CHAPTER THIRTY
WARNING :
Yuan thought Feifei is a woman. He will refer to Feifei as a "she" or "her".
With teary eyes and a pitiful face, Feifei weakly stood up and slowly moved closer to Yuan.
He reached his fingers to Yuan's rough, callused palm and looked into Yuan's burning eyes, aggrieved. Lips pouting.
Yuan swallowed hard.
He tightly held Feifei's fingers into his palm and gripped Feifei's waist in his other hand.
Yuan leaned his head closer to Feifei's face, slowly moving closer and closer.
He lightly kissed Feifei's eyes one by one.
Kissed his nose.
Then stared at Feifei's achingly beautiful face.
They can feel each others breath.
Hear each others heartbeat.
Yuan lightly meet their lips together. Retreated.
Licked Feifei's lips with his tongue. Wetting it. Retreated.
Biting Feifei's lower lip. Hurting it. Retreated.
Sucking Feifei's upper lip. Once. Twice. Retreated.
Then he stood staring at Feifei's wet, bruised, pouting lips.
Feifei opened his eyes. He cried softly. Slightly opening his lips.
Yuan smiled.
He swept his tongue between Feifei's lips. Asking permission to enter.
Feifei moaned in response. Tightly clenching Yuan's shirt for support.
When Yuan's tongue entered Feifei's lips, Feifei tentatively touched Yuan's tongue with his. As if shy and uncertain.
Tongue to tongue. Tasting each other. Devouring each other.
Yuan growled.
Yuan began to plunder and conquer Feifei's mouth ruthlessly. Tasting her wetness agressively. Demanding her heat. He kissed Feifei with an all consuming hunger.
Yuan's chest rumbled with the need to dominate, to possess. He rubbed at Feifei's waist while his other hand brought Feifei's hand to his heart.
Feifei whimpered.
He followed how Yuan swept his mouth with his tongue. Then started to taste his darkness, accept his violence. He kissed Yuan desperately, as if his life depended on it.
With a low roar, Yuan forced himself to stop. His cock is painfully swollen that his body is shaking with need. He really wants to slam it hard into Feifei's heat.
Soon.
Breathing deeply Feifei's scent, he controlled himself as he tenderly kissed Feifei's hair.
Forehead to forehead, Yuan looked at Feifei's lewd, lustful face. He brought her this.
He wants her to taste his depravity.
Accept his cruelty.
Take pleasure in everything bad.
And revel in everything good.
He wants her to need everything of him.
And wants her to accept everything of him.
Feifei stared back at Yuan, sensing the insanity in his eyes, the chilling darkness.
But Feifei can also feel the aching tenderness in his light kisses, the gentle caress. He gets a thrill in all the immoral goodness of everything he makes him feel.
Feifei licked his lips.
Yes, he wants him.
He wants everything of him.
Yuan's gentleness and control makes him tingle and shiver and he hungers for it. He needs it that he ache.
Yuan's ruthlessness makes him shake and tremble but he begs for it. He wants it that he hurt.
He takes pleasure in the darkness of it all.
He feels depraved and twisted.
Its really sinful but he loves it.
Seeing the surrender in Feifei's eyes, Yuan's eyes glint with wickedness and perversion.
"I want you." Yuan whispered dangerously in his ear. "Would you allow me to ruin you?"