The System Keeps Making Me Do Indecent Missions [BL, R18]

Chapter 155: Chapter 155: Overwhelming Desire (R18)

To be honest, Lucien had also vaguely realized that Damian’s problem might be more severe than that of Dominic Vance from the first world. However, he genuinely did not know what the exact problem was; he only felt that at this very moment, this man was about to swallow him whole.

The rushed, invasive kiss left Lucien practically unable to breathe. His body was pushed flat onto his back on the bed by the man, and all the clothes on his body had fallen to the floor, except for the shirt that was still hanging loosely on him.

It seemed that the man was becoming much more impatient. He ignored the piece of fabric still hanging loosely on Lucien, shifting his lips and tongue downwards to kiss the pristine white shoulder. Fingers stroked along the shoulder blade, sliding down the arm, which made Lucien shiver and murmur a very soft don’t.

"You look so fragile and sensitive, not like a boy at all," Damian said while inching his hand lower, completely enveloping Lucien’s member.

"Sob... I am not fragile... ngh... Be gentle...."

Being stroked a few times down below by the man caused Lucien’s entire body to tremble, his whole figure flushing red, and his eye sockets also growing misty.

"Gentle, please be gentle." He arched his back and panted heavily, his ten fingers tightly clutching the bedsheet that had become wrinkled at some unknown point. But that plea was merely like adding fuel to the fire, causing Damian to tease Lucien even more fiercely.

"And yet you claim you are not fragile."

"I am not... ngh..."

It did not take long before the sensitive body of Lucien, under the assault of the man’s lips and tongue, coupled with his masterful hands, was ultimately stimulated to the point of climax. He lay limply on the mattress, panting breathlessly.

An increased level of sensitivity on the body would help reduce the sensation of pain during intercourse, while also heightening the feeling of pleasure. However, its side effect was making a person become much more exhausted. Lucien lay there weakly, watching Damian strip off the final piece of fabric on his body.

When the underwear was taken off, Lucien also had the opportunity to witness the man’s thick and massive manhood. Even though he knew that the male lead of this world would certainly have a bug in this aspect—was there any male lead who did not possess an extraordinarily huge package?

But upon seeing the real thing, Lucien still could not help but widen his eyes, because it was even larger than his imagination. For some unknown reason, Lucien even thought that it might actually be bigger than the one belonging to Dominic Vance.

It was no different from a monster, swollen red and covered in bulging blue veins, with the tip already oozing a bit of clear fluid.

"Do you like it?" Damian asked while taking the youth’s hand to touch his own erection. Afterwards, he could not help but curse quite softly.

Damn it, how could a man’s hand be this incredibly soft?

And this worthless thing too, how could it become even harder after just a single touch?

Naturally, Lucien also felt the transformation of the monster that he was touching. It twitched slightly, the blue veins looking as if they were about to burst right through the layer of skin, and the fluid at the tip grew increasingly abundant.

"Are you proud? All of its arrogant appearance is entirely to your credit."

Damian did not speak clearly, but Lucien seemed to also faintly guess the problem that the man was facing. Of course, he did not dare to say it straightforwardly; he was afraid that before he could even get fully into bed, he would be chained up and turned into a sex slave.

But still... this size was far too terrifying!

Lucien swallowed his saliva: "This... this... c-cannot fit inside..."

Lucien’s body shifted backward slightly, as if wanting to escape. But obviously, he could not accomplish that. His entire body was engulfed within the man’s embrace, and accompanied by the words saying it was okay, his two legs were roughly forced apart by Damian.

Who knows when Damian had prepared it, but at this very moment, both of his hands were dripping with lubricant. The man was also in no rush, instead lifting Lucien up to sit right on his thighs.

The terrifying monstrosity brushing against his pelvic area caused Lucien’s legs to tremble; because his body was growing increasingly sensitive, the numbing sensation made him whimper a couple more times.

"I have not even done anything yet, why are you moaning so much?"

Damian’s chuckling voice ringing in his ear made Lucien feel annoyed; he kicked his leg once, only to unexpectedly have it grasped by one of the man’s hands and lifted to the side, completely exposing his entrance, as if leaving it entirely at the mercy of the invader.

"Mhm... sob..."

The hand slick with lubricant slid into the space between Lucien’s legs. The man did not hastily enter the widening little opening, but rather smeared the lubricating gel all over Lucien’s member, then used his hand to wrap around both of their lengths, beginning to rub them together.

"Don’t... sob... please don’t... I just came..."

Not having entirely escaped the refractory sensation after ejaculating, being stimulated to the point where his member grew hard once again made Lucien somewhat uncomfortable. He wanted to struggle, but he was held tightly by Damian, his leg lifted high, leaving him with absolutely no way to wriggle free.

At this moment, the pleasure intermingled with a sense of frustration made Lucien’s eyes blur, his mouth murmuring incoherently whether it was pain or bliss.

"Ngh..."

Amidst the haze of ecstasy, his little opening was penetrated by one of Damian’s fingers. Even though he was mentally prepared, Lucien’s body still gave a slight jolt, going stiff. Damian’s finger slowly pressed inward. The tender, soft flesh instantly contracted, tightly constricting around his finger. Damian exhaled a very forceful breath, his forehead already beaded with sweat. He had never felt that he could lose control to this extent. The warm, soft, and tight sensation engulfing his finger caused his manhood to throb painfully with yearning.

"Relax." He ordered, his voice thick and hoarse: "Do not tense up like that."

"But... ah... please do not move..." Lucien moaned, tears already beginning to well up at the corners of his eyes. He clearly felt every joint of Damian’s finger expanding inside of him, touching spots that even he himself had never known existed. Every time his finger curled up, a surge of pleasure would run down his spine, causing his own dainty member to leak clear fluid.

Damian patiently prepped him. He added a second finger, and then a third. The moans of Lucien grew increasingly louder, becoming more and more unrestrained. He dug his nails tightly into Damian’s shoulders, his mouth hanging open to pant heavily, saliva slipping from the corner of his lips. Those almond eyes were completely coated in a layer of mist, glistening as if he were about to cry.

"You can... you can enter now..." Lucien gasped weakly; despite having done it so many times in the first world, he still bitterly despised this sensation. It was not entirely painful, nor was it exactly pleasurable, but constantly hovering ambiguously in the middle, which caused the feeling of frustration in his heart to magnify even more.

He would rather have Damian just ram straight in right now; at worst he would faint from the pain, and after being relentlessly pounded, he would feel good eventually anyway!

Obviously, Damian had also endured to the point where he could barely hold back any longer. Hearing Lucien say that, he did not hold back either. Just like that, he bluntly withdrew his fingers and replaced them with his manhood that was hard to the point of aching. He positioned the tip against the twitching entrance, looking straight into Lucien’s eyes.

"Say it, say that you want me."

"I... want you." Lucien replied, his voice breaking: "Please... Damian... Ngh!"

The words had not even fully fallen before the man thrust heavily inside. Damian’s size was genuinely something that an ordinary person could never possibly endure. Lucien felt as though his nether regions were being ripped wide open, his vision went completely black, his ears rang for a moment, as if he had fleetingly lost consciousness.

Motherfucker, it was genuinely possible to be fucked to death on this bed! Just upon entering, he could end up suffocating simply because he could not contain it!

Lucien’s bodily reaction was genuinely fierce; without even realizing it, his fingernails clawed out several deep, blood-seeping scratches across Damian’s shoulders. And yet, the man carried on as if he could not feel a single thing, merely coaxing Lucien with a soft and gentle voice: "There now, take it slow, relax your body a little bit, take a deep breath..."

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