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

Chapter 23: Chapter 23: Discipline (R18)

Dominic Vance’s voice was deliberately lowered, husky against Lucien’s ear, already heavily tainted with lust. The man finally released his chin, but not to let Lucien escape. Rather, he shifted his grip to tightly grasp his wrist.

"Do not even hope to escape tonight."

Having said that, he decisively turned around, dragging Lucien along the corridor. Along the way, Dominic Vance did not utter another word. Looking at his current demeanor, he seemed somewhat fierce, but the force gripping Lucien’s wrist was still perfectly measured, at least not causing him any pain. However, his strength was still far greater than this slender body, leaving him no opportunity whatsoever to break free.

The entire luxurious villa was suddenly strangely quiet. It was unknown where the servants and the Sinclair father and son had been banished to. Lucien absently pondered for a moment. Just as the system had said, his mission in this world was to help the male lead relieve his lustful desires, and along the way, resolve the lingering obsession of the body he was currently occupying.

But this issue of lust... how long did it need to be resolved? Had the man not just fucked him until he could barely walk?

As for the true obsession of the real "Lucien Sinclair", reclaiming this marriage arrangement and kicking Miles out of here would be enough, right? Or was there something else that needed to be done?

Lucien continued to let his thoughts wander wildly, right up until the sound of a door opening pulled his mind back to reality.

Click.

The wooden door was slammed shut the moment it was pulled open. As soon as they entered the room, Dominic Vance effortlessly lifted Lucien up and threw him heavily onto the soft bed.

Lucien sank deep into the mattress and blankets. While his head was still slightly dizzy, he could already feel a gaze as scorching as molten lava glued tightly to his body. Yet, contrary to expectations, Dominic Vance did not lunge at him aggressively. He merely stood towering at the edge of the bed, looking down from above, his long, slender fingers slowly and leisurely unbuttoning his own shirt, one button at a time.

"You are truly skilled." Dominic Vance smirked, his voice deep and low. The expensive shirt was tossed carelessly onto the carpet, exposing his firm, sculpted chest: "You know exactly how to make a person unable to pull away."

The statement carried no hint of praise, nor was it a scolding or a reproach. His tone was calm yet razor-sharp, exactly like a hunter leisurely evaluating the prey that had already fallen squarely into his territory.

Lucien lay flat on his back on the bed, his chest rising and falling with soft, shallow breaths.

He was calculating; a weak, coquettish demeanor could easily arouse a man’s protective instincts. However, if he cried too much, it would only make people feel annoyed.

Hah... men truly are the most bizarre and incomprehensible creatures.

And so, Lucien merely used those damp eyes, from his fake crying earlier, to look at the man. He bit his lip slightly, but no longer displayed an aggrieved, tearful expression.

Right at this moment, the rhythmic beep beep of the system echoed in Lucien’s mind.

[Reminder: the effects of the modification item from the previous sexual encounter are still at approximately 40%. Your body is currently experiencing a highly elevated level of contact sensitivity.]

Before Lucien could even digest System 000’s words, a wave of intense heat crashed straight down onto him. Dominic Vance planted one hand onto the mattress and leaned over. He did not forcefully pin him down, nor did he roughly strip off his clothes. His fingertips, bearing rough calluses, merely grazed lightly from Lucien’s Adam’s apple, trailing along the curve of his neck, and then caressing right over the bright red hickey that his own mouth had left behind not too long ago.

"Ngh..." Lucien unconsciously shuddered, his toes curling up tight.

Just a fleeting touch across his skin felt as though an electric current had shot straight down his spine. Lucien’s body was truly and blatantly betraying his rationality. It was so incredibly sensitive that the entrance of his hole down below was involuntarily clenching and twitching, leaking out a bit of slippery fluid that dampened the fabric of his underwear.

Dominic Vance’s rhythm, however, was unexpectedly slow to the point of torture. He reached out, grabbing both of Lucien’s slender wrists and pinning them tightly to the bed right next to the crown of his head. The distance between their two faces was drawn so close that their noses brushed against each other. Lucien could clearly count every single one of the man’s eyelashes, completely feeling his scorching breath searing against his skin.

Lucien bit down hard on his lip, telling himself that he was still in control of the pace. But when Dominic Vance’s chest, as hot as a furnace, deliberately pressed tight against his, gently rubbing over his own chest, Lucien’s breathing began to genuinely unravel. His eyes turned hazy, the boundary between "acting" and his true, thirsty desires slowly being incinerated by the flames of lust.

Unwilling to let himself be completely passive, Lucien abruptly twisted his wrists. Although he could not escape the grip, he boldly craned his neck upward. His swollen, crimson lips purposely brushed past the man’s bobbing Adam’s apple. Lucien narrowed his eyes, articulating every single word in a coquettish voice tinged with a highly provocative sluttiness: "You said you would discipline me... so discipline me then."

Just a single sentence, like a spark thrown directly into a barrel of gunpowder.

Dominic Vance’s string of rationality snapped.

The man decisively let go of Lucien’s wrists. His two massive hands grabbed the waistband of his pants, violently tearing away all of the final obstacles. The intimate area was exposed, the quivering little mouth presenting itself fully before Dominic Vance’s eyes.

They had just been engaging in joyful intimacy a few hours prior, so that place was still incredibly soft and pliable. Not to mention Lucien had deliberately provoked the man. Therefore, Dominic Vance showed absolutely no mercy, directly thrusting his entire cock into the entrance that was soaking wet with lewd juices.

Driving it in to the hilt in one single strike.

"Ah! Nn... too deep... ahhh!"

Lucien screamed out, his voice cracking as his spine arched up like a drawn bow. Of course, it wasn’t out of pain. Even though there was no foreplay beforehand, the stimulation from the system’s item was still fully present, only serving to make his body even more sensitive.

The wave of pleasure crashed over him so suddenly and fiercely that he lost all control. The tender meat walls inside his hole were instantly stretched to their absolute limits, aching with a sore fullness yet frantically biting and sucking at that scorching hot, vicious weapon.

"So tight... are you trying to squeeze me to death?" Dominic Vance hissed through his gritted teeth, blue veins bulging across his forehead. He clamped down hard on Lucien’s waist, giving him absolutely zero chance to escape, as his hips erupted with all of their primal strength, initiating a series of wild, frenzied thrusts.

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