When the Wild Beast is Trapped in the Nightmare Cycle (BL)
Chapter 253: Make You Feel Better

Chapter 253: Make You Feel Better

Cw: brief but not so explicit sexual content

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Shen Nianzu’s breath snagged in his throat as he found himself staring up at Jin Jiuchi, his eyes wide in shock and bafflement. H–How had they ended up in such a position?!

"W–Wait..." he attempted to move, only to discover that his hands were still held in Jin Jiuchi’s unyielding grasp, leaving him unable to even wiggle. Even though Jin Jiuchi’s weight was not pressing down on him, he was as immovable as a fortress, rock solid and unwavering. The intensity of his gaze bore down on Shen Nianzu, causing his breath to hitch and his heart to pound as though a full-fledged marching band were somersaulting inside his chest.

The man above him looked almost unreal with how gorgeous he was. His silvery eyes resembled the winter sky just before a snowstorm, streaked with flashes of lightning. A light flush dusted his cheeks, strands of messy hair framed his cheeks, and his lips parted in ragged breaths. They appeared soft, red and oh God... undeniably sexy. The notion that it was those lips which had just wreaked havoc on him until he could hardly remember his own name sent a zing of thrill down his spine, causing his toes to curl up involuntarily.

"Wait?" Jin Jiuchi narrowed his eyes ever so slightly. He descended and pressed butterfly kisses on Shen Nianzu’s cheeks, his chin, the sensitive spot below his ear – literally everywhere he could reach. His hot exhale fanned across Shen Nianzu’s earlobe, and Shen Nianzu had to bite down on his bottom lip to suppress any embarrassing sounds that might slip out. Maybe that’s why he couldn’t react for a while when he heard Jin Jiuchi murmur, "But Nian’er, I can smell it on you..."

Shen Nianzu blinked. Smell what?

As though to prove his claim, Jin Jiuchi took another deep whiff until his chest expanded to press against Shen Nianzu’s, and somehow, this kind of predatory move sent a delightful shiver down Shen Nianzu’s frame. "Your... arousal."

Shen Nianzu would have marveled at how seductive Jin Jiuchi’s raspy voice sounded had the meaning of those words not immediately registered into his mind. In an instant, a wave of mortification surged through him and his cheeks flamed even hotter – though for a different reason altogether this time. He could only stare at Jin Jiuchi with wide eyes like a deer caught in the headlights, utterly flabbergasted. How did he... how could he even say...

"It’s okay," he added as he brought Shen Nianzu’s hand to the space between his legs. "I’m feeling it too. I’ve always felt it with Nian’er."

When Shen Nianzu’s fingers brushed against the solid and scorching length, he was certain that most of his brain function had shut down to generate all energy to his sensory touch, because all he could focus on was how hard, how hot, and how big it was.

W–Was it possible for someone to grow this... huge? The thought flashed through his mind before he quickly realized that this man was not even a human to begin with.

For some reason, the familiar sensation brought him back to the time when they had first met in the Shishen Apartment. Back then, Jin Jiuchi had also guided his hand to his crotch in an oblivious and almost nonchalant manner. In a blink of an eye, here they were now and everything had changed. He was no longer in the body of a child, and Jin Jiuchi... he was so hard that Shen Nianzu could trace his length straining against the fabric of his jeans, and the mere thought that he was the one who had made Jin Jiuchi react like this was unexpectedly exhilarating, it was as if he was getting his first taste of an intoxicating drug.

His breathing quickened its pace and his eyes grew misty. He did not even realize that Jin Jiuchi had let go of his hands and was now propping himself up. His fingers lingered there, exploring the girth with teasing and fleeting touches before squeezing it gently and holy hell... he seemed to be able to feel it pulsing and throbbing against his palm. All the while, his gaze remained fixated on the man above him with rapture.

"Ugh..." a muffled groan slipped out of Jin Jiuchi’s lips as his hips faltered, and this time his eyelids fluttered shut, unable to resist the electrifying sensation that seemed to set his body alight. His brows were scrunched tight, his muscles grew as taut as a drawn bowstring and prominent veins flared along his neck. Beads of sweat trickled down his cheeks to drip onto Shen Nianzu’s face, but Shen Nianzu did not even realize it for all of his attention was seized by the breathtaking specimen above him. He belatedly realized that seeing Jin Jiuchi in such a state was doing something indescribable to him too...

Dear Lord, was it possible to get off just by watching alone?

Shen Nianzu thought that he would soon receive the answer to this question, when Jin Jiuchi opened his eyes and looked down at him. He looked utterly wrecked, as if he was on the brink of falling apart. "Nian’er, I..." he gasped, his voice gravelly and raw. "No one... has ever touched me like that before..."

Shen Nianzu could feel his cock twitch in response to that, and an unprecedented sense of manic satisfaction washed over him. Perhaps Jin Jiuchi might never fathom the impact of that sentence on him. Yes, that’s right. Just like this. He would be the one to take all of Jin Jiuchi’s firsts, he would be the one to teach Jin Jiuchi all the bad things— only him, and no one else.

He was seconds away from undoing Jin Jiuchi’s fly right here and now and took the man into his hand when he abruptly realized that they were still within the confines of a car. In a parking lot of a bustling shopping district, where people could come and go freely. Sure, his car windows were tinted and the backseat was... spacious and comfortable enough for them to explore each other, but...

Hell no, there was no way he was going to have his first time inside a car!

With that thought in mind, he began to withdraw his hand and in an instant, Jin Jiuchi’s grip closed around his wrist, his eyes dilated and intense, practically shimmering with suppressed ferocity. "Where do you think you’re going, Nian’er? You have to take responsibility and teach me until the end, don’t you think so?" He couldn’t even muster his usual pitiful tone as his features contorted with a restrained passion. He ground his molars, itching to devour the man below him down to his bone marrow.

For a split second, Shen Nianzu’s mind told him to fuck it all and finished things right here and now, yet in the end, his innate perfectionism prevailed. He wanted his first time to be nothing short of perfect, and there was no way it was going to happen inside a cramped car. So he steeled himself and pushed himself up, planting a delicate kiss on Jin Jiuchi’s chin. His voice was hushed, carrying a tender coaxing tone as he spoke,

"Let’s go back for now. I promise, I will make you feel better on the bed."

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A/N: Look, look at how confident he sounded! *shed proud tears*