Venerable Demon King & The Doting Immortal (QT)-Chapter 474: NSFW 2

Han Xin’s eyes rolled back, his body trembling as he surrendered to the pleasure. Xiang Yu’s breath hitched, his body trembling slightly as he stroked them both, his grip firm and steady.

His hips began to move, matching Han Xin’s rhythm. The sound of the water sloshing against the tub accompanied their moans, a symphony of pleasure. Xiang Yu’s breath came in short gasps, his body arching as his hand moved faster, his grip tightening.

His cock was hot and wet, sliding against Han Xin’s with each thrust. The sensation was exquisite, the friction sending waves of pleasure through both men. Xiang Yu’s body was shaking, his breath coming in soft "mm mm" sounds, his body on the brink of release.

Han Xin’s body exploded, his hips jerking uncontrollably as he climaxed, his cum shooting hot and thick into the water. His head fell back, a deep groan escaping his lips as waves of pleasure rippled through him.

The water around them splashed as Xiang Yu’s own body trembled, his release following close behind. His hand moved in sync with Han Xin’s movements, their breaths mingling as they shuddered in unison.

The bathroom was filled with the sound of their heavy breathing, the water churning around them as they rode out their climaxes. Xiang Yu’s body went limp, his head falling to Han Xin’s shoulder, his chest heaving as he gasped for air. He leaned against him, his body slack, his hand still gripping their softening cocks.

"That...," Han Xin muttered, his voice breathless. "That was..."

"Yeah," Xiang Yu agreed, his voice equally ragged. He pressed a kiss to Han Xin’s temple, his fingers stroking gently through Han Xin’s hair

Neither of them moved, content to stay tangled together in the aftermath of their shared ecstasy. Han Xin’s fingers traced lazy patterns on Xiang Yu’s back, his body still buzzing with pleasure. Xiang Yu’s chest rose and fell against his, their hearts beating in sync.

"That was torture," Han Xin said after a moment, his voice soft but teasing.

Xiang Yu chuckled, his lips brushing against Han Xin’s shoulder. "And you loved it," he replied, his tone smug.

Han Xin sighed, his fingers entangled in Xiang Yu’s hair. "Yeah," he admitted, his voice low. "Next time you should tie me up."

Xiang Yu smirked, his arms wrapping around the man’s neck. "We will see," he said, his voice dripping with promise.

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After the refreshing... relaxing and sensual bath, Han Xin lay comfortably in bed, clad in fresh pyjama pants that felt soft against his skin. His gaze followed Xiang Yu as he moved about the dimly lit room, shirtless and adorned only in a pair of snug trunks, exuding a relaxed confidence.

Xiang Yu approached with a small mug in hand, filled with a sobering concoction he was preparing. He looked back at Han Xin, sensing a shift in the mood. "What’s wrong?" he asked, a hint of concern in his voice.

Han Xin’s heart swelled with affection. "How did I get so lucky to have someone like you?" His voice was earnest, eyes sparkling with sincerity.

A shy smile bloomed on Xiang Yu’s face, and he looked away for a moment as if the compliment had caught him off guard.

He turned back to finish preparing the concoction, walking over with an easy grace. "It’s not luck but fate. We are fated to be together, Xin-ge."

Han Xin felt a rush of warmth at those words. He sat up, excitement flickering in his chest as Xiang Yu straddled him, their bodies close. He extended the mug, and Han Xin took it gratefully. "Thank you, babe. You are so sweet," he said, his eyes shining with admiration before he drank from the mug.

After placing the empty mug on the bedside table, Han Xin’s hands found their way to Xiang Yu’s thighs and waist, fingers gently caressing the warm skin. He pulled Xiang Yu closer, leaning in to kiss him deeply.

The kiss was soft, filled with a mixture of affection and playful energy. When their lips finally parted, Xiang Yu’s fingers caressed Han Xin’s chin.

"Let’s go to bed, otherwise, you will have a bad hangover," Xiang Yu said softly, concern lacing his words.

Han Xin nodded, unable to hide his smile. His agreement was driven more by the desire to cuddle with Xiang Yu than any real concern for a hangover. "Okay," he murmured, feeling excitement bubble within him.

Han Xin spooned Xiang Yu gently, their bodies fitting together like pieces of a puzzle. He pulled Xiang Yu a little tighter into his arms, relishing the warmth radiating between them. His lips brushed lightly against Xiang Yu’s ear.

"Can I tell you a secret?" Han Xin asked, his breath warm and hushed.

"Okay," Xiang Yu replied, feeling a tingle of curiosity run down his spine.

Silence hung in the air as Han Xin seemed to search for the right words, the weight of what he wanted to say resting heavily on his shoulders. Finally, he spoke, his tone earnest. "I have lived this life before." ƒreeωebnovel.ƈom

Xiang Yu’s eyes fluttered open, surprise flooding through him. This revelation was unexpected, stirring a flurry of emotions within him. The divine emperor hadn’t mentioned that Han Xin could be reborn in these worlds.

The pieces began to fit together in his mind. Suddenly, everything made sense. He recalled the way Han Xin had been cold and distant at first. It wasn’t because he just disliked the original Xiang Yu but that he had already lived through it in his past and held a deep hatred for him.

"You don’t believe me, right?" Han Xin continued, his voice tinged with uncertainty.

Xiang Yu shifted to face him, their noses almost touching. "I believe you," he declared, the words pouring out of him with conviction.

Those three simple words sent Han Xin’s heart racing, relief flooding through him. He pulled Xiang Yu closer, feeling as if he could shield him from the world.

"I lived this life before, but you weren’t there," he confessed, his fingers gently curling against Xiang Yu’s back, his touch tender yet firm.

"I was so lonely," Han Xin added, the weight of his past lifting just enough to allow a glimpse of his pain.

Xiang Yu’s heart ached for him. "I am sorry I was late. I should have come sooner."

"No," Han Xin replied, his voice softening. "You came just in time." He leaned down, pressing a gentle kiss to Xiang Yu’s forehead, a gesture filled with warmth and care.

Xiang Yu closed his eyes, savouring the sensation of Han Xin’s lips on his skin. "I will always come for you, no matter the lifetime," he promised, his voice sincere, the depth of his feelings spilling forth.

"And I will wait for you," Han Xin replied, his tone unwavering, filled with a sense of hope.

With a comforting embrace, Xiang Yu wrapped his arm around Han Xin’s waist, drawing him in closer. "Goodnight, my love," he whispered, a smile forming on his lips.

"Goodnight, baby," Han Xin responded, a warmth spreading through him at the endearment.