Obsessed with a High-Ranking Esper (BL)-Chapter 231: NSFW3

Jian Ci began to suck, and Yu Xi saw stars. It wasn’t skilled, it was desperate. A hungry, messy, glorious claim. The sounds filled the silent room... muffled groans, wet slurps, the slick slide of Jian Ci’s lips dragging up and down his length.

Yu Xi tried to hold back, he tried to be quiet, but it was so fucking good. He bit his lower lip hard enough to taste copper, but a soft, broken moan escaped anyway. "Ah... ah, god..."

His hands found Jian Ci’s hair, fingers sliding into the dark strands. He didn’t mean to push, but the sensation was too much, the pleasure too sharp.

He gripped, his knuckles white, and drove Jian Ci’s head down, forcing his cock deeper into that wet, welcoming throat. Jian Ci didn’t gag, didn’t resist. He took it, a low, hungry sound vibrating around Yu Xi’s shaft, his own hands gripping Yu Xi’s thighs for purchase.

Yu Xi couldn’t take it. The dual assault, the physical ecstasy of Jian Ci’s mouth and the psychic flood of his chaotic, clinging need, was too intense. He gently, so gently, tightened his grip in Jian Ci’s hair and pulled him back.

Jian Ci came off with a wet pop, a string of saliva connecting his lips to Yu Xi’s glistening tip. He looked wrecked, beautiful, his lips swollen and his eyes begging.

With swift, impatient movements, Jian Ci ripped Yu Xi’s pants and underwear the rest of the way off, tossing them aside. He stood, pulling Yu Xi up in one fluid motion.

Yu Xi’s back hit the wall, the impact a dull thud. Jian Ci’s hands were on his waist, lifting him, and Yu Xi’s legs instinctively wrapped around Jian Ci’s hips, locking at the ankles. Their bodies pressed together, skin to fever-hot skin. Then their mouths crashed together.

Jian Ci’s lips were punishing, demanding, his tongue pushing past Yu Xi’s teeth to claim every inch of his mouth. Yu Xi gave as good as he got, his own tongue tangling with Jian Ci’s, tasting himself, tasting the salt of sweat and the metallic hint of blood from his bitten lip. It was messy, it was fierce, it was a conversation their minds couldn’t have. I need you. Guide me. Fuck me. Save me.

As they kissed, Yu Xi felt a slick, unnatural warmth blooming inside him. Jian Ci’s power, that wild violet energy, wasn’t just wrapping around his golden light. It was influencing him.

A trick, something Jian Ci had learned in some forgotten corner of his mind, now used to coat Yu Xi’s entrance with a psychic slickness, preparing him, opening him. Yu Xi gasped into the kiss, his body arching off the wall. It felt... incredible. Violating and perfect all at once.

Jian Ci broke the kiss, breathing ragged against Yu Xi’s mouth. He positioned himself, the blunt, hot head of his cock pressing against that now-slippery hole. He didn’t ask. He didn’t wait. He thrust.

Yu Xi’s cry was swallowed by Jian Ci’s mouth as he surged back in. The stretch was immense, a burning fullness that instantly morphed into a wave of pure, mind-numbing pleasure. Yu Xi groaned, his teeth sinking into Jian Ci’s lower lip in a sharp, punishing bite.

The pain was a bright spark, but the pleasure was a fucking supernova. Jian Ci fucked into him, deep and hard, his hips pistoning.

And as he fucked, Yu Xi guided. The golden psychic energy flowed from Yu Xi, trying to soothe, to calm the violet storm, but it was being pulled into the rhythm, into the drive of Jian Ci’s body.

Guiding while being fucked senseless was a peak Yu Xi yearned for. He couldn’t get enough of it. He hooked his legs higher, resting his calves on Jian Ci’s shoulders, opening himself wider, taking him deeper.

"Ci-ge!" The name was a ragged sob torn from Yu Xi’s throat with every punishing thrust. Jian Ci was an animal, a beast in heat, pounding him into the wall.

The sound of their bodies slapping together, of the wall thudding in time, was obscenely loud. Jian Ci’s breath was hot and wet against Yu Xi’s ear, ragged pants and guttural growls that drove Yu Xi fucking mad.

Just as Yu Xi felt the coil in his gut tighten to a breaking point, Jian Ci spun them. One moment Yu Xi was against the wall, the next his chest was pressed to the cool surface, Jian Ci’s body a solid, sweating heat against his back.

Jian Ci’s arm wrapped around his chest, holding him up, as he drove back into him from behind. The new angle was deeper, harder, hitting a spot inside Yu Xi that made his vision blur white.

Jian Ci’s mouth found his ear again, his hot breath brushing the shell as he fucked him with relentless, brutal strokes.

The combination of the pose, the heat of his breath, the relentless friction on his prostate, the violent, beautiful tangle of their psychic powers fusing into one blinding light, it shattered Yu Xi.

His body convulsed, back bowing as a scream was ripped from him. He came, hard, his cock jerking, stripes of cum painting the wall in front of him. He wanted to stop himself and not dirty Seraphyne’s walls but he couldn’t help it.

His hand flew back, fingers tangling in Jian Ci’s sweat-damp hair, holding on as his world dissolved into pulses of electric pleasure.

"Ci-ge! Fuck, Ci-ge, yes!"

Feeling Yu Xi clamp down around him, hearing his sweet, broken cries, was Jian Ci’s undoing. With a final, brutal thrust that buried him to the hilt, he came. A raw, animalistic sound tore from his throat as he emptied himself deep inside Yu Xi, his teeth sinking into the juncture of Yu Xi’s neck and shoulder in a claiming, possessive bite.

The violet storm in his mind didn’t calm, it crested, crashing over them both in a final, psychic wave, inextricably fused with Yu Xi’s guiding gold as he filled him with his release.