With his hair still damp, Leansei stepped out from the guest room dressed in a loose t-shirt and comfortable shorts, idly rubbing a towel over his hair to dry the remaining moisture. He let out a heavy sigh as he listened to the tense, worried crackle of Mrs. Ferech's voice through his smartphone speaker.
[ Felean is absolutely not answering a single one of his incoming calls tonight, Kean, ] she fretted openly over the line. [ Are you currently staying by his side at your condo by any chance? I phoned our family driver, Mr. Kel, and he explicitly stated that he failed to pick up Felean from the university gates tonight because your brother wasn't answering his device either. ]
Leansei couldn't gather a single coherent syllable to answer his mother's query. The factual truth was that a completely unknown stranger named Sean had aggressively intervened and driven Felean away from the campus grounds—but there was absolutely no way he could disclose that high-society mess to her without triggering a massive family panic.
[ Son, please... you can disclose absolutely anything to me, alright? ] Mrs. Ferech pleaded, her tone thick with unshed tears. [ Did the two of you suffer a massive, violent fight after the gala? Please, tell me... I am so intensely worried for his safety. ]
"M-mom, please calm down. Everything is perfectly, structurally fine... I confidently assure you," Leansei lied smoothly, forcing his voice to remain flat and grounded to de-escalate her panic. "He's... he's currently spending personal time hanging out with a close friend of his. He's a teenager, Mom—he should be permitted to enjoy his night after a massive event too, right? I am completely certain there is a perfectly valid reason why his device is temporarily unreachable tonight."
Leansei heard Mrs. Ferech let out a long, deeply exhausted exhale on the other end, the parental anxiety finally easing. [ I see... I suppose you are right, sweetheart. I am so incredibly sorry for phoning your line this late at night. I know for a fact that your body is entirely tired from managing the student council event all evening. I'm not going to keep you up a single minute longer, dear. Please just ensure your presence stays perfectly safe and sound at your condo tonight, and place an immediate call to my line the exact second something unexpected comes up, okay, son? ]
"Y-yes, M-mom. I understand."
[ Okay, make sure you rest your body well tonight. Bye, sweetheart, love you! ]
The connection clicked, and the call officially ended. The exact second the digital screen illuminated his palm, Leansei opened his messaging interface, his brow furrowing into a hard crease. Felean had completely ignored every single text data entry he had sent since the parking lot crisis.
"Is he actively avoiding my text logs, or did his line completely block my number at this point?" Leansei muttered crankily, tossing the phone into his pocket. "Every single time I try to execute a direct call, the system only returns a busy signal."
Irritated by the sibling drama, Leansei aggressively rubbed the towel back over his damp hair as he walked down the short hallway—but his movements came to a sudden, absolute halt. A rich, mouth-watering aroma drifted out from the kitchen area, instantly capturing his senses. Moving on pure instinct, his feet glided across the polished floor panels until he froze at the threshold of the kitchen island.
Xerchin was standing by the stove, clad in a simple waist apron over his crisp shirt. He moved with absolute, practiced coordination, confidently whooping the pan over the hot flame before stepping smoothly to the side counter to systematically slice fresh ingredients with extreme diligence. He was undeniably, remarkably skilled with a chef's knife at this point.
The vision was completely majestic. Under the warm under-cabinet lighting, his sharp features stood out beautifully, his unhurried, focused cooking stance making his presence look infinitely more attractive than his physical appearance already dictated. Leansei stood completely delved into his own silent stare, when Xerchin suddenly lifted his chin, his light blue eyes locking straight onto his face.
"Done staring?" Xerchin asked, a quiet smirk breaking across his reddish lips.
Leansei immediately came straight back to his senses, his face flushing a bright, breathless shade of deep tomato red. He clumsily draped the damp towel around his neck, firmly gripping both of the cotton edges down to anchor his posture as he sharply averted his gray eyes toward the opposite wall.
"Who said im looking? You absolute bastard..." Lean muttered defensively, his voice lowering into a quiet mumble as he strode over to the counter to claim a barstool directly in front of the cooking range.
Xerchin's smirk widened, his fingers flipping the ingredients inside the pan. "Are you hungry?"
Leansei vigorously shook his head to play it cool, but the exact second his pupils scanned the fresh seafood layout, his biology executed a complete counter-strategy. His stomach let out a loud, aggressive rumble that echoed clearly across the quiet kitchen island. Xerchin let out a low, incredibly tender chuckle, idly stirring the scallops and prawns as they sizzled against the butter.
"I'll have the plates completely finalized in exactly five minutes," Xerchin promised softly.
The private rest house was an absolute masterpiece of luxury architecture, built with a layout that felt perfectly suited for a peaceful living environment for a family or a couple. It possessed a stunning, wide panoramic view of the lower valley, completely hidden away from the noise of any local neighbors. Yet, as his gray eyes mapped out the high ceilings and the minimalist furniture of the two-story house, a strange, heavy aura of loneliness seemed to shadow the rooms. The estate looked profoundly gloomy, carrying the exact kind of empty atmosphere that would make a solitary soul feel deeply isolated.
Leansei pushed the wide glass doors open, stepping out onto the open-air concrete terrace. He let out a soft gasp of pure awe as the cool midnight wind rushed over his face, tracking the massive, shimmering swimming pool that overlooked a majestic, glittering grid of distant city lights below.
' He must have spent so many long, quiet nights feeling completely lonely inside this massive house, ' Leansei thought, a sudden ache of pity softening his ribs.
A few minutes later, the meal was finalized, and they ate together in absolute comfort. Once the plates were cleared, they migrated out to the edge of the swimming pool, dropping their bare feet down into the cool, crystal water as they sat closely side by side under the pale moonlight. The ambient silence of the vast garden was perfectly peaceful, the stars glazing beautifully across the ink-black night sky.
Xerchin broke the long stillness, his baritone voice dropping into a quiet, grounding frequency. "Are you... still deeply worried about your twin brother's condition?"
Leansei stared blankly at the rippling water, offering a slow, silent nod of agreement. "I don't even know... how on earth our relationship managed to drift to this toxic point. The cold truth is... I know absolutely zero facts regarding his life or his past milestones."
Xerchin subtly shifted his weight on the stone edge, his large, warm hand moving across the space to gently, securely lock his fingers around Leansei's. "The dynamic I share with Beidhen is quietly, completely opposite from the parameters you share with Felean... but at the end of the day, you two boys simply require a period of good, honest communication to mend the damage, don't you think?" Leansei lowered his chin, his gray pupils tracking the exact spot where their fingers were tightly intertwined.
"We don't even possess the ability to stay trapped inside a single unit together for five minutes without launching a barrage of harsh insults or trying to cut each other's necks open," Leansei murmured bitterly, a heavy layer of gloom darkling his voice.
Xerchin squeezed his hand tighter, his thumb gently rubbing against Leansei's skin to soothe his nerves. "You will be perfectly capable of fixing the structural damage someday, Mooncalf. Just have a little more patience with his spirit."
Leansei slowly lifted his face, his breath locking in his throat as he met his gaze. He found himself completely, utterly mesmerized. Xerchin's mercurial blue-tinted eyes were staring straight back into his pupils with an absolute, pure gentleness and unshielded passion, his flawless features glowing beautifully under the white moonlight. The atmospheric pressure between them tensed, turning into an exceptionally close, tender frequency that made the universe stand still.
Their torsos leaned forward, their faces closing the final inch of distance as their lips hovered on the dangerous brink of a second, passionate embrace—
RING!!! RING!!! RING!!!
A loud, brutal, and incredibly aggressive ringtone suddenly erupted from Xerchin's trousers pocket, violently shattering the romantic momentum and cutting the tension in a single microsecond. Leansei flinched violently, snapping his head away toward the dark hedges as a furious blush rushed across his face, his heart hammering against his ribs in breathless embarrassment.
Xerchin squeezed his eyes shut in absolute, pure frustration, his jaw clenching as his temper flared at the unprompted distraction. He roughly pulled the device from his pocket, his expression freezing as his eyes locked onto the glowing caller ID. It was a permanent command: Mr. Xin Vcheroi was calling.
Maintaining his absolute poker mask, Xerchin didn't answer the line, aggressively sliding the switch to shut down his phone entirely before slipping it back into his pocket. He turned his head to look at Leansei. Lean was completely unable to look him in the eyes, desperately playing with his feet in the water to look unbothered by the close encounter.
Sensing the heavy wave of awkwardness wrapping around the pool deck, Leansei reached up, slowly rubbing the back of his neck as he scrambled to break the silence. "Should... should we probably head straight back inside the house now? I mean, the clock is getting incredibly late... and you—I mean, both of us must be entirely exhausted from today's high-stakes gala events, right?"
Xerchin offered a slow, deliberate nod of compliance, his light brown eyes fixed on Lean's profile. "Right... your body must be remarkably tired as well." He reached down, retrieving a dry white towel resting on the bench beside his arm.
Leansei rapidly pulled his wet feet out of the water, preparing to stand up from the stone curb to walk quickly back into the safety of the villa corridors to escape his own racing thoughts—but Xerchin's hand suddenly snapped out, firmly catching his wrist to violently halt his movement. Leansei froze dead in his tracks, turning his head back around to look at him with an expression of pure, wide-eyed surprise and absolute confusion.
"Give me your feet," Xerchin commanded flatly, his deep voice carrying a quiet, unyielding weight.
"Huh? What on earth for—"
Leansei flinched violently when Xerchin dropped to one knee on the concrete pool deck, his large hands reaching out to firmly, gently gather Leansei's wet feet into the plush white towel. Leansei's face burned a bright, breathless crimson, his survival instincts short-circuiting as Xerchin began to meticulously rub off the cold pool water. Leansei scrambled, aggressively attempting to yank his feet back to break the sheer intimacy of the contact. "Hey—hey, look, you do not have to do that! Let me handle it—I can easily do it myself—"
"I know," Xerchin said smoothly, his light blue eyes lifting to lock straight into Leansei's flustered gaze. The absolute intensity of his stare forced Lean to freeze his movements, his vocal cords locking up completely. "But let me do it."
Xerchin methodically, delicately finished rubbing the moisture from both of his feet, before smoothly rising back up to his full height. They left the open terrace behind, stepping through the wide glass doors to navigate the quiet luxury villa. They went inside, walked up the grand winding stairs, moved through the silent carpeted hallways, and finally came to a grinding halt directly between two heavy bedroom doors that faced each other across the corridor.
"So... um... I guess goodnight then?" Leansei stammered out shyly, his fingers tightening nervously around the brass handle of his designated door. He paused, his gray eyes searching the athlete's face. "And... are you completely sure about me sleeping inside the master bedroom suite instead of the guest room?"
Xerchin looked down at his profile, his handsome features written with a firm, unyielding determination. "Yeah... absolutely," he stated with absolute certainty. "I wish you a very good night, Mooncalf. I'll see you first thing in the morning."
Leansei offered a slow, compliant nod, hesitatingly opening the heavy door. He stepped inside the dark room, but turned back around to peak out through the remaining narrow gap of the threshold. "Thank you for everything today, Xerchin. The seafood meal was remarkably delicious, by the way."
A slow, devastatingly handsome smile curved beautifully onto Xerchin's reddish lips. "I'm profoundly glad it managed to come to your exact liking, Mooncalf."
Leansei tightly, frantically closed the wooden door to block out the view, his chest heaving as his cheeks flushed a brilliant, breathless shade of tomato red. He leaned his back against the frame, softly nuzzling his forehead against the wood to collect his scattered thoughts, desperate to stop the giddy sensation hammering against his ribs.
He slowly walked deeper into the expansive suite. The entire master bedroom smelled vividly like Xerchin's clean, masculine skin, every single design element reflecting the athlete's high-end, contemporary liking, the furniture neatly arranged with absolute precision. He walked straight toward the mattress, collapsing his tired body heavily onto the plush sheets. He buried his face in the pillows, but all his nostrils could inhale was Xerchin's natural, intoxicating scent.
He aggressively, forcefully closed his eyes, pulling the comforter over his shoulders. "Let's just force ourselves to sleep, Sei," he murmured to the empty room.
A vast block of time slowly crawled by in the dark. Leansei didn't possess a single trace of spatial awareness regarding whether exactly ten, twenty, or even thirty minutes had passed—but he was restlessly turning and turning around the massive bed, his mind a chaotic mess as he found himself completely, utterly unable to sleep a single minute.
"Why on earth can't this unconditioned body succumb to sleep at all?!" he screamed silently inside his own self, his frustration spiking. He aggressively yanked the blanket all the way up over his head, desperately hoping the isolation would at least help his fuddled brain feel slightly drowsy.
He stayed trapped in that rigid position for another few agonizing minutes, before database limits broke. Irritatedly and with absolute frustration, he violently threw away the blanket, sitting straight up on the mattress.
His treacherous mind was filled to the absolute brim with those vivid, intoxicating memory fragments... how their lips had hovered on the dangerous verge of touching by the pool, the burning heat of Xerchin's hands locking around his fingers, the secret kiss inside the condo bedroom that night, the suffocating proximity of the janitor's closet, the passionate kiss while the fireworks were escaping brilliantly from the dark skies, and every single second their bodies had been pressed tightly against each other.
He slapped both of his palms flat over his face, halting his breathing. All from that forbidden thinking, his entire body had rapidly risen in heat, a violent surge of pure, unadulterated urges, deep-seated desires, and explosive arousal overtaking his nervous system all at once.
Without executing a single logical thought command, his body climbed out of the bed. He marched across the floor panels, aggressively threw the door open to seek him—and froze dead in his tracks. Xerchin was standing directly outside the threshold, his large hand raised into the air, caught right in the middle of preparing to knock on the wood. Xerchin opened his mouth, a sequence of manufactured executive excuses forming on his lips to play it cool, but his speech died cleanly in his throat. His light blue eyes dropped straight onto Leansei's soft, kissable lips, before tracing down the slanted collar of his loose t-shirt, which had shifted to expose the smooth line of his bare collarbone.
Xerchin's blue-tinted eyes sharply snapped back up, locking directly into Leansei's gray pupils. Lean stared back, his breathing ragged. In that silent beat, Xerchin caught a look he had never witnessed crossing the boy's face before—a raw, completely alluring, and deeply bedroom-shadowed gaze. It was the exact look Xerchin had spent weeks being profoundly afraid of... or more accurately, the look he had been fiercely, desperately tempted by.
Their mutual stares went completely dark, gathering an immense, suffocating layer of sexual tension as they locked eyes across the threshold. The final boundaries vanished into thin air. Xerchin's large hand snapped forward, locking firmly around the back of Leansei's head to tilt his face up, while his other arm slid smoothly around his waist like a vice. Leansei let out a sharp, gasping breath, his fingers immediately crumpling into the fabric of Xerchin's shirt, tightly, aggressively yanking the athlete's broad chest flush against his own torso as their lips met in a passionate, explosive clash.
Without either of them realizing they were moving, they surged backward into the dark privacy of the master bedroom. Xerchin driven Lean's frame straight back against the hard bedroom wall, pinning him to the vertical surface without breaking the rhythm of the kiss for a single millisecond. He used his large hand to protect the back of Leansei's head from the impact, while his other arm aggressively pulled Leansei's waist flush against his lower abdomen, leaving absolutely zero regard for space between them.
They were kissing with a fierce, blinding intensity, their mouths moving together with a deep, long-standing hunger. Xerchin's hands smoothly slid down the curve of Leansei's waist, his palms locking underneath his buttocks to forcefully lift his slender frame straight up against the wall.
The movement caused Leansei to physically feel the unyielding, rigid length of Xerchin's hardened member poking aggressively against his own groin, sending a jolt of pure fire straight through his veins. The touch drove their kiss into a deeper register of raw longing. Leansei's hands slid from the athlete's shoulders, wrapping tightly around the back of Xerchin's neck to lock him in place, while he smoothly hoisted his legs up, wrapping his thighs securely around Xerchin's waist without breaking the contact of their mouths for a single breathless second.
Xerchin's hand slid smoothly beneath the cotton fabric, lifting Leansei's t-shirt over his arms and tossing the top aside before leaning down for another breathless embrace. He moved toward the edge of the mattress without breaking the fusion of their lips. Leansei's fingers uncurled from the nape of Xerchin's neck, trailing down the collar of his shirt to methodically undo the buttons one by one. Xerchin supported the back of his head with one palm while placing his other open hand flat against the sheets, gently laying Leansei down onto the soft mattress like a priceless piece of porcelain.
They broke the kiss, their ragged breathing filling the quiet space as they tenderly locked eyes. They stared at each other's features, faces, and bodies with an absolute, unshielded gentleness, thoroughly adored and mesmerized by the deep attraction between them. Xerchin hovered over his frame with his shirt opened, exposing his body lean bulk, broad shoulders, full harden chest, visible of 6 packs abs exposing his fit and athletic physique. Xerchin messy hair, legs in between his thighs and lick his lips as he gazed directly down into Leansei's eyes.
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[ RATED SCENE WARNING! ]
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"You better stop me right now," Xerchin whispered huskily, fighting a battle with his own restraint. "I've been trying to control my desires every night, Mooncalf. This proximity is entirely unbearable. So if you don't want to take this further—" He was cut short. Leansei leaned his elbows from the sheets, his palms extending to softly cup Xerchin's cheekbones.
He stared up into Xerchin's eyes with a look of pure, enticing allure, his voice dropping into a beguiling whisper. "Are you seriously choosing to torture me right now?"
Xerchin finally removed his shirt, casting it aside before leaning down to press a deep, heavy kiss against Leansei's lips, anchoring him flat against the mattress. Sliding his hand down to Leansei's waist, Xerchin gripped his hips firmly—tight enough to hold him securely but carefully avoiding any bruise—and pulled Leansei flush against his body. He lowered his weight completely, trapping himself tightly in the space between Leansei's thighs.
His fingers trailed slowly away from the hip, running up the curve of Leansei's cheek before sliding down the length of his neck and tracing the line of his collarbone, finally coming to a rest over the steady beat of Leansei's chest. Their lips parted as Xerchin broke the kiss, his mouth drifting downward to press soft, licking kisses along Leansei's jawline and down the sensitive skin of his neck.
The sudden rise of sensation caused a sharp, gasping breath to escape Leansei's lips. Xerchin's hand moved lower down his chest, his index finger tracing slow, deliberate circles around Leansei's nipple. "Uhm—"
Xerchin shifted his focus to the curve of Leansei's shoulder, pressing soft kisses there while continuing to hold him close. At the same time, the proximity of their bodies intensified the connection between them. The overwhelming combination of the close embrace and the warmth of their skin drew soft, breathless sounds from Leansei, his thoughts completely scattering in the moment. His thumb reach to his tits and playfully rub as his hips moved and stroke his hardened cock against him. The multi-layered stimulation drove Leansei's thoughts into a whirl; soft, breathless moans escaped his throat, completely overwhelmed by the proximity and the warmth of the moment—couldnt even know which is from the kiss, finger, and rubbing against him makes him insane.
Xerchin kiss from Leansei's shoulder blade down to its nipples. Playing, sucking, kissing and his eyes looking up to track the vulnerable, intensely aroused expressions crossing Leansei's face. Overwhelmed by pure embarrassment and desire, Leansei frantically raised the back of his hand to cover his eyes, trying to hide his flushed cheeks.
Without leaving his mouth on Lean's chest, Xerchin's hand gently caught Leansei's wrist, pinning his arm flat against the mattress.
"I wanna see your face." Xerchin commanded softly, his voice low.
Lean arched and free hand reached up to grip Xerchin's dark hair as a sharp groan escaped his mouth, his teeth biting into his bottom lip. Xerchin smirked softly against his skin, his kisses traveling down along his ribs and flat stomach and the edge of the hems of the short.
The center of the short is damped, "I see you've gone excited." Xerchin teased as he lean against the damped fabric of his shorts while looking at him with his hand wrap arLeansei stared at him with flushed cheeks, his mind completely fuddled as he failed to find a single coherent word to launch a verbal defense.
"Need a little help, Mooncalf?" A smirk escaped from its lips while rubbing his cheeks on it.
Leansei looked at him with pure utterless, turned-on, and most importantly breathless as he felt more harden looking at Xerchin.
' A N-naughty bastard! '
Xerchin pulled down his short exposing Lean's hardened pre cum member swung infront of him. He grabbed it and slowly moved his hand vertically. Making Leansei grabbed the sheets and could only gasp for air, entirely breathless and overwhelmed as the intimacy intensified. Xerchin bite his lips and arousedly look at Leansei's bare naked infront of him, and moans he never knew he'll hear.
Xerchin grabbed him up and make him sit on his lap, back against his chest as he grabbed it's cock and moved slightly fast. "Ahhh~~MHhhh~Ughh~" Leansei murmured softly, his head falling back against Xerchin's shoulder as his coordination fractured.
Xerchin heard it and turnes him even more. Using his other hand, he slides down his hand on Leansei's bumhole. Hesitating to do it, he was startled when Leansei took his fingers to his mouth licking it seductively and sucking it before letting it go as if he was lubricating it using his saliva.
Xerchin let out a low, husky whisper directly against his ear, ensuring complete compliance before taking the final step. "Do you truly want this, mooncalf?"
Leansei's mind and body were completely swept away by the overwhelming rush of affection and desire, making him entirely unable to find his bearings. When the question hit his ears, he could only offer an immediate, frantic nod of compliance, a sequence of broken breaths escaping his lips.
Xerchin smirks as he slowly put his finger inside him. "AHhhhh~~" Xerchin began to move his hand slowly scurling inside him finding the spot. He slide in the other finger inside with the same rhytym of his other hand. Leansei arch his back he is near to his climax. Xerchin did not waste the time, he moved his fingers fast and when he found the right spot. Leansei arched his back fully spilling out a white fluid orgasm.
Their muscles relaxed, and Leansei slumped heavily back against Xerchin's broad torso, his chest heaving violently as he gasped for oxygen. Xerchin gently, delicately guided his frame back down onto the soft mattress sheets, and position himself between him.
He leaned down, his eyes locking onto Leansei's hazy gaze. "Do you—"
"Stop asking," Leansei whispered breathlessly.
Xerchin chuckle smirk as he removed all his lower garments. Exposing his hardened, big, and lengthy cock. Leansei opened his mouth in startled and actually swallowed as he look at his member when it is twice as big compared to his.
"Thats.." He said while looking at xerchin's cock layed between his thighs. "Not gonna fit."
"I'll be gentle, mooncalf." He said with sweet tone as he rub in smoothly.
Leansei looked at the hardened stroking against his. "You wanna stop?"
Leansei looked at him but all he know that his body speaks for more. Xerchin took the bottle near the desk and spilled the thick white fluid on his fingers and his own shafts. Leansei looked at him confusedly. "This will help you less pain." Xerchin said reading his face.
Xerchin put inside his two fingers in the hole. Leansei bend his head upward as he felt a cold from the fluid. When it was lubricated enough, Xerchin positioned the tip of his member on to the wet hole. He rub the tip around the hole and slowly pushed in up until its head only. Leansei grabbed the sheets tightly as he winced when he felt kind of pain, cold and big shoved in his hole.
Xerchin did not move at first as he leaned on him kissing his lips which Leansei's responsed perfectly. Xerchin's hand went to its nipple and play with it using his pointy and thumb while he shoving it in halfway. Leansei let out moan in between their kiss.
A few seconds before xerchin began to move making them both moan from the sensation.
The pain and cold that leansei was feeling changed to heat, and good feeling. He arched his back when it was hitting the right spot. The thrust gone slowly to mildly thrusting shoving almost all the way in. Leansei moaned, "Erchi~Ughhh." Xerchin halted and cast a glance at Leansei's erotic face.
Leansei slowly opened his teared eyes, "Why did you—" Leansei couldnt finished when Xerchin arousedly like he was more turned on. Leansei could also feel its cock getting much more harder and bigger. Xerchin thrust in more more harder making a Plok Plok every thrust.
Xerchin put his hand behind his thighs and moved it upward as he plunged more deep, quick and harder hitting the spot everytime. They both moaned in their breaths.
"I-Im near—" Leansei couldnt finish his sentence when xerchin pinned his thighs on his chest shoving it in more in fast rhythym.
"Lets cum together." in hoarse voice of xerchin.
Leansei arched his back as he cummed spilling fluid against Xerchin's abs and his own stomach. Xerchin spilled the hot fluid inside him.
Leansei could feel the heat fluid inside him and coming out from his hole. But the throbbing length still shoved inside him.
Leansei was turned to his stomach on the mattress. He glance at Xerchin in startled. "We just cu—"
Xerchin leaned behind him, and whispered. "Getting tired? One is not enough for me, Mooncalf." Without pulling out his length inside him. He lick Lean's ears and kisses down to the back of his neck making him turned on again.
Xerchin smirk and grabbed it's waist and looked down on him as he run through his hand on his hair. "I'm not letting you go tonight." Xerchin said before moving again, thrusting inside with a great stance.
' Four times? Five? Eight? ' His fuddled brain completely lacked the ability to calculate the exact numerical metrics through the haze of his exhaustion. Xerchin's raw, athletic stamina was something that defied any normal human comparison. The athlete had stayed true to his wicked word, ruthlessly holding his waist and refusing to let him go until Leansei's consciousness had fractured entirely, forcing him to succumb to sleep from pure exhaustion mid-stride.