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

Chapter 72: Chapter 72: Drowning in Desire (2) R18

Dominic Vance’s member thrust completely into the back passage in one single motion, causing Lucien’s flat, delicate lower abdomen to bulge outward, revealing the faint outline of the object buried inside him. Dominic Vance took a sharp intake of breath, feeling the tight little entrance below clenching firmly around him, which only amplified his intense pleasure. And then, the man gripped tightly onto Lucien’s waist, driving fiercely into him without a single ounce of mercy.

During this period, the frequency of their lovemaking had been quite high; even though his body had escaped the system’s side effects, Lucien’s body had already been trained into complete submission. Merely a bit of caressing and touching from the man was enough to plunge Lucien deep into a sea of lust.

Dominic Vance lifted Lucien up, and every time his massive member pierced through the tight entrance below, Lucien’s entire body would tremble as he sobbed and moaned in pleading begs.

"Spare me... mmph... it’s too numb... hic..."

Lucien’s toes curled tightly, his heels rubbing against the bedsheets in a desperate attempt to reduce the overwhelming waves of pleasure he was receiving. His mind gradually grew hazy from the sheer amount of sensation rushing in. His body temperature continued to rise, his pristine white skin flushing an intoxicating shade of pale pink due to the burning desire. Lucien’s face was completely red and drenched in tears.

He sobbed, wanting to beg Dominic Vance to show him just a little bit of tender pity, but each brutal thrust from the man only shattered his pleas into broken moans.

The temperature in the room also began to rise; the gloomy atmosphere from earlier in the afternoon completely dissipated, making way for sheer, erotic lust.

"Mmph... ah..." As the tip brushed past the most sensitive spot inside, Lucien let out a drawn-out moan, his voice as soft as a whimpering little kitten. Dominic Vance leaned down to kiss Lucien, capturing his tongue in a deeply tangled embrace.

Dominic Vance kissed him while thrusting viciously, forcing Lucien to hiccup and cry out from the unbearable sensation, but his cries were entirely smothered by the man’s kiss. His body was abruptly lifted entirely into the air by Dominic Vance, forcing Lucien to instinctively clamp his legs tightly around the man’s waist. The sudden sensation of weightlessness dragged him out of the abyss of pleasure; Lucien cried out, the sound echoing like a thoroughly shattered moan.

Dominic Vance stood up, this position caused his member to bury even deeper inside, making it feel as if Lucien were being crucified upon it.

"Ah! Don’t..." Dominic Vance stepped off the bed, holding up Lucien’s buttocks as he walked and simultaneously slamming hard into him, causing Lucien to burst into loud tears. His entrance felt simultaneously stinging and stretched to its absolute limits, the relentless pounding of pleasure practically paralyzing all of his senses. Lucien’s whole body quivered, utterly incapable of enduring this kind of brutal penetration, but in order to keep his body stable, he could only cling to the man’s neck, collapsing against that broad, sturdy shoulder while moaning helplessly.

Dominic Vance pressed Lucien’s back against the glass windowpane. Lucien’s legs trembled violently, but he no longer possessed the mental capacity to worry about whether or not anyone else could see them. Dominic Vance’s hand ghosted over Lucien’s waist, then kneaded his chest, before suddenly grabbing hold and pinching down hard.

"Nnnh... you’re hurting me..." Lucien’s voice murmured, dripping with a spoiled, whining sweetness, as the tight little hole below also reflexively clamped down hard. Ambushed so unexpectedly by that tight entrance, Dominic Vance very nearly failed to hold himself back from releasing.

His expression darkened, and he landed a harsh smack upon the boy’s plump buttocks.

"Mmph..." Lucien’s voice while in bed truly was so coquettish. He embraced the man’s neck, using those teary eyes to gaze at him: "Why... mmph... are you hitting me..."

"Why don’t you tell me? You are getting naughtier by the day."

After speaking, he fucked the boy even more viciously. Lucien was taken by Dominic Vance until his mind was left in absolute chaos. Piles upon piles of pleasure suffocated Lucien, the breathless pants and moans sounded as though they were soaked in honey, lingering intimately beside his ear and driving Dominic Vance even further into sheer madness. The more he fucked, the more fired up he became. He flipped Lucien’s body over, pressing his entire front against the glass surface, and pounded him with feral intensity.

Lucien’s whole body was flattened against the glass, one leg trembling as he stood on his tiptoes, while the other leg was lifted high into the air by Dominic Vance. More than half of the strength holding his body up relied entirely on the man behind him, or more accurately, relied upon the terrifyingly massive member driving in and out of his back passage.

When he was leaning his back against it earlier, Lucien had not noticed, but now that he was pressed face-first against the glass, he finally realized that their room was not located very high up. Although it was set back a distance from the main road, Lucien could still clearly see the traffic below.

If anyone were to look up, they would still be able to see his stark naked silhouette, being pressed against the glass and rutted into by a man...

The very thought of this scene caused Lucien to clench even tighter, weeping as he pleaded with Dominic Vance, "Don’t... please don’t... let’s, let’s go inside... hic..."

But it was as if Dominic Vance had gone completely deaf, completely disregarding the boy’s words. The man only gave his buttocks a sharp smack: "Relax a little, you are clamping down too tightly, I cannot move."

His mouth claimed that he could not move, but underneath, every single thrust was dealt with such brutal force that it seemed intent on making Lucien roll his eyes back and stick out his tongue. Dominic Vance played extraordinarily rough, striking directly against the prostate gland every single time, rendering Lucien’s entire body unbearably numb and exhausted.

"No... I beg you... ah... don’t, don’t hit that spot... ah..."

Lucien cried and begged for mercy, the sensation of having his prostate relentlessly crushed brought not only intense pleasure but also a compounding, overwhelming pain. The chaotic mingling of these two sensations made it impossible for him to endure, the pleasure so immensely violent that it felt as though it were going to kill him on the spot.

"Do- Dominic... Don’t... ah!"

Lucien shrieked loudly, being relentlessly pounded until he forcefully climaxed. He threw his head back onto the man’s shoulder, eyes rolling back and tongue lolling out as he gasped heavily for air, his entire body appearing as though it were about to be broken from being fucked too hard.

He no longer possessed even a shred of mental fortitude to put on a heartbroken facade.

But Dominic Vance still had not had his fill of playing.

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