Obsessed with a High-Ranking Esper (BL)-Chapter 331: NSFW 4

Jian Rui after sending that voice message looked back over his shoulder, his dark eyes blazing. "You have crossed the line, Marshal."

Stannis knelt behind him, naked, magnificent, a smug grin twisting his lips. His cock was hard and wet, still buried deep inside Jian Rui. "How is Your Majesty going to punish me?"

Jian Rui’s lips curled, a wicked, possessive smile. He was going fuck him. He needed to fuck this smugness right out of Stannis. With a surge of strength he didn’t bother to temper, he twisted, his muscles flexing, and shoved Stannis down onto the plush bedding. Stannis’s breath left him in a shocked gasp, his body yielding.

Jian Rui didn’t wait. He grabbed the lube from the bedside, coating his fingers with a slick, thick layer. He leaned over Stannis, his own need a burning ache in his gut.

Stannis had been begging for this for so long and now that it was happening he was so excited.

"You begged for this," Jian Rui growled, his voice low and rough. "You have been begging me to touch you here."

Stannis’s eyes widened, his chest heaving, "Yes. Fuck, yes. Please."

Jian Rui’s slicked fingers found their target, pressing against the tight, untouched entrance. Stannis’s whole body jerked, a sharp cry tearing from his lips. It was pain, it was shock, it was fucking bliss. Jian Rui watched his lover’s face, the agony and the ecstasy warring there, and it drove him insane. He wanted to see more. He wanted to feel more.

He pushed one finger in, slow, relentless. The resistance was intense, the heat incredible. Stannis arched his back off the bed, his expression a beautiful mess of pained surrender and desperate want. "Punish me, my lord," Stannis groaned, his voice broken. "I have been a bad subject."

Jian Rui felt a wave of excitement so violent it threatened to drown him. He added another finger, stretching him. Stannis cried out, his hands gripping the sheets, his hips lifting, begging for more. Jian Rui leaned down, capturing Stannis’s mouth in a fierce, consuming kiss. It wasn’t a tender kiss. It was savage. Their tongues battled, their breath mingled, hot and frantic. Jian Rui fucked Stannis’s mouth with his tongue as his fingers fucked that tight hole, stretching it, preparing it.

"Baby do you want me?" Jian Rui whispered against his lips, his voice a raw scrape. "Do you want me to fuck you?"

"Yes! God, yes, baby, fuck me, please fuck me there!"

Jian Rui withdrew his fingers, slicking his own aching cock with more lube. He positioned himself, his tip pressing against that stretched, waiting entrance. He looked down at Stannis, at the sweat on his brow, the tremble in his thighs. He pushed in.

The sensation was unbelievable. The tight, hot clutch of Stannis’s body around his cock was like nothing else. Stannis screamed, a raw, ragged sound of pleasure-pain, his body convulsing. Jian Rui groaned, his own vision blurring. He sank deeper, inch by inch, until he was buried completely, their bodies joined in a new, devastating way.

He didn’t wait for Stannis to adjust. He started to move.

His thrusts were slow at first, deep and punishing, each one dragging a moan from Stannis’s throat. Jian Rui watched his lover’s face, the tears gathering in his eyes, the utter surrender. It made him harder. It made him rougher.

He grabbed Stannis’s hips, holding him firm, and began to fuck him faster. The pace became frantic, a driving rhythm of flesh meeting flesh, of Jian Rui’s cock plunging into that incredible heat. Stannis was so tight, so hot, every thrust sent shocks of pleasure up Jian Rui’s spine. He fucked him hard, his own breaths coming in sharp gasps.

"You feel that, Marshal?" Jian Rui growled, his voice thick with lust.

Stannis could only nod, his words lost in a stream of moans. He reached back, his hand finding Jian Rui’s, gripping it tight. The connection, the raw physicality of it, was overwhelming.

Jian Rui changed angles, driving his cock in a way that made Stannis shout, his body bucking. Jian Rui felt the build, the pressure coiling in his own balls. He was going to explode inside this man.

But he wanted more. He pulled out suddenly, leaving Stannis gasping, empty. Jian Rui flipped him over, onto his back. Stannis’s eyes were wild, his cock hard and leaking against his stomach.

"Come here and fuck me," Jian Rui ordered, his voice intense yet erotic. He straddled Stannis, guiding his lover’s cock to his own entrance, still wet and open from their earlier encounter. He sank down onto it, taking Stannis inside him in one smooth, deep stroke.

Stannis cried out, his hands flying to Jian Rui’s hips. Jian Rui rode him, his movements becoming a furious, grinding rhythm. He leaned down, kissing Stannis again, this kiss even more desperate, more consuming. Their bodies moved together, a sweat-slicked, frantic dance of possession.

They fucked everywhere. On the bed, against the wall, on the plush carpet. Sometimes Jian Rui was driving into Stannis, claiming that new territory with brutal, glorious thrusts.

Sometimes Stannis was pounding into Jian Rui, his grip fierce, his moans loud in the quiet room. They fucked until their muscles burned, until their voices were hoarse, until the room smelled only of sex and sweat and them.

Jian Rui finally pushed Stannis onto the bed again, pinning him down. He was on top, his cock buried deep in Stannis’s ass once more. He fucked him with a final, relentless intensity, his thrusts becoming shorter, harder, driving them both toward the edge. Stannis was begging, pleading, his body shaking.

Jian Rui felt the unstoppable tide. He grabbed Stannis’s hair, pulling his head back, and looked into his eyes. "Come with me," he demanded. The room was suddenly filled with beastly groans that would make one blush hearing them.

***

Jian Wei felt his brother’s silence was dismissive which was unlike him. He thought Jian Rui was probably busy training. That was the only explanation he could come up with.

He leaned back in his chair as he tapped Xiaobao’s contact. His fingers hovered for a moment before he typed: Can we meet up?

He expected her to take a long time to respond. But surprisingly, the reply came almost instantly.

Xiaobao was sprawled on the couch, her eyes still glued to her favorite star on StarNet. The dancer was about to peel off his wet shirt when Jian Wei’s message popped up. She typed back quickly: No, I am busy.