LV Chapter 13

WARNING: MATURE CONTENT

Translator: Shewee

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Chapter 13: Permeating The Soul

 

Feng Tang still hadn’t recovered from the shock of what was said to him.

When Feng Lulin pressed him against the corner of the wall, countless fragments of memories flashed through his mind. He suddenly felt that his luck had taken a wrong turn this year… Everything seemed to happen by coincidence.

It was probably the chaotic New Year’s Eve that left him in a disoriented state for half a year.

That night, he was with Lan Zhou. The two of them ate too much and ran to the city center landmark building to shout and countdown with the crowd.

There were too many people celebrating the New Year. So many of them that the entire city’s police force was dispatched, roads were blocked, and traffic was controlled. A group of young people stood under the huge city landmark, looking up and shouting, wishing they had a glow stick to light up their hopes for the coming year.

In the midst of the chaos, someone suddenly jumped up and shouted, “Ten! Nine!” The crowd excitedly followed, shouting, “Eight! Seven! Six! Five!” …

When they finished shouting “One,” they looked down at their phones. They were ready to post a New Year’s wish on social media, only to realize it was only 23:58.

Feng Tang gritted his teeth. He wasn’t particularly superstitious. But no one rejects good omens.

“Look at me.”

His thoughts were interrupted by a familiar male voice. Feng Tang’s chin was hooked by the man’s index finger, forcing him to look up. His thoughts were now in disarray.

Feng Lulin, seemingly displeased with his dazed state, touched his lips with a thumb that felt scorching hot.

Feng Lulin asked him, “Who are you thinking about?”

“Lan Zhou,” Feng Tang answered truthfully. When he looked up and met Feng Lulin’s gaze, he quickly averted his eyes. Though he tried to avoid him, his body didn’t move. It was as if his feet were glued in place…

He couldn’t refuse the man in front of him, nor could he surrender.

“Lan Zhou? What about He Qing? What’s on your mind?”

Feng Lulin’s gentlemanly facade was slipping. There was a surge of jealousy rising within him, though he remained unaware.

Feng Tang, feeling provoked, snapped back, “Do you think everyone thinks like you?”

“All I think about is you,” Feng Lulin retorted bluntly. “Who else is like me?”

Oh, indeed there was no one else.

Feng Tang nearly choked on his own breath. Feeling uncomfortable at the thought, he deliberately tried to push him away. “Feng Lulin, when it comes to love, you’re far behind me. Love isn’t something that stops when you wave your hand…”

“This isn’t about experience,” Feng Lulin said. “It’s mainly about talent. Besides, you don’t reject me.”

“Not rejecting doesn’t mean accepting…”

Before he could finish speaking, Feng Lulin lifted his shirt hem and whispered, “We can take it slow.”

Not giving them a chance to argue further, Feng Lulin’s strong hand tightly grasped the corner of the white shirt fabric. He skillfully lifted it and pressed his fingers hard against Feng Tang’s lower back.

Feng Tang, in pain, panicked completely. He said, “You and I are not the same kind of people. Going too far is meaningless!”

This statement was too hurtful.

Feng Lulin, both agitated and angry, said, “This is going too far? Compared to what you’ve done before, this is nothing.”

“Stop joking around, don’t push me or I’ll show you what real fireworks are…- Ugh!”

Feng Tang’s cry was abruptly cut off as his waist was sensitive and uncontrollably jerking forward. Feng Lulin pulled him into his arms, biting his ear.

“Are you a fucking dog… Damn it!”

Feng Lulin merely grunted and breathed heavily, responding with actions rather than words.

Feng Tang felt a sharp pain from the bite. But the pleasure conveyed by the warm breath against his ear left him unable to control himself. Half his body went soft. His scalp tingled.

Today… It has been a hell of a mess.

Feng Tang couldn’t escape. Feeling both angry and aggrieved, he wanted so much to throw a slipper at Feng Lulin’s head. But he couldn’t bring himself to do it!

The one who flirts first is the cheap one. So if they’re going to die, they might as well die together!

He stretched his arms around Feng Lulin’s neck, biting his lips to keep him from making a sound. He slid his thigh between Feng Lulin’s legs, inching up slowly.

Feng Lulin noticed his trembling and felt the rough grinding against his body, making it unbearable.

He didn’t expect Feng Tang to retaliate with such force… Instead, he acted like a hungry wolf, baring his neck, waiting to be bitten.

He smelled the amber rose scent on Feng Tang’s neck… It was sweet and fragrant, completely different from its owner.

Feng Tang rubbed against him vigorously. His hair dampened in patches and his expression was ambiguous. He now switched roles and refused to let go.

Feng Lulin chuckled, lowering his gaze and asked, “Why use rose? Next time, use pepper. Or it won’t match your vigor.”

With that, he clamped Feng Tang’s arms, launching a fierce counterattack. He pushed him with a strong force against the back wall. Expertly, he found Feng Tang’s ear, kissing it boldly with varying pressure… sucking until it was wet and sticky.

The kissing sounds were too wanton. As they were right in his ear, the sounds were amplified. They filled Feng Tang’s senses. Hanging on to Feng Lulin like he was dying, his arms around the man’s shoulders grew weak.

It was just him kissing his ear and neck… it was too humiliating to say this. But he couldn’t hold on anymore.

They were in a corner hallway of a bar. Feng Lulin’s tall frame almost covered half of him.

“Don’t go lower…” he gasped in surprise. His neck was being bitten by Feng Lulin, “I told you not to go lower!”

“You can tell me not to,” Feng Lulin said, “but I don’t have to listen to you.”

“I really want to bite you.”

With that, Feng Tang stared at the dim hallway emergency light. His lips slightly parted in restraint. A suppressed moan escaped his mouth.

This endurance only made Feng Lulin more ferocious. He licked him until he trembled uncontrollably.

Feng Tang was tough on the outside. But he is actually soft-hearted. Nonetheless, he refused to beg for mercy. He just held on to him tighter, restraining him, like going down together… But eventually, low gasps escaped from his throat.

Feng Lulin, feeling encouraged, moved his mouth away from Feng Tang’s neck with a ‘pop’. He left a red-purple kiss mark.

Feng Tang knew exactly what it was, frowning and cursing Feng Lulin, “You’re a damn bastard…”

Feng Lulin ignored him. He ordered, “Lift your head.”

With his mind on the verge of suffocation from the teasing, Feng Tang instinctively obeyed. He raised his chin slightly. His face was flushed, showing signs of passion. But his gaze remained defiant.

Feng Lulin smiled broadly, “A bit higher.”

Feng Tang raised his head again. Feng Lulin, with one hand supporting his lower back, while the other blocking any escape route, trapped him against the wall.

Then, Feng Lulin closed his eyes and kissed him.

Feng Tang was about to go crazy.

He could clearly feel Feng Lulin sucking his lower lip into his mouth, biting and pulling gently. He then invaded deeply.

Feng Tang wasn’t the shy type. At this point, he couldn’t care about anything else. His low gasps were hoarse and arrogant, letting Feng Lulin kiss him recklessly. Every time their lips parted slightly, Feng Tang would laugh, though he wasn’t sure why. Maybe he was laughing at Feng Lulin’s lung capacity, or perhaps at his kissing skills.

Feng Lulin’s hand never left his waist. Though Feng Tang was slim, his waist and abdomen were strong. His back muscles were beautifully defined, especially his limbs. They were so long they appeared excessively tall… But once half-naked, he emitted a different amber floral scent.

Feng Tang battled with his lips and teeth, while his lower body was forcefully pressed against Feng Lulin, rubbing, grinding… It felt like he was being ‘violated’ by a wolf.

This wolf’s breath was too wild, extremely aggressive. It invaded his mouth and conquered every part of it.

Feng Tang had never come across anything like this.

Until his legs went soft, Feng Lulin finally released him. Feng Tang, resigned, closed his eyes as he leaned against the wall. He almost fell, only to be pulled up into Feng Lulin’s arms again.

Feng Lulin lowered his head to look at Feng Tang’s reddened lips from the kiss… It turns out a man’s lips can be this soft.

Moreover, both of their dicks were hard.

Feng Tang’s gaze unabashedly fixed on Feng Lulin’s lower body. There was a smirk on his lips, “Want to take care of it?”

Feng Lulin said nothing. He just adjusted his disheveled collar, saying, “Let’s take care of it.”

“Damn it…- ah!”

Before Feng Tang could finish cursing, Feng Lulin’s hand, which had been pressing against his lower back, moved to the front.

With no way to retreat, Feng Tang had no choice but to cling to Feng Lulin’s back. His whole body was pushed against the wall and his voice was trembling, “Let’s go to-… to the car.”

The two men, unable to endure any longer, hurriedly made their way back inside from the bar’s hallway. Fortunately, the bar was dimly lit. So, not many people noticed them.

Feng Tang wore Feng Lulin’s coat as he rushed to the booth where He Qing was sitting. He reached out and pinched the back of He Qing’s neck, “Give me the car keys.”

“You…” He Qing was in the middle of an animated conversation. Upon seeing Feng Tang’s expression, he understood immediately. His tone turned reproachful, “You’re going to hook up this quickly? You promised to stay with me for a while…”

Feng Tang, filled with pent-up anger, couldn’t hold back any longer, “Car keys!”

He Qing reluctantly handed over the car keys, still muttering, “Who are you hooking up with? Not Nan He, right? Who was that guy just now? He looked familiar… what if you two got entangled with each other, did you wonder?”

“Fortune favors the bold, bro. I’m off.” Feng Tang took the car keys with an air of confidence that reassured He Qing somewhat.

As soon as Feng Tang rounded the corner of the bar, he encountered Feng Lulin waiting by the stairwell. Feng Tang, resigned to his fate, didn’t look at him. He led the way with a sullen face.

Once in the car, Feng Tang quickly pulled down the backseat’s privacy screen. Half-reclining on the seat, he spoke lazily, “Get it out, hurry.”

His movements were so rushed that Feng Lulin found it amusing.

Feng Tang thought of his peculiar habit of smoking while showering. He always wanted to test if the showerhead could extinguish the cigarette. The mix of smoke and steam always made him feel like he could ascend to the heavens.

Now, Feng Lulin, inside the car, opened the sunroof. He lit a cigarette and bent down to kiss him.

Feng Tang cooperatively tilted his head back. He proudly displayed his ‘swan neck’, with the two kiss marks left by this man already branded on it.

For a moment, Feng Tang didn’t feel repulsed. Instead, there was a sense of forbidden pleasure to it… He loved Feng Lulin’s serious look in uniform. But he couldn’t stand his current face full of desire.

At this moment, he truly felt that if he dared to spread his legs, Feng Lulin would boldly thrust in. He was also willing to fuck with Feng Lulin, as long as their competition was fair.

In the darkness, they exchanged breaths, exchanged lips and tongues, and exchanged desires. The only light in the car came from the central control panel. The technological feel and reminder sounds made Feng Tang feel like they were in another universe.

No one else, no noise, no flashy lights and alcohol… It was just the two of them.

Feng Tang’s mouth was dry. He couldn’t stand it any longer. He used his leg to pull Feng Lulin’s waistband down to his knees, stepping on his belt. Looking up, he cursed the dim light, only able to see the thin layer of sweat on Feng Lulin’s forehead. The man had a high nose bridge, sharp features, and well-defined arm muscles…

Even his veins were bulging from restraint.

Feng Tang directly grabbed his back, taking the initiative. One of his hands reached for Feng Lulin’s crotch, only to pull back from the heat. He had never served anyone before, let alone fumbled around blindly.

Catching a glimpse, Feng Tang quickly averted his eyes. But he steadied his heartbeat. He smirked and sneered, “You’re quite big.”

Feng Lulin chuckled as he grabbed his hand and said, “Hmm, it’s too dark. You can’t see clearly. Come feel it.”

Just as he was about to press his hand down, Feng Tang provocatively said, “I not only saw it. But I’m going to confront it.”

As soon as he finished speaking, his hand was pressed onto the hot length. Feng Tang’s face turned crimson.

He acted confidently on the surface, stroking it nonchalantly… But inwardly, he was nervously mustering up his courage, pretending to be calm. It was truly too stimulating.

Feeling Feng Tang’s hand on him, Feng Lulin couldn’t help but let out a satisfied groan. Feng Tang’s technique was so haphazard it was practically blind groping. Feng Lulin’s voice was hoarse when he asked him, “Do you not know how?”

Feng Tang replied, “I know. My skills are top-notch.”

Feng Lulin felt Feng Tang’s hand… Even through the underwear, there was a chill. Feng Tang even squeezed, teased, drawing circles with his fingertips, and blowing air into his ear.

Feng Lulin’s voice grew hoarser, “Are you doing this on purpose?”

Feng Tang smiled, “You mess with me. I’ll make you itch for it.”

He had just finished speaking when Feng Lulin suddenly embraced him tightly and pressed him down onto the cushion, almost conquering him entirely.

They were cramped in the small space inside the car, panting heavily as their bodies pressed tightly together like two people with high fevers. Feng Tang’s ear was rudely kissed and his underwear was stripped off to reveal half of his buttocks. It left him clinging to the seat while Feng Lulin took his time ravaging him.

“Be fucking gentle… please…”

Feng Tang’s face was flushed and his breath was labored. His whole body went soft. Feng Lulin’s technique was too good. He gripped him and simultaneously grinded erratically against him.

Feng Lulin was almost losing his mind. Even though he hadn’t entered yet, Feng Tang was moaning as if they had already gone through hundreds of rounds. He was clearly doing it on purpose. Lowering his head, Feng Lulin saw Feng Tang’s eyes shining. Feng Tang teased him on purpose, “I haven’t cum yet.”

Feng Lulin chuckled, “Really?”

He applied force to his hand. Feng Tang immediately curled up uncontrollably. He trembled and fell silent. Feng Lulin continued to taunt him, “Really? Really? Tell me, Feng Tang?”

Feng Tang felt he must have short-circuited to provoke him. After a session of ‘mutual aid’, all he could remember was Feng Lulin’s dirty talk. Everything else blurred into black silk, replacing the starry sky and covering their faces with desire.

Even with just this ‘mutual aid’, Feng Lulin was barely holding onto the seat. His hand movements were so fast that Feng Tang’s moans stretched long. He gripped Feng Lulin’s hair, begging him to stop. Feng Lulin just laughed and breathed heavily. He reminded him that; “We’re already in the car. This isn’t for you to decide.”

He moved his hand fast until Feng Tang couldn’t take it anymore. Feng Tang trembled in Feng Lulin’s arms, ejaculating everything. Whether from pleasure or excitement, tears brimmed in his eyes, and even his shirt was stained. Only then did he start to recover…

He couldn’t forget how in that final moment, he instinctively tilted his head to seek Feng Lulin’s lips. This man kissed him earnestly.

At the moment their lips parted, he felt dizzy, hearing Feng Lulin call out, “Baby.”

Feng Tang, still not clear-headed, mumbled “Hmm,” while Feng Lulin bit his earlobe, calling him “Tang Tang.”

At the time, Feng Tang thought it meant ‘Sugar’.

Their breaths, filled with pleasure, were sealed within each other’s lips and teeth.

When Feng Tang finally pushed open the car door and stepped out, his legs were still weak. He leaned against the passenger seat, letting the night breeze cool him for twenty minutes before slowly calling He Qing. He told him that he would return to the bar soon.

After such an intense session, naturally, they went their separate ways. Feng Lulin knew Feng Tang couldn’t listen to reason now. They both needed time. So he put on his coat and returned to the bar.

As soon as he sat back in his original spot, Xia Yitiao, wearing a mask and cap, looked up. He adjusted his phone’s brightness to the lowest setting. He curiously asked, “Lin Ge, all done? I saw him leave with the car keys. I almost ran out of battery playing on my phone…”

“You go hang out at the bar next door.” Feng Lulin took out a card and placed it on the table, “Find the manager when you enter, I have some friends there.”

“Huh? Lin Ge, what about you? Are you staying here?”

Xia Yitiao accepted the card with a grin, nearly suffocating from within the mask.

“Yeah,” Feng Lulin poured the remaining cognac from his glass into sparkling water, “I’ll stay a bit longer.”

That night, Feng Tang suddenly went all out, leaving He Qing stunned.

 

NOTE:

“糖糖” (táng táng) means “sugar.” The character “糖” (táng) translates to “sugar” in English, and repeating the character in someone’s name often means them calling out that someone affectionately or with a playful tone.

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