Reborn To Be The Imperial Consort [BL] Chapter 53: (M) Thalassotélos — II

Warning: Explicit sexual content. Cannibalistic imagery at the end.

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Their lips moved in tandem, blood mixing with saliva, breaths mingling and heaving chests brushing against one another.

Their kiss, more teeth than lips, more blood than fluids, more heat than pleasure and more lust than anything else.

Long ZhenHai’s teeth clamped down on Hu Lijing’s soft lower lip, tugging at the soft flesh as he squeezed the latter’s blood-ridden throat. Teeth nibbled at the lips, moving in furious passion, too gone for rationale, too aroused for pain.

Hu Lijing’s lips parted, beautiful eyes turning half-lidded as he pulled the dragon deeper into the kiss, drowning in the sea of carnal desires, they were nothing but a capsizing boat barely afloat.

Long ZhenHai’s tongue pushed in, kiss taking a deeper turn as Hu Lijing urged him closer, the dragon’s one hand reaching to rest on the back of his head, sharp claws marring the soft flesh as he tugged at his amber locks, beastly growls pouring into the eting of lips.

His other hand trailed down, claws retreating as a mont of clarity dawned upon him. His touches beca sowhat gentle as his slender fingers traced the pulsing nerves of Hu Lijing’s rapidly healing neck.

As his tongue swirled and explored the warmth of Hu Lijing’s mouth, ravenous hunger simred under his skin, boiling over into the kiss as the wet muscle mapped out every bit of the cavern, saliva intertwined with viscous warmth, tallic taste and sweetness leaving a heady feeling.

Slowly his hand slid off from the back of his head to his regenerating shoulder, a single trembling finger dipped into the plushness of his soft flesh, warm appendage swirled around, tracing a shapeless mark on his sensitive skin as the fox whimpered into his mouth, yet made no move to push him away.

Instead, Hu Lijing’s own claws retreated, leaving his shaking fingers to touch and caress the bumps and ridges of scars he left on the dragon’s now fully healed neck. His hands trailed down the curvature of Long ZhenHai’s spine as he desperately pawed at the robes he’d sohow shredded in the earlier scuffle.

Lying on his back, Hu Lijing gasped, his lips moving against the dragon’s as though moulded to fit together. As he moaned, Hu Lijing couldn’t help but fold his legs and spread them apart on instinct.

Instinctively, they rutted against one another, desire running amok in their veins, desperate for release and to beco one under the blue sky.

Hu Lijing’s willing body writhed under him against the rough sand, the now healed wounds giving way to flesh, too tender and too raw, as the fox spirit moaned and groaned into the kiss, teeth knocking against one another, tongues performing a splendid dance of a hunter and its prey, entangling with each other, saliva flowing down their lips.

Once or twice, the teeth would catch against the entanglent, scratching against them as the dragon sucked, moans of pleasure intertwining with wet sounds of saliva.

One after the other, muffled sounds strangled out of Hu Lijing’s raw throat in a broken symphony of song forsaken by the devoted.

As a searing heat pulsed and trailed up to his stomach, the fox could not help but groan into the ravenous feast of carnal ecstasy. His core throbbing, wetness making itself known as it flowed down.

Hu Lijing let out a low sob, the overwhelming pleasure stemming from the passionate kisses simring together as Long ZhenHai’s soft ministrations caressed his body, gentle fingers mapping out the expanse of his smooth skin, the tender touches shooting bolts of heat between his legs.

The dragon moaned, pulling away from the fox’s lips as he trailed a slithering path of kisses down his jaw, open mouthed and wet.

He slid downwards, lips sucking at the graceful and delicate throat of the fox spirit, nibbling and nipping the flesh as he humd, one hand pulling back slightly at his hair while the other left a trail of fiery tenderness up and down Hu Lijing’s abdon, bony fingers idly fondling with his chest every-so-often.

Hu Lijing’s mind blanked, going from the startling roughness and animalistic heat that greeted him at the beginning to this sudden gentleness giving him a whiplash. His lips fell open, glistening and swollen as a string of moans spilled out.

He couldn’t quite understand what Long ZhenHai truly wanted, his hands caressed and touched the fox spirit’s body as if he was a fragile flower and the dragon’s fingertips were playful butterflies seeking to drink the sweet nectar of his body.

Long ZhenHai’s delicate touches made his nose feel sour. Sothing bubbled in his heart as tears welled in his eyes. He didn’t know why he was feeling so emotional all of a sudden, he didn’t really know how to react to the bittersweet warmth swirling in his chest as he laid back, lips parted ever so slightly as he reached to caress the dragon’s scalp, scratching it soothingly.

Long ZhenHai let out a coo, his voice deep and guttural, closer to a harsh growl than a soft call. His lips closed around the hardened nipple on his chest while his other hand pinched and caressed the other, giving both of them equal attention while teasing his tongue around the one in his mouth.

Hu Lijing’s breathing turned faster as his fingers tangled his raven hair, absently twirling the lock around, knuckles digging into his head.

"ZhenHai..." His voice cracked, lower lip catching between his teeth as he let out a quiet moan.

At his call, the dragon seed to freeze. As if clarity and rationale returned in his mind, Long ZhenHai stilled, his hand trembling ever so slightly as he pulled his mouth off Hu Lijing’s chest.

Raising his head, he looked up at the divine fox, half-lidded eyes glimring with tears as he gazed at the forr, icy blue eyes shining like clear gems.

"Jing’ge?" He whispered, voice trembling as he spread his palm on Hu Lijing’s chest, pressing down as he felt the latter shake under his touch. His hands caressed the pecs harder, fingertips grazing along his pert buds as he sucked in a sharp breath. "Jing’ge...?"

He sounded confused, feverish and so starkly out of it that it made Hu Lijing’s heart clench, twisting inside his chest.

Long ZhenHai didn’t actually know what he was doing or what was happening at all.

"ZhenHai." Hu Lijing replied, delicate fingers carding through his hair as he looked at it.

Long ZhenHai’s face flushed, sweat gathering on his forehead as he bit his lip and blinked at Hu Lijing, trying to disperse the blurring of his vision.

"Jing’ge... What are you?" He stuttered softly. "Did I...?" He trailed off as his icy blue eyes took in the dishevelled state Hu Lijing was in, he was in.

He blanched, the heat in his body and the astray desire under his flesh paling in comparison to the dawning realisation that ca upon him.

Hu Lijing held his gaze, a slight smile tugging at his red lips. "Hm?" He didn’t seem to mind being in such a compromising position.

Long ZhenHai’s face wavered, realising that it was indeed not a dream. Hu Lijing looked ruined — in a positive way — under him, eyes tearful, face flushed and threadbare robes hanging off his fra, exposing most of his scarred skin.

Scars that were courtesy to Long ZhenHai himself.

The dragon’s body shook, lips quivering as he looked on, horror colouring his features as Hu Lijing carded his fingers through his hair, movents idle despite the influx of lustful heat curling in his own gut.

"Oh, heaven... I— what have I—" Long ZhenHai choked out, fingers trembling as they traced the scars of the fox’s person. "Jing’ge... Jing’ge... I’m sorry— I’m sorry, I shouldn’t have... I shouldn’t have dared to—"

Viscous heat curled in their body, coiling tightly like a rciless chokehold. Even the slightest movent sent waves of pleasure rolling down their bodies.

Hu Lijing whimpered, eyes snapping shut as his legs spread apart further and the dragon crawled between them, cooing instinctively.

Long ZhenHai, unable to overrule the tyrannical reign of primal instinct of his body, wrapped his hand into Hu Lijing’s hair again, lips automatically finding their way to his swan like neck, tongue licking wide stripes as his lips caressed and nibbled the tender flesh.

The fox’s lips were swollen as they pressed together, thoroughly ravaged and bitten, teary amber eyes glimred under the cast of eyelids as he panted, chest heaving up and down, his breath coming in an irregular staccato.

Hu Lijing panted, a loud moan flowing past his ravaged lips as he gazed down at the dragon, lips parted slightly and eyes hooded with beastly lust. His hair was in disarray, the cold caresses of coastal wind brushing against his body and sha long forgotten.

"Ah... Ah..." he gasped, sparks of pleasure trembling throughout his body as he gazed at the water-borne dragon, his gaze deep and unfathomable. He looked at Long ZhenHai like how a disgraced god would look at his damned devotee, like how a defiled god would look at his sinning apostate.

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