Venerable Demon King & The Doting Immortal (QT)-Chapter 462: NSFW 2

"Hold on baby," Han Xin growled, his lips brushing against Xiang Yu’s ear. "I am not done with you yet."

Xiang Yu’s fingers pressed hard against the glass, his knuckles white as he braced himself. Han Xin’s thrusts grew more urgent, more primal, his body moving with the single-minded purpose of an alpha claiming his omega. Xiang Yu’s breath came in ragged gasps, his body on the brink of release.

Han Xin grabbed both of Xiang Yu’s hands, holding them firmly behind his back as though cuffing him. The restraint sent a jolt of arousal through Xiang Yu, heightening every sensation. He was completely at Han Xin’s mercy, and the thought made his cock twitch, his orgasm building to an unbearable edge.

"Xin-ge," Xiang Yu pleaded, his voice barely a whisper. "Please... let me come."

Han Xin’s response was a growl, low and possessive, as he quickened his pace. His thrusts were relentless, his body driving Xiang Yu closer and closer to the edge. The glass behind Xiang Yu’s face was fogged with his breath, his vision blurred as pleasure overwhelmed him.

Just as Xiang Yu thought he couldn’t take any more, Han Xin’s teeth sank into his gland injecting an overwhelming amount of his pheromones, his hips snapping forward one final time.

Xiang Yu cried out, his body shaking as he came, his release hot and intense. Han Xin followed moments later, his seed filling Xiang Yu as he buried his face in the crook of his neck, their breaths mingling in the steamy air.

For a long moment, they stayed like that, their bodies still joined, the water washing over them as their hearts slowed. Han Xin’s grip on Xiang Yu’s hands loosened, his lips pressing a soft kiss to the mark he had left on his gland.

"You are mine," he whispered again, his voice thick with satisfaction.

Xiang Yu smiled, his fingers threading through Han Xin’s wet hair. "Always," he murmured, his body still buzzing with the aftermath of their passion.

The shower continued to rain down on them, the steam clearing slowly to reveal the fogged glass and the remnants of their desire. Han Xin turned Xiang Yu in his arms, their lips meeting in a softer, sweeter kiss.

***

Xiang Yu lay on the fluffy pillows, his back sinking into the plush comfort of the bed. He stared up at the ceiling, the remnants of warm water clinging to his skin, wrapped in a fluffy black robe that contrasted sharply with the pale sheets. His heart was still beating fast from what they had done in the shower. His smile grew bigger recalling how Han Xin kept declaring that he belonged to him. It made him very happy.

The bathroom door slid open, and Han Xin walked in, his blue robe flowing around him, accentuating the smooth lines of his form. Without warning, he leapt onto the bed, landing softly atop Xiang Yu. The sudden weight caused Xiang Yu to chuckle, the sound bubbling up from deep within.

"Why are you so wrapped up tightly?" Han Xin teased, kissing the delicate skin of Xiang Yu’s neck. His breath was warm, a gentle caress that made Xiang Yu shiver.

Xiang Yu let out a throaty laugh. "You are wrapped up tightly too," he countered playfully.

Han Xin shook his head, a feigned innocence brightening his features. "No, I am not. See? My lapel is open and you can see my chest." He glanced down, presenting the gap in his robe like a trophy.

Xiang Yu tugged at the belt, his smile mischievous. "It’s not open enough."

Han Xin giggled, watching the struggle with amusement as Xiang Yu’s fingers fumbled with the knot. "There, you unsatiated beast," Xiang Yu teased as the knot finally loosened, the robe parting.

Han Xin laughed, a deep, full sound that reverberated through him. "Says the one pulling at my robe."

"You started it," Xiang Yu replied, a mock seriousness in his tone as he finally removed the belt, revealing Han Xin’s bare chest beneath.

The moment shifted. Xiang Yu’s hands slid beneath Han Xin’s robe, rubbing and squeezing, the air thickening with tension. Just as Han Xin leaned in for a kiss, the soft voice of Hex cut through the room, crisp and clear. "Yu Yu, Lian and Mei—"

But the message was interrupted as Han Xin shot a glare at the communicator on the bedside table. It was a lethal look, one that could send shivers down anyone’s spine. Not in its cute form, Hex instantly recoiled, its circuits buzzing with static fear.

Xiang Yu pinched Han Xin’s chin and made him face him. Han Xin’s cold stare changed to an adorable pout that made him laugh. "Why are you looking so unhappy?"

Han Xin turned his face away, his expression comically exaggerated. If anyone witnessed this side of him, they might run off in fear that Han Xin would kill them to silence them. "Yu Yu, why is it calling you that? Only I can call you that."

Xiang Yu chuckled softly, sensing a deeper motive behind Han Xin’s irritation. "Okay, okay. You can only call me that. Don’t pout anymore... it’s too cute."

The moment shifted, a spark igniting in Han Xin’s eyes. He leaned in, lips brushing against Xiang Yu’s in a tender kiss, igniting warmth between them.

Hex piped up, a little too eagerly, "But Yu Yu, you said I can call you that and you also said I am cute."

Han Xin’s jealousy flared instantly, his expression darkening. "Yu Yu, you told it to call you that."

Xiang Yu’s lips twitched his urge to punish Hex growing stronger. Why did it have step on landmines on purpose. "From now on, only you can call me that," he said coaxing Han Xin.

Hex, sensing trouble, wanted to protest but quickly settled for playing dead on the bedside table. Its circuits hummed with inner turmoil, an unwilling participant in this love drama.

Han Xin regained his composure, a crafty smile playing on his lips. "It should call you ’Your Majesty’ from now on."

"Okay, Hex, did you hear that?" Xiang Yu turned to the communicator, feigning sternness.

"Ye-yes," it stammered, the artificial voice laced with hesitation.

Han Xin’s satisfaction radiated from him, while Hex internally wailed, its circuits brimming with frustration.

"What did Lian and Mei say?" Xiang Yu asked, trying to change the subject.

Hex reluctantly replied, "Your majesty, they said they are waiting to have dinner with you and that you should bring big brother as well."

"Okay." Xiang Yu turned to Han Xin, eyes sparkling. "Let’s go and eat with them."

"Okay, but only after one more kiss." Han Xin surged forward, capturing Xiang Yu’s lips again, their laughter echoing in the room like a pair of Mandarin ducks.