CHAPTER 78: NSFW

AN: I was late with the upload because of this Chapter. Please do enjoy the lovely meal. Hahahaha (*wink)

"Coffee? Tea? I just got gifted some imported snacks from Elaris, the kind you like." He was acting like a teenager facing his crush. His heart was hammering against his ribs and he couldn’t stop talking. He turned toward the desk, already planning to bring the entire ornate box. "You can take it all, I insist—"

His sentence was severed. A firm hand closed around his wrist, the grip electric and unyielding. Before he could even form the question, ’What’s wrong?’, Jian Rui pulled him back and crushed their mouths together.

The kiss was hard and fierce, all pent-up demand and searing heat. Stannis’s eyes flew wide in pure shock, his body rigid for a single, stunned second. Jian Rui’s lips moved against his with a desperate, hungry pressure that sent a shockwave straight to his core. He pulled back, just a fraction, his breath ragged. "What’s wrong?"

Jian Rui’s eyes, dark and blazing with intent, held his. His voice was a low, gravelly command. "Kiss me."

And just like that, the dam broke. Stannis, who had been aching for the taste of this man for what felt like an eternity, surrendered. He surged forward, his mouth slamming back against Jian Rui’s with a force that stole the air from both their lungs. This time, he didn’t hold back. His hands came up to frame Jian Rui’s face, his fingers tangling in the soft hair at the nape of his neck, pulling him closer, deeper.

They stumbled back until Stannis’s shoulders hit the cool wall beside the door. Jian Rui pressed his full weight against him, pinning him there as their tongues met. It was a filthy, wet clash, a dance of thrust and parry, of tasting and taking.

Stannis could feel it then, the raw, untamed buzz of his own psychic power, a live wire sparking at the edges of his control. It seeped through the cracks in his restraint, a building pressure threatening to erupt. Two espers touching like this was always a risk, a constant struggle to keep the immense energy contained, to not accidentally lash out.

Jian Rui broke the kiss, his forehead resting against Stannis’s, both of them panting. "Don’t hold back," he murmured, his voice thick with want. "I took precautions."

Understanding dawned. Stannis’s hands, which had been gripping Jian Rui’s shoulders, moved with a new purpose. His fingers, suddenly so gentle, went to the collar of Jian Rui’s jacket. He peeled the fabric back, revealing the strong column of his throat. There, just above the pulse point, was a small, angry red mark. The telltale sign of an injection.

A low, possessive sound rumbled in Stannis’s chest. He leaned his head down, his lips finding that small patch of inflamed skin. He didn’t just kiss it. He licked a slow, wet stripe over the mark, tasting the faint, clinical tang of the solution underneath the pure, essential scent of Jian Rui’s skin. Then he closed his mouth over it and sucked, hard.

Jian Rui’s answering groan was a vibration Stannis felt through his entire body. His head fell back, offering his throat completely, a silent plea for more. "Fuck, yes... right there."

Emboldened, drunk on the taste and the permission, Stannis’s free hand slid down Jian Rui’s solid chest. But Jian Rui was already ahead of him. His own hand found the prominent bulge straining against the front of Stannis’s trousers and palmed it firmly through the fabric.

The effect was instant and volcanic. A brutal, surging heat exploded in Stannis’s groin, so intense it was almost painful. He tore his mouth from Jian Rui’s neck with a sharp, ragged gasp, his hips bucking involuntarily into that glorious, torturous pressure. The careful control he wielded like a weapon shattered. The beast he kept caged was now wide awake and roaring.

He surged forward, his hand tangling in the silk of Jian Rui’s hair, and crushed their mouths together. It was lips and teeth and a desperate, sliding tongue. Jian Rui met him with equal fire, his free hand gripping Stannis’s shoulder, his fingers still working that slick, steady rhythm on his cock.

Stannis broke the kiss, panting. He half-led, half-dragged Jian Rui the few steps to the heavy desk, sweeping the things on it to the floor with a crash that neither of them noticed. He pressed Jian Rui back against the desk, their lips finding each other again in a messy, hungry clash.

Then Stannis dropped to his knees. The sight of him there, on the floor, looking up with dark, worshipful eyes, made Jian Rui’s thighs tremble. He took of his jacket and tossed it aside. Stannis’ fingers clenched Jian Rui’s shirt crumbling it as he moved it up to reveal the skin underneath.

He made quick work of Jian Rui’s own zipper, pulling his pants and briefs down just enough to free his erection. He didn’t hesitate. He took the head of Jian Rui’s cock into his mouth, his tongue swirling around the sensitive tip, tasting the pre-cum already beading there.

Jian Rui’s head fell back, a sharp gasp escaping him. His fingers threaded through Stannis’s thick hair, not guiding, just holding on. "Fuck... just like that."

Stannis hummed in response, the vibration shooting straight up Jian Rui’s spine. He took him deeper, his throat opening, accepting every inch. He worked him with a relentless rhythm, one hand gripping Jian Rui’s hip, the other fondling his balls.

Jian Rui’s hips began to move of their own accord, a shallow, helpless thrusting into that wet, incredible heat. He could feel the pressure coiling low in his gut, a tight, burning spring.

"Stannis... I’m close," Jian Rui warned, his voice strained. He tried to pull the man’s head back, his fingers tightening in his hair. But Stannis refused. He gripped Jian Rui’s hips harder, holding him in place, and swallowed around him, chasing the twitching, pulsing cock as it erupted.

Jian Rui cried out, a raw, broken sound as his climax ripped through him, his release shooting deep into Stannis’s willing throat. Stannis milked him through it, sucking gently until every last drop was gone, until Jian Rui was shuddering and sensitive.

Finally, he pulled off, looking up. His lips were moist, his chin glistening. He looked at Jian Rui as if asking, did I do good?

Jian Rui, still catching his breath, reached down and pinched Stannis’s chin. He gently ran his thumb over Stannis’s moist lower lip, wiping away a stray drop. "Do you want to fuck me?" he murmured, his voice husky.

Stannis’s tongue darted out, licking Jian Rui’s thumb before he nipped at the pad of it with his teeth. His eyes were burning. "Yes."

"Then what are you waiting for?"

Stannis was on his feet in an instant, kissing Jian Rui again, pressing him hard against the desk. His tongue invaded Jian Rui’s mouth, tasting himself there, and Jian Rui’s hands were all over his hair, messing it up completely.

Jian Rui broke the kiss, panting. He reached into his own pocket and tore open a small, blue wrapper. He handed the condom to Stannis and then turned around, presenting his back, his hands braced on the desk.