Chapter 71
by 怀星Chapter 71
Rong Yu froze, instinctively wanting to refuse. But upon reflection, he considered: logically, the person before him should be his rightful partner. Emotionally, if "Shixiong" were rejected, how deeply would it wound him?
He truly didn't want to cause this person pain.
Moreover, this individual was unfailingly considerate, truly a devoted and excellent dao companion. Yet, Rong Yu's own heart didn't harbor a comparable depth of affection; in fact, he often felt an urge to refuse...
That would be utterly despicable...
Most importantly, it seemed... he wasn't particularly resistant either. His desire to refuse felt like an instinct lingering deep within his being. That persistent instinct had previously caused him occasional feelings of perversion and shame when facing "Shixiong."
But after hearing those words, a faint sense of anticipation stirred within him, as if he actually... very much desired this as well.
Rong Yu remained silent for a long while, while "Shixiong" waited patiently, as if he would willingly wait forever if Rong Yu didn't speak.
Rong Yu's mind was in turmoil, and he eventually nodded slowly. He genuinely wanted to understand his true feelings for the "Shixiong" before him.
Almost the instant he nodded, "Shixiong" kissed him.
He kissed with an urgent hunger, like a dying traveler discovering a sweet spring, heavily drawing on Rong Yu's lips, then tentatively tapping against Rong Yu's teeth.
Rong Yu slightly parted his lips to breathe, a hint of discomfort in his movement, and "Shixiong" seized the opportunity, plunging in deeply, frantically intertwining with Rong Yu's tongue.
Rong Yu stiffened, an uncontrollable urge to push "Shixiong" away rising within him. But "Shixiong" seemed prepared, grasping Rong Yu's hand, stubbornly lacing their fingers together and pinning them to one side.
"Shixiong" powerfully caressed Rong Yu's tongue and oral cavity, his tongue deftly teasing the sensitive spots within Rong Yu's mouth. The kiss was intensely fervent and remarkably skilled; Rong Yu was soon overwhelmed, his mind a blank, feeling somewhat dizzy.
"Shixiong" seemed transformed, as if shedding his earlier restrained and gentle facade. He was now utterly dominant, holding Rong Yu tightly in his arms, pressing against him as he kissed and advanced, forcing Rong Yu to retreat step by step until his back met the wall, with no escape left.
The two were pressed intimately together, their breaths and heartbeats seemingly transmitted through their close contact.
Rong Yu found it difficult to breathe, gasping for air in the brief pauses between kisses. To his dismay, he realized he seemed slightly smaller than "Shixiong"; now, with his back against the wall and "Shixiong" pressing tightly against him, it felt as if "Shixiong" was using his body as a cage, trapping him entirely within.
But... he didn't seem to particularly dislike this feeling either.
"Shixiong" seemed to tolerate no distraction, lightly hooking Rong Yu's chin with a long finger, deepening the kiss.
His intense possessiveness and burning affection seemed to pour into Rong Yu through their intimate contact, gradually eroding the last vestiges of Rong Yu's resisting rationality.
Rong Yu began to feel hot, his face and body warming. His gaze grew hazy, his thoughts scattering. After what felt like an eternity, he seemed unable to help himself and began responding to "Shixiong's" kiss.
"Shixiong's" body stiffened for a moment. Then, his breathing grew heavy, and he instinctively held Rong Yu tighter, as if even such intimate closeness couldn't satisfy him.
Rong Yu regained some clarity, realizing that "Shixiong" was in an agitated state, with something pressing against his abdomen, and he himself...
He himself was also...
Rong Yu's mind roared, a sudden rush of blood to his face. For some reason, he felt an indescribable resistance to such a physiological reaction, with a faint sense of shame deep inside.
At some point, it had started snowing, fine flakes dusting their heads and bodies. Rong Yu's eyelashes were soon fringed with a layer of snow.
"Shixiong" finally released Rong Yu's lips, gasping as if unable to endure, then eagerly kissed Rong Yu's eyes.
He tenderly kissed away every snowflake from Rong Yu's eyelashes.
Then, "Shixiong" slowly pressed his forehead against Rong Yu's, his voice slightly breathless, softly asking, "Shidi, may I?"
Rong Yu didn't understand what he meant and was about to ask when he felt a warm current in his mind, involuntarily flowing toward his forehead, to where their skin touched.
When it finally reached his forehead, an indescribable pleasure exploded at their point of contact.
Rong Yu let out a muffled groan, his body softening slightly, forcing him to lean heavily against the wall behind him.
"Shixiong" seemed to let out a low moan at that moment, then pulled Rong Yu even tighter into his embrace. He still seemed unsatisfied with the distance, as if wishing to merge with Rong Yu completely, their bones and blood intertwined, never to part.
Something profoundly rich and sweet flowed into Rong Yu's body through their contact. He felt light all over, yet simultaneously incredibly fulfilled, as if the void in his soul had been filled by a perfectly matching half. The indescribable satisfaction made him feel somewhat ethereal.
A tingling electric current spread from that point throughout Rong Yu's body, every inch of him captured by the unprecedented pleasure.
His thoughts seemed to sink into a sea, a viscous yet sweet deep sea, enveloped in an incredibly intense love, as if he could suddenly perceive the sincere heart of the person opposite him. That person's heart was madly, tirelessly repeating: I love you, I love you so, so much.
The world seemed to have vanished, leaving only the two of them. Their souls had almost merged into one. Rong Yu could fully understand the other's feelings; his consciousness seemed to have melted into the other's love.
The process felt interminably long. Rong Yu almost thought he would be overwhelmed by this pleasure. When he came to his senses again, their foreheads had separated, but they were still embracing. "Shixiong's" embrace was so tight that Rong Yu found it hard to breathe.
Somehow, after regaining his senses, Rong Yu felt an indescribable embarrassment and a sense of being at a loss when facing "Shixiong," along with a faint sense of guilt. The earlier delight and comfort lingered, and the other still held a peculiar pull for him, but having regained his rationality, he didn't know how to face the person before him.
He understood that "Shixiong" was very important to him. He truly didn't resist "Shixiong's" closeness; he even had to admit that he seemed... to have enjoyed what had just happened.
But now, after witnessing "Shixiong's" true feelings, that heavy love made Rong Yu want to escape somewhat.
He questioned his own heart. Did he truly have equally deep feelings? Enough to reciprocate "Shixiong's" heart?
Did he love "Shixiong"?
"Shixiong's" mood was clearly the opposite. He held Rong Yu tightly, making no further moves but seeming incredibly fulfilled. His voice trembled slightly: "Shi...di, I'm so happy, I'm really... so happy."
Rong Yu could only remain at a loss, silently, deeply feeling like a cad who had a change of heart after getting what he wanted.
The fireworks had ended, and the lantern festival seemed to have dispersed, leaving only silence between heaven and earth. After their earlier passion, the atmosphere between them gradually cooled.
"Shixiong's" earlier dominance and skill seemed to have vanished again. He almost cautiously kissed Rong Yu's forehead, a fleeting kiss, touching lightly and releasing immediately, as if treating a treasure that had just become his.
"Shixiong" retied the hairband over Rong Yu's eyes. He supported Rong Yu, slowly leaving the place.
Rong Yu wanted to walk on his own but found that, likely due to the earlier overstimulation, his legs were somewhat weak, feeling like he was stepping on cotton with no solid ground beneath.
He felt somewhat irritated, adopting a "to hell with it" attitude and leaning on "Shixiong," thinking, "Fine, so I'm scummy!"
"Shixiong" still supported him steadily as before, probably in a good mood, his voice unconsciously carrying a hint of laughter: "The lantern festival has probably ended. Shall we head back to the residence?"
Rong Yu agreed: "Okay."
He thought for a moment and added: "Let's go back. We still need to be on guard in case the palace sends people to kill those children. Although based on reality, they probably won't die at this time, it's better to be safe than sorry. Speaking of which, haven't you answered me yet? How exactly did the king let you go?"
"Shixiong" coughed lightly and laughed: "This is what I told the king: Give me one day. Tomorrow, I will definitely bring those two children before you. But... if he forgets about it tomorrow, then it has nothing to do with me."
Rong Yu paused, then understood: "Tomorrow?... Are you using the time changes in the illusion to trick him..." As he spoke, Rong Yu laughed.
They were currently in an illusion; tomorrow would likely jump to some time later, by which point who knows how things will have changed.
"Shixiong" seemed to be looking at Rong Yu, humming. Rong Yu faintly sensed that his mind seemed to be elsewhere.
After a while, "Shixiong" said softly: "Shidi, I want to kiss you."
Rong Yu was stunned, then almost found it hard to understand: Will this never end!
He kept a straight face and didn't respond. After a moment, a hand gently turned his face, placing a light kiss on the corner of his lips, like a breeze brushing past.
Originally, Rong Yu was still somewhat concerned that he might instinctively push "Shixiong" away.
But he never expected that at this moment, his heart would suddenly start racing erratically. Rong Yu absentmindedly pressed a hand to his chest, a look of astonishment on his face.
It seemed like something… was different.
After the kiss, "Shixiong" intended to pull away, but Rong Yu gently leaned closer instead, meeting his lips again, continuing the kiss.
"Shixiong" went completely rigid.
Author's Note: Hope this chapter is alright.
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