Venerable Demon King & The Doting Immortal (QT) novel Chapter 229

Chapter 229: A side of NSFW

Last night

As he lay in bed, Han Xin’s mind was tormented by yet another vivid dream. In the dream, he found himself completely enveloped in darkness all alone but not for long.

Xiang Yu suddenly appeared from the abyss. He slowly walked over and stood before him, his dark eyes gleaming with an unreadable intensity. Han Xin’s heart pounded as he tried to back away, but there was nowhere to escape.

As though sensing his retreat, Xiang Yu moved swiftly, pushing him against the wall with a force that startled him. Han Xin’s anger flared, his fists clenching as he struggled to restrain his anger. But before he could react, soft lips pressed against his, silencing his protests.

The kiss was like a jolt of electricity, shocking Han Xin’s senses. He tried to pull away, his pride and anger demanding he resist, but his body had other ideas. His hands, seemingly acting on their own, slid around Xiang Yu’s slender waist, pulling him closer. The kiss deepened, and Han Xin found himself lost in a whirlwind of desire. He could taste the sweetness of Xiang Yu’s mouth, a flavour that ignited a fire within him.

Xiang Yu’s hands roamed freely, their touch sending shivers down Han Xin’s spine. They moved with purpose his fingers sliding into Han Xin’s pants. Han Xin’s breath hitched, his body betraying his mind’s resistance. He tried to protest, to regain control, but his words were lost in the heat of the moment. "Not here," he managed to whisper in the dream, his voice hoarse with desire.

Xiang Yu’s eyes sparkled with mischief as he leaned in close, his breath warm against Han Xin’s cheek. "No one will see," he promised, his voice a low purr. Han Xin’s heart raced as he felt a strong hand wrap around his throbbing cock, stroking him with a slow, deliberate rhythm. He couldn’t help but arch into the touch, his body craving more.

"Do you like that... general?" Xiang Yu’s hot breath caressed his ear, sending shivers down Han Xin’s spine. He was powerless to resist, his body surrendering to the pleasure. "Uh-huh," he murmured, his voice barely audible. "Don’t stop." He ran his fingers through Xiang Yu’s silky hair, pulling him closer and encouraging the intimate touch.

Xiang Yu’s strokes became more urgent, his hand moving faster as he brought Han Xin closer to the edge. Han Xin’s body trembled, his breath coming in short gasps. He could feel his orgasm building, an intense pressure coiling in his groin. With a final, powerful thrust of his hips, he came, his cum spilling out onto Xiang Yu’s hand.

Han Xin’s body shook with the force of his release, his vision blurred with pleasure. He panted, trying to regain his composure, as Xiang Yu slowly withdrew his hand, his eyes sparkling with satisfaction. Han Xin watched, transfixed, as Xiang Yu brought his cum-covered fingers to his mouth, licking them clean with a slow, deliberate motion. The sight was almost too much to bear, and Han Xin felt a renewed surge of desire.

In a blur of movement, Han Xin captured Xiang Yu’s lips, kissing him fiercely. He tasted himself on Xiang Yu’s tongue, and the realization only fueled his passion. The dream was so real, so intense, that when Han Xin woke up, he found himself in a cold sweat, his heart racing. His underwear was soaked, and his cock was hard and throbbing as if it had been injected with chicken blood.