Chapter 66: A Night of Sweet Dreams (Extra)

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Chapter 66: A Night of Sweet Dreams (Extra)

It is said that dreams are where a person’s innermost thoughts are revealed most clearly. In dreams, a person’s desires, longings, darkness, and cruelty are all laid bare.

Yu Shenliu thought that perhaps he really was an awful person at heart. Otherwise, he wouldn’t have gradually discovered so many of his own less-than-savory interests, especially when it came to Chen Yuan.

Just like now.

He had pinned Chen Yuan beneath him, one hand holding Chen Yuan’s hands down above his head while the other leisurely caressed the side of his face.

Yu Shenliu was somewhat dazed, unsure how this scene had come about. He remembered how cautious and apprehensive he had been when he first kissed Chen Yuan. Yet now, he was openly pinning the man beneath him, and the overwhelming advantage this gave him filled him with pleasure.

From the waist down, their bodies were tangled together, or rather, Yu Shenliu had Chen Yuan completely restrained. Looking down at his face from above, he could clearly see the hint of unease in his expression, his rapidly fluttering eyelashes, and the faint flush spreading across Chen Yuan’s cheeks.

It was utterly captivating.

So Yu Shenliu cast aside the incongruity nagging at the back of his mind and focused entirely on the moment.

He said nothing. Instead, he curved his lips into an ambiguous smile and leaned down, letting his breath brush across Chen Yuan’s face.

“What are you doing?” Chen Yuan struggled a little, but he couldn’t break free from Yu Shenliu’s superior position. Lowering his voice, he asked as fiercely as he could, “What are you doing?”

Yu Shenliu gently stroked Chen Yuan’s forehead and asked in return, “What do you think I’m going to do?”

Then he shifted his head slightly upward and pressed a light kiss to Chen Yuan’s forehead before lifting his head again and giving Chen Yuan a provocative smile.

“You, you!” Chen Yuan’s face flushed bright red. Even someone who was always so composed couldn’t remain calm when teased like this.

The two of them were tangled together, with Yu Shenliu pinning Chen Yuan completely beneath him. Because of the weight bearing down on him, Chen Yuan couldn’t put up any effective resistance. His forehead felt unbearably hot. He wanted to reach up and touch the spot that had been kissed, but Yu Shenliu had both his hands firmly restrained.

Yu Shenliu’s hand gently stroked behind Chen Yuan’s ear. The skin there was sensitive, and under Yu Shenliu’s touch, Chen Yuan couldn’t help shivering. Tiny goosebumps rose across his skin.

His hand moved downward, lingering against Chen Yuan’s neck for a moment. He deliberately pressed against his Adam’s apple, making Chen Yuan swallow uncomfortably, before continuing downward.

Chen Yuan was wearing a shirt, and Yu Shenliu’s hand slid downward, undoing the buttons one by one.

His fingers deliberately traced over the skin.

Desire. Lust.

He wanted nothing more than to devour him whole, to possess him completely, to become one with him.

The skin beneath his fingertips was smooth and alluring. Every touch seemed to send endless pleasure from his fingertips straight into his mind. Yu Shenliu didn’t know why he was panting, overwhelmed by a desire and happiness so intense that he could barely breathe.

His fingers continued downward, tracing a circle over Chen Yuan’s abdomen before slowly moving lower and closing around his aroused member.

Yu Shenliu was aroused as well, and he felt his breathing grow heavier. He toyed with the shaft in his hand as though it were a plaything.

“Let go!” Chen Yuan struggled. The sensation of having his lower body held like this was unbearably embarrassing. Even more embarrassing was the fact that the hard length of the man above him was pressing insistently against him.

“No.” The answer was firm and decisive, and Yu Shenliu’s hand continued moving. He carefully stroked the folds, tended to the base, and even explored his testicles, making the man beneath him tremble incessantly.

It was as though he were playing a musical instrument, and this was the one he desired and cherished most. He wanted this instrument to produce the music he longed to hear, the most beautiful music that would satisfy his heart. Yu Shenliu felt himself breaking into a sweat. Even merely feeling Chen Yuan’s slightest movements beneath him was enough to push him to the verge of release.

He lowered himself again and bit down on Chen Yuan’s Adam’s apple. He didn’t bite hard, merely holding it between his teeth and refusing to let go, like a wolf sinking its teeth into the throat of its prey.

In truth, Chen Yuan had no trouble breathing. Yet with his lower body held firmly in someone else’s grasp, his entire body pinned down, and his Adam’s apple caught between teeth, it felt as though he were a feeble prey animal captured by a ferocious beast, about to be torn apart and devoured, swallowed whole, yet utterly unable to resist. All he could do was endure as he was gradually and completely claimed.

His breathing carried a faint, tearful note.

Yet that sound only made Yu Shenliu even more pleased. He felt that he must have gone mad. The more he tormented the person beneath him, the more he heard him show weakness, the more he shattered that calm facade, the happier he became.

His body was stretched taut to its limit. He was doing nothing more than rubbing himself against the person beneath him, yet he was already nearing the peak.

His breathing was rapid, his gaze unfocused, and the only thing that remained was the warmth of the embrace, so intoxicating that he couldn’t tear himself away.

It kept rising, rising until his entire body began to tremble, and in an instant, he reached the peak.

Yu Shenliu suddenly jolted awake and sat upright.

He gulped in breath after breath. Once his breathing had settled somewhat, he realized that his body was covered in sweat, while there was a cool sensation between his legs.

What was this?

Ever since his first wet dream at fourteen, this was the first time in all these years that he had actually… come in his pants?

“Embarrassing…” he murmured under his breath.

Yet when he thought of Chen Yuan pinned beneath him in the dream, and those reactions so completely different from his usual ones, he couldn’t help feeling his blood surge again.

His face flushed, and Yu Shenliu forcibly suppressed the desire rising once more. He didn’t quite understand how he had become such a pervert, to the point that merely thinking about it made him unable to hold himself back, like some teenage boy going through puberty.

Yet when he thought about how, in the dream, he had controlled the person beneath him, held every part of him in his grasp, and made him move according to his own wishes, the sensation really was intoxicating.

So cute.

Who could blame him when Chen Yuan like that was simply too cute? Yu Shenliu was completely incapable of resisting such temptation.

Surely, one day, I’ll be able to make Yuanyuan show that same adorable expression, just as he did in my dream, right?

As he plotted this out, a rather suggestive smile appeared on Yu Shenliu’s face. He wondered what would happen if he told Yuanyuan about this dream and asked him to interpret it.

Meanwhile, completely unaware of any of this, Chen Yuan gave a tiny sneeze in his sleep.

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