The Ger's Contract Marriage [BL]
Chapter 275: Jian x Yang: A Guest — R18

Chapter 275: Jian x Yang: A Guest — R18

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It wasn’t a love that was new and untested. It was born from the fiery passion of youth but it had been tempered over the years, and nurtured by both Xuan Jian and Xuan Yang.

It had only grown stronger with each passing day. And so had their understandings of each other’s bodies, their lusts, their desires and wants.

They had weathered storms that threatened to tear them apart, only to emerge on the other side, their bond forged even more unbreakable. Their love had mellowed like fine wine, gaining complexity and depth as the years rolled by.

From acquaintances—a master and a servant—to friends—barely—to lovers that would do anything for each other. And they had over the years, done any and everything for the other.

It was in the gentle way they looked at each other, in the comfort of their silences, and in the way their fingers still found solace in each other’s touch, that the enduring nature of their love was revealed.

It was also the passion in the depths of their cores, the movement of their bodies against each other, and the way they could bring pleasure to the other almost effortlessly.

It was a love that had been tested by time, and time had only made it sweeter, like a fine wine being aged from grape juice.

Time became irrelevant as they continued to kiss, their hearts pounding in unison. It was a kiss that left them breathless, their souls entwined in a moment of pure, unadulterated passion.

As they parted, Xuan Yang’s eyes were unfocused as he tried to catch his breath, still struggling to take in every inch of his lover.

Xuan Jian’s smile grew as he watched his lover almost instantly knowing what was running through the other man’s thoughts.

Xuan Yang didn’t seem as scholarly with disheveled under clothes left, his breathing ragged, and remnants of their seed soaking his under clothing. He looked entrancing, a vision of allure and desire that would leave one spellbound in his presence.

His eyes, like pools of liquid obsidian, held a magnetic pull, drawing Xuan Yang into their depths with their dark, mysterious allure. They sparkled with an inner light that seemed to hold the secrets of the universe.

Or at the very least, they held the secret to Xuan Jian’s heart.

The smell in the room was stronger, complimenting Xuan Yang’s flushed body. Xuan Jian put them both out of their misery, removing the last pieces of clothing separating them from each other.

"Aah."

As the last piece of cloth was ripped away, there was small gasp of noise that hadn’t come from Xuan Jian or the slightly intoxicated Xuan Yang.

Xuan Jian’s attention was momentarily diverted as the faint sound reached his ears, like a soft rustling of fabric. Curiosity got the better of him, and he turned his head to trace the source of the disturbance.

There, standing in the corner of the room, was a tall silver haired ger, cocooned in a very familiar blanket.

Their eyes met, and for an instant, the ger’s eyes widened in surprise, caught in the act of eavesdropping...voyeurism.

However, instead of being drawn into the unfolding scene, Xu Feng, the very guilty silver haired ger, shook his head subtly, his expression conveying a silent message to Xuan Jian.

Xuan Jian, understood the unspoken communication. He smiled knowingly at Xu Feng, a shared understanding passing between them.

With that silent exchange, Xuan Jian chose to refocus on the lover in front of him with the unfocused stare.

Xu Feng’s scent and presence hadn’t been immediately noticeable to Xuan Jian, because it had become so familiar to him. But, if he could feel Xu Feng’s presence, so could Xuan Yang.

Their senses were now a bit muddled, but still ever present.

The room once again became a sanctuary of intimacy, and Xuan Yang continued to share the passionate moment with the raven haired beauty below him...and a silver haired ger who didn’t want to sleep alone.

"Ugh," Xuan Yang couldn’t help but let out another groan. The assault of the cold air against his bare flesh, and the mixture of the third scent sent him to another level of readiness.

An uncomfortable twitching began from his entrance. The entrance that was currently in training seemed to be reacting well to all of Xuan Jian’s love and attention.

They had used a few jade eggs and even the smaller phalluses to ready him. It had been uncomfortable and painful at times, but now the entrance seemed to be anticipating their time together.

Xuan Yang always knew Xuan Jian was an attentive and gentle lover. He had been lavished with kisses and other less respectable shows of love from Jian. This wasn’t new, but the attention on his entrance opened...a whole new door.

"Hmm," Xuan Yang took in a sharp breath as the practiced hands of his lover rubbed his skin. The slathering of the cold lubricant against his entrance sent shivers down his spine.

It wasn’t foreign, but it felt brand new, and Xuan Yang could barely contain himself.

Even from this position, lower on the bed, Xuan Jian was mesmerized by the sight in front of him. The straining veins only adding to image of Xuan Yang’s jade sword. It was beautiful, like a flower in spring, about to bloom.

The color was vibrant and rich, tempting one to...swallow?

Xuan Jian couldn’t help but grin and look back at the focused ger behind him. Xu Feng was now snuggled in the corner, languid but focused, taking in the picture in front of him.

’Yang’s sword is very appetizing,’ Xuan Jian couldn’t help but agree with words he’d heard a certain silver haired ger repeat every so often, hoping he could somehow hear.

A small knowing smile from Xu Feng, seemed to close the communication loop.

It was unanimous, Xuan Yang’s jade sword was delicious looking, and Xuan Jian wanted to eat but a certain twitching entrance was his immediate goal.

Xuan Jian moved forward, inserting two fingers into the waiting empty entrance and restarting his ministrations on the now once again hard jade sword.

"Agh," Xuan Yang’s head tilted back as he moaned, and his eyes fluttered shut once again, but the penetration was too much. There were too many feelings to withstand.