Dreaming With My Dragon Lover - Chapter 129

Yuan Ge feels that their bodies have pressed together so tightly that there are no more gaps, yet surprisingly, he does not catch Qiuchen’s rapid breathing, nor his violent heartbeat; on the contrary, his own breathing has almost stopped, his heart beating like a drum, so fast that it is almost shameful. He indulges himself in those profound gazes, as if he has fallen into the vast River Ruo, confused and unable to see the bottom, evoking a thousand different kinds of emotions, and like experiencing the vicissitudes of several lifetimes, stirring up all those hidden desires of the heart …

His mind naturally goes back to those dreams of Qingqing. How many times the two have been so tantalisingly close, skin to skin, the same dazzling beauty, the same jade-like body, the same seductive eyes – and now within reachable distance, utterly irresistible – so close, yet not a dream.

Not a dream!

How is this possible……

Yuan Ge feels completely disoriented, his body feverish, but unable to escape from the source of that dazzling attraction, unable to escape the captivating sensation brought by Qiuchen. The cool touch that has landed on his eyelids is a timely relief to his burning body, gentle and comforting, like snowflakes, falling slowly on him, from his eyelids and along his cheeks, the feathery caress mesmerizing … When he opens his eyes again, not only their bodies but also their faces are pressed against each other so close that Yuan Ge thinks he could even count the man’s long eyelashes… …

“Gege …”

Qiuchen’s voice is so close that it feels unreal yet unfamiliar, as if it were pristine water mixed with sand and pebbles, losing its usual clarity and dripping with an impatient urgency.

Then Yuan Ge feels his hand being guided by him, stroking the cool, smooth skin, from his bare arms, to the firm, thin waist beneath the cotton shirt, to his flat stomach, rubbing slowly all the way down to the hard, hot, forbidden place……

Yuan Ge suddenly feels that he could barely breathe.

This Rong Qiuchen in front of me… Does he mean to ask me to… help him…

The unmistakable hardness in his hand does not require any verbal confirmation.

Yuan Ge’s mind goes blank.

In his entire life, he has never touched another man’s member except his own.

What the hell is going on here!

Yet Qiuchen’s hand grips his hand firmly and insistently, placing Yuan Ge’s hand over his hard member and guiding it back and forth as he stroked it. Those watery eyes, as if they could speak, silently pour out the unquenchable desire of the moment, deep, seductive, yet as if begging for mercy, making it impossible for anyone to resist such a distinctly offensive request!

Heck, I knew it! After watching restricted movies and porn for days and nights, it’d be strange if he didn’t want to get his rocks off!

Yuan Ge groans inwardly, helplessly, while trying to salvage his dignity and rationalise this unusual situation between the two of them. This is clearly a boy who has been abstinent for too long and is looking for a way to relieve himself. The wisest course of action would have been to throw him a box of tissues and then get up and go out, leaving the room all to this man to let off steam.

But this guy has never been quite right in the head. Even for such personal physical needs which should have been done in private, he has blatantly asked others to lend a helping hand! But he looked so hungry, begging for help… What would happen if I made a fuss and turned him down? Would I have caused him some psychological trauma inadvertently? Oh, poor kid, maybe I should help him out for once?

Although Yuan Ge can’t make sense of the confusing thoughts in his head at all, he convinces himself to place his hand over Qiuchen’s hardness that is screaming to be touched and satisfied. But the feeling of being pinned down by a man is too strange.

I’ll forgive you for your evil deed of treating me like a chick for the time being.

Yuan Ge tells himself, and with that in mind, he simply lets go of his inhibitions, tightens his hold on the man on top of him and rolls over so that they are lying face to face on their sides on the sofa, while he begins to take hold of that burning source of desire with his right hand and actively strokes it, up and down.

Qiuchen’s expression at the moment is one of unspeakable delight. His handsome face is overflowing with surprise, shyness and anticipation, especially when Yuan Ge takes the initiative to quench his thirst for relief. He is so ecstatic that his watery eyes have appeared to shine even brighter, the ends of his peach blossom eyes are automatically tinged with a hint of red, and his bright pupils reflect boundless attachment and seemed to be full of gratitude and deep affection. He gazes at Yuan Ge, unable to take his eyes off him at all, as if he is afraid of missing a single moment of him.

“Close your eyes……”

Yuan Ge can not be as unfettered as Qiuchen, feeling the hardness swelling in his hands with reckless abandon, and he feels so shy that he simply could not meet the gaze before him.

Qiuchen can’t help but smile faintly at this whispered command, nevertheless, he closes his eyes obediently. He releases his guiding hand and gently wraps his arms around Yuan Ge’s neck, resting his head sideways on his shoulder, enjoying the passion that was rushing through his veins at the moment.

In the dimly lit room, all there can be heard is the intermittent groans in the background, realistically recreating the raw passion between two men in the film, and that distinctive wet, sticky and slippery sound of flesh rubbing against each other coming from the sofa – accompanied by Qiuchen’s gasps as he finally reaches to climax, instantly wetting Yuan Ge’s palms and pyjama pants.