Chapter 74: Becoming Ours
It must have been hitting a good spot inside, because his hips occasionally twitched and bucked up and down.
"Mm... nnh, mmm—f, n, n..."
Even though he tried to hold it back, his sweet sounds still leaked out.
Joa loosened his own trousers and pulled out his already hard penis.
He then began to stroke it.
The only sounds echoing through the flower field were the wet sloppy noises of him licking Qiong Xing’s penis and the sound of his own hand moving.
He wanted him.
He wanted him.
He wanted him.
He wanted Qiong Xing so badly it hurt.
"Qiong Xing, Qiong Xing. Can I make you mine?"
He lifted his face, grabbed the trembling Qiong Xing by the chin, and turned him to face him.
He knew there was no stopping now that they had come this far.
Even so, he still wanted to hear Qiong Xing say that he wanted it, in his own words.
"...Yes... please make me yours, Joa. I want you ahhh, aaahhh!"
The moment he was told "I want you," he could no longer think.
Without a word, he grabbed Qiong Xing’s legs and thrust his own penis all at once into the loosened entrance.
"...I’m sorry. I couldn’t hold back."
When he apologized to Qiong Xing, who was breathing heavily, Qiong Xing smiled and said it was all right.
The sweat beading on his forehead as he desperately tried to relax his stiffened body.
How much gentler did he have to be to be satisfied?
Qiong Xing was surely the one in the most pain, yet he didn’t blame Joa at all, even though he was the cause.
"It’s what I wanted. And besides, with how big you are, Joa... if you hadn’t gone in all at once, I might have flinched and not been able to do it."
All Joa felt toward Qiong Xing as he smiled like that was gratitude.
For Qiong Xing, bearing Joa with that small body was surely a heavy burden.
Even so, he couldn’t bring himself to let go, and instead waited for him to settle down.
"I’m glad..."
"Hm?"
"I’m just glad that I was able to connect with you like this, Joa."
Qiong Xing smiled and said that his three mates had been unexpected, and at the same time Joa felt gratitude toward Vita who had kept him alive up until now.
Now, he felt he understood why Vita had made him promise back then.
Losing the one you love is painful, but surely leaving behind the one you love must have been painful for Vita as well.
Out of love, someone might follow the one they lost, but perhaps Vita, out of love, had tried to make Joa live on instead.
The reason he could feel happiness like this now was because of the promise he had made with Vita.
And he had been able to meet Qiong Xing who could understand even that kindness of Vita’s.
"I’m glad too. That I was able to connect with you, Qiong Xing."
Pouring his gratitude into it, he kissed Qiong Xing all over his face.
As he felt the tension gradually drain from the stiffened body, he slowly began to move his hips.
"If it hurts, tell me. And, if I remember right... around here..."
"Ah! Ahh Joa, Joa, that’s ahhh!"
When he thrust with his penis at the same spot his fingers had found before, the inside tightened sharply as if telling him how good it felt.
"Damn... this is bad."
Qiong Xing’s rear contracting and relaxing as it wrapped around his penis felt so good that Joa couldn’t stop moving his hips.
As his hips began to move faster and faster, Qiong Xing let out coquettish cries as well.
His voices sounds so sweet that they seemed to resonate straight through the hips and the excitement refused to subside.
"Joa, Joa. Joa, it feels good... it feels so good."
"Yeah, I’m losing it too. Cry sweeter for me, Qiong Xing."
"Ah, ahn, ah, ah, ah, ah."
Only Qiong Xing’s moans and the sound of their hips slamming together echoed around them as the two of them climbed higher and higher.
"Joa, Joa, I’m coming, I’m about to come."
"Me too."
When Qiong Xing said he was about to come, Joa thrust his hips even harder and with the tightness inside clenching around him, Joa reached his limit as well.
"Ahh, I’m coming, I’m coming, ahhh!"
"Gah, I’m coming ngh!"
At the moment he came, he grabbed Qiong Xing’s hips tightly and forcefully released his seed deep inside Qiong Xing’s body.
After pouring in every last drop, he pulled his penis out once, then lifted the limp body in front of him and placed it back on his knees.
"Are you okay?"
"...I’m o-kay, hn, f, hn."
Out of breath after climaxing, Qiong Xing panted heavily, and every time he breathed, the glimpse of his tongue looked unbearably lewd.
Joa then lifted his face and pushed his own tongue into Qiong Xing’s mouth wanting to savor that tongue
So good. Feels good. So good. Feels good.
Drunk on the happiness of having tasted this body, he couldn’t stop tangling their tongues together.
"Mm, hn, mm, Joa, I can’t breathe nnnngh."
As the hand that had been supporting his back slid smoothly downward, Joa once again pushed his own penis into Qiong Xing’s back that was still spread open.
Qiong Xing was surprised and confused, but Joa couldn’t stop this excitement either.
Once he had tasted Qiong Xing’s sweet body, just doing it once wasn’t enough to calm it.
While sealing Qiong Xing’s mouth, Joa made Qiong Xing to take his penis into his back mouth again.
He then use one of his hand to stroke Qiong Xing’s penis, which had begun to harden again.
Unfortunately, he couldn’t hear any sweet moans, but he became utterly absorbed in the hot and melting sensation of that mouth.
The place where they were connected more deeply than before tightened around Joa with little squeezes every time he thrust upward.