Hua Hua You Long - Volume SS - Chapter 2

warning: it's hhyl

Jing stepped into the Marquis's residence after a week of restraining himself. Putting on his most nonchalant expression, he ascended the staircase. Lu Cang eyed him closely as his figure appeared at the top of the stairs, somewhat cautious but pleased all at once. Jing forcefully ignored the fluttering in his heart as he saw Lu Cang's face light up and instead of directly attacking Lu Cang like he usually did, Jing gracefully sat on the couch, propping his chin elegantly with a hand. He gave a meaningful stare into Lu Cang's eyes before lasciviously dragging his half-lidded gaze over Lu Cang's clothed body, like he had dragged his hands across Lu Cang's naked body so many times.

The vibes Jing was sending out made the air tingle anticipation, the tension so thick Lu Cang could do nothing but sit motionless stare right back at Jing as heat flowed through his body, from the pit of the stomach to his face which flushed red, and then further downwards to his abdomen. He shifted anxiously in his seat in a failed attempt to conceal the growing desire between his legs - Jing could read him like an open book.

Jing drank in the picture of Lu Cang practically begging him with his dark, dilated pupils staring weakly at him, but he stubbornly remained rooted to the chair. Lu Cang could not even hide his lust anymore. His eyes were shining with a distinctive urge, yearning for Jing's touch as he sat uncomfortably on his chair, silently pleading Jing to come to him.

As if about to make his move, Jing stood up slowly and almost burst into laughter upon seeing Lu Cang's hopeful expression, ever so expectant. Jing moved closer and Lu Cang half anticipated Jing to take him there and then. But no. Jing would never let Lu Cang get what he wanted so easily. Lu Cang's suffering was his greatest pleasure afterall-- The more Lu Cang suffered from his desire, the more pleasure Jing would gain .

"Alright...I will leave now. Have a good rest..." Jing tidied his robes and wiped any semblance of amusement off his face, forcing the twitching corners of his lips down before turning to pretend to leave. 

" ...Ah?" Lu Cang could not hide his surprised expression. Jing had never once left his residence without touching him first. His obvious disappointment amused Jing to no end.

"Look at you, you're clearly not well today... Your whole face is red from fever, how can you bear me in your current condition? It's alright, have an early rest today...I will come again next time." Jing continued to pick on the overwhelmed Lu Cang who was ever so seductive in this wanton state if his, pretending to care for his health as Jing slowly turned towards the door.

"Jing..." Lu Cang finally left his chair and grabbed Jing's hand, preventing him from leaving, much to Jing's satisfaction.

"What's wrong?" Struggling to hide his victorious expression, he turned to look at Lu Cang.

Lu Cang wordlessly gazed at Jing with his hazy, lustful eyes, wanton and extremely seductive-- his face was flushed, lips pressed together and eyes watering, brows knitted and breathing uneven, as if in deep thought. Jing's last thread of self restraint almost snapped and he reigned himself in at the very last second, scarcely managing to keep himself from ravishing Lu Cang.

Inhaling deeply, Jing faked attentiveness to prolong Lu Cang's discomfort ," What's wrong? You look bad...I'll call the Imperial Physician to take a look at you immediately."

"Jing!" Lu Cang impatiently called out his name in a quaking voice, clearly hinting his need.

Jing continued to feign obliviousness and instead press his hand to Lu Cang's forehead and trying his best to put a lid on his near erupting desire. "Just tell me, what's wrong? Where do you feel uncomfortable?"

Lu Cang finally snapped. Unable to endure any longer, he yanked Jing to the bed and pushed him down.

Of course, Jing continued to feign innocence, plastering a shocked, wide eyed expression on his face while cheering triumphantly inside.

"Hey... Don't blame me if your condition worsens...mmmmpphh!!" His sentence was cut off by Lu Cang's lips covering his mouth, clumsily kissing him to stop him from teasing.

Jing almost laughed loudly when Lu Cang aggressively tore both their clothing with violently trembling hands. Given Lu Cang's usual modest demeanor, it was extremely rare for Lu Cang to initiate and push Jing down. Jing almost jumped for joy when Lu Cang ridded himself of his trousers and ran his his hands down Jing's torso, all the while breathing heavily and blushing like a ripe peach. 

Trembling hands apprehensively slid into Jing's pants as Lu Cang knelt above him, dark eyes intoxicating and heavy with need. Jing almost came there and then-- Lu Cang had never touched him voluntarily before; Jing had always been the one to guide his hand and initiate everything. 

He silently watched as Lu Cang shyly tugged down his pants and shakily touched him, Jing was already unable to keep that lecherous grin from splitting his face in half. How could he keep a straight face any longer? Lu Cang was so overcome with lust he barely had any shame left, just inexperience that made his movements uncertain and jerky as he moved his head lower and shifted his heavy gaze to Jing's already erect cock. 

A shy tongue poked out and shakily lapped the length of the hot sex organ, pushing Jing further to the edge. Lu Cang was being very uncharacteristically aggressive, but Jing would never let him have his way. He wanted to declare this day a special day and have celebrations and festivities all throughout the empire to commemorate Lu Cang's beauty in bed, but first he had to satisfy his desire --his own need was rumbling like a volcano about to erupt. 

Lu Cang parted his lips to take in --- he couldn't resist a second more! Jing grabbed Lu Cang's shoulders and flipped them over, ignoring Lu Cang's stunned cry as he kissed him hard on the lips and sloppily pushed two fingers into Lu Cang's entrance.

"I can't help it, who asked you to behave like that?"

"What are you doing...hurry..," Lu Cang's head lolled back as he writhed desperately around Jing, trying to get as much friction as possible. His entire body was covered in a sheen of sweat which reflected the light and accentuated every curve of his body. Seeing Lu Cang move like that below him intoxicated Jing to the extreme. He tossed all his self restraint right out of the window and pushed his cock, slicked with saliva, straight into Lu Cang without even first removing his fingers, causing Lu Cang to cry out loudly. 

Lu Cang's body had long gotten used to this kind of copulation. The initial pain was sharp, like a punch in the gut, but it quickly gave way to intense pleasure as Jing started to move in and out of him, repeatedly ramming himself against that spot in his body. He reached up to wrap his hands around Jing's shoulders, much to Jing's delight. 

"Ah...Cang..."

Jing suddenly thought about this one time he accidentally called out Lu Cang's name while doing it with a new concubine, he had left the poor girl distraught and in tears after he threatened her with death if she ever told a soul. No one needed to know about that embarrassing slip up, least of all Lu Cang. Pushing the awkward memory from his mind, he refocused his energy to pleasure his lover.

.....

Lu Cang rubbed his hips against Jing to gain more friction and Jing immediately kissed him to distract himself from the sight. He knew he'd completely loose it if he had a full view of Lu Cang gyrating so seductively in this state. The strip of cloth that Lu Cang used to tie his hair had loosened and slipped almost all the way off, creating a dark pool of long strands around his face, flushed with arousal. 

Jing increased the force of his attack, almost completely lifting Lu Cang's back off the bed. Lu Cang was heavily panting, scarcely even able to make a sound as Jing repeatedly hit that spot inside him, fueling his lust until it exploded in a sheet of white hot relief. Lu Cang released into Jing's hand, his entire body tightening around Jing for a split second before slackening to lie languidly on the bed. 

Jing gave a few more thrusts into Lu Cang's soft body before climaxing, shooting his semen right into Lu Cang who groaned softly as his hands slowly  slipped off Jing's back after the deed was done. His eyes were half lidded from the exertion, still panting deeply after Jing had recovered and was sitting up, his member still inside Lu Cang. 

Jing stared at his flustered lover, lips plump and glistening with use, strong body limp from exhaustion... and the white fluid...flowing out and slowly sluicing down onto the white sheets...

Lu Cang felt Jing getting harder inside him and tried to sit up in panic,

"You! Get out!" 

"Ah, but Xiaocang, it's not my fault, looking at you like that makes it go up again..." Jing said lecherously as he grabbed Lu Cang's ankles, wrapping his legs around his hips as he started to move again, much to Lu Cang's ire. 

.......

Jing left the Marquis' residence in the dead of the night, grinning triumphantly into the dark quiet palace as he made his way back to the royal quarters. 

A little more... Just a little more and his plan would come to fruition. He had already planned for the long nights ahead, when he'd ravish Lu Cang until the sun came up.

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