Chapter 18

Before Zhao Yang could fully process what was happening, he found himself lying on a massive bed. Li Jun hovered over him, his desire evident in his gaze. He lowered his head, whispering into Zhao Yang's ear.

"I want you," Li Jun breathed against his skin, his ragged breath sending shivers down Zhao Yang's spine.

"Then have me," Zhao Yang responded, those three words igniting a frenzy of emotions in Li Jun. His eyes flickered with surprise, but he wasted no time before crushing his lips against Zhao Yang's. The kiss was captivating and filled with passion. Li Jun angled his head, deepening the kiss, becoming more dominant and in control with each passing moment.

Zhao Yang could not bring himself to pull away from him. He was lost in the kiss; his mind was not working properly. He moaned when Li Jun teasingly sucked his bottom lip. He opened his mouth for him, and their tongues mingled with each other. Zhao Yang felt as though his body was loosening, melting. He felt completely defenceless against him. Li Jun pulled back to let Zhao Yang breathe. Zhao Yang whimpered at the loss of Li Jun's lips, wanting more.

Li Jun was on the brink of losing his sanity. He could not resist Zhao Yang anymore. Zhao Yang could feel something hard pressing against his thighs. Li Jun affectionately kissed Zhao Yang on the lips, just a small peck, in an attempt to satisfy the hunger within him.

Not wanting to trespass any boundaries Zhao Yang might have, Li Jun began to detach himself from Zhao Yang. Suddenly, Zhao Yang grabbed his arm and said, "I'm ready."

Li Jun's eyes uncontrollably darkened. He returned to Zhao Yang and cupped the back of his neck, lightly brushing his lips against Zhao Yang 's. He groaned in annoyance at Li Jun's teasing and made the first move in their kiss. Zhao Yang thought he was going to lead it until Li Jun pressed him onto the bed securely and kissed him firmly. Li Jun wrapped on of his muscular arms around Zhao Yang 's waist and deepened their kiss. Slowly, he lowered himself on top of Zhao Yang until their chests pressed against each other. Zhao Yang was trapped.

Every time they kissed; Zhao Yang would lose himself. Zhao Yang could never bring himself to resist Li Jun's intoxicating lips. His hands glided up Li Jun's chest hesitantly, whilst his mouth mimicked his actions.

He grunted in approval. Li Jun bit the bottom of Zhao Yang 's lip, causing him to let out a gasp. Li Jun took this chance to shove his tongue into his mouth. Zhao Yang whimpered at the invasion and the sensation of their tongues colliding. His hands found themselves sliding up Li Jun's back, hugging him. Then he pulled back. Zhao Yang let out a cry at his loss, one that fanned his member a little too much.

"Are you sure?" His voice was huskier and deeper than the last time he remembered.

Zhao Yang stared deeply into his eyes, his heart racing. His breathing was laboured, just like his. Zhao Yang wondered how one could have eyes dark as midnight. He could see his reflection in his eyes. Tenderly, he reached his hand up and touched Li Ju's face. He brought his hands over Zhao Yang 's and leaned his face into his palm. Butterflies fluttered in his stomach. Zhao Yang was nervous about the outcome, but he was very certain that he was ready. He gave a small nod.

"My love, express it through words." Li Jun kissed his palm like it was his lips. Zhao Yang thought that was the end of it until he began to trail kisses down his slender wrist, teasingly, while maintaining eye contact with him. Zhao Yang could feel his toes curl when he stared him in the eyes. Lust. Love. Adoration. Desire. So many things could be used to describe his raven eyes.

"I'm sure", those words were enough to reassure Li Jun.

Slowly, he helped Zhao Yang out of his clothing, Zhao Yang did not realise but Li Jun was practically naked too. Once the robes were fully undone, Li Jun threw Zhao Yang 's clothes onto the floor in a crumpled mess.

"It's going to be wrinkled." Zhao Yang 's mumbled when Li Jun bent down and kissed his shoulders.

"I'll get you as many robes as you'd like." He said still kissing his shoulder. Zhao Yang felt like he was melting when he kissed his most sensitive spot, sucking on the area. He let out a cry when he bit down without warning and soothed the area with his warm tongue. He held his breath when he began to kiss lower and lower until he reached his chest. Li Jun got up, breathing heavily. Zhao Yang took this moment to admire his body.

Zhao Yang 's eyes wavered to the rigid lines on his abdomen, forming a solid eight pack. His eyes wandered lower until he saw the prominent v-line. When he looked lower, his entire face incited. There was a large tent. He swallowed and turned his face to the side. Li Jun was back on top of him, capturing his lips. "Mmm!" he moaned against his mouth when he grabbed his nipples, squeezing the meat on it, before kneading the soft flesh. His palm covered it whole, the roughness of his hand against his smooth skin made him shiver.

Zhao Yang let out a tiny whimper when he began to kiss and lick a path to his nipples, capturing the tip of the neglected by his touch. Zhao Yang gasped his back arching, pressing his body against Li Jun's when he teasingly flicked his tongue over the standing tip. One hand dug into his shoulder blade, holding Li Jun to him whereas the other travelled up his spine. He grunted in approval, his entire body heating up alongside Zhao Yang 's.

"Ah!", he moaned when Li Jun's tongue swirled around his nipples, waves of desire crashing over him. "I-I can't…", he urgently whimpered, pushing at his chest, the pleasure was too intense for him to withstand. Li Jun did not stop. The more he let out tiny sounds, the more his mouth roamed about his nipples. Zhao Yang shrivelled beneath him, begging him to continue, but also stop at the same time. His brain was a mess and after Li Jun was done with his left, he moved to his right, leaving the tip perky and hard.

Zhao Yang could barely speak when he captured his other nipple and rolled it with his tongue, his hand showing attention to his left one now. Zhao Yang clung onto him, his head tossed back, eyes sensually closed. "Mm...t-this...I-I…", he tried to speak, but when Li Jun began to suck on his rosy tip, he lost all control of his senses. Li Jun began to kiss lower and lower until it settled below his belly button.

"Truly sure?" He asked him for the final time, his fingers looping onto the sides of the thin, flimsy fabric.

"Please…", he whimpered, his eyes still shut. Li Jun wanted to gently take off his undergarments, but when he heard the noise he had just made, he could not help himself but rip it off in one motion. Zhao Yang gasped at his sudden movement and attempted to close his legs. However, it was too late now, Li Jun was already in between them.

He felt his body tense a bit and glanced into his eyes. His hands began to soothingly run from Zhao Yang's knees to his inner thighs, his fingers feather-soft and teasing his sensitive skin.

"How can you be so beautiful?" He abraded, staring deeply into his bright, glistening eyes, moist with passion.

Zhao Yang was shaking, his legs trembling. He was ready, but even so, he could not stop quivering. From his tent, he seemed...huge. He did not know how else to react except look at him with wonder.

"Don't be scared, my love. I'll be gentle." He tenderly kissed him on the cheek, one hand holding his hips in place. He slowly nodded his head and Li Jun's hands trailed lower until it held each of his legs in place. He let out a sharp gasp when Li Jun suddenly descended upon his most sensitive area, taking his shaft into his mouth.

"A-ah!", he loudly moaned when Li Jun sucked on it, his back arching and his hips attempting to move. Li Jun's rough hands did not allow him to move his legs one bit. With no way to free himself from the pleasurable assault, he could only surrender to the pleasure and beg for release. A rush of heat engulfed him while he reached the brink of his satisfaction. Then Li Jun stopped, and Zhao Yang relaxed. His relief only lasted a second before Li Jun carried on his assault on his poor little friend.

"A-ah, n-no, p-please!!" he loudly moaned, grabbing a fistful of his hair, his eyes squeezed shut. He felt something building up within him and when he continued his assault, he felt his body begin to spasm. Li Jun was doing wicked things to him and he could only react by gasping for air, panting, and digging his fingers into his hair and scream in pleasure. Li Jun knew he was near. Perhaps just three more seconds of his tongue and he would find his release. He took off his undergarment in record's time, ready to place it inside of him the second he came. It would distract him from any pain.

He pulled back his mouth and began to play with Zhao Yang 's shaft with his hand. Zhao Yang could not handle it anymore, his stomach clenching. He could not hold it in anymore. He was at his peak.

"Jun!", he cried out his name when a pounding wave of pleasure repeatedly slammed into the lower part of his body. His body was drained of any strength, turning completely limp. He rolled his face to the side, his chest rising with rapid breaths. Through his hazy eyes, he saw Li Jun bring his fingers to his lips and lick it.

"Delicious." He rasped before going back down. "N-no!", he moaned, his legs attempting to close themselves when he began to drink all of his juices. He was not ready for another round of pure, heavenly pleasure, but little did he know, that this was only the beginning.

Zhao Yang felt like he was melting as Li Jun continued to assault him, making him feel tremendous amounts of pleasure. Li Jun knew Zhao Yang was about to climax, so he used Zhao Yang 's moment of distraction to slide his shaft into him. Feeling the big shaft suddenly invading his precious hole, Zhao Yang could not help but winch in pain while trying to push Li Jun away.

" Li Jun, it hurts", Zhao Yang said breathing laboriously. Li Jun replied with an 'I know' while caressing Zhao Yang 's cheeks and reassuring him. Li Jun did not move, or rather he could not. He did not want to move without Zhao Yang 's permission. Li Jun was waiting for Zhao Yang to get familiar to him. Li Jun did not move for quite some time, allowing Zhao Yang to calm down.

" I'm fine now", Zhao Yang said as he hugged Li Jun permitting him to move. Zhao Yang let out a whimper as he felt Li Jun pull out and gently go back in. Unknowingly Zhao Yang had wrapped his legs around Li Jun's waist. Li Jun continued to thrust in and out gently gradually building momentum. As he got faster Li Jun used both of his hands to hold Zhao Yang's hips in place. Li Jun stayed the same pace not wanting to go too fast for Zhao Yang 's liking but hearing Zhao Yang telling him to go faster made Li Jun lose all his rationality. 

Li Jun pulled out and pounded deeply into Zhao Yang earning him a cry of pleasure. Zhao Yang did not know intercourse was this pleasurable until Li Jun had thrust his hips into him harder and faster, this drove Zhao Yang's crazy. Zhao Yang was a moaning mess, as the sensual sounds continued to flow out of his mouth. As Li Jun continued to pick up his pace, he was able to hit Zhao Yang 's sweet spot.

Zhao Yang arched his back due to the extensive amount of pleasure. Once Li Jun found Zhao Yang 's sweet spot, he carried on thrusting there. So much so that Li Jun knew Zhao Yang was about to reach his climax. Zhao Yang kept moaning; his moans were like music to Li Jun's ears. Li Jun thrust harder and faster until Zhao Yang came. His body felt weak and exhausted. However, Li Jun did not stop, he kept on thrusting in and out making Zhao Yang moan more. Li Jun also reached his climax and came inside Zhao Yang. Zhao Yang felt the hot liquid inside of him.

After his climax, Li Jun placed himself down on the bed and pulled Zhao Yang on top of him. Zhao Yang was now resting on Li Jun's chest. The two did not say anything and just lied on top of each other. The only thing that can be heard in the room in their breathing. After some time Li Jun spoke.

" I love you so much", Li Jun said as he tightly hugged, as if Zhao Yang would disappear if he let go. Zhao Yang also hugged Li Jun back.

" I love you too", Zhao Yang said snuggling his head into Li Jun's chest. The two carried on staying in bed while cuddling.