The Mad King's Heir

Li Jun grabbed his throat and whispered, "Relax." Yu Wen didn’t hear what he was saying. He was just watching the man’s lips move, eager to take a bite and taste that sweetness. Li Jun didn’t keep him waiting.

His tongue traced the seam of Yu Wen’s lips as though tasting something otherworldly. He teased the corner of his mouth before sliding his tongue inside, stroking against Yu Wen’s palate. Yu Wen’s knees nearly buckled from the stimulation. He let out a soft groan, his fingers clawing at Li Jun’s warm back.

His fingers trailed down the dip of Li Jun’s spine, the ridges of his shoulder blades and the soft curve where his ribs ended. It was like he was etching every inch of him in his heart. Li Jun shivered under his touch.

The kiss grew deeper and slower like they were relishing a moment that would never happen again. Their breathing was rough and rhythmic, with neither of them willing to take a breath.

Li Jun still had some sense, so he pulled back. He knew that they shouldn’t be doing this but damn, it was so fucking hot. Their foreheads pressed together, he whispered his voice wrecked, "We should stop."

Yu Wen didn’t respond with words. His gaze was obsessively fixed on Li Jun’s wet pink lips that tasted like candy. His burnt-up brain could only think, ’More.’ He surged forward and roughly flipped their positions. Li Jun’s shoulder blade hit the wall and he grunted in pain.

Yu Wen’s lips latched on his neck, the vibrations from his pulse on his mouth. He sucked, bit and licked his skin, savoring the sweet and salty taste. He wanted to mark him, to brand him and let everyone know that this prey only belonged to him.

The two of them stumbled and Yu Wen’s hip hit the console table but he didn’t feel the pain. He only heard things crashing to the floor. He picked him up and Li Jun subconsciously wrapped his legs around Yu Wen’s waist and his arms around his neck. He was startled but before he could say anything, Yu Wen kissed him, swallowing his words.

At such an angle, Li Jun could feel the full length of his arousal mirroring his own. Yu Wen pressed him down on the couch. Li Jun’s back hit the cushions and Yu Wen straddled his hips, the position obscene.

With dark, dazed eyes, Li Jun looked up at Yu Wen. He ran his fingers through his hair, in a haze, like he was the one who had been drugged. His chest rose and fell as he chuckled, finding this situation ridiculous. A flush had spread from his cheeks down his throat and collarbone. Yu Wen braced his hands on either side of Li Jun’s head and stared down at him.

"This is a mistake," Li Jun whispered but Yu Wen didn’t want to hear it.

AN: The spicy scene will be revealed soon.

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"Mm," a soft grunt came from Li Jun’s lips. Everything fucking hurts. His muscles ached so much that you would think he had spent the entire day on the training grounds. He shifted his stiff body only for his face to bump into a rock-hard chest.

"Shit," he swore under his breath, having recalled how he wound up in this situation. He hadn’t spent an entire day on the training ground but spent half the night being fucked to death by this beast. If he hadn’t placed condoms and lube in the private lounges to sell his persona as a debauched prince, he might have been torn in half but that big meat stick.

He thought Yu Wen was a man with no worldly desires. He had even made fun of him countless times in the academy, saying his dick didn’t work. He was wrong. His dick worked fine and in one night, he had unleashed all the desires he had repressed for years.

Li Jun pushed his hand off his shoulder but Yu Wen hugged him even tighter with his leg wrapping around his. "Fuck," he swore again. He didn’t want to wake Yu Wen up and make things awkward.

If not awkward, then they might have a physical fight and he wasn’t in the condition to wrestle. He slowly moved Yu Wen’s arm while coaxing him. Yu Wen hummed in his sleep and leaned over to kiss him. After doing that, his hand loosened.

Li Jun, "..."

He carefully climbed off the couch. He was finally free and could heave a sigh of relief but Yu Wen suddenly shuffled his hand, feeling around for the warm pillow he had been hugging. Li Jun quickly picked up one of the cushions scattered on the floor and placed it in Yu Wen’s hands.

Yu Wen seemed satisfied. He hugged the pillow and fell back to sleep. Li Jun heaved a sigh as he took a step back. He suddenly winced from the pain in that special place. He screamed silently while touching his butt. He glared at the culprit and waved his fist in the air.

He gritted his teeth as he put on Yu Wen’s pants. It was a small revenge considering what he had put him through. He picked up a pack of cigarettes and went to the balcony. As he lowered his head, he exposed the hickies on his neck.

Li Jun lit one, the red glow bright in the dim light. He took a long drag while tapping his phone. He sent Yan Jia a message, the wisps of smoke blurring the screen. He leaned against the railing, staring at the empty dance floor in a daze. His nerves, which were tense, calmed somewhat. Thinking of the things they had done, he felt regretful. After this, he was sure, Yu Wen would hate him even more. "Fuck," he cursed while rubbing his eyes.

A soft knock came from the door. He took one last drag and put it out before walking over. Yan Jia was outside with two other men. Li Jun was about to let them in when he realized that Yu Wen was still naked.

He said, "One minute," and shut the door, missing the look of devastation in Yan Jia’s eyes. Yan Jia was indeed devastated. Her family’s cabbage had been eaten by a hateful pig.

"AAAAAHHHHH," she screamed internally, wishing she could chop off Yu Wen’s third leg and feed it to him.