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

Chapter 91: Chapter 91: The Second Lesson (2)

"But you haven’t released yet." Lucien muttered softly, his eyes still cast downward at the towering length trapped between the man’s thighs.

"Not releasing does not mean I am not thoroughly comfortable," Dominic leaned in, pressing a tender kiss to his forehead: "Moreover, I have no desire to end things this quickly. The second lesson is still quite long, after all."

"The second lesson?"

"Yes." The man smiled, an expression brimming with hidden implications: "The first lesson was using your mouth. The second lesson... involves using something else."

Saying so, Dominic gently pushed the youth down against the mattress. This time, he did not lay down beside him, but braced his arms above him, staring directly into those doe eyes.

"But before we begin, I want to ask you a question."

For some inexplicable reason, Lucien’s heart gave a violent thump. He stared at the man with wide, rounded eyes.

"Do you truly want this?" Dominic’s voice dropped an octave, devoid of its usual teasing lilt, replaced by a profound seriousness: "Not because you wish to please me, and not because you believe this to be an obligation. But you, Lucien, do you genuinely want me?"

Lucien peered into the man’s fathomless gaze. Those eyes were currently stripped of their coldness or indifference, brimming instead with an intense emotion that made the youth’s heart feel as though it were being crushed. It was raw yearning, sheer anticipation, the absolute limit of patience from a predator that had laid in wait for far too long.

What a shame, Lucien was someone who entirely lacked an understanding of romance. Internally, he had already screamed a dozen times over that he absolutely did not want this. But his character setting in this world completely forbade him from voicing those screams.

"I do want it. Because you are you, Dominic." Lucien’s entire body melted into Dominic’s embrace, wrapping around the man like a soft, yielding ribbon: "I like you, Dominic."

Lucien’s glittering eyes continuously stared up at the man, as if expectantly waiting for Dominic to reciprocate with a confession of his own. Unfortunately, the older man hastily averted his gaze elsewhere.

In the end, Lucien failed to exchange his words for a confession, but he did receive a searingly passionate kiss in return.

Lucien was not entirely surprised either, if this bastard actually opened his mouth to say he liked or loved him, he would immediately tell 000 that they could conclude this world right then and there. Regrettably, the male lead was not so easily conquered.

The kiss dragged on as though it were endless. Dominic’s tongue pried open his teeth, tangling with the small tongue timidly retreating within his mouth. The man’s hand slipped downward, smoothly pulling off Lucien’s last remaining piece of underwear. Both of them were now completely bare, flesh pressed flush against flesh, their body heat transferring through every single inch of skin.

"I promise to be gentle with you."

Good heavens, only a fool would believe such a statement.

As someone who had been ravaged by Dominic until he was virtually broken in bed, Lucien could firmly attest that the sweet, honeyed words and empty promises men made right before sex all belonged in the trash can.

Outwardly, however, Lucien still nodded obediently, wrapping his arms around the man’s neck. He closed his eyes, feeling the hand glide down his spine before settling upon his most sensitive core. The man’s fingers were wet and cold; he must have applied lubricant at some unnoticeable juncture. The youth took a deep breath, forcing his body to relax.

"Exhale." Dominic instructed.

And then, a single finger slowly breached the entrance.

It was a remarkably rare day for Dominic to be so incredibly gentle in opening him up.

Lucien let out a faint whimper, his fingernails lightly digging into the man’s back. No matter how many times his lower half had been played with, the sensation of being invaded remained simultaneously foreign and thrilling, causing him to tremble without pause. Yet Dominic was in no rush. He leisurely maneuvered his finger, observing the youth’s expressions while whispering words of solace.

"Relax... That is it, you are doing so well..."

Gradually, one finger became two, and then three. Lucien panted heavily, his face flushed, fresh tears pooling at the corners of his eyes. Suddenly, he felt that this pacing was somewhat unfamiliar, under normal circumstances, he should have already been pinned down and pounded until he was entirely breathless by now. Yet the man was still meticulously stretching him out, rendering Lucien’s body increasingly more hypersensitive.

Every time the man’s fingers brushed against a certain deep-seated spot inside, an electric current seemed to jolt through his body, rendering him utterly incapable of stifling his moans.

"Ah... Dominic... right there..."

"Do you like it when I touch you here?"

"The previous times, whenever my shaft brushed against this very spot, you would moan so loudly, and this little mouth of yours would clench tighter, clamping down so hard I nearly could not hold back my release."

"Please stop talking..." Lucien used his hand to cover the man’s mouth: "Do not... do not tease me anymore..."

"Alright, no more teasing." Dominic chuckled, withdrawing his fingers. Then, he propped his arms over the youth, his throbbing erection resting intimately against the thoroughly prepped entrance: "Shall I reward you now?"

Before Lucien even had a moment to prepare, the thick shaft below abruptly thrust forward, sinking the entire length inside in a single breath. Lucien arched his back abruptly, his eyes rolling back, and unexpectedly climaxed right then and there.

He was even more sensitive than their very first time.

And Dominic seemed to thoroughly enjoy this sensation. The moment Lucien came, his passage violently clenched down, forcing the man to suck in a sharp breath. Before the youth was granted a single second to recover, the man relentlessly began to exert force, driving forcefully and deeply into his core.

"Ah! No... stop! Spare, spare me... Hic..."

A violent tremor wracked Lucien’s entire body, his trembling hands bracing desperately against Dominic Vance’s chest in a sheer, futile attempt to fend off the older man’s frenzied and relentless thrusting. He had only just poured forth his sudden climax, leaving his overstimulated senses genuinely incapable of withstanding such a punishing, maddening pace.

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