cw: dubcon
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Don't trust him… Song Zhuyu told himself amidst the unbearable heat searing through his body. Don't listen to this demon's words. They're full of lies and deceit to make you lower your guard!
Just as Song Zhuyu opened his mouth to continue his prayer, Rui Ye's soft hand slithered into the underwear and pulled out the aching cock, and Song Zhuyu's barely formed words morphed into a disgruntled grunt. He couldn't tell whether his body was too hot, or the demon's hand too cold, but the sudden chill grasping his sensitive male organ was a little too much for him to take. He let out a low gasp, his back doubled over, knees jerking instinctively. Sweat clung to his lashes, blurring his vision, and his breath felt so warm it felt like the entire space was fogging along, thick with palpable tension and lingering ambiguity.
