NOVEL WEB Chapter 606: NSFW
Han Xin's own clothes melted away, leaving him bare save for the pants and the jade pendant resting against his chest. Xiang Yu couldn't help but stare at that pendant that he was more than familiar with. He reached out to touch it his gaze trailing downwards.
His mouth went dry at the sight of Han Xin's sculpted muscles and the way his skin glowed in the light. Han Xin smirked, clearly pleased by the attention. Without warning, he pounced, pinning Xiang Yu beneath him.
Their bodies pressed together, skin against skin, and Xiang Yu felt like he was drowning in the sheer overwhelming sensation. Han Xin's lips found his neck, biting and sucking with such ferocity, leaving Xiang Yu gasping for air. Every touch, every bite sent sparks flying through his body, igniting a fire that burned hotter with each passing second.
Ah," he hissed, his voice raw with need.
Han Xin's tongue flicked against Xiang Yu's nipple through the sheer fabric of his top, the friction making Xiang Yu arch his back and moan loudly.
His mind was fogged, lost in the haze of Han Xin's divine aura, which pressed against him like a physical force, slurking into his very soul. It was as if the air itself had grown thick, charged with an electric current that made every nerve in his body sing.
"Fuck," Xiang Yu breathed, his voice barely more than a whisper as Han Xin's teeth grazed his nipple.
The sound seemed to spur Han Xin on, his hands roaming over Xiang Yu's body, mapping every inch as if committing it to memory. It was like he was a starving beast and Xiang Yu was the feast laid out before him to devour.
Han Xin's chest heaved, the jade pendant at his throat catching the light as it swung with every movement, a stark contrast against the taut muscles of his chiselled torso. His pants strained against his hardened cock, the fabric threatening to tear under the pressure.
Xiang Yu's let out a guttural moan, his body arching off the bed as Han Xin's hand closed around his ankle, the touch sending sparks through him.
He yanked Xiang Yu down the bed with a single, powerful pull, the motion so sudden it left Xiang Yu gasping. Han Xin's hands were everywhere, rough and demanding, leaving trails of fire in their wake.
Before Xiang Yu could even think to protest, not that he would, Han Xin raised one of his legs, his fingers digging into the soft flesh of his calf. His lips brushed against the tender arch, and his tongue dragged slowly along the soft skin, wet and possessive.
And then, without warning, Han Xin's tongue swirled around his big toe, the sensation so unexpected, so wet, that Xiang Yu let out a strangled cry.
"Ah! H-Han Xin!" His voice cracked, his body thrashing against the sheets, but Han Xin held him firmly in place, his mouth working with a ruthless precision. The entire time Han Xin's lower half wasn't idle. He was grinding his bulging hardness against Xiang Yu's body expressing his yearning for this man.
Xiang Yu's breath stuttered, a shiver racing up his spine as Han Xin's tongue swirled around each toe, sucking gently before biting down with just enough pressure to make Xiang Yu gasp.
The sound of Han Xin's tongue sliding between his toes was obscene each flicker sending jolts of pleasure up Xiang Yu's leg, straight to his groin. He couldn't think, couldn't breathe, his mind spiraling.
Han Xin's divine aura intensified, wrapping around him like a cocoon, heightening every touch, every lick, every suck until it was all too much.
"F-Fuck, ah Xin-ge," Xiang Yu panted, his fingers clawing at the sheets, his hips jerking involuntarily. His cock strained against the confines of his panties, precum dampening the fabric as Han Xin continued his relentless assault.
The sheer top slid further down Xiang Yu's shoulders, exposing the delicate curve of his collarbone, the fabric rubbing against his pebbled nipples with every labored breath.
"Han Xin—" Xiang Yu started, his voice trembling, but Han Xin didn't pause. He moved up, his lips tracing a hot path along the inside of Xiang Yu's calf and nipping at the sensitive skin there. Xiang Yu's legs twitched, his fingers clawing at the sheets beneath him as Han Xin's mouth traveled higher kissing and biting his way to the inner thigh.
The air between them grew heavier, charged with a heat that made Xiang Yu's skin prickle. Han Xin's breath fanned over the thin fabric of Xiang Yu's panties, the sheer material doing nothing to hide the throbbing hardness beneath. Xiang Yu whimpered, his hips bucking instinctively as Han Xin savoured the bulge his tongue pressing against the damp fabric.
"Fuck, baby," Xiang Yu moaned, his voice breaking as Han Xin's tongue slid wetly over the fabric teasing the sensitive tip of his cock. The friction was maddening, the fabric amplifying every sensation until Xiang Yu was squirming.
Han Xin's glowing eyes flicked up to meet Xiang Yu's. The intensity of his gaze was like a force of nature, pulling Xiang Yu into a vortex of need he couldn't resist.
In one swift motion, Han Xin bit through the fabric, tearing it away to reveal Xiang Yu's cock, hard and dripping precum. The sight seemed to spur him on, and he wasted no time leaning in licking up the shaft in one long, wet stroke.
"Oh god, oh fuck—" Xiang Yu's voice cracked, his head falling back as Han Xin's tongue swirled around the tip teasing the sensitive slit before taking him deep into his mouth. The heat was overwhelming, the wet suction making Xiang Yu's toes curl as Han Xin's tongue worked him expertly the sounds obscene and filthy. It was too much, and not enough.
Xiang Yu's fingers tangled in Han Xin's hair, tugging and guiding as he fucked into that hot, wet mouth. Han Xin's eyes glowed brighter, his gaze locking onto Xiang Yu's as he took him deeper his throat constricting around the thick shaft. Every stroke sent waves of pleasure crashing through Xiang Yu, his body trembling as he teetered on the edge.
"Xin-ge— baby, don't stop," Xiang Yu choked out, but Han Xin didn't stop. He sucked harder his tongue pressing just right against the underside of Xiang Yu's cock.