The Ger's Contract Marriage [BL]
Chapter 44: Blooming Bud — R18

Chapter 44: Blooming Bud — R18

R-18 scenes can be skipped, it’ll still make sense >.<

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Xuan Jian watched, mesmerized as the ger shivered in his arms, as the weight of the orgasm washed over him and he was relieved. His chest moved up and down as the two abandoned red knobs on his chest made themselves known.

It would be a lie if Xuan Jian said he wasn’t curious. He had been with Xuan Yang for two years—two years he didn’t regret. But before they laid their feelings out, Xuan Yang had been with a few gers, he had more experience with this scene.

As Xu Feng’s breathing began to slow, a finger moved, drawing both men above the ger to look over. It was as if the ger was checking to see if his body was still his own. In another heartbeat, more fingers began moving.

’He’s alive.’

Looking up, there was a pair of deep dark eyes staring into his own with a deep look and restraint hidden behind them. Xuan Jian could only look away as his back tingled. He had the sharp urge to lean over and move his hands along the other man’s scales—they were his weak spot.

Shaking his head with a small smile in his grey eyes, Xuan Jian encouraged the other man, "The ’young master’ should consummate his marriage quickly."

Xuan Yang’s leer was redirected from the ger, to his lover, now back to the slowly adjusting ger. Xuan Jian was okay, he could finish his duty quickly and bury himself in the other man’s arms.

Xu Feng chose that moment to move his head toward the side table, possibly looking for a drink after all the screaming he’d just done. Also, possibly looking for an escape route—he still didn’t believe that behemoth would be able to fit inside him.

...He was hoping it wouldn’t fit.

Medicine wasn’t as reliable here in Donghua, and Xu Feng always secretly felt like he would wake up and everything would be a bad dream—from the zombies to the new body. But in case it wasn’t, he didn’t want to die from an anal tear or internal bleeding from his ass.

What would he tell his parents in the afterlife? Would he even be able to look them in the eyes?

’I took it up the ass for the first time, and it took me all the way to the grave.’

The practice in the last week wasn’t nearly enough to let him have a normal death. He couldn’t even use anything he practiced on this man.

As his chest rose up and fell, unsteadily in the aftermath, he realized he wasn’t ready to lose his virginity. The hot sweat trickling from his forehead in the cold night was a small wake-up call in the middle of the hazy night.

Without warning, the two men above Xu Feng broke their eye contact, firmly placing him back in the spot he managed to inch away from—only a tiny move, but it was something.

As soon as the red-tipped flower blade shot into Xu Feng, he knew he was destined to die young.

"Huuuh,"

With only an inch, he felt his body stretched out, but the young master and his lover wouldn’t let him wriggle even an inch away. They seemed determined to kill him by ass tear, he should have been more suspicious about them before it was too late.

Xu Feng wanted to moan and complain about the two men’s actions, teaming up to bully him, but only one sound could leave his lips now.

"Uhhh..." No words could be formed by Xu Feng, as his mind went white with pain.

The sword slowly advanced, bent on impaling him. The liquids in Xu Feng’s rosebud worked overtime as they tried to soothe the incoming beast’s rampage.

No matter how tight Xu Feng was, his mind kept repeating the same broken passage from one of the educational pamphlets. ’It can always accommodate a man’s girth. That’s why a wife (women and gers) secretes fluids during sex.’

But Xuan Yang’s flower sword was so huge that when it swung its head and crushed the flesh in its path, Xu Feng almost wanted to surrender to death.

He wanted to crawl away, back to his original body in his original world. Anything was better than this.

But Xuan Jian held him down firmly, not letting him move more than an inch from his current position.

As Xu Feng continued to struggle to break free, the iceberg resorted to securing his arms tightly above his head to limit his mobility even further.

In tacit understanding, as one secured the ger’s body, the other man suddenly crashed into the ger with full force, knocking in and pushing him up against Xuan Jian.

"Ahhhh!"

"Ugh!"

"Hmm."

Xu Feng and Xuan Yang were both clearly affected, one screaming even louder and the other groaning with his eyes rolled back.

Xuan Jian swallowed his saliva as he watched the sweat drip down his lover, and his body glisten even in the candlelight.

Xuan Yang’s jet-black hair had become undone in all the chaos, cascading like a silk waterfall over his shoulders. It framed his face with a touch of disheveled elegance, a visual treat unraveling the emotions and desires that had been concealed beneath Xuan Jian’s calm facade.

Xuan Yang decided to push forward and finish up as soon as possible, and get away from this scene. The feeling was too strong, something wasn’t right at all. It hadn’t been right since the start.

From the kiss till now, he was drunk on more than wine.

He pressed the ger’s waist, adjusting his hold and his position inside the warm body so he could penetrate as deeply as possible.

Xuan Yang had been with gers before, but never with the purpose of impregnating one. But he still knew he had to get in as deeply as possible to impregnate the ger. The sooner the better. It would be painful for the ger, but it was already too late to turn back.

Xu Feng, firmly rooted to the bed and the man behind him, could only moan and groan, he could barely move as the Xuan young master plowed his body with no remorse or sympathy.