The Next Prince, Chapter 36 pg6
The Next Prince, Chapter 36 pg6
“I… damn.” Charan muttered in a muffled voice. Khanin seemed to hear a faint whisper as he hugged his body, tucking his head to reduce the buzzing noise.
The silver condom in the silver foil packet placed next to the white body was swiftly torn open and worn. The scent and touch, soft and smooth from Khanin, awakened the hidden desire within Charan, awakening him and making him think of the warmth inside.
Charan held his breath, suppressing his own burning emotions, before slowly lifting one of Khanin's slender legs and placing it on the bed, a clear sign of his love.
“Wait... don't tease.”
“I'm not teasing, but if I don't do it this way, you will be hurt.” It was true that Charan wanted the young man to get used to his size, trying to stay calm because he didn't want their first time together to be just about emotions.
He wanted to pay more attention than this, but that's it. He had said before that the younger one refused to cooperate.
“It's okay, I am... fuck me... please.” Because he wanted to feel more than this, he requested. Khanin himself moved his body closer to where the other person was, underneath, and slid his lips to gently kiss the elder man's chin, both inviting and enticing, until Charan's patience broke and scattered, as if by chance.
Charan gradually moved his body into Khanin's, the soft warmth immediately made his eyebrows twist, and as the two clung together, their bodies and mouths became one, their tears merging and their senses intertwining, drifting away for a moment.
“Ah...” Khanin tried to relax and let the older man deeply penetrate, merging into one, the instant they became intimate. Charan, swallowing a lump in his throat, pressed the younger one down onto the bed, waiting until the other party adjusted, their true love gradually starting to emerge...
The elder one pressed deeply into the warm passage, and all the determination he had set in his mind disappeared like a gust of wind passing through, gently touching his lips, pressing kisses down the small shoulders, gradually moving lower along the spine.
Ohh... umm... ah.” Waves of pleasure enveloped them, sweeping them away. Khanin released a muffled moan, brushing against the cheeks, collarbone, and planting kisses down the vibrant love line of the older man, both tempting and inviting until Charan's suppressed emotions burst and scattered in a moment of vulnerability.
Tears of joy wanted to flow down the Young Prince’s clear cheeks. Charan used the tip of his nose to wipe away the tears, softly asking with a tender voice, contrasting with the forceful play that shook the expensive bed.
Gently, the elder pressed deeper into the hot passage, letting go of all the determination and desires he had held onto, as if the gentle breeze passed through, kissing and caressing, soothing and softening Charan's inner warmth.
“Does it hurt?”
“No... anymore. I...” the Young Prince's face was soaked with tears.
Charan clenched his fists. He knew it didn't stem from sadness, but rather a display of affection. His younger counterpart, on the other hand, licked his lips in delight.
“What's wrong?”
“Oh... Phii Ran.”
“Speak up.” The half-commanding tone resurfaced once again. Charan's low growl in his throat indicated that the gentle pathways of a young person had a reaction to such actions, he bent down to press his pale white throat before accelerating the pace to elicit a heavier and slower response from the older counterpart.
“Fuck, oh... Ah… so good.” Khanin's mind was muddled, his emotions felt like being pushed into a free fall and thrown into the sky, causing occasional moments of floating sensation as if glimpsing the gates of paradise. They could only see each other's faces, seemingly aware of the hidden desires within.
“Then, I should add more strength...”
Oh... Phii Ran.” The sound of flesh colliding reverberated throughout the bedroom. Khanin's hips jerked in response to the longing, his consciousness sparked and tingled without control. The overwhelming sensation almost made him forget to breathe.
“Breath.”
“Ah...” Fresh air rushed into Khanin's lung as his lips parted slightly, embracing the sweet passage in a tight grip, allowing the older counterpart's low sound to escape into his ear.
“Good, boy.” Words of praise accompanied by a gentle nibble on his shoulder made Khanin's body tremble, his tense figure, full of desire, crumbled and collapsed, leaving him to hold the person in front of him tightly.
“Oh...” Tears streamed down the young man's face as he released cloudy droplets of milky tears. He accidentally scratched the older counterpart's back, burying his face in the broad shoulders before opening his mouth, emitting a sweet moan from his throat.
The tall young man pushed his body closer to Khanin for the last time, cupping the younger one's chin to receive a ravenous kiss, sucking and savoring, forcefully penetrating deeper into the core until a trace of blood surfaced.
Charan accelerated the rhythm, burying himself in the sweet body one last time before releasing all drops of essence inside Khanin. His eyes narrowed as he looked at the young man lying weakly under him.
The young man bowed down to seal the kiss, gently caressing the beloved face before reluctantly withdrawing himself, with a tinge of regret, asking the young man who was almost breathless.
“Is that enough...” Khanin's face flushed, he breathed heavily as his pale white brain wandered, feeling drowsy from exhaustion. But just a few tingles on the nerves of touch brought him back to consciousness, after hearing a whisper accompanied by the sound of ripping a new packet of latex.
Not yet.”
“Please don't say... Aaah…Phii Ran.”
“Just beginning.”
…
On a cold, misty midnight, Emmaly's atmosphere was filled with the sound of raindrops. Petai in his bathrobe was half-sitting, half-lying on the sofa, his eyes looking towards the door, waiting for someone.
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