Venerable Demon King & The Doting Immortal (QT) novel Chapter 363

Chapter 363: NSFW

AN: Welp, I think I am beyond saving. Read this at your own risk :)

Han Xin’s mouth was insatiable, sucking and biting Xiang Yu’s lips, eliciting a moan that vibrated through their joined mouths. Xiang Yu’s hands clenched in Han Xin’s hair, holding him in place as their kiss deepened.

Han Xin’s groan echoed in the confined space as he lifted Xiang Yu off his feet, his strong arms cradling the other man’s body. Xiang Yu’s powerful legs wrapped around the man’s waist tightly the scene straight out of an erotic film.

With a swift motion, Han Xin carried Xiang Yu to the nearby bed, their bodies entwined as they fell onto the soft sheets. The room spun as they continued their sensual dance, kissing and touching, exploring each other with eager hands.

Xiang Yu hurriedly pulled off Han Xin’s t-shirt off, baring his chest to the cool air. Their lips met again, a passionate entanglement that left them breathless. Han Xin’s hands roamed over Xiang Yu’s body, mapping every inch of his sculpted form, while Xiang Yu’s fingers worked feverishly at Han Xin’s belt, desperate to free the straining cock beneath.

Suddenly, the roles reversed, and Han Xin found himself pinned beneath Xiang Yu’s powerful frame. He remembered this moment from their past encounter, the night when Xiang Yu had pressed him down. Han Xin opened his mouth to speak, but Xiang Yu silenced him with a finger on his lips, his eyes sparkling with mischief.

"Shh," Xiang Yu whispered, his breath hot against Han’s skin. "I promise I will make you feel good." His voice was like a siren’s song, luring Han Xin into a pleasurable abyss.

He felt a shiver run down his spine as the man’s fingers gently caressed his neck. The touch was light, sending tingles across his skin. Xiang Yu’s breath was warm against his ear, sending a tantalizing chill down his body.

Xiang Yu’s tongue darted out, tracing a path along his neck, sending a tangling sensation through every nerve ending. Han Xin’s eyes fluttered shut, his head tilting to the side, granting Xiang Yu better access. Xiang Yu’s tongue swirled and teased, leaving a trail of heat on Han Xin’s sensitive skin.

Han Xin’s fingers found their way into Xiang Yu’s silky hair, the strands soft against his palms. He gently urged Xiang Yu closer, encouraging him to deepen the kiss. Xiang Yu obliged, his mouth capturing Han Xin’s neck, sucking gently, leaving a mark of possession. Han Xin gasped, his fingers tightening in Xiang Yu’s hair, a pleasurable pain shooting through him.

Xiang Yu’s lips trailed down, leaving a path of kisses and soft bites along Han Xin’s collarbone. He paused at the hollow of his throat, sucking gently, causing Han Xin to arch his back and let out a soft moan. His hands roamed freely, exploring Han Xin’s muscular chest, his touch sending shivers of anticipation.