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

Chapter 44: Chapter 44: The Gentle Captivation

In reality, although Lucien feigned having his eyes closed, in his heart, he was secretly anticipating the next sensation. It was just that after waiting for what seemed like an eternity, he still did not feel that massive entity plunge into his opening, nor did he perceive the man making any further movements.

"Mhm?" Lucien let out a soft whimper and opened his eyes to look, only to be met with the smiling face of Dominic Vance.

"What is it? Are you anticipating it that much?" Lucien was teased to the point of embarrassment, causing him to squeeze his eyes shut once more.

At this moment, Dominic finally made a new move. He did not rush to enter but seemed to have found a novel source of amusement, beginning to slowly and deliberately play. That hot, rigid entity merely slid along the youth’s tender, smooth thigh, deliberately rubbing back and forth against the forbidden area that was seeping a bit of wetness, yet absolutely refusing to venture any further. Fragmented kisses rained down, sometimes biting and sucking, sometimes licking with utter teasing, leaving Lucien suspended in mid-air between burning desire and an emptiness born of insecurity.

While twisting his body in response to those bewitching touches, Lucien’s baggy pajama top had been pushed all the way up to his chest without him realizing. The fragile, snowy-white waist was fully exposed to the chilly morning air, and dotting that fair skin were glaringly red hickeys that trailed from the chest, gradually scattering all the way down to the lower abdomen.

Dominic’s eyes instantly darkened, his breathing becoming heavy as if he had completely lost all rationality. He lowered his head, planting a wet, excruciatingly slow kiss onto the teenager’s flat stomach.

The sudden warm and slippery sensation gliding across the sensitive skin caused Lucien to jolt in surprise, instantly curling his body up. Compared to being bitten on the neck, this particular spot brought about an unspeakable level of stimulation that was far more intense. Partly, it was because the sensitive, aroused skin caused the feeling of lust to multiply significantly. Another part was because this area brought about a rather ticklish sensation, making Lucien curl all his toes tightly together.

Furthermore, the feeling of being slowly and lightly kissed by the man on this spot was exactly as if he were being savored by this wild beast, being swallowed alive and devoured little by little.

Dominic appeared immensely proud of this reaction. His gaze fell upon an old bite mark that he had personally left from the night before. A scorching tongue deliberately reached out, slowly and agonizingly licking across that dark red trace.

His voice was incredibly hoarse, carrying a thick, possessive desire: "The mark is still here."

Right after hearing that, Lucien felt his waist was on the verge of turning completely soft; recalling the man’s maddening frenzy, he felt a little frightened. A man who had been sexually starved and frustrated for decades, only to finally be let off the leash, was truly insane to a degree that not just anyone could endure.

[Three days.] Right at this moment, the voice of 000 rang out again, and although it was just a few syllables, Lucien could faintly detect a sense of gloating satisfaction within its tone.

Damn it, three days and he would literally die on the bed!

[It is not about doing it continuously for three days, but rather satisfying the male lead for three days.]

"I know, thank you very much." The voice inside Lucien’s head was equally sarcastic. Motherfucker, this guy acted as if semen had rushed to his brain. Satisfying him was no fucking different from being done for three straight days!

Before 000 could even manage to reply, Lucien bluntly spat out a single word: "Scram!"

With the drawling voice of 000 gone from his mind, Lucien finally closed his eyes, deciding to leave himself to the mercy of fate. While being kissed by Dominic to the point of turning into a soft puddle, his long, slender legs unconsciously rubbed lightly against the man’s calves, and at the same time, the hands that had been loosely clutching earlier slid upward, obediently wrapping around Dominic’s neck.

Just a tiny, clumsy reaction like that, yet for Dominic, it was more than enough to drive him completely insane.

The man paused, and then a large hand immediately slid up to firmly grip the back of Lucien’s neck, forcing the youth to lift his head and face those eyes that were blazing with the raging flames of lust.

"Who taught you?" Dominic’s voice was so gruff that it seemed capable of tearing his own throat apart.

Lucien had been kissed into a daze, his water-rimmed eyes looked bewildered as he mumbled, "Taught what..."

Dominic pressed his lips tightly against the other’s lips, gritting out every single word: "Taught you how to seduce men."

Lucien was rendered speechless: "..."

Dominic let out a very low chuckle, the deep, muffled sound of his laughter brushing against Lucien’s eardrums: "Right now, just giving me a single look is enough to claim my life."

Even though his desire had swollen to the point of aching tension, Dominic still did not directly pin the youth down to thrust forcefully like he usually did. He knew full well that Lucien’s current body was still far too frail. Instead, he pulled the youth’s hand down, enveloping that slender, chillingly cold hand with his own rough one, guiding him bit by bit to touch that scorching, proudly reared arousal of his.

The atmosphere in the room suddenly grew far hotter and more suffocating. The overly intimate distance and the excruciatingly slow, highly controlled tempo made Lucien so deeply ashamed that his entire body flushed a brilliant red.

But he still had to clumsily cooperate because of that damned mission. Lucien himself truly had absolutely no experience; he fumbled around, occasionally rubbing a bit too forcefully by accident. Yet strangely enough, this awkward, piecemeal reaction made Dominic feel both elated and thoroughly fulfilled. The more clumsy he was, the more thoroughly the man enjoyed it.

He gazed in intoxication at the flushed cheeks, the tear-soaked eyelashes, and the obedient, cooperative demeanor of the teenager beneath him. In the past, he only found pleasure in trampling over the youth and watching the youth shed sobbing tears. However, at this very moment, he suddenly realized that he had begun to grow addicted to this obedience, addicted to the way Lucien embraced him, blushing while following his guidance. The initially tyrannical lust was gradually transforming, escalating into an insane, monopolizing obsession over emotions as well.

The hands grew numb with fatigue, while the lips and tongue were being plundered by Dominic to the point of making breathing a difficult task. Caught in a delirium swept away by lust, Lucien parted his lips to pant, instinctively whimpering softly: "Dominic..."

It had been several days since he last heard this kind of whimpering tone resembling their first day; Dominic felt his lower region harden even further. Just the name Dominic slipping out from those swollen red lips successfully snapped the very last thread of rationality the man possessed.

Crazy as he was, he still carefully cherished this person. If this fragile, weak body were to endure a few more rounds of the man’s brutality, it would never be able to stand up again.

Dominic parted Lucien’s legs, and his swollen, rock-hard shaft brushed against Lucien’s entrance. The sensation of hot breath blowing against his ear caused Lucien to shiver slightly, making him feel the illusion that he was prey caught squarely in the crosshairs of a ruthless hunter.

Dominic’s gaze at this moment was as profound as the vast ocean, churning with frantic tidal waves of sexual desire that were, however, ruthlessly suppressed by the man. He reached out a hand, the rough fingers bearing calluses lightly caressing Lucien’s intensely flushed cheek, and then carefully tucked the messy strands of hair on the youth’s forehead back.

"Do not be afraid." Dominic softly coaxed, his deep, warm tone ringing beside the ear, shattering the final shred of unease within Lucien’s heart: "I will be very gentle."

As soon as the words fell, Dominic leaned down, capturing the teenager’s swollen red lips. The kiss this time did not carry the brutal sweeping force of a wild beast pouncing on its prey; instead, it was lingering, profound, and full of tenderness. His tongue expertly pried open Lucien’s jaw, wrapping around the timid tongue inside to suckle, exchanging mouthful after mouthful of scalding hot breath.

At the exact same time, his lower body also began to move.

In stark contrast to the terrifyingly thick and large size that was threatening to invade, Dominic’s movements were unexpectedly slow and patient. The burning glans glided back and forth across the soft, fleshy walls that were already drenched in wetness, and then, following the smooth lubricating fluid that had seeped out, little by little, it broke past the folds, widening the narrow pathway.

"Mhm... it hurts..." Lucien furrowed his brows tightly, his long eyelashes trembling violently. Even with the preliminary steps done beforehand, this excessive stretching and fullness still caused his frail body to subconsciously resist. His two hands dug fiercely into Dominic’s solid biceps, his fingernails sinking faintly into the burning hot flesh.

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