When the Wild Beast is Trapped in the Nightmare Cycle (BL)
Chapter 406: Almost Turn Soft [M]

Chapter 406: Almost Turn Soft [M]

"T–Together?" Jin Jiuchi asked in surprise, fearing that he had misheard given how Shen Nianzu always rejected all his invitations to shower together before.

That’s right, despite having done these intimate acts, Shen Nianzu could be considered reserved and demure once they got out of bed. He vehemently blocked Jin Jiuchi outside the door, claiming that he did not like to expose himself while bathing. Yet earlier, he just invited Jin Jiuchi to shower together... right??

"We’re really gonna shower together?!" Jin Jiuchi asked again, unable to hold back his excitement. If he had a tail, it would have wagged hard like a helicopter blade by now.

Shen Nianzu shot him a bashful yet somewhat annoyed glare. "What, did your ears suddenly malfunction?"

"No, no!" Jin Jiuchi hastily shook his head before the jade doll could change his mind. He would really cry if that were to happen! "I heard you just fine the first time. Let’s shower together!"

He was about to discard his clothes lightning-fast, but then his movement halted when he sensed Shen Nianzu’s fiery gaze on him. Suppressing a grin, Jin Jiuchi raised his half-lidded gaze, made eye contact with Shen Nianzu and slowly, very very slowly took off his suit jacket, letting it slide off his shoulders. He couldn’t resist a shudder when Shen Nianzu’s throat bobbed, his purple eyes darkening in lust.

Arching a mischievous brow, he asked in a teasing tone, "Like what you see, Nian’er?"

"Yeah." Reaching out, Shen Nianzu helped him remove the suit jacket and tossed it to the side, his hands lingering on the firm contours of Jin Jiuchi’s chest for a while. Jin Jiuchi had been stimulated by Shen Nianzu’s sudden orgasm earlier, so this one touch almost pushed him to the edge. However, Shen Nianzu seemed like he intended to prolong the torment, as he took his sweet, sweet time to pop Jin Jiuchi’s buttons open one by one. "You look really, really..." he peered up at Jin Jiuchi, his voice oh so sultry and bewitching, "...gorgeous tonight. It’s almost unreal."

If Shen Nianzu were to press his palm against Jin Jiuchi’s chest right now, he would feel how hard and quick his chest was beating right now. Was the fireworks show still ongoing? Because Jin Jiuchi could feel the ground vibrating and shaking beneath him, or maybe it was just his own excitement.

"Nian’er..." Without waiting for Shen Nianzu to undo all the buttons, he ripped off his shirt and discarded it without so much as a glance. He couldn’t wait anymore. He hoisted Shen Nianzu into his arms and literally zoomed into the bathroom, kicking the door open.

Shen Nianzu giggled, but the sound soon turned muffled when Jin Jiuchi kissed him. Placing the jade doll onto the sink, Jin Jiuchi propped his hands on the edge and groaned in bliss as he swallowed Shen Nianzu’s tinkling laughter into his stomach.

"Stop," Shen Nianzu pushed his shoulders, almost playfully. "Don’t kiss me again. If you keep this on, we’re not going to make it to the shower."

The notion of a shower together sounded more tempting than kissing right now. After all, he could kiss Shen Nianzu whenever and wherever he wanted after this, but who could say that the opportunity to shower together would come the second time?

That was the important conclusion he had come up with after two seconds of thought. So he obediently pulled away and buried his face into the crook of Shen Nianzu’s neck instead, nuzzling his nose there and sniffing the jade doll’s unique scent to soothe his raging desire.

"Hurry, Nian’er," he let out an urgent whimper.

"Good boy," Shen Nianzu praised him. Humming a random tune, he unhooked his earrings, grabbed the make-up remover bottle and applied some on a cotton pad, gently wiping his face with it. Jin Jiuchi, who couldn’t keep still, began to pepper kisses all over Shen Nianzu’s neck, and when it no longer felt enough for him, he drew Shen Nianzu closer to him, held his thighs and ground their bodies together.

A sharp gasp escaped Shen Nianzu, the sound echoing within the bathroom. "Jin Jiuchi...!" he gritted out angrily.

"You won’t allow me to kiss your lips, and now I can’t even do this?" He murmured sullenly, still with his face to Shen Nianzu’s neck.

Perhaps feeling a little bad for him, Shen Nianzu paused for a second before sighing, "Well, forget it." He applied the make-up remover on another cotton pad and grasped Jin Jiuchi’s chin, lifting his head. "Look at me. Let me clean your face first."

"Wha—" Jin Jiuchi’s eyes widened in sheer shock and disbelief when he felt the cold cotton rubbing his face and cheeks. "Seriously, Nian’er?!"

He was rock-hard here, but Shen Nianzu was focused on cleaning his face instead?!

Shen Nianzu shot him a reproachful look. "I smeared a little foundation on your face earlier, so of course you need to wash your face with me. Do you want to get pimples? Wait, can nightmare creatures grow pimples?" he pondered out loud.

"I’ve almost turned soft because of you!" Jin Jiuchi protested angrily, though he kept himself still and let Shen Nianzu knead and rub his face as he pleased.

"Oh?" Tossing the dirty cotton onto the trash bin, Shen Nianzu reached out to squeeze his cock, which was still obviously raging and ready to go. "Almost turn soft?" he sneered softly.

"Ungh...!" Jin Jiuchi gasped at the sudden pressure in his nether regions. "That’s... so unfair!"

Next, he had to swallow back his anger and fumed internally as Shen Nianzu switched to washing their faces with cleanser. While he was seething in rage, Shen Nianzu seemed perfectly fine as he took his sweet time to wash his hands afterwards. Only after that did he turn to face Jin Jiuchi, who was glowering at him.

"What?" He challenged with a raised brow. Without even bothering to wipe his hands, he touched Jin Jiuchi’s bare torso with his icy cold hands, almost making him jump in surprise. But soon he could no longer stay angry because Shen Nianzu’s hands swiftly moved to unbuckle his belt and pull it off him in one smooth movement. "Take off your trousers. What are you waiting for?"

"Oh, oh!" Jin Jiuchi needed not to be told twice.

He kicked off his trousers and boxer, revealing his furious boner that stood tall and proud against his stomach. When he turned, he found that Shen Nianzu had discarded his blouse as well and walked naked toward the shower cubicle.

Jin Jiuchi’s eyes roamed all over his body— starting from his round and rosy shoulders, the alluring dip of his spine, his silver hair that hung off his slender waist, his smooth and plump ass, and lastly, his long and slim legs. Every inch of this person’s body seemed to have been sculpted to perfection, leaving not even a hint of blemishes. It was like he was witnessing God’s most perfect creation.

Jin Jiuchi swallowed hard, feeling his throat running dry all of a sudden.

"Hey," Shen Nianzu’s voice brought him out of his reverie and he snapped his eyes up, finding the man tilting his head to look at him.

Shen Nianzu crooked a finger, and before Jin Jiuchi knew it, he was already walking forward as if he was on an invisible leash, and the one who held control over him was solely the jade doll alone.