Husband
When he was preparing the fourth one, Pei Yanci’s two legs were already trembling.
“Too… much… I can’t… enough…”
“Not enough. You’ll get hurt.” Tangxi Zhui kissed the sweat on his forehead. He himself was drenched as well, sweat pouring down like rain. His clothes were already soaked through, clinging to his skin so unpleasantly that he directly circulated his internal energy and shattered all the robes on his body with a single palm strike.
He pried open Pei Yanci’s lips and slowly soothed him, patiently waiting in his hands for him to adapt, then gradually withdrawing.
His upper body was suddenly lifted by a hand.
Pei Yanci cried out in fright, instinctively wrapping himself around the other’s waist, but he had no strength left at all. His body slipped downward uncontrollably.
Before he could even realize what was happening, a part of him had already sunk in.
Tangxi Zhui froze for a moment, then let out a low laugh.
“So impatient.”
“I…” Pei Yanci was stunned as well, blinking blankly.
Tangxi Zhui took advantage of this posture and slowly ground a few circles.
Pei Yanci immediately felt even worse. The outside was shallowly grazed, and memories of once being filled to the brim resurfaced. Inside, it became even itchier and more hollow, unbearably uncomfortable.
Round, pink-tinged fingertips clutched the firm flesh of his shoulders, and he could not help tightening.
This seemed to be a wordless invitation.
“Hurry—no, wait, I—ah!”
Pei Yanci let out a miserable scream. His vision went black at once, waves of dizziness crashing over him.
Deep lamplight cast shadows by the window. Outside the small building, the full moon in the pond shattered into trembling butterfly scales.
Separated by a single wall, Gu Wanchong heard the utterly wretched screams. He clenched his fist, feeling only a surge of pleasure in his heart.
Someone who had once stood so high above, who had scorned everything at his feet, had finally fallen into the filthiest dust.
“Bastard, get out…” Tears were forced into Pei Yanci’s eyes. He swayed unsteadily, his eye rims and nose tip stained with a decadent crabapple red. “It’s too hot…”
His pale, snow-clean buttocks trembled violently, rippling layer upon layer of fine white waves.
It was a scalding heat completely unlike any dead thing. Pei Yanci’s toes curled uncontrollably.
“It’ll be fine once you adjust. Trust me.” Tangxi Zhui finally felt a suffocating sensation as well. Reason struggled against instinct as one hand wrapped around the full flesh, kneading hard, unyieldingly pulling back the person who was arching away in an attempt to escape.
“I’d rather trust a dog than you—hiss—don’t move! I order you…”
When he moved like that, the inside quivered as well.
If he had known it was this big, he would never have given Tangxi Zhui the medicine, even if beaten to death.
“Alright, I won’t move.” Tangxi Zhui cupped the back of his head, fingertips stroking his scalp, trying to ease his tension.
“I’ll just go slowly, alright?” he coaxed in a low voice, dense kisses falling on his cheek and the side of his neck.
Pei Yanci gradually relaxed a little. Just as he was about to marvel—
It began to move again.
Slowly.
Then faster and faster.
“You—you said… slow… slow… so hot… bastard!”
“Ugh—Tangxi Zhui… you stinking eunuch, you’ll die a horrible death!”
“…dog bastard… ah—so full, it’s too much, sob… don’t…” Pei Yanci’s words were shattered by the impact, his voice distorted, until only suppressed, broken moans remained, along with aggrieved sobbing.
Men’s words had never been trustworthy.
Castrated eunuchs were even less so.
Especially eunuchs at this moment.
“Mm, I’m a dog, I’m a bastard, I’ll die horribly.” Tangxi Zhui coaxed him gently, his tone as calm as ever, only carrying an extra trace of hoarseness and restraint.
Beads of sweat slid continuously down flushed, taut skin. His powerful body was already fully tensed. At this moment, all his strength was desperate to break free, to be vented entirely on Pei Yanci.
“I just want to die on you.” Beneath the calm tone was the extreme restraint of someone being driven mad by the tight, abrasive sensation.
“Ah, Tangxi, no, not there…”
Pei Yanci shook his head. Sweat scattered as he looked at him, pleading vulnerability in his eyes.
It was a look he had never worn when he dominated the court, when he turned clouds and rain with a flip of his hand.
The arrogant, contemptuous man finally had only him reflected in his gaze.
He wanted to leave his brand in Pei Yanci’s deepest place.
“That place… can’t touch…”
A violent sense of panic surged up, making his scalp go numb.
Tangxi Zhui’s gaze remained steady. He coaxed with practiced ease.
“You used to like it there the most. I want to kiss you myself, alright?”
Even as he asked for consent, Tangxi Zhui had already captured his lips, grinding down without mercy.
“Mmm—”
The arched, rigid body was pressed back down, pinned even deeper. Every sob and choked sound was swallowed by him whole.
The tears gathering in Pei Yanci’s eyes finally broke free, sliding from the corners to be caught by a sickly pale finger.
Tangxi Zhui licked the tears from his fingertip. His rough tongue swept over the corner of Pei Yanci’s eye, devouring every tear and every drop of sweat.
He had taken all of Pei Yanci.
“Did I kiss deeply enough?”
Pei Yanci shook his head. Tears and sweat had soaked his entire flushed, intoxicated face. The swollen, scorching fullness left him unable to utter a single word. His hands pressed against Tangxi Zhui’s shoulders, pushing weakly.
“You don’t like heavy kisses? Then I’ll make them lighter. I’ll kiss you gently, alright?”
The empty, itchy sensation returned again. Pei Yanci still shook his head.
“Don’t… ah—!”
His legs trembled violently. His mind suddenly went blank. His body tensed completely, then slowly softened.
His thin chest heaved violently, shuddering as he gasped.
Tangxi Zhui stopped moving as well. He wrapped an arm around Pei Yanci’s narrow, supple waist, holding him in his arms as he admired him savoring that ultimate, cloud-high bliss.
Wet, waist-length black hair lay scattered across his shoulders, back, and chest. Long, pale fingers slowly gathered it, brushing it behind his head. The white, jade-like body tinged with pink trembled faintly, utterly exposed before him. Collarbone, rounded shoulders, chest, waist, abdomen, and the roots of his thighs were covered in deep red marks of varying sizes.
Too beautiful.
How could his Xiao Pei’er be this beautiful.
But he knew that tomorrow, perhaps the day after, these shallow marks would fade without a trace.
No marks that couldn’t be erased could be left. That was the iron order Pei Yanci had given him.
He could not stain him.
He would never stain him.
The mysterious, coldly beautiful violet eyes flickered with tenderness, yet brimmed with unwilling possessiveness.
When Pei Yanci finally came back to his senses, he saw that the other’s waist and abdomen were a complete mess.
That was his own…
Just like before.
The only difference was that his own abdomen—covered by a thin layer of defined muscle—was now conspicuously swollen, showing no intention of withdrawing.
“Xiao Pei’er seems to be pregnant.” Tangxi Zhui followed his gaze and teased softly, even giving it a casual squeeze. “With my seed.”
The flesh twitched itchily, causing the inside to tighten as well.
Tangxi Zhui let out a deeply satisfied sigh.
Pei Yanci’s face flushed even deeper. Tangxi Zhui’s eyes were threaded with blood-red veins, the deep violet of his pupils clearer than ever—gorgeous and decadent, like an asura crawling out of hell.
“It’s been so long. Why haven’t you yet—”
Tangxi Zhui bit at the rim of his ear, then gave his earlobe a final lick. Only after seeing the person in his arms tense unbearably did he lean in, as if to chew apart that jade-bone body. “Xiao Pei’er forgot? I’m missing something compared to ordinary men.”
Pei Yanci realized it belatedly.
“Could it be… you can’t… can’t…” His pupils shrank sharply.
Normally, after releasing, it would soften and withdraw. If he couldn’t release, wouldn’t it… never fully go down?
“No idea when the medicine’s effects will wear off.” Tangxi Zhui’s hand at his waist slowly tightened, drawing him closer in his arms. Before Pei Yanci’s terrified gaze, he pressed them even more tightly together.
Pei Yanci felt even more vividly how Tangxi Zhui was kissing him little by little, all the way to his deepest, most forbidden place.
“Mm…” A soft, kitten-like whimper escaped his lips before being blocked.
“Xiao Pei’er should pray the medicine works faster.”
“No, I don’t want to—mm… how dare you! Let go of me—mm… too deep, pull out…”
“That’s because Xiao Pei’er hides it so deep, greedily hooking me to stuff everything inside. Such a greedy little glutton.”
“I didn’t, Tangxi, please let me go…”
“Husband, husband, please spare me… I’ll never give you medicine again, sob…”
“I can’t… mm—ah… it’s going to break, not there, don’t…”