The Blood Crown - Chapter 56-57
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Feng Ye hoisted Yan Sikong over his shoulder and strode to the bedroom, instructing, “Go prepare some hot water and sobering tea.”
Placing Yan Sikong on the couch, Feng Ye carefully tucked him in, frowning as he noticed the crimson hue on Yan Sikong’s face and the dried tear streaks.
You cried? Why?
Feng Ye unconsciously clenched his fist.
Soon, Ali entered with a tray of water.
Feng Ye asked sharply, “Where were you both? Why did he end up drinking like this?”
Ali struggled to explain, knowing that Feng Ye couldn’t understand, which added to his anxiety.
“You…” Feng Ye said impatiently, “Step aside.”
Ali lowered his head despondently and retreated.
Feng Ye dipped a cloth in warm water, wrung it out, and gently wiped Yan Sikong’s icy forehead.
Since they had met, Yan Sikong had never been drunk before. Now, he was not only completely intoxicated but had puffy, red eyes and clear signs of crying. This fragile, sorrowful appearance was something Feng Ye had never seen before, and it tugged at his heart.
He gently brushed aside the hair on Yan Sikong’s forehead and mumbled to himself, “What’s wrong with you?”
Suddenly, Yan Sikong grabbed Feng Ye’s hand tightly, opened his eyes just a crack, and looked at him through a hazy gaze. He whispered, “Father…”
Feng Ye was momentarily puzzled but brought his ear closer to hear what Yan Sikong was saying. Finally, he understood. “Father…”
Yan Sikong clung to Feng Ye’s hand, tears welled up in his eyes, and he seemed to be burdened with endless grievances.
Feng Ye’s heart ached. “Sikong, I’m here.”
Yan Sikong slowly opened his eyes. His gaze went from confusion to clarity. After looking for a while, he hesitated, “Feng Ye?”
Feng Ye nodded. “Are you sober now?”
Yan Sikong took a deep breath and sighed, “Feng Ye…”
“What’s wrong? Why did you drink like this?” Feng Ye had a guess in his mind.
Yan Sikong was still under the influence of alcohol, his words slurred. “Today is my father’s death anniversary.”
Feng Ye comforted him, “Captain Yuan was a true hero.”
“Hero…” Yan Sikong uttered the word with a bitter smile.
Heroes always saved others, but who would save the heroes? Was it destined for heroes to end tragically?
Feng Ye understood the pain of losing a parent, and words couldn’t console it. “If you still want to drink, I’ll accompany you.”
Yan Sikong held Feng Ye’s hand tightly. He said with a determined tone, “Feng Ye, my father was wrongly accused, you know?”
“I know, everyone knows.”
Yan Sikong shook his head, “They don’t know. Maybe only the people of Guangning City remember, and even they will forget over time. A hundred years from now, who will remember him?”
“We will remember, and someone will always remember.”
“I want future generations to remember.” Yan Sikong’s voice was as soft as a whisper.
“What?” Feng Ye leaned closer.
But Yan Sikong remained silent, gazing at him with moist eyes, as if trying to uncover something deep within him.
Feng Ye’s deep and dark pupils resembled a mysterious pool, exuding a bewitching charm.
Feng Ye couldn’t resist and kissed his eyebrows.
Yan Sikong closed his eyes, holding onto Feng Ye’s hand as if clutching a lifeline. He was drowning in the affection, hoping to draw more and more warmth from Feng Ye.
Feng Ye used his teeth to pull down Yan Sikong’s collar and placed hot, fervent kisses on his collarbone. His hand slipped inside Yan Sikong’s clothing.
When the cold hand touched the warm skin, Yan Sikong shivered. He opened his eyes and, suddenly clear-headed, he loosened his grip.
Feng Ye paused, he retracted his hand, turned his head, stared deeply into Yan Sikong’s eyes, suppressed his rapid breathing, and his voice was hoarse: “Do you want me to stop?”
Yan Sikong pursed his lips that were kissed red, his eyes were full of water, and with the thin blush on his cheeks that had not gone away, he was inexhaustible and amorous.
Feng Ye suppressed his restlessness, his hand gently stroked his hair, but his eyes were full of wild be–a-stiality: “You can still open your mouth once and tell me to stop, otherwise, no matter how you cry and beg later, I will not stop.”
Yan Sikong opened his mouth and said lightly: “It is said that pleasure is the greatest joy in the world, so why not try it.”
Feng Ye suddenly turned over on the bed, and his tall body completely enveloped Yan Sikong, kissing Yan Sikong’s thin lips again. While sucking, he pulled Yan Sikong’s clothes almost brutally.
Clothes were scattered all over the bed in an instant. Feng Ye lifted Yan Sikong’s fair and slender body out of the plain black cloth, like a white lotus blooming from the dirty water. His rain-like kisses fell on Sikong’s chest, leaving a string of reddish-purple bruises.
Yan Sikong hugged Feng Ye’s neck helplessly. He seemed to be getting more and more drunk, and felt that his mind was blank, as if he was floating in the clouds.
It wasn’t until Feng Ye took the small nip-ple into his mouth and gently licked and bit it that he suddenly convulsed and his body trembled violently.
Feng Ye’s hand reached down and grasped Yan Sikong’s di-ck.
“Feng Ye…” Yan Sikong took a breath.
It was a fatal place that had never been touched by any person. How could he not be nervous?
“I’m here.” Feng Ye kissed him carelessly while caressing the soft thing.
“No, Feng Ye…” Yan Sikong arched his waist in fear, trying to get rid of the fear.
“Don’t be afraid.” Feng Ye was unbearably hot, and his c– ock was already half erect, rubbing against Yan Sikong’s thigh.
Yan Sikong was so ashamed that he covered his eyes with one hand and clutched the mattress tightly with the other hand. He felt that all the blood in his body was going to his lower abdomen. Unbearable and unprecedented joy completely invaded his mind.
Feng Ye continued to rub against him, placing messy kisses all over his cheeks and chest, as if he wanted to leave his own mark on every inch of his skin, and the speed of stroking in his hands became faster.
Forced by the increasingly strong desire, Yan Sikong couldn’t help but close his legs and gasped rapidly: “Ahh….”
Feng Ye looked at Yan Sikong’s passionate look, and his di- -ck was already hard and hot. He simply put their di- -cks together and stroked them up and down.
Yan Sikong let out a low cry. That area was extremely sensitive. He could even feel the veins on Feng Ye’s di- -ck pulsating forcefully. He shuddered all over and felt waves of heat rushing towards his lower body. He could no longer hold back. Unable to bear it, he burst out in one fell swoop.
“Uh…” Yan Sikong let out a suppressed moan.
The turbid white c#m filled Feng Ye’s hands and trickled down between his fingers. It seemed that he was extremely erotic.
Yan Sikong was already half awake from the drunkenness, and even more ashamed. He looked at Feng Ye helplessly with his wet eyes, full of embarrassment and full of spring beauty, making Feng Ye wish he could swallow him whole.
Feng Ye let out a low moan in his throat. He leaned down and licked Yan Sikong’s lips: “I want to make you mine.” He couldn’t help but part Yan Sikong’s legs, and move the c#m-laden hand to reach for Yan Sikong’s but-tocks.
Although Yan Sikong was a man, he read a lot of books and knew a little bit about everything. He naturally knew how men have s-ex, but when it was really happening to him, he couldn’t help but start to tremble.
Feng Ye’s fingertips touched the soft buttocks, and then his slender fingers moved between Sikong’s bu-ttocks, and went into the tightly closed hole with some impatience.
Yan Sikong straightened his waist again. He had never experienced this sense of invasion before, and his body unconsciously tried to dodge.
However, Feng Ye left him nowhere to hide, and his long fingers, wrapped in thick body fluids, entered the tight hole.
Yan Sikong closed his eyes tightly, resisting the discomfort, and his nostrils fluttered rapidly.
“It’s so tight…” Feng Ye sighed, but without stopping, he took advantage of the flesh wall to loosen it slightly and squeezed in a second finger.
“Feng Ye, I…”
“Don’t be afraid, I won’t hurt you.” Feng Ye kissed his lips gently, silencing his struggles in his mouth.
When Feng Ye inserted his third finger and began to stir the hole, Yan Sikong felt bursts of pain and couldn’t help twisting his body, trying to avoid the strange torture.
Feng Ye suppressed him with the weight of his body, and moved his wet fingers arrogantly in and out of the hole, allowing the hidden place that had never been explored to slowly open up for him alone.
“Um…” Yan Sikong was choked by Feng Ye’s hot kiss and found it difficult to speak. He only felt that his mind was becoming more and more confused, and his whole body was indulged in an uncontrollable awareness.
Feng Ye pulled out his fingers, took Yan Sikong’s hand, pressed it on his di- -ck, gasped and said, “Do you feel it? It’s going to enter your body, it’s going to make you mine, all mine.”
Yan Sikong’s hands couldn’t help trembling. The object was thick, big, hard, and hot. It was so hot that he didn’t dare to hold it. Feng Ye pulled the soft pillow and placed it under his waist, supporting his but-tocks high, making his legs wide open.
Yan Sikong covered his eyes again and bit his lower lip hard with his teeth.
However, Feng Ye put his thumb into his mouth, pried open his teeth, and said domineeringly: “You are not allowed to hurt yourself.” After saying this, he held the thick and long c-o ck and pressed it against the slightly opened hole.
“Ah……”
When the huge di- -ck head tried to squeeze into the narrow, tender hole, Yan Sikong let out a cry of surprise.
Feng Ye fixed Yan Sikong’s waist. He gritted his teeth and endured the unbearable urge, inserting his pe-nis into the flesh wall bit by bit.
Yan Sikong was stiff with pain, and big beads of sweat suddenly appeared on his forehead: “Ah….no…”
“Don’t be afraid, don’t be afraid…” Feng Ye wiped the sweat from his face painfully. The pleasure of his di- -ck being tightly wrapped and rubbed by the intestinal wall drove him crazy. He forcibly suppressed the desire in his body and waited, So Yan Sikong could get used to it a little, otherwise the place would be so tight that he wouldn’t be able to go any deeper.
“Feng Ye, it hurts…” Yan Sikong felt that his lower body was swelling and cracking, it was painful and embarrassing.
“I know, Sikong, relax a little, the pain won’t stop soon.” Feng Ye kissed Yan Sikong softly and whispered in his ear, “I like you so much, Kong’er…Kong’er…”
Yan Sikong’s eyes widened, as if something was opened in his chest, and endless emotions poured out in an instant. There is still someone in this world who calls him “Kong’er”. The person who is doing the most intimate things with him at this moment is calling him “Kong’er”…
He almost immediately dropped his guard.
Feng Ye took advantage of the situation and straightened his waist, inserting the thick and long c-ock into the secret passage.
“Ah……”
“Kong’er…Kong’er…” Feng Ye could no longer control the overwhelming desire in his body. He hugged Yan Sikong’s waist, pulled out his pe-nis slightly, then pushed it in deeper again. After opening and closing several times, he felt that Sikong’s hole accepted him completely.
“No… Feng Ye…” Yan Sikong felt waves of pain, and it was hard to describe how his body felt. He struggled instinctively, but was held tightly by Feng Ye.
Feng Ye’s eyes showed a frightening light, and the dormant animal nature was finally aroused by the pleasure he had never experienced before. The thrusts became faster and faster, and became heavier and heavier.
When Yan Sikong’s hole was fully opened, his powerful waist moved rapidly, and with each stroke, most of the c-o -ck was withdrawn, and with each stroke, it was pushed straight to the deepest point, and the sound of skin and flesh colliding resounded throughout the room.
After the initial pain, Yan Sikong was completely lost in the rising unfamiliar pleasure. He was shaking all over from being f- -ucked by Feng Ye. The most unspeakable place was painful and numb. He couldn’t help but let out shameful mo-ans.
“Kong’er…my Kong’er…” Feng Ye was as wild as an animal, going in and out of that honey hole like crazy. Whenever he heard Yan Sikong’s mo-ans, he would exert even more force. To force Yan Sikong to mo-an more passionately.
Desire turned into the strongest aphrodisiac, melting both of their minds.
Yan Sikong couldn’t resist the waves of intense pleasure, so he choked and begged for mercy: “Feng Ye… no… don’t…”
“You want it.” Feng Ye stabbed the meat blade to the end, “This is what you want, and it is also what I want.”
“No…ah…” Yan Sikong clutched the quilt on his body tightly with both hands, and his toes were curled up tightly.
Feng Ye pulled out the wet di- -ck, turned Yan Sikong’s body over, and kneeled him in front of him with his butt sticking out. Before Yan Sikong could say a word, he had already spread his bu-ttocks and inserted it again….
“Ah -” Yan Sikong moaned, tears streaming down his cheeks.
The doggy style allowed the c- -ock to go in deeper and harder, and Feng Ye’s balls slapped against his but-tocks, making a shameful sound.
“Feng Ye… don’t… Feng Ye ah——”
“You could have asked me to stop when I asked you…” Feng Ye lowered his head, kissing and biting Yan Sikong’s bare back, “It’s too late now, I won’t stop, I want to f- -uck you all night long, I want you to never forget this night for the rest of your life.”
Feng Ye penetrated dozens of times in rapid succession, but suddenly stopped.
Yan Sikong realized something and begged in a distracted manner: “No…”
Feng Ye’s body trembled slightly, and the hot s- -emen suddenly spurted out, and all of it was injected into Yan Sikong’s body.
“Ah-ah–” Yan Sikong cried uncontrollably.
After Feng Ye finished e- -jaculating, he didn’t pull out the di- -ck. He just hugged Yan Sikong and lay on the bed, licking every bead of sweat on Yan Sikong’s back with the tip of his tongue.
“You… Feng Ye… you bastard…” Yan Sikong was completely powerless and was at the mercy of Feng Ye.
Feng Ye said hoarsely: “I will be even more of a bastard. I like you, Kong’er, and you have to suffer all this.”
Yan Sikong felt Feng Ye pull out his semi-soft pe-nis, and his lower body was like a flood. The turbid white c#m immediately poured out from his hole. The extreme shame and lust made his pe-nis hard again.
Feng Ye reached out and grasped his pe-nis, and began to stroke it skillfully. At the same time, the di- -ck that had just c##med became hard again.
When Yan Sikong’s numb and sensitive honey hole was once again filled up, the simultaneous extreme pleasure completely dragged him into the boundless sea of desire…
The morning sun had been blocked out by the tightly sealed windows of cotton cloth, and the interior was dim and warm, and the two of them, who were accustomed to getting up early all year round, slept very deeply at this time.
Until there was a knock at the door.
Feng Ye opened his eyes suddenly, but he felt that his arm was numb and in pain, and he had not fully awakened, but he had already hugged the warm and naked body in his arms.
The knocking sound came again, and Yan Sikong let out an uncomfortable sleepy murmur.
Feng Ye was annoyed, his anger elevated, and he let out a low roar with his internal force: “Get out.” It didn’t sound loud, but it traveled far away.
Immediately, the sound of footsteps walking away sounded outside the door.
Feng Ye lowered his head, wanting to check on Yan Sikong, but met a pair of sleepy eyes.
“W-woke you up.” Feng Ye’s eyes flickered, and he didn’t dare to look at Yan Sikong’s eyes, and his ears also turned red at the same time.
Yan Sikong was stunned for a moment, slowly frowned, only to feel that his waist was sore and unbearable, all kinds of things that happened last night suddenly appeared in front of his eyes, blaming himself for having a good memory, and now looking at Feng Ye’s face, there were all pictures of the events of last night— alive in front of him, and he felt so embarrassed that his face was hot with shame.
If he had known that Feng Ye was such a beast, he would have killed him without sending him to his door.
Feng Ye blinked his eyes and kissed Yan Sikong’s forehead heavily: “Kong’er, let’s sleep for a while.” ”
“No…” Yan Sikong opened his mouth, and found that his voice was completely hoarse. He struggled to remember, but he was weak, and when he moved slightly, he felt that the two of them were hugging each other nakedly, rubbing each other’s body….
Feng Ye’s breathing suddenly became a little heavy: “Don’t move.”
“I—I’m going to get up.”
Feng Ye’s big hand stroked his smooth back, “You’re not going to the morning court, so rest. Last night… I tired you out.” His tone was filled with unconcealable joy and pride.
Yan Sikong’s face was flushed, and he felt that his scalp was about to explode: “I’ll have to go to the morning court, I can’t be absent for no reason.”
There were no major events in the Hanlin Academy these days, so missing half a day from time to time was no big deal, but if he didn’t leave this warm bed, he was afraid that he would die of shame.
“How can it be considered for no reason?” Feng Ye rubbed his cheek and said with a smile, “You are on the bed of the prince of Jingyuan, and you can be regarded as ‘injured’ in the line of duty.”
“Don’t talk nonsense.” Yan Sikong was already short of words, and the ambiguity that lingered between the two made him extremely uncomfortable, but he couldn’t hide the strong throbbing in his heart, he muttered in a low voice, “This is obviously my fault.”
Feng Ye liked Yan Sikong’s embarrassment and shyness, which was completely different from his usual chic and calm, “Kong’er, did you like it last night?” Feng Ye pressed his ear and asked in a coquettish tone.
“……”
“Say it”
“What’s there to say ……”
“I want to hear, or maybe you don’t remember? Your husband can help you remember.”
“Feng Ye!” Yan Sikong struggled and was about to get out of the comforter.
Feng Ye confined him in his arms and complained, “I’ve said not to move, but are you deliberately provoking me?”
Yan Sikong really did not dare to move, he clearly felt Feng Ye’s dick.
Feng Ye lightly bit Yan Sikong’s ear, shyly but not overbearingly said, “I liked it, I liked it a lot, you liked it too, right? Tell me, I want to hear it.”
Yan Sikong could not break free, and was trapped in Feng Ye’s strong love, so he could only let out a low “hmm” sound.
Pleasure is good …… It is indeed the greatest joy on earth, but it also has to be the person we want.
Feng Ye joyfully said: “Kong’er, you are really good at everything.”
Yan Sikong couldn’t help but laugh, “If You hug me like this, I’m going to be out of breath.”
Only then did Feng Ye loosen his grip, lovingly kissing his cheeks, chanting a mantra as he repeatedly said, “Kong’er, you’re mine, you’re mine, you’re mine.” One sound was deeper than the other, one sound was more certain than the other.
Yan Sikong couldn’t tell what the sour and sweet taste in his heart was, he only felt that he was embracing Feng Ye peacefully at this moment, even if the knife came down from the outside, it couldn’t hurt him in the slightest, he even hoped that the time would be frozen here, if this was just a beautiful dream, then he don’t want to wake up.
‘I had to censor explicit words bc of my ad network’
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Ahhhhhhh I’m hitting more and more stressed because I feel like they will have Mia understanding and get pulled a part and the sweeter this is the more I’m dreading it 😭😭😭