He kissed me so hard in bed that I lost control.
Lu Zhian's words, "Not here..." were almost blurted out, and he froze before he could finish speaking. It was almost like a tacit consent that was both reluctant and welcoming!
Xiao Jin clearly grasped the implied compromise in those words. He chuckled softly, a laugh filled with triumphant pleasure and an even stronger desire, which sounded particularly clear and agonizing in the cramped dormitory.
“Okay, I’ll listen to you.” Xiao Jin readily complied, but his movements didn’t slow down at all. He tightened his arms around Lu Zhi’an’s waist, slipped his other hand under Lu Zhi’an’s knees, and with a little force, lifted him up in his arms.
"Ah!" Lu Zhian exclaimed sharply, instinctively grabbing Xiao Jin's neck to prevent falling. This princess carry position exposed him completely to Xiao Jin's gaze and presence, leaving him with nowhere to escape.
Xiao Jin carried him and took a few steps to the not-so-spacious single bed, placing him on the bed covered with light-colored sheets.
Lu Zhian sank into the soft pillow, and before he could react, Xiao Jin's tall and imposing figure loomed over him. He knelt on one knee on the edge of the bed, leaned over, and placed his hands on either side of Lu Zhian's body, completely trapping him within his domain.
"Is it okay to do it here?" Xiao Jin's voice was terribly hoarse.
He didn't act immediately, seemingly giving Lu Zhian a final chance to confirm or back out, but the taut muscle lines and the undisguised aggression in his eyes clearly said, "There can only be one answer."
Lu Zhian looked up at him, his heart pounding wildly in his chest, the sound of his blood rushing through his ears buzzing. He wanted to say "no," to push him away, to escape this suffocating atmosphere, but his body seemed nailed to the spot, all his strength slowly draining away under the gaze of those grey-blue eyes.
He closed his eyes, his eyelashes trembling slightly.
Xiao Jin understood his tacit approval.
Xiao Jin's kiss was no longer a test, but an invasion with the force of wildfire. His tongue forcefully pried open Lu Zhian's teeth, penetrating deep inside, entangling and sucking with an irresistible force, plundering the already thin air in Lu Zhian's lungs. It was less a kiss and more like a one-sided conquest and marking.
Lu Zhian was overwhelmed by the overwhelming onslaught. His brain spun from lack of oxygen, and all his strength to resist had been drained. He could only let out soft, helpless sobs. His fingers unconsciously curled up, gripping the cool sheets beneath him, his knuckles turning white.
Xiao Jin seemed dissatisfied with this slight resistance. He loosened his grip on the bed with one hand and instead firmly held Lu Zhian's wrist. This action made Lu Zhian even more unable to move and left him completely exposed to the other's control.
The kisses moved downwards, hot and wet, leaving their mark on the delicate neck and sensitive collarbone. Teeth nibbled at the protruding bone, sending a tingling, stinging sensation through Lu Zhian, who trembled uncontrollably.
"Wait..." He finally managed to catch his breath during a break in the kiss, his voice broken and soft, carrying a tone even he himself didn't recognize.
Xiao Jin raised his head, like a ferocious beast hunting in the dark.
He looked at the person beneath him, whose eyes were red-rimmed, lips swollen, and clothes disheveled. His Adam's apple bobbed, and his voice became hoarse.
"Waiting for what?" His free hand had already slipped inside, his palm burning hot, slowly caressing the smooth skin of her waist. "Isn't it a bit too late to say 'wait' now?"
His hands were calloused, rough and distinct to the touch, and every movement felt like igniting a fire in Lu Zhian's nerves.
Lu Zhian tensed up, the unfamiliar touch assaulting his rational defenses.
Xiao Jin seemed to sense his helplessness and paused slightly. He leaned down, his forehead touching Lu Zhian's, their breaths mingling hotly.
“Don’t be afraid,” he said in a low voice, a reassuring tone that strangely contrasted with his forceful actions, “look at me, Lu Zhian.”
Lu Zhian was forced to meet his gaze. Xiao Jin gave him no time to think and kissed him again, this time with a heat that was even greater than before, enough to burn a person to ashes.
He tore away the extra clothing that was blocking their way.
The night was still long, and the temperature on the narrow bed rose steadily. Only suppressed breathing and the sound of an out-of-control heartbeat collided and echoed in the silent air.
Lu Zhian's last shred of rationality crumbled completely under Xiao Jin's forceful and undeniable advances, plunging him into an unknown and turbulent tide of emotion dominated by the other party.
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