Chương 134: Chapter 130
Mewling in successive loss of strength in his body, Jin's parted lips quiver at another persistent pair of warm lips smoothly pressing against the side of his neck, giving his bounteous and stunning red marks an appreciative peck.
His shoulders wince at its tickling sensation, and the bulging monster squeezing between his pair of buns grew alarmingly in response to his softest moan.
Words fail him.
He had run parched.
He could not discern how many times his warm breath ravaged his throat from one of the numerous prior kissing and tongue-sipping sessions he had with the too-passionate and loving man.
Hiro's warm tongue and sucking lips journey up to the back of his ears, repeatedly planting small and supple kisses on his skin.
Jin tilts his head, giving the man access, "Hnghh." He will never know its end.
"Darling, you are far too lovely."
The man's heart-weakening disputes serenade his ears for the hundredth time, and his heart fell a thousand deeper from his grasp.
Hiro's lips curl into an inviting smile on the curving edge of his beloved's reddened ear.
His callous thumb lifts to touch and cover the tip of Jin's tiny and hardened buds. His softened copper-black eyes grin above the rare redness of his cheeks.
They were perking.
Jin suddenly feels out of breath. He crouches his body in hopes of fleeing from the flustering feeling of the man's expert fingers.
But Hiro thrust his hips and rubbed their wetness against each other, causing him to yelp and arch his back once again.
"My lovely Jin-ah."
In one soft flick of his large thumbs, the man pushed his throbbing buds up and pressed them down.
Hiro's warm breath rushes through inside his sensitive ear. "It keeps twitching."
Hiro was grunting in astonishment. His voice sounded strained and out of breath like his, and acknowledging that made him happy and concerned.
"It loves me too, Jin-ah."
Hiro's obsession was palpable.
And he gasps at his words. Will it not be just his lips that won't be spared for the n-night?
His lower belly feels weird. "Hngh~" W-What is it? He breathes.
It feels good.
The young fellow's grasp against the sleeves of the man's shoulders tightened, and his sensuous breathing was aberrant at the peculiar sensation of his lower hips.
Hiro hummed and lowered his head down with a whispering wish, "I want to know. . ."
It was merely impossible to get answers in his dreams.
Jin blinks at the dark and rough texture of the cavern walls shrouding above them, his mind clouded, still winding in bliss. "What is i-it?"
"How they taste like."
A startled and clipped cry fled his lips. His arid mouth but damp amethyst eyes shot wide at the sudden feel of his tongue lapping warmth to the base of his tout bud.
Jin's shivering fingers trail their way to the man's hair, his body shuddering as Hiro's pair of moist lips seal around his pressed bosom.
"Hiro—"
Hiro scooped his lips around his pinkness steadily and started sucking them dry.
Jin could feel the strain of his arched back and waist.
His fingers were clenching and pulling against the man's soft and poorly disheveled tendrils of hair.
But he took his guilt no to mind at the man's relentless eating as if something would come out of his chest from his fierce efforts.
Jin could no longer hear his surroundings.
Oh God. . .
His mind had further succumbed to the aching pleasure of Hiro's torturing sweet lips.
He shuts his eyes, trembling at the loud sound of Hiro's lips sipping his skin as his tongue invites his stiff bud into a circling dance.
Jin's body turns limp. N-No!
His body and voice quivered endlessly from the bursting stimulus of his sudden release. With submissive eyes sprawled in tears, Jin's shaking body slumped against the man's hard chest. His dewy and plump lips parted in deep need for air.
Kai's muscular arms circle and surround Jin's slim figure, his copper-black eyes seething in deep need but mixed with strange worry.
Jin flutters his damp lashes and pushes his head to the side. He shyly buries his tears-filled face into the man's dry clothing and inhales his ever-so-manliest scent.
His underwear is badly drenched. Its sweltering moisture cascaded uncomfortably down to his twitching behind. His entire face grew red.
A hand lovingly stroked his hair at the back of his head, and familiar lips that marked a stinging sensation on his left bosom pressed against the top of his head.
He whimpers, "Bath. . ." He remembers how strangely g-good it felt.
He prays that a bath could even cool down the heated libido of his aching behind.
It has been itching. . .wanting, just like his sulking right bud.
It's. . .It's embarrassing!
Hiro's arms skim down and slip under his parted thighs. His docile and large hands lift his squeezed round behind, further picking his wounded feet off the floor.
The man effortlessly stands and brings his weightless body with him.
"Your body is sensitive."
Jin bit his lower lip upon meeting the brightest black eyes he had seen. Pouting, his cheeks turn even redder. "Yes," he meekly whispers. "It felt odd."
This. . .This is all your doing!
Hiro strolls to the nearby lake and buries his nose into Jin's chest. "Odd?" He was grinning and staring at the untouched pinkness of his beloved's right bud.
Looking at the transparent lake from the distance, Jin felt breathless. The night was quiet and lovely, and the wind was warm for some very odd reason.
He hums and indolently leans his chin above Hiro's head. The forest was tranquil, and his anxiousness slowly faded.
It looks like they have lost the bad men.
Jin swung his legs mid-air somehow getting used to being carried, but he was alarmed when the man stepped and dipped his foot into the waters, one after the other.
The edges of Hiro's trousers are soaked, but he does not seem to care when he persists in walking through the deepening lake.
What is he doing?
Hiro stops, and the water gushes and stills around his knee.
Jin's confused amethyst eyes look up at one fine man bathed under the silver shade of moonlight.
He takes his breath away.
Supporting his weight with one arm, Hiro's other hand busied itself disregarding the rest of the buttons on his remaining upper clothing.
The man leans and dotingly kisses the lovely redness of his lips once again. "You said you needed a bath."
A sudden shrill of excitement washes through him. His amethyst eyes burn bright as he glimpses down at the gleaming lake. He could see the smooth marble rocks at the very bottom of these waters, and it occurred to him how he never had the chance to experience bathing anywhere but the showers.
"Is it safe?" Jin looks up at Hiro, giddy. His happiness and excitement were tangible.
Hiro studies him in awe, though forced to house such massive arousal in his pants. "Trust me."
Jin innocently smiled back. He always has.
There was a sudden lump in his throat when Hiro's fingers grazed against the button of his gartered trousers.
"Hiro, can you put me down?"
It took Hiro a moment to gather his courage and slowly release him down to the waters, still keeping his firm hold of his waist.
Aigoo.
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