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

Chapter 156: Chapter 156: Unbridled Desires

Lucien trembled violently in Damian’s arms. The sensation of being invaded to the very core made his mind go blank, leaving only flickering spots of light before his eyes. He tried to breathe according to the man’s words, but every time his chest heaved, the inner muscles tightened around Damian’s manhood, causing both of them to moan.

"That is right... relax... good boy..." Damian whispered, his voice thick and hoarse against Lucien’s ear. Damian bent down to kiss Lucien’s sweat-drenched temple, kissed the corners of the eyes that were leaking tears, and kissed the tip of the nose that was flushed red from crying. Those tender kisses were in stark contrast to the monster lying dormant inside Lucien’s body.

A long while later, when the trembling had gradually subsided, Lucien finally dared to take a deep breath. He could feel that the inner muscles had begun to relax, no longer constricting so tightly that they wanted to push Damian out. He moved his hips slightly, and immediately, a low, muffled moan resonated from the throat of the man above.

"Do not... do not move just yet..." Damian gritted his teeth, the muscle fibers on his arms and shoulders tensing up from having to hold back. He braced his two hands against the mattress, his scorching breath puffing against Lucien’s neck: "Let me... adapt for a little bit more. You are too tight... squeezing to the point that I am about to..."

He did not finish the sentence, but Lucien understood. Lucien lay completely still, his chest heaving with every breath, his tear-filled eyes looking up at Damian’s face which was tense from forbearance. Generally speaking, he could also vaguely guess Damian’s problem; well, having fasted from sex for thirty years, now that he was finally experiencing the taste of carnal desire for the very first time, he naturally could not hold back.

Did he not look just like those virgin boys being led into the ways of the world for the first time?

But come to think of it, he was indeed a virgin anyway, just a little bit over the usual age.

"Alright..." Lucien whispered after a moment, his voice still trembling but already carrying a hint of something akin to an invitation: "You can... move now..."

In truth, he was still in excruciating pain, but he simply had to grit his teeth and bear it. Otherwise, was he supposed to just keep swallowing this terrifying manhood and wait? If he accidentally frightened Damian to the point where the man could not get an erection anymore, then his mission in this world would be completely ruined.

And it seemed that Damian was only waiting for this exact sentence. He began to move, slowly, little by little. The first few thrusts were shallow and light, just enough for both of them to feel the friction between their flesh. But with every withdrawal and subsequent push, Damian advanced a little bit deeper, until his entire manhood was completely submerged inside Lucien’s body.

"Ah... it is too deep..." Lucien moaned, his two hands clutching tightly onto Damian’s shoulders. The initial suffocating sensation of fullness had gradually been replaced by a strange, numbing pleasure that radiated from where their two bodies intersected. Every time Damian pulled out, the inner muscles contracted as if wanting to hold him back, and every time the man thrust in, the deepest point within Lucien’s body was struck, sending a jolt of electricity running down his spine.

Damian gradually increased his speed. He grabbed Lucien’s waist, his fingers leaving imprints on the soft skin, and then began to thrust much harder. No longer slow and deliberate like the beginning, this time the man was forceful and ferocious; every thrust reached all the way to the very bottom, pulling out and plunging back in with a force that caused the entire large bed to creak in time with each rhythm.

"Ah... ah... no... slow down... I cannot take it... sob..." Lucien sobbed, salty teardrops rolling down to the corners of his mouth. But his body betrayed him. The dainty member between his legs had become erect once again, the clear fluid leaking out and drenching his abdomen. Every time Damian hit the sensitive sweet spot deep inside, Lucien’s entire body trembled with pleasure, his mouth letting out uncontrollable whimpers and moans.

Damian bent down, using one hand to grasp his chin, forcing Lucien to look directly into his eyes. "Say it, say that you are mine."

Lucien was still trying to adapt to that terrifyingly huge object, but upon hearing this, his eyes nearly bulged out of their sockets. Motherfucker, you already dragged me all the way to your bed, even preached about separating public and private matters, and now what the fuck is the point of forcing me to say that I am yours?

Do all these male leads in novel worlds share the exact same brain circuitry like this?

"I... I..." Lucien panted heavily, barely able to stammer out the words. The truth was that the sheer size down below made it somewhat difficult for him to breathe properly; everything before his eyes blurred, leaving only Damian’s face. The man’s eyes were darkened with lust, his jaw tightly clenched, and beads of sweat were rolling down his temples.

"Say it!" Damian growled, delivering a powerful thrust that nearly made Lucien pass out.

"I am yours! I am yours! Sob... please... Damian... I am yours..." Lucien cried bitterly, his two arms wrapping around Damian’s neck, clinging tightly to the man’s back like a drowning person grasping onto a life preserver: "But please be gentle... I am begging you... I am about to die... sob..."

But his pleas merely acted like adding oil to a fire. Damian flipped Lucien over, forcing him to lie on his stomach against the bed. The man grabbed his hips, pulled him up to his knees, and then plunged straight in from behind. This position allowed Damian to penetrate even deeper, reaching places that had never been encroached upon before.

"Ah... no... it is too deep... please... I am begging you... don’t..." Lucien screamed, his tears falling like rain and completely soaking the pillow. He clutched tightly at the bedsheets, his fingers turning entirely white from the exertion of force. His whole body shuddered violently; the dainty member between his legs swayed along with every single thrust, the clear fluid leaking out and dripping down onto the mattress.

Damian leaned down, his chest pressing flush against Lucien’s back. He kissed Lucien’s trembling shoulder blades, kissed the nape of his neck, and then bit softly on the rim of his ear. "Do you know how beautiful you look when you cry? It makes me just want to fuck you until you are completely broken."

"No... sob... don’t... I am about to... about to..." Lucien could not finish his sentence. His lower abdomen cramped fiercely, the sheer pleasure rising up like a tidal wave sweeping away all rational thought. He let out a loud scream, his entire body convulsing as his dainty member shot out waves of scalding hot semen, splattering all over the bedsheets.

But Damian still did not stop. He continued to thrust, regardless of the inner muscles that were spasming violently, and despite the fact that Lucien had cried to the point of being unable to utter a single word, leaving only choked sobs and feeble moans.

"Endure it just a little bit more... I am almost done..." Damian gritted his teeth, his voice entirely hoarse from having to restrain himself. He accelerated his pace, the thrusts becoming completely frantic, no longer maintaining any sort of rhythm. The entire room was filled only with the sound of flesh colliding, the creaking of the bed, and Lucien’s choked sobs.

"Damian... I... I cannot... I cannot take it anymore... sob... stop... please..." Lucien begged, his voice so raw that it was practically voiceless. His whole body went completely limp, void of any remaining strength to prop himself up. If it had not been for Damian’s hands gripping his hips tightly, he would have collapsed onto the bed a long time ago.

But Damian did not stop. He had lost his last shred of reason. The carnal desire accumulated over so many years, once unleashed, could not be hindered by anything at all. He reached down, wrapping one hand around to the front to grasp Lucien’s already flaccid member, and began to stroke it.

"No... don’t... I... I cannot come anymore... sob..." Lucien shook his head weakly, but his body betrayed him once again. Under the stimulation of Damian’s hand, his dainty member slowly became erect once more, even though the sensation at this point had become overwhelmingly overloaded, an excruciating pain intermingled with extreme ecstasy.

Lucien simply could not bear the overwhelming sensation for a single second longer. He let out a loud, breathless scream, his entire body tensing into absolute rigidity, before he finally climaxed for the third time. This time, however, his fluid had thinned out significantly, emerging almost entirely translucent. At that exact same moment, his inner walls constricted to their absolute limit, drawing a deep, muffled groan from Damian’s throat. The man drove inward with one final, profound thrust, his length throbbing repeatedly as he unleashed a surging torrent of scalding hot seed deep inside Lucien’s body.

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