How Can Something So Wrong Felt So Right All Along(Ongoing)

⚠️Opportunist?⚠️

The environment still and serene, insects whispering in the howling wind. Amidst the bamboo house that is illuminated with a night pearl, two silhouettes of men are struggling in the bed and an innocent wolf beast snoring in its sleep.

Wang ZhenXian became a stone, breathing heavily controlled as the whiff of jasmine assaulted his thinking. He doesn't know what to do. His mind stops working as if drowned in sea water. His hands can only freeze in the others neck while his nose smelling Yan Jiangquing's scent. He doesn't know if he should push the latter to fall off the bed, or he would offer a helping hand thinking they are both man but Yan Jiangquing is his Shizun it is somewhat troublesome his Shizun must have known how to find release for his meat stick.

As he was thinking his face grew hue in red that would grew more dark red reflecting in the night pearls light it looks stunningly captivating that Yan Jiangquing breaths heavily, swallowing the burning sensation in his scalp. His adams apple bobbed and Wang ZhenXian heard it.

Yan Jiangquing is not far from the latter, the only distinct is his breathing is ragged and his heart beats so fast that its about to leap his chest. His calm and collected state, the free from worry temperament now filled with restraint as if a monk who just got ordained. The tip of his ears and neck is tinted with red making it alluring to watch. In Wang ZhenXian's eyes it didn't escaped.

"Shi-shuzun that thing erm..." Wang ZhenXian wanted to slap his being from spouting nonsense. His voice shaky tone left his mouth but to Yan Jiangquing that is in his limit, the tone is nasally soft and gentle tugging his disturbed heart and muddled mind to go astray.

His hands on the slim waist of Wang ZhenXian started to tremble. He is thinking of something immoral with his disciple he wanted to knock his head on a pillar to calm down and change his temperament.

"Mn. For-get that...Sleep." Yan Jiangquing stated in his authoritative tone. Teeth gritting from from indulgence of committing something he avoided for his entire life.

Wang ZhenXian tried to think happy thoughts and close his eyes. After a few minutes his eyelashes fluttered like a butterfly's wings, how can he fall asleep that thing is still in his stomach and it is in the midst of exploding. Forming a huge tent on Yan Jiangquing's crotch. Its tip is moist that he could feel it in his inner clothes.

Looking at the man in his restraining body that is somewhat lost in his thoughts, Wang ZhenXian's left hand started to move and hold the hard shaft of the latter.

Yan Jiangquing was caught off guard, his sensitive member was gripped, he groaned: "ZhenXian, you!"

It was at this moment that I knew I fucked up!⚠️warning not for children⚠️

"Shizun, I can't sleep ah! its poking my stomach. If you can't calm down then let this disciple help you. Just think of it as a thank you for taking good care of me these past months." Like a man evaded with spirits, Wang ZhenXian forgets everything, voice filled with sexiness as if a fox giving off a phremone to capture Yan Jiangquing's mind. The indescribable feeling rose in his heart and it felt hard to remove. It surge so high that he can't help but to remove Yan Jiangquing's white pants, and a hard meat stick slaps his stomach.

He moved his eyesight and a clear view of Yan Jiangquing's below came to his elegant almond eyesight. Yan Jiangquing's skin is fairly white as if a glass skin, smooth and tender to touch. However, the thing poking his stomach is undeniably big like not of a human but of a horse instead. But this didn't stop his infected mind urging his hands to hold the latter with delight.

Yan Jiangquing was astounded in disbelief however as if occupied by discernable spirits he doesn't argue with the latter and he allowed Wang ZhenXian to do what he wanted to. Letting him stoke his as if trusting himself to Wang ZhenXian.