Saving the Heartthrob Frenemy-Chapter 489: NSFW
Luo Muchen’s breathing became more laboured, his body tensing as he neared his climax. "I’m going to cum," he grunted, his voice strained with pleasure. Qie Xieling wrapped his arms around Luo Muchen’s neck and pulled him even closer as he whispered in his ear, "Cum inside of me daddy."
Luo Muchen’s hands tightened on Qie Xieling’s hips, his breath coming in ragged gasps. He grunted, his eyes rolling back in ecstasy as his cock pulsed and twitched.
He let out an intense groan, his cock swelling even
further as he emptied his load deep inside Qie Xieling’s tight hole. The warm liquid filled him, spilling over his lewd hole. Luo Muchen collapsed on top of him.
They lay there for a moment, their bodies entwined in post-orgasmic bliss. Luo Muchen grabbed a cloth from his things and wiped away the cum off of Qie Xieling’s belly. When he was done he lay beside him his expression unreadable.
Qie Xieling turned his head and kissed Luo Muchen softly on the lips, savouring the taste of their combined fluids. "That was amazing... my husband truly knows how to spoil me," he whispered, his voice still hoarse with pleasure.
Luo Muchen just kept staring at Qie Xieling his arm wrapped around his waist. Qie Xieling couldn’t tell what he was thinking. No one would be able to make out what he was thinking not even Luo Muchen himself.
Qie Xieling chuckled internally before shuffling closer and lying in his arms. "You aren’t allowed to regret it," he said but Luo Muchen didn’t say anything. He subconsciously pulled him closer and asked.
"Do you want to take another bath?" he said absentmindedly.
Qie Xieling shook his head with the tip of his nose nozzling against Luo Muchen’s chest. "No, let’s sleep like this," said Qie Xieling just as a malicious thought crossed his mind. He found Luo Muchen’s nipple and with the tip of his tongue, he brushed past it making Luo Muchen’s body jolt in surprise.
"Qie Xieling," he said his tone reprehensive but Qie Xieling didn’t take him seriously. He said, "Yes, that’s my name."
Luo Muchen was at a loss. Why was this person suddenly so childish? While Luo Muchen was trying to figure out his wife, Qie Xieling went all in this time sucking on it before taking a gentle nibble.
"Xieling," he said his voice tyrannical but to Qie Xieling it was like a cat’s paw gently scratching at his heart.
"You can lick mine. Here, have at it," he said offering his nipples up like it was an open bar.
"You would like that wouldn’t you?" he said and Qie Xieling didn’t deny it. He snuggled even closer but he didn’t touch that nipple anymore even though he wanted to play with it some more.
Luo Muchen could see that there was a lot of space at Qie Xieling’s side but Qie Xieling kept sticking to him like sticky tofu refusing to move. He was pressing him in a corner to the edge. One wrong move and he would fall off the bed, and Qie Xieling would come along with him.
"Can you move a little? We are going to fall off," he said to Qie Xieling and Qie Xieling shook his head and pretended like he was sleeping. Luo Muchen felt defeated.
As predicted, in the middle of the night there were two loud abrupt thuds. Luo Muchen had fallen on the carriage floor and Qie Xieling followed after him. He instinctively reached out to shake Qie Xieling awake, but he failed to wake him from his deep sleep. Qie Xieling was lying on top of him like a log.
Feeling defeated Luo Muchen lay his head down and his gaze fell upon the hickeys he had left on Qie Xieling’s neck earlier, now faintly illuminated by the moon’s glow. A rush of memories flooded his mind, recalling the intimacy they shared just now. His heart raced as he reached over and traced the outline of the prominent mark, his touch both gentle and hesitant. His fingers moved upwards, caressing Qie Xieling’s lower lip. The yearning to taste those lips again was almost unbearable, yet he held himself back, fighting the surge of emotions welling up inside.
He restrained his desires, unwilling to give in to them. The only problem was that he could resist kissing his lips but he couldn’t resist kissing him elsewhere. He leaned in closer, placing a tender kiss on Qie Xieling’s forehead.
In that fleeting touch, Luo Muchen silently conveyed his longing. With bated breath, he waited for dawn to break unable to fall asleep with this worm wiggling on top of him. He did eventually fall asleep but instead of being woken up naturally by his biological clock he was awakened by something else. He found that he had overslept and he was woken up by the sounds of a commotion.
The sound of voices and hurried footsteps grew louder, causing him to stir from his sleep. His drowsy eyes fluttered open, trying to make sense of the chaos unfolding outside.
Before he could fully awaken, the curtain of his carriage was pulled back, revealing a servant from the Zi family. The servant’s eyes widened in shock and embarrassment as he took in the sight before him. It was an unclothed Luo Muchen with someone lying next to him under the blanket. The servant’s mind raced, assuming that Luo Muchen had been with their young miss. 𝑓𝑟ℯ𝘦𝓌𝘦𝘣𝑛𝑜𝓋𝑒𝓁.𝑐ℴ𝓂
In a shameless act, the servant pointed accusingly at Luo Muchen and his entourage, demanding they take responsibility for their actions. "... everyone come and see. The young master of the Lee family is nothing more than a rogue. Young Master Luo, you shameless scoundrel! How dare you take advantage of our innocent Young Miss Zi! You must take responsibility for your actions!"
Luo Muchen, "..."
He had been shamed in public before as a child for something he hadn’t done but he thought those days were left behind in his past. Apparently not.
"What is the meaning of this commotion?" he said his voice deep and tyrannical. He glanced at Bo Ailun who quickly grabbed the servant but the servant shook him off and began to cry out,
"See see they are trying to kill me to hide the truth... You know very well what I’m talking about! You slept with Young Miss Zi, and now she’s left in ruins, deflowered and heartbroken! Who is sleeping beside you Young Master Luo? Do you dare reveal them?"
The crowd gasped and Lee Ya stood nearby in the peanut gallery watching with a smirk on her face. She couldn’t wait to tell Qie Xieling all about her brother’s escapades. She could already imagine him crying on her shoulder calling out young miss sweetly.
"How dare you accuse me of such a thing! I have done no such thing with Young Miss Zi!" he said but the hickey on his naked chest said otherwise. It was so bright and intriguing.
"Oh, spare us your lies, Young Master! We have all witnessed your shameless behaviour, and now I demand justice for our Young Miss!" he continued to say further digging his own grave. The crowd whispered in disbelief while Bo Ailun felt pity for this man who didn’t know who he was provoking.
A respected leading disciple from the Zi family took a step forward unable to bear with his ruckus. He didn’t want this servant to further upset their benefactor. If it was true they could at least resolve this in private without the audience. "What is the meaning of this accusation? Explain yourself!" he said and the servant began spilling the tea.
"I swear upon my loyalty, I heard them together in a compromising situation! Our Young Miss has absolutely fallen victim to this scoundrel’s advances!" he said his ears turning red recalling the moans and groans last night. Whatever was happening inside was obvious to anyone. From the sound of it, their young miss enjoyed it. It even surprised him that she could endure for so long.
"Hold on a moment! I haven’t even seen Young Miss Zi since last night when she returned to her carriage. This accusation is preposterous!" he said and Qie Xieling who couldn’t hide anymore tried to get up but Luo Muchen stopped him.
The young man turned to the servant and asked again, "Are you absolutely sure of what you heard."
The servant kowtowed and said, "I... I am sure. Look at the obvious marks on his body. Let Young Master Luo reveal who is under his blanket and I will be vindicated," his voice trembling with feigned indignation, emphasizing Luo Muchen’s upper body, adorned with obvious hickeys. The servant’s words hung in the air, fueling the growing spectacle.
The young disciple glanced at Luo Muchen with a look that seemed to say if it was true he wouldn’t spare him. Their young miss was ill and fragile. What kind of monster would take advantage of her?
"Young Master Luo, forgive my rudeness but may you please reveal the person beside you," he said but Luo Muchen stubbornly glared back at him refusing to let Qie Xieling come out. It was only when Qie Xieling pinched him did he let go.
