T/W: more smut cause LiangLin is just...
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By the time the sun rose from behind the horizon, lighting up the ever hanging curtains of mist and warming up the frosty upper deck, XueYa regretted his own stubbornness.
LiangLin had worked him at such a leisurely pace, he had become numb after a few hours. With the snake god turning him again and again into different positions just to stab him with the intention to paralyze him, XueYa felt like he had just wrestled a mythical beast with his bare hands - and bottom, too.
With a pained and hoarse groan, XueYa blinked his eye open. Right now, he couldn't feel anything from his waist down, not because LiangLin had been too rough. Hell, he had been gentle compared to their first attempt at sending XueYa to the nether.
But the snake god had been adamant in bending him into different positions, to the point he felt like his bones broke before rearranging themselves within his body.