The Ger's Contract Marriage [BL]
Chapter 120: Another First Time — R18

Chapter 120: Another First Time — R18

The carriage moved steadily out of the town, the clip-clop of horse hooves echoing through the twilight and drowning out any other sounds, as they ventured into the chilly evening of the northern countryside.

The sun had dipped nearly below the horizon, leaving behind a faint afterglow that painted the sky with shades of soft oranges and purples. The air was crisp, and a gentle breeze carried a wintry chill that nipped at exposed skin.

As they left the city gates behind, the carriage rumbled onto the open road. The surroundings transformed from bustling urban life to the serene, landscapes of the countryside.

The road stretched ahead, flanked by bare trees and the occasional oxcart or villager progressing on foot.

Even on this peaceful journey, Xu Feng couldn’t ignore the persistent hand of a certain young master attempting to adjust their seating arrangement.

Xuan Yang was patting him as if he were a child in need of comfort and protection in the confines of the small carriage. The ride was relatively smooth, especially compared to the oxcart Xu Feng had experienced before.

Xu Feng decided to address the affectionate gesture of a certain doting snake, taking Xuan Yang’s hand in his own and lifting it to his lips. Their eyes locked in a moment of connection.

The normally composed and icy Xuan Yang seemed to melt under Xu Feng’s gaze, his dark eyes growing even darker as he absorbed the sight of the silver haired ger, his hair cascading down, slightly unkempt yet mesmerizing.

Xu Feng took a deep breath before subtly adjusted his position, shifting backward on Xuan Jian’s thighs and ensuring a gentle rub of his bum against the seat. It was a small yet significant and persistent movement.

An unspoken invitation and a tantalizing hint of what could come next. His eyes remained locked with Xuan Yang even as his face flushed lightly.

He continued his movement slow and gentle, from rubbing to gyrating, until he felt a thick hardness welcome him.

"Ugh," Finally came Xuan Jian’s groan after holding out for some time. The noise and the creaking from whatever part of the carriage the man had squeezed, signaled Xu Feng to stop. His goal had been achieved.

The men seemed to have a silent understanding to keep the noise down to not alert those outside the carriage.

Xu Feng then held Xuan Yang’s hand to his lips again and kissed it gently, before straightening the hand and gently kissing each and every finger with care.

As he continued his slow ministrations without breaking eye contact, a set of calloused hands twined around his waist urging it to continue its movement against the firm body behind him.

Xu Feng wanted to indulge Xuan Jian, but he had a plan. So, instead, he leaned over to kiss Xuan Yang whose dark eyes hadn’t left his own since their hands were locked together.

The kiss was passionate yet soft as two pairs of lips touched each other, and two tongues lightly tangled as tingling sensations shot down Xu Feng’s body.

It was sweet, and Xu Feng wanted to continue, but couldn’t. His body was already burning, the two knobs on his chest nearly as hard as the stamen between his legs. He was already losing the bit of rationality he started with.

Xu Feng panted, his head dizzy, and his lips tender. Even his nipples against his clothing felt sore somehow, his body was too sensitive. He wanted to blame the cold, but that would be a lie. His head was spinning, but he had a mission.

Kissing was enjoyable, but Xu Feng was on a mission to captivate both men’s attention to the point of obsession, overshadowing his earlier performance with this new act. He would make sure they forgot his earlier play (in the bookstore), because of this new play...

Some gers never learned.

Xu Feng made an effort to steady himself as he transitioned from the sturdy lap to the chilly floor of the moving carriage. However, he wasn’t experiencing cold; quite the opposite, he was burning hot with desire.

Both Xuan Yang and Xuan Jian, made him so unhinged. They could take him from 0 to 60 in no time. Whether it was one or both of them, their effect on his body was undeniable. Xu Feng felt like he was in a housewife’s smut novel...and he didn’t want to leave.

Staring down at the silver haired ger from above was beyond arousing for some reason that hadn’t been identified yet. Xuan Jian couldn’t help but furrow his brows as his self control seemed to continuously escape him.

He prided himself on his self control. He had more of it than the young master who might as well be drooling next to him. Even so, he could barely keep his hands to himself.

Xu Feng used the confusion and hesitation of the seated men to his advantage. Using this time to release the hard friend he had just acquainted with his bum, before Xuan Jian grabbed his hand.

The jade sword of the original iceberg, was a beautiful shape, long and a bit curved pressed against the last line of clothing shielding it from the cold.

It wasn’t even fully released and Xu Feng began to salivate. He’d never done this before, his first reaction shouldn’t be to drool...

Xuan Jian had captured the ger’s hands and was panting softly as he stared at the naughty ger when a pair of familiar, soft hands entered his eye line and finished undoing his underclothes.

Xuan Jian glared at the grinning snake, opening his mouth to rebuke the other man, when...

"Ugh!" the moan was louder this time as Xuan Jian really couldn’t control his voice. It was deep, and laced with lust, one that seemed to reflect the look in Xuan Yang’s eyes.

Xu Feng had taken the small chance Xuan Yang had given him, and covered the tip of the now uncovered jade sword with the warmth of his mouth.

The salty sweet taste danced on his taste buds as he playfully licked the head and as far down the base of the thick and long jade sword as he could. It wasn’t as thick as Xuan Yang’s, but this sword was longer, too long for Xu Feng to get it all in on his first try.

And he was trying.

Xu Feng felt liquid pooling between his legs as his own stamen throbbed. It was too hot, he wanted to undo his coat and maybe grab the jade sword in his mouth, working the portion that he wasn’t confident enough to get in his mouth or down his throat.

But he couldn’t budge against Xuan Jian’s vice like grip.

As he rubbed his legs together to the moaning of the man in front of him, Xu Feng’s vision began to blur once again, fading to white as he involuntarily impaled the angry jade sword down his throat.