Warm fingers, now coated with a cool, w*t substance, made Xie Yang shudder.

Qi Xu kissed his lips, soothing his emotions gently.

Slowly, he added another finger.

Xie Yang bit his lip, as pleasure and shyness alternated, but sweet moans still escaped from between his lips.

Qi Xu affectionately brushed his nose against Xie Yang’s face, his Adam’s apple bobbing as he swallowed. He then asked softly, “Is this okay?”

Xie Yang’s face felt hot enough to steam.

Qi Xu was clearly seeking his consent, but his actions did not match his words.

On one hand, he wanted Xie Yang’s agreement, but on the other, he was stirring his emotions.

Xie Yang opened his mouth to speak, but when he looked into Qi Xu’s eyes, filled with tender affection, he was defeated in that instant.

Love means wanting to possess.

Xie Yang was no exception.

He wrapped his arms around Qi Xu’s shoulders, awkwardly kissing his lips.

Silence spoke louder than words.

Only a small nightlight was left on in the bedroom, casting a dim glow over their entwined shadows.

Xie Yang’s face turned pale, pain overwhelming his senses as he gripped the pillow tightly, his fingertips white.

Qi Xu’s gentle kisses fell on his cheeks, with sweat trickling down his jawline and dropping onto Xie Yang’s shoulder, as if burning him.

The alternating sensations of pain and pleasure unsettled Xie Yang. He clung to Qi Xu’s waist and softly urged, “Move a little.”

Qi Xu bit Xie Yang’s swollen earlobe, his long-restrained desires slowly crumbling.

He gripped Xie Yang’s leg, leaving deep, purplish marks.

A sudden downpour intensified, making the air grow humid.

Xie Yang whimpered softly in Qi Xu’s arms, almost begging for mercy.

Qi Xu gently wiped away his tears, looking at his flushed lips and tear-streaked face.

So beautiful.

So obedient.

Qi Xu kissed his forearm, leaving scattered red marks.

The emptiness was filled.

Qi Xu bit into a new small square item, discarding the old one.

Seeing Xie Yang almost drift off to sleep, he woke him up again.

“Mm…”

Xie Yang trembled, arching his back slightly.

His flat stomach tensed once more.