Villain Saving System (BL)
Chapter 400 - 7.90 If This Is My Last [M]

Chapter 400: 7.90 If This Is My Last [M]

Warning: extremely long Chapter. I truly apologize but this will be the last. Next Chapter, we will return to the usual length

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"Shoot me." Zion’s voice pierced through the hazy fog in his mind and brought him back to his senses. "As soon as I am dead, my men will set off the bombs in this place. What do you think will happen to the hundreds of people still fighting down there?"

Lu Yizhou let out a quiet gasp, his heart thundering wildly inside the ribcage — intact, uninjured. Sweat beaded on his hairline and his grip on the gun trembled. He had used ’Time Rewinder’ right before his heart could stop beating yet somehow... Lu Yizhou could still feel the phantom burn lingering on his chest, the blood surging on his throat and Moshe... his lover’s horrified and despairing look as he cried out for him...

Fuck, that was something he definitely did not want to repeat a second time.

Moshe’s voice was akin to a balm to his shaken soul. "You’re bluffing. My men have checked this place. There’s no bombs around here."

"Oh?" Zion raised a brow. "I am sure you have checked the ground but what about... under the ground?"

[666: Host, Host QAQ are you okay?! You really scared 666 this time! 666 thought that you will die and we have to restart the world all over again!]

Lu Yizhou swallowed past the lump on his throat as he observed his surroundings warily. The bomb planted under the dock was one concern but he had never expected Zion to plant a sniper on the passing boat! He admitted that it was a brilliant move. The sniper could avoid Moshe’s men’s radar and at the same time, catch everyone off guard with the sudden attack!

He could already see the ship coming close! Damn it! He tapped urgently on his earpiece and gave out a string of commands. "Attention everyone! Be wary of the white cabin cruiser approximately 900 meters from the shore. One or more snipers are hiding in there! There are also bombs planted under the dock, get someone to disarm them!"

Zion’s eyes flew wide in shock and he shot up standing. "How—?!"

As he was talking into the earpiece, Lu Yizhou pounced on the stunned Moshe and pressed him flat to the ground. "Duck!"

In the next second, a bullet whizzed past the air and embedded itself into the opposite wall right where Moshe was standing a split second ago! Lu Yizhou fired two shots; one on Zion’s thigh and another on his right arm — the hand that had aimed the gun at Moshe. "Stay here!" he yelled at Moshe before swiftly taking charge and lunged at Zion, his eyes bloodshot in barely suppressed rage.

Caught off guard, Zion was slammed back to the ground, choking with Lu Yizhou’s tight grip around his throat. "You–" He rasped, eyes wide in disbelief. "How?! How did you know?!"

[System notification: Warning! Host is prohibited from eliminating the world’s protagonist!]

[System notification: Warning! Host is prohibited from eliminating the world’s protagonist!]

Lu Yizhou sneered. "Rest assured because I will not let him die so easily!" Not caring that no one would understand him, he hauled Zion up and twisted the man’s hands behind his back. Just like that, Lu Yizhou was using him as a human shield as he boldly walked into the range of the sniper’s radar. He let out a chilling laugh. "Let’s see if they will dare to shoot!"

"You fucker..." Zion struggled vehemently, veins throbbing from his neck. "I will kill you!"

Lu Yizhou laughed again as he twisted Zion’s hands harder, earning him a muffled shout of pain. In the next second, a few motorboats were roaring out in the distance as Moshe’s men were joining the battle amid the sea. Gunshots rang out one after another like fireworks that illuminated the darkness. Upon closing in to the target, one of the motorboats suddenly gained speed and crashed straight toward the cabin cruise, almost toppling it upside down!

One minute difference, but Lu Yizhou finally managed to turn the tide to their favor!

Finally at ease that the sniper was preoccupied with fighting Moshe’s men, Lu Yizhou turned to face Moshe for the first time and found him still frozen on the floor, staring at Lu Yizhou in utter shock.

Relief coursed through Lu Yizhou in waves, almost making him weak on the knees. This time, he was not too late. This time, his lover wouldn’t have to show such an anguished look.

Lu Yizhou had fulfilled his promise very well. He was Moshe’s weapon, his shield and his trump card.

"Master..." Lu Yizhou’s smile grew wider and he kicked the back of Zion’s legs and forced him to kneel in front of Moshe. He freed one hand to press on the back of Zion’s neck, forcing his head to hang low in subservience — uncaring of the curses spilling forth the man’s lips. "This pet is presenting a gift for you. Do you like it?"

***

The sun was gradually rising from the horizon, painting the sea in a myriad of golden ripples that signalled a brand new day.

The chaotic situation was quickly taken under control. Zion, due to the wound’s shock and blood loss, had fainted soon after Lu Yizhou pressed on some of his acupuncture points. On the other hand, after realizing that their leader had fallen and all their alternative plans were all foiled, the morale of Cobalt Fang’s men dropped to an all time low. They were easily subdued by Moshe’s men — either apprehended alive or killed on the spot.

All in all, it was a brilliant victory with minimum loss.

Moshe still showed the same kind of look — kinda bewildered, eyes seemingly lost in thought — even after the men came to haul Zion away. People steadily filled out of the lighthouse, leaving Lu Yizhou and Moshe alone.

Back then, the last event was so chaotic and rushed, he had to keep an eye on Zion and the sniper at the same time, so much that he failed to notice the small purplish bruise blooming on Moshe’s forehead where he was flattened to the ground earlier.

Lu Yizhou approached him slowly and reached out toward the bruise. It looked utterly horrendous on Moshe’s slightly pale face. "Sorry..." he grimaced. "I didn’t mean to knock you down so hard. Are you—"

However, before he could even finish his sentence, he was suddenly tackled and slammed to the wall behind him. Lu Yizhou was taken aback when a pair of arms wrapped around his torso so tight that it almost broke his old waist. Moshe’s head was buried in his shoulder, rendering him unable to gauge the man’s expression clearly.

"Sweetheart..." Lu Yizhou let out a helpless sigh and relaxed himself, one of his arms came to rest on the curve of Moshe’s waist while the other slipped into his hair, thumb caressing the soft flesh of Moshe’s cheek. "You must have been surprised. I’m sorry, there’s no time to alert you back then without—"

Lu Yizhou abruptly froze, the words all stuck to his throat in a heavy lump.

Moshe’s shoulders were shaking minutely and then... something cold suddenly landed on Lu Yizhou’s hand. One droplet... then two... Lu Yizhou’s pupils dilated as he scrambled to grab Moshe’s chin to lift his head. Upon seeing the fat crystalline tears that were sliding down the curve of Moshe’s pale cheeks, Lu Yizhou’s mind went utterly blank as panic took over.

"M–Moshe...?" Lu Yizhou cradled his lover’s face with both hands, flustered. "What’s wrong?Are you hurt—"

"You..." Moshe suddenly grabbed his collar and hollered right in front of his face. "IDIOTTT—!!!!"

His voice was so loud that Lu Yizhou’s ears were ringing from the aftermath, disoriented. In the distance, seagulls flapped their wings away in panic and Lu Yizhou was sure that everyone in the vicinity could hear the echo of Moshe’s voice clearly.

"...Idiot!" He repeated once again, softer and weaker this time and oh... his voice was filled with so, so much grief. But the ultimate sight that crushed Lu Yizhou’s heart to pieces was the thick despair that shrouded the brightness of his eyes, turning them dull and muddy. Lu Yizhou had only seen that kind of look on him once before. Only once, but the appalling sight was already etched into the back of his eyelids enough to give him nightmares for days. But how...? That time was—

Moshe surprised him again by lifting the hem of his shirt with frantic movements, his eyes darting around the intact patch of skin, only littered in a few bruises due to the fight earlier. Yet as if he still could not trust his own eyes, Moshe reached out to place a palm right on Lu Yizhou’s chest, basking in the solid and vigorous thumping of his heart.

Another quiet sob escaped his lips as he leaned his head into the crook of Lu Yizhou’s neck. "How dare you... scare me like that..."

Lu Yizhou barely recovered from his shock enough to choke out, "You... remembered? How..."

That... was impossible! Back in the second world, Lu Yizhou had once used this skill to hide his vampire identity from Theodore and that time, the skill worked just fine! So how could Moshe manage to remember it this time?!

Moshe merely shook his head again and again. "I don’t know... My head is a mess right now. Tell me, is this a dream...?" He lifted his head and stared into Lu Yizhou’s eyes pleadingly. And goodness... Lu Yizhou wanted to shoot himself twice over with every droplet of tears that fell from his lover’s beautiful eyes. "Have we died? Or... Or have you died and... and this is all merely the scene my mind conjures up because I miss you too much—"

"No." Lu Yizhou hastily interjected before Moshe’s mind could wander far. He clasped Moshe’s hand that was placed over his chest and kept it firmly there while his other hand reached out to cup his cheek, catching the crystalline liquid with his thumb. "No, Moshe. This is not a dream. Can you feel my heartbeat under your palm...?"

He leaned forward to close the meager distance between them and pressed their cheeks side by side. He then rubbed Moshe’s back, digging his fingers a bit too roughly into the flesh on Moshe’s waist. "Can you feel my warmth? My touch? Can you feel the vibration of my voice on your skin?"

Moshe sucked in sharp breath and blinked, his lashes damp with tears. His hand pressed harder on Lu Yizhou’s chest as if he couldn’t get enough... as if he wanted to grab Lu Yizhou’s heart in his palm and saw it throb with his own eyes. His other hand glided under Lu Yizhou’s shirt to grab hold of his throat, to sense the pulsation of his carotid arteries under his fingers...

Lu Yizhou let him do whatever he wanted, let him probe and press and touch to his heart’s content.

"You are warm..." he murmured after a few seconds, dazed.

Lu Yizhou hummed, the vibration of his vocal cord transmitted to Moshe’s palm and made his eyes light up again.

His voice shook, both in disbelief and realization. "...and breathing."

A small huff of laughter escaped Lu Yizhou’s lips. But then, his expression turned solemn. "Back then, I was indeed shot by the sniper." Moshe’s body stiffened but before he could say anything, Lu Yizhou hastily added. "I turned back time, Moshe. I have no idea how you remembered it but... I turned one minute back in time before everything happened. And as you can see, everything worked out in the end."

"You turned back time..." Moshe chuckled wetly, still sounded a little bamboozled. "Really, Lu Yizhou...? You have never failed to surprise me every single time."

Lu Yizhou moved his hand to the back of Moshe’s head, fingers tangling between the damp locks of his hair. "So... have you been convinced that this is not a dream? Otherwise I can..." His words trailed off as Lu Yizhou tilted his head to brush their noses together. So soft and feathery that it elicited another bout of chuckles from Moshe’s lips.

"You can... what?" Moshe’s lips parted slightly. Waiting. Challenging.

As much as Lu Yizhou wished to delve in, he opted to trail his lips along the tear streak on Moshe’s cheeks instead, gently kissing and licking the lingering sadness away. Moshe’s lashes fluttered wildly and his breath hitched on his throat. Unable to bear the small distance between them, Lu Yizhou grabbed him closer by the waist as his lips moved to taste the salty tears on his lover’s red-rimmed eyes.

"Lu Yizhou..." Moshe’s grip on his throat tightened, his voice coming out strained. Lu Yizhou almost forgot that he had not taken his hands away.

"Hmm...?"

Moshe breathed out, "Kiss me."

Lu Yizhou drew back enough to stare into his eyes.

"...Hard," he added in a low murmur. "I want it to hurt... I want to feel you."

Alas, before Lu Yizhou could make that wish come true, loud thumps of footsteps shattered the bubble of their own world and threw them back into reality. Moshe almost bared his teeth at his subordinate’s appearance, not even caring that he was seen in such a provocative position. "What?!" he bit out sharply.

"B–Boss...!" The poor man was almost startled out of his soul at this spicy scene. He immediately trained his eyes on the wall beside the two tangled men. "Good– no, bad news... no, that’s not right either!"

Moshe’s expression morphed into a scowl and that was enough to send the man into a spiral of panic as he blurted out. "The car that Cobalt Fang’s leader is in, the one we sent back first to the basecamp... has gotten in an accident, Boss! An oil truck has lost control and slammed into it. All of the people inside, including the leader, are burned to death on the spot!"

Lu Yizhou was stunned. Zion... was dead? He abruptly recalled the words Cheryl had said last night — "That’s why the simulator will be working to get rid of him as soon as the mission is completed in case he will breach into the main system like he did before."

But the mission was still not—

Right as the thought passed through Lu Yizhou’s mind, a familiar beep resounded.

[System notification: Congratulations! You have successfully completed your mission in this world! The exit portal will open in a few moments. Please prepare yourself for it!]

***

The door had not even fully closed behind them yet when Moshe suddenly surged forward and caught his lips in a rough, bruising kiss. A deep hum escaped Lu Yizhou’s throat as he opened his mouth and pressed deeper, harder, continuing where they left off — it took him a while to realize that they hadn’t really had time for themselves ever since the fake bonding event. And not to mention that both of them had been separated for almost a week before that!

After the high adrenaline rush and the near death experience, Lu Yizhou was getting a little lightheaded as they walked back to the car and once again, Moshe caught him before he could face-plant first to the ground. It took him a few long minutes to assure Moshe that no, he did not suffer from any aftermath from the time rewind.

When Moshe still insisted on bringing him to the hospital, Lu Yizhou had no choice but to admit that he was just a little tired. Adding on to this sleepless night for everyone, he himself hadn’t gotten a wink of sleep the previous day in lieu of watching Moshe’s rare sleeping face. The last time he had closed his eyes was two days ago when he fainted due to the system’s disturbance and it meant that Lu Yizhou hadn’t rested even a bit for the last 40 hours or more!

Lu Yizhou had to endure Moshe’s half an hour nagging, but at least he could lay his head on Moshe’s shoulder in the back seat of the car and relish in the lover’s warmth for the rest of the journey.

He was refreshed by the time they arrived back in the mansion but before he could decide what to do, Moshe had ordered his men not to disturb him for the next six hours and dragged Lu Yizhou to his room.

And here he was, with Moshe steadily pressing him back step by step until the back of his knees bumped against the bed. Lu Yizhou let himself fall with a bounce, Moshe crawling after him soon afterward. "Wait—" Lu Yizhou struggled to say in between Moshe’s demanding kisses.

"Hmm?" Not only did Moshe not wait, he had even shoved his hand under Lu Yizhou’s shirt and pinched his nipple!

Lu Yizhou had no idea whether to laugh or cry. "I have..." Kiss. "...something to say." Another kiss.

Moshe spoke directly into his lips. "Can’t you leave it for later?"

Amused at his lover’s eagerness, Lu Yizhou pushed him away enough to blurt out, "Just want to say that my mission has been completed."

Moshe’s movement halted and this time, he finally pulled away to sit back on his heels and straddled Lu Yizhou’s torso in the middle. His ponytail was a little askew due to Lu Yizhou’s ministrations, wild strands flying all over the place. He was breathing heavily, his lips kissed-swollen and glistening with saliva. Lu Yizhou’s heart skipped a few beats at how beautiful he was even after the long, difficult day. How unfair! Was he the one equipped with the beauty filter or was it Moshe? Otherwise how could he still look so gorgeous after rolling around the ground and the crying incident?

"The mission... has been completed?" He blinked as if not registering the sentence. Then in the next blink, his expression abruptly sank. "So... that means you are leaving?"

Lu Yizhou had tried his best to explain to Moshe how the time limit and its effect on this world worked. From his past experience, he found out that if he left, Moshe would be left behind until the day he died. Only when they both left would the simulator stop working. Back then, Moshe had merely given a nod when Lu Yizhou told him. Lu Yizhou could not ascertain how much he actually understood.

Looking at Moshe’s grave expression though, Lu Yizhou sat up even without thinking to grab Moshe’s hand, bringing it to his lips in a kiss. "Don’t worry, Moshe. I won’t leave without you. I swear on my life."

Moshe let out a breath of relief at that. "Good... That’s very good. I thought you—"

"You think I will suddenly disappear and leave you all alone?" Lu Yizhou snorted out loud, slightly offended that Moshe would even think of it. Had he not been clear enough with his action? Thinking that maybe Moshe would need some words of reassurance, he declared with a tone that brooked no arguments. "Sweetheart, you are not getting rid of me. If we are going to go, then we will do it together."

"Good." The curve of Moshe’s smile deepened and Lu Yizhou couldn’t help bringing him close to lick the seam of his lips. His action caused Moshe’s golden eyes to darken and once again, Lu Yizhou was pushed down to the bed. Above him, Moshe started to undo the buttons of his own shirt. "So... how much time do we have?"

Lu Yizhou swallowed, too enamored with the glimpse of crimson and black that was peeking through Moshe’s loose collar. "You may take as much time as you need but... I’d prefer it if we can leave soon."

"Three days," Moshe decided.

Lu Yizhou nodded and passingly ordered 666 to change his time limit into three days. "Deal."

"Anything else?" Moshe shrugged his shirt off and threw it to the side. Lu Yizhou already couldn’t resist the sweet temptation. Once again he sat up and took hold of Moshe’s slender waist, basking in the heat that radiated off him. His teeth latched onto the piercing on Moshe’s right nipple, sucking and rolling the metal with the tip of his tongue.

A breathy chuckle escaped Moshe’s throat as he raked his fingers through Lu Yizhou’s hair. "Do you like it? My piercings?" At the same time, he also grinded his hips down against Lu Yizhou’s bulging erection, pulling out a strained groan from the latter. Moshe held onto his shoulders for leverage as he began to roll his hips, rubbing their clothed erections with slow, measured pace that sent Lu Yizhou’s blood roaring in his ears. "Tell me, hmm? Do you like them?"

Rather than words, Lu Yizhou preferred to answer it through action. He tightened his hold on Moshe’s waist and rolled them over in one swift movement, pinning Moshe down to the bed. Moshe was caught off guard for a second before laughter spilled out of his lips.

Beautiful, Lu Yizhou thought. He suddenly got a strong, overwhelming urge to taste the vibration of that laughter on his skin, to swallow it down his belly for keepsake. Thus he bent down and latched onto the swell of Moshe’s jugular, turning that laughter into breathless moans in mere seconds.

"You told me you want it to hurt..." Lu Yizhou’s hand trailed along the dip of Moshe’s collarbones. Then he flicked Moshe’s nipples back and forth, teasing them until the bud perked up from the attention. Maybe it had been too long, but he felt his self-control slipping out of his fingers faster than usual, it was quite alarming. Even looking at his lover like this, all trembling and gasping below him like this was enough to make him lose his mind. Nonetheless, he forced himself to calm down otherwise he would have ripped Moshe’s trousers to shreds right at this moment and entered him in one thrust.

"How much hurt do you mean by that? Like this..." Without any warning, he twisted Moshe’s pierced nipple roughly and Moshe gasped, his back arching to leave the bed. But Lu Yizhou was merciless as he continued by biting down harshly, so his teeth mark was circling Moshe’s rosy bud like a brand. He licked the little beads of blood that were oozing out in satisfaction. "...or like this?"

Moshe threw his head back and groaned out loud, his abdomen twitching in both pleasure and pain. "More..." he gave a roguish smirk, breathless. "Give me all you have, baby."

Oh God... that nickname. Lu Yizhou shivered just by hearing it. He was suddenly reminded of the time when Moshe called him that for the first time. He had been on the precipice of ecstasy with Moshe’s fingers deep inside him... his mind hazy with desire and want, and in the end, it was that one word that sent him reeling to the edge and almost couldn’t return.

Lu Yizhou swallowed thickly. This... was a dangerous and unsuitable time to reminisce about such a thing. Moshe was laid out like a sumptuous dish for him, soft and pliant and wet, waiting for him to—

Lu Yizhou finally pulled Moshe’s trousers and boxer brief off him to find his cock already leaking enough to soak the inside of his thighs. He couldn’t help but chuckle deeply. There was no need for additional lubrication because Moshe was already wet enough to smooth the intrusion. Lu Yizhou dipped his fingers into his creamy essence, deliberately neglecting the man’s weeping cock as he probed around Moshe’s puckered hole.

"You’re so wet..." he rasped in a rough voice and slipped one finger in. It had already gone tight without any regular ’exercise’ and oh, how Lu Yizhou had missed this warmth. "Have you been waiting for long?"

Moshe wasn’t ashamed to show his desire at all. Not only that, he also batted his lashes! Lord bless him, where had he learned such a move from?! "Hmm... I have been hard even back in the lighthouse. Can’t you tell?"

Lu Yizhou really couldn’t. Moshe’s poker face game was too strong in front of his subordinates. When Lu Yizhou thought of how Moshe had strutted around all this while with his dick half-mast, his blood instantly went south, making his shaft even harder than before. Damn it, he did not know whether to call Moshe shameless or bold!

"So what are you waiting for?" Moshe kicked him lightly on his stomach with a grumpy and impatient look.. "I told you I want it to hurt. So why are you still taking your time to prepare me?"

"But—" Not to boast but Lu Yizhou’s cock was big enough that if he were to enter now, Moshe would definitely be hurt. Alas, it seemed like his worry was entirely unneeded because Moshe cut him off with an irritated huff.

"No buts." He all but pulled down Lu Yizhou’s zipper and took out his cock in one swift movement before lining it up against his own entrance. Lu Yizhou was so taken off guard that he almost keeled over. Fuck, Moshe’s hand was freezing compared to his scorching cock and the sensation was... fuck!

Moshe batted his lashes again and pursed his lips into a resemblance of a pout. Lu Yizhou groaned. What kind of torture was this? How could Moshe do this to him? He really needed to stop doing that or else Lu Yizhou’s self control would disintegrate into dust! "I have been wanting this for days and you won’t even give it to me? What kind of pet are you?"

"Master—" Veins popped out of Lu Yizhou’s forehead. He swore, Moshe would definitely be the death of him someday! His breathing was ragged as he held onto the base of his own cock to prevent him from releasing. Calm down, Lu Yizhou. His lover wanted it hurt. Alright... so hurt it would be. He tossed his shirt off fluidly before bearing his weight down on Moshe and whispering into his ear. "If you can’t bear it anymore, tell me okay?"

Moshe wrapped his arms around Lu Yizhou’s back and scoffed. "Who do you think I— a-ahh!" He let out a loud gasp, nails digging into the flesh of Lu Yizhou’s shoulders as Lu Yizhou began to push in, his eyes screwed tight. Damn it—! Moshe’s inside had not been lubricated properly so every drag was burning, but more than that, he was so damn tight Lu Yizhou felt as if his cock would be sucked in!

"Sweetheart..." Lu Yizhou pressed kisses on Moshe’s sweaty forehead, one of his hands reaching between them to pump his cock. "Relax for me, love. Yes, yes... like that. Yes, you’re doing so good..."

Moshe’s breath came out in little hitches and his golden eyes were glazed over with unshed tears. But his heels were locked behind Lu Yizhou’s back, firmly preventing him from pulling out. Lu Yizhou could only roll his hips slowly to loosen the tight walls and distract him from the pain with kisses on his face.

"Are you okay...?" He asked tremblingly and wiped the dampness from the corner of Moshe’s eyes. Moshe was not the only one who had it difficult.

Moshe gritted out. "Move." He began to roll his own hips to meet Lu Yizhou’s thrust. "Fuck me up real good. This is an order!"

Lu Yizhou let out a pained, guttural groan and surrendered to his lover’s whims.

The next three days were spent in a similar fashion. Aside from working, scheming to devour Cobalt Fang Clan who had lost its backbone and celebrating the hard-earned victory with Moshe’s men, the two filled the rest of the time touching and embracing each other as if they couldn’t get enough.

On their last night, they had a private dinner with Cheryl, who spent the time enthusiastically informing Lu Yizhou of the matter outside the simulator, starting from the massive bug clean-up, a few core changes in the R&D department (it was still a wonder how she could know that), until the end, she suddenly exclaimed, "Oh, right! Grandpa and Grandma have been waiting for us outside the portal!"

Moshe choked on his wine while Lu Yizhou’s eyes merely widened a fraction. He realized almost immediately whom Cheryl was talking about but... Grandpa and Grandma? So Cyrus and Luan were—

Moshe dabbed his lips with a napkin. "W–Who?"

"Oh, they are Daddy’s parents!"

Moshe turned to him, aghast. "So after the midnight strikes, I will be meeting your parents and my... my in-laws?" He choked out the words with difficulty.

Lu Yizhou hastily cleared up the misunderstanding before it could do Moshe any permanent damage. "Not my real parents. They are our... helpers." Inwardly he was amused. Moshe had never looked so horrified facing other people before. Was he panicking, thinking that he ought to do something to leave the best first impression? How adorable...

The dinner passed in an intimate and harmonious atmosphere. They took turns hugging and smooching Cheryl’s cheeks — especially Moshe — because this would be the last time they met, at least in Cheryl’s current form.

"Don’t be sad, Mommy." Cheryl patted Moshe’s head and gigged. "We will meet again very soon!"

"En." Lu Yizhou looked at the two people he adored the most in the world and smiled. "We will." He would make sure of it.

The walk back to their room was silent. Lu Yizhou, thinking that Moshe was sad about their impending departure, kept mum and merely reached out to squeeze his hand. Who knew that his sincerity would end up being thrown to the trash bin! As soon as the door closed behind them, Lu Yizhou was immediately pushed – face first – against the wall. He was so shocked that it left him speechless for a few seconds!

"Moshe...?" He called out tentatively as Moshe’s paws began to squeeze and massage his ass. "Aren’t you sad...?"

"Hmm? Why should I?" His voice was light and airy. "You guys went to such lengths to cheer me up that I can’t help but play along. Did you not say that we will meet again very soon?"

All of the heartache gripping Lu Yizhou’s heart immediately vanished with a poof faster than the morning mist under the scorching sun. He gritted his teeth in exasperation. He should have known it! Moshe was not the kind of person who would be sentimental because of a brief separation!

"I do wonder though." Moshe’s hand slipped between the cleft of his ass to grab the plug that had been inside him since this morning. Lu Yizhou’s body stiffened from the zap of electricity that ran down his spine. "The other me... will they fuck you like I do?"

"No one has... You’re my first—ngh!" Lu Yizhou gasped when his sweatpants were suddenly yanked down to pool around his ankle and Moshe, this horny bastard, took no time at all to lift Lu Yizhou’s hips and spread his ass to bare his swollen and puffy hole to the whole world! "Hmm..." he let out a satisfied groan. "Still so beautiful. So perfect for me."

When Moshe pulled the plug out, Lu Yizhou couldn’t help the loud gasp that escaped his lips at the sensation of Moshe’s thick jizz running down his thighs. His body trembled, still lingering with the maddening sensation of Moshe fucking him down to the mattress this morning. He jerked when Moshe’s fingers circled around the rims, further messing the cum inside.

"So loose and wet." Moshe started to drop kisses along his spine and Lu Yizhou felt it burn as if his entire body had been set alight. "Such a perfect hole for me to fuck into..."

Lu Yizhou bit his lips to suppress the groan. "Must you do this...?"

In less than three hours, the withdrawal would begin and Lu Yizhou would be pulled out of this world whereas Cheryl would be the one who guided Moshe out. And the main problem was, Lu Yizhou knew perfectly that Moshe would not be satisfied in mere three hours! Usually they would have two or three rounds in the morning – a ritual before Moshe went to work – but this morning, Moshe deliberately held back and only fucked him once before slipping the butt plug into him!

The soft laugh that came from behind sounded especially evil for some reason. Moshe’s warm breath spilled over his ear as he draped his body over Lu Yizhou, the blunt head of his cock pressing in.

"Baby..." he whispered intensely. "If this is going to be my last moment, then I will spend every... fucking... second inside you." He emphasized strongly on each word. His voice was soft, almost bewitching but the movement of his waist was ruthless as he rammed into Lu Yizhou with a single thrust without so much as a warning!

Lu Yizhou gasped, eyes going as wide as saucers at the sensation of Moshe’s piercings dragging on his inside. No matter how many times he had gone through this, he would not be able to get used to it!

"Moshe..." he shuddered through the swirl of delight that was wrecking across his whole body, his head hanging low.

Moshe exhaled hotly, "What is it?"

Lu Yizhou clenched his fists. He turned his head to catch Moshe’s ravenous eyes, drinking in his intoxicated look, the sweat that glided down his face, his swaying ponytail and silhouette that was bathed in the moonlight. "I love you..."

"You—!" Moshe’s movement abruptly went still. His grip on Lu Yizhou’s hips tightened, bruising. Oh how Lu Yizhou wished he could take the marks away with him when he left. Moshe had his eyes shut tight, his breathing rough and fast. But in the end, he threw his head back and let out a raspy, genuine laugh.

When he opened his eyes again, the golden eyes that landed on Lu Yizhou were gentle, so soft and overwhelming in tender affection. Bending down, Moshe planted a kiss on his lips as he began to move again. "I give up."

"Baby, I love you too..."

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Arc 7 — The End

A/N: Happy 400th Chapter and the completion of seven arc, everyone!!! I am very sorry for the delay because, again, I underestimated the length of the Chapter :")

I have been planning to end the arc with Moshe’s first and last confession of love and then I thought, what would be the better way than doing it while they are fucking? Hahaha, Moshe is exactly that kind of horn dog that will take advantage of LYZ until the end!

Next arc, LYZ will become a cold onee-sama aaaah!!! I am so excited to write this arc and I am also sad to part with Moshe :’) I will def miss this slightly sadistic, domineering side of Z

Well, see you in the next arc, everyone!