The Ger's Contract Marriage [BL]
Chapter 495: Love in Dongmen—R18

Chapter 495: Love in Dongmen—R18

Brother Jian was an imposing figure even as he began to rise from the crouching position above FengLi. When standing tall and proud, his broad frame showed hidden strength and the valor of a protector. Even his casual air gave off a calm confidence, a blend of gentlemanly charm and a warrior-like edge.

Despite the lack of insight into the dragon’s family lineage, FengLi could tell he had at least a bit of noble blood in his veins. Brother Jian may be a half-breed or crossbreed, but his bloodline was still strong with a regal bearing and dignified presence that couldn’t be overshadowed.

As FengLi observed the man before him, he couldn’t help but admire Brother Jian’s striking features—the sharp angles of his jawline, the intensity of his gaze, and the subtle hint of a smile that played at the corners of his lips. There was a magnetic allure to him, a charisma that drew others in without effort.

While some might fixate on questions of bloodline purity, FengLi remained unfazed by such trivial matters. To him, what truly mattered was Brother Jian’s moral character, his integrity, and his dedication to his... skills in bed...

One must have standards!

With FengLi’s own strong bloodline, he had no doubts about the health and vitality of any potential offspring they might have in the future.

But for now, this encounter was a hunt—a subtle game of courtship where Brother Jian was unwittingly the prey. He signed up for the benefits but hadn’t realized what game FengLi was playing at. FengLi’s smile widened as he met Brother Jian’s gaze, noting the shift in the other man’s expression.

No longer laughing, Brother Jian’s eyes now held a touch of hunger and desire. It didn’t matter if the man knew he was prey or not, FengLi would let him believe they were just "dual cultivating" as the humans called it, for as long as he liked.

Casual relationships between demon beasts were quite common. They all had urges and would do what needed to be done to scratch certain itches. It was different for humans though, there were often many rules and restrictions in their societies that kept them from acting on their natural desires.

For some humans, they succumbed to these desires and found a way to wield these sexual energies and exchanges to enhance their cultivation. More often than not, dual cultivation or any cultivation relating to sexual energy was considered taboo and was usually practiced by demonic or even more neutral cultivators, not the "good" cultivators.

For demon beasts, natural means like battle, sex, and even eating were ways to improve one’s cultivation. They were more in sync with their bodies, the world around them, and their ancestors. Cultivation was less of a battle against the Heavenly Dao than following their instincts, this was why it was easier for demon beasts to cultivate than for humans to cultivate—but bloodline was still a limiting factor.

FengLi had somehow convinced this Dragonborn that they were simply dual cultivating as the humans did... there were clearly a few screws loose in Brother Jian’s head to believe this obvious lie, but that was okay. FengLi just needed to make sure no one could play with his prey... ahem, dual cultivation partner.

"Every inch of you is radiant, moon’s glow or not." The confidence in the man’s voice made FengLi’s body shiver in anticipation. This was more than a hunt for a partner, he felt like Brother Jian was destined to be his like there was no other he would let have such an effect on him.

"We, we, we..." FengLi’s mind was going blank as desire overcame his common sense, "... last night... My body is still sore..."

It was true, that FengLi wasn’t lying or trying to play some game with the man in front of him. He had great healing ability, but his lower body was still sore from their dance only hours ago. Brother Jian had great stamina and seemed to enjoy the benefits of dual cultivation.

FengLi couldn’t blame him, the benefits he was capable of sharing with others were something he kept to himself. He had to be cautious about who he slept with and have an escape plan in place afterward so he wouldn’t be captured and used as a toy for human or demon-beast cultivators. He and his brother needed to live life carefully.

Even so, they had needs and urges as well.

Their bodies were gifts and curses with no ancestors to help them navigate these things, they could only rely on themselves. But here he was, playing cultivators with a random Dragonborn he wasn’t sure he should trust.

"Ahnn!!!" The noise leaking from his mouth was embarrassing. He was the hunter here! This man was his prey! Yet, Brother Jian had him moaning like a woman of the red-light district with only a stroke against his groin.

"Hmm!" The man was insufferable in this way. He’d developed a liking for the moans after hearing the strange noises leaking from his lips in public. Since their encounter at the auction house in Jinghua several days ago, the frequency of their "dual cultivation" has increased.

It wasn’t the dancing in a public place that had set the man off, it seemed to be the noises FengLi made under his hands. Or maybe it was a combination of both?

There had been one outsider present, a man from this continent. The auction house had mistakenly placed them in the same booth for the auction. This in itself was strange as anonymity was important for auction houses, but FengLi was bent on waiting for the special seeds he wanted to be auctioned.

The man didn’t make any annoying small talk either, he seemed focused on whatever items he’d come for. Even when he’d accidentally brushed his groin against Brother Jian’s shoulder when he tried to scoot between them and let out his first moan, the man had only frozen.

After that, it was like a switch was turned on in Brother Jian, and the man wouldn’t keep his hands to himself the entire auction. The poor human cultivator had to listen to FengLi’s moans for the duration of the evening.

FengLi’s face reddened as he remembered the embarrassment he’d suffered under Brother Jian’s evil mitts. Such an upright man had shown his true color, yet he hadn’t made his escape... Now FengLi wanted to crawl away, but the owner of the evil mitts pulled him back by the waist before laying his entire body on top of him.

"No running," Brother Jian breathed deeply as he’d just run a great distance without rest, "you promised last night."

"Haaahhhnnn!!! I promised then, I didn’t promise now!"

Brother Jian lapped at his ear, making FengLi shudder as his body threatened to release his seed against the bed. The man’s weight felt good but limited his escape. So why try to escape?

The especially hard jade sword rubbing against his buttocks, made FengLi want to stay put and receive any rewards or punishment Brother Jian wanted to give him.

"Ughh." Brother Jian moaned as FengLi began grinding his backside against the already firm jade sword marking its territory without restraint. "Too sore?"

"Enter..." FengLi moaned, his self-control had disappeared. What was self-control even? Who needed that? "Enter me now! Please!! Please!"

Brother Jian moved his left hand from its perch at his waist to his buttocks, rubbing at his entrance through the layers of clothing. FengLi couldn’t help but shiver, but it wasn’t completely in pleasure. There was also pain... but still...

"Hah." Brother Jian sighed before turning FengLi over like a sack of pig feed. The pleading look in the ger’s eyes was hard to ignore. He was even biting his lips in anticipation.

"You usually recover quickly." Brother Jian seemed a bit remorseful, but before FengLi could promise he was okay, the other continued. "I won’t enter today, but tomorrow I have a surprise for you."

Promise be damned! FengLi wanted release right then, his thoughts of being a predator had completely disappeared from his mind. All that mattered was instant gratification with his person, with Brother Jian.

He was beyond attached to his "dual cultivation" partner, almost unhealthily so. Every kiss, touch, and look made him more and more intoxicated. He wanted all the man had to offer, to dominate his everything.

Luckily the Dragonborn wasn’t cruel. He wouldn’t connect their bodies in the way FengLi wanted, but he wouldn’t leave the other without release.

As if knowing what the crazed look in the ger’s eyes meant, he kept his body weight in place while expertly removing the lower portion of their clothing. When their nether regions were open to the air he gripped both jade swords in his left palm.

This clearly wasn’t dual cultivation, was it? They wouldn’t be sharing any energy, yet even as Brother Jian dove in for a kiss, swallowing all the ger’s lewd sounds as he created friction between their jade swords, FengLi still felt he was the predator.

This was a game between him the predator, and Brother Jian, the innocent prey...