When the Wild Beast is Trapped in the Nightmare Cycle (BL)
Chapter 377: Defenseless And Unarmed

Chapter 377: Defenseless And Unarmed

Cw: mild sexual description

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The morning pandemonium was resolved without a hitch (with the power of money, of course) and the three members of SJG were discharged as soon as the doctors gave the green light.

Qing Mo took on the role of their chauffeur for the day, but not without nagging all the way about the importance of health for youngsters. They first dropped Gu Luoxin at his college, as the young man claimed that he needed to finish an assignment due tomorrow, before heading to Shen Nianzu’s villa in the mountain.

The two lovebirds endured the torment of Qing Mo’s nagging up until the front door, and as soon as the assistant was out of sight, Jin Jiuchi wasted no time to pin Shen Nianzu against the wall at the same time as the jade doll pulled Jin Jiuchi’s head down to smash their lips together.

The exchange was messy, hurried and rough as they devoured each other’s lips as though it was the much-needed air to survive. Gasps and grunts mingled as the tension, which had been simmering beneath the surface since the rooftop hug earlier, finally burst forth like a volcanic eruption, scorching their sanity to bits.

"Nian’er... Nian’er..." Jin Jiuchi whispered his beloved’s name in between fervent kisses as he pulled Shen Nianzu closer to him, hands squeezing the jade doll’s shapely hips with enough force to leave bruises.

Shen Nianzu let out a faint whine, and Jin Jiuchi wasted no time to slide his tongue into the other person’s mouth, groaning at the maddening sweetness he tasted there. He pressed forward and delved deeper, fully covering Shen Nianzu’s lips with his as their tongues entwined in a gratuitous dance. Saliva dribbled out from the corner of their lips, trailing down to his chin. Yet none of them could afford to care about it right now.

"W–Wait..." Shen Nianzu struggled to speak amidst the passionate onslaught, his fingers tugging hard on Jin Jiuchi’s hair. "I– I can’t... breathe—mmph!"

A muffled cry escaped him as Jin Jiuchi nipped on his lower lip, then sucked on the flesh as though itching to swallow it into his stomach – breaths and all.

Shen Nianzu’s head spun from the lack of oxygen, but the man before him appeared utterly insatiable in his endeavor. He could only part his lips wider and struggle to match the wild and relentless rhythm. His fingers dug painfully into the rock-hard muscles of Jin Jiuchi’s shoulders, tears clinging onto his lashes. His legs were weak, so weak that he would have crumpled to the ground if not for Jin Jiuchi holding him up.

Jin Jiuchi’s intense kisses seemed capable of sucking the very soul out of his body, until his mind whited out in bliss and he could hardly remember his own name.

Presumably sensing his weakening, Jin Jiuchi mercifully slowed down, granting him the much-needed air to breathe. Even then, he did not pull away. Their lips continued to engage in a dance so slow and intoxicating, yet no less sensual. The open-mouthed and lingering kisses blew Shen Nianzu’s mind just as intensely as the frenzied ones earlier, if not more.

There was just something so arousing, so intimate about breathing in the vapor from each other’s mouth as if they no longer needed any oxygen around them, that sent pleasurable and exquisite tingles coursing all over Shen Nianzu’s body.

Oh God, how could this feel so good and addictive? He was going to turn into a kissing fiend if this went on...

With this brief respite, Shen Nianzu finally summoned enough strength to crack his eyelids open, and he was greeted by the sight of those different colored eyes that glowed in an almost savage way, causing his heart to thud in his chest. This close, he could discern the golden iris within the black eye that spoke of the man’s anomaly when compared to humans.

Perhaps it was due to the toe-curling and dizzying kiss, but Shen Nianzu felt his mind spinning even more as he gazed into those eyes, as though he was a mere particle in the vast galaxy sucked into the boundless black hole. His eyes became glazed, and he only snapped out of his stupor when Jin Jiuchi tore his gaze away in lieu of licking the saliva that trailed down his jaws.

"Haa... Nian’er..." breathing heavily, he began to shower kisses all over Shen Nianzu’s jaws and neck. "I almost forgot how exquisite you taste. How could you be so..."

A loud cry slipped out of Shen Nianzu’s lips when Jin Jiuchi bit down on the juncture of his neck and shoulder, only to morph into an embarrassing whimper when the man licked the wound as if to soothe the sting. The sensation of that moist and heated tongue running across his sensitive skin was giving him goosebumps. He couldn’t tell if the adrenaline that ran in his system was from lust or thrill, as facts had proven that this man wouldn’t hesitate to devour him for real if it meant they could become one.

He subconsciously wiggled his body in an attempt to get away, but this act only backfired on him because he ended up grinding himself against Jin Jiuchi, quite literally.

Both of them froze for a second when they took in each other’s arousal, and then Jin Jiuchi let out a pained groan, his head dropping onto Shen Nianzu’s shoulder.

"W–Wait..." Shen Nianzu had a bad feeling about this, but he was a beat too late as Jin Jiuchi abruptly thrust his hips forward, and just like that all of Shen Nianzu’s attention went to the scorching rod pressed against his stomach, so close to his own. His head collided with the wall with a light thud as he bit down on his lower lip to muffle the sounds that threatened to escape.

For the love of anything holy, he had almost forgotten what a monster his boyfriend was, and now...

Jin Jiuchi’s pupils were blown wild as he flashed a dark grin, "Nian’er, you’re the one who started this."

Shen Nianzu sputtered in disbelief. "I did...?!"

But soon, his logical thoughts flew out of the window and his knees buckled when Jin Jiuchi expertly rolled his hips again, and this time his angle was so right that their erections ended up rubbing against each other. A burst of sensation exploded behind Shen Nianzu’s eyelids as he clung tighter to Jin Jiuchi, trying desperately to grasp onto the semblance of logic left within him.

"S–Stop... don’t move first!"

If this went on, they would be entangled in the sheets until God-knows-when!

Don’t get him wrong. It wasn’t like he did not want to make out with his boyfriend. He had terribly missed the closeness and intimacy that came with chasing after an orgasm together, but... but there was an extremely huge elephant in the room he had to address first!

This version of Jin Jiuchi – the man who had already regained a piece of his missing soul – what kind of person had he become? Shen Nianzu couldn’t wait to get to the bottom of things. And if they were to keep going, Shen Nianzu would feel like he was marching into a battlefield defenseless and unarmed!

For God’s sake, he had only wanted a kiss, so how did things escalate to this point?!

Alas, it seemed like stopping Jin Jiuchi would not be an easy task, as Shen Nianzu could feel the man’s breath getting heavier, his member thickening with unadulterated lust. And honestly, Shen Nianzu’s own state was not any better either...

"Nian’er..." Jin Jiuchi’s voice dipped low, his chest rumbling deeply as he spoke, sending another bout of shiver rushing down Shen Nianzu’s spine. "I missed you. Missed your body, your warmth, your scent, and your touch. I missed you so much that I’m going insane, but you still want me to wait?" he ground his jaws, sounding both aggrieved and threatening at the same time.

Shen Nianzu stared at him dazedly. There it was again, the sensation as though he was being sucked into a whirlpool. He could feel his thoughts stripping away, and the barrier he had just painstakingly built crumbling yet again in the face of his frantic lover – so desperate and crazy for him.

It was not only Jin Jiuchi who was missing the other. Shen Nianzu, too, had been yearning for him, perhaps even more so. He felt like it had been years since he’d been intimate with Jin Jiuchi, and this one exchange was akin to a spark of flame burning on dry wood.

He swallowed past his dry throat and closed his eyes, exhaling heavily,

"Bedroom..." his voice was nothing but a tiny whisper, a sound that’s both inviting and helpless. "Let’s move there first. It’s not comfortable here."