Thank you for the well wishers here is my return present. HappyâŚerrâŚmidweek!
I was actually banned from going to Uni Monday and Tuesday because I was a biohazard to every living being.
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âFirst, return the handkerchief you have in your pocket. The secondâŚâ
Feng Ming conjured up his bravery, and placed his neck on the chopping board.
âLet me top you once!â
Feng Ming didnât know whether this kind of tactic could be considered as rape.
His audacious words immediately swept silence across the large chambers, creating an eerie tomb.
A stifling force of embarra.s.sment smacked the Prince, he bowed his head timidly.
How pathetic, instead of this sorry display he should have held his head high and stood with his chest out, self satisfied and smugly waiting the response of his servant, Rong w.a.n.gâs answer.
Moreover, this was an opportunity to stir King Rong.
The Prince contemplated making that handsome face fault just by shooting a frivolous glance to show the vulgar intentions he had, hoping then he would be able to bask triumphantly in the Kingâs shame.
Unfortunately, he didnât have the b.a.l.l.s to act out his plan.
"Let me top you once?" the King repeated and his voice remained normal.
"Yes." Feng Ming confirmed, nodding his bowed head gently.
The arms around his waist slowly tightened their hold, gently imprisoning the Prince.
âHowever, is there a reason for âonly âonce?â Rong Tian whispered.
âIf it was me, I would definitely have said âa lifetimeâ.â
âWould you agree to a lifetime?â
"You are so sure that I would not consent?" his lips pulled back into a sneer, the Kingâs att.i.tude exposed crucial clues.
Rong Tianâs eyes stared dangerously at him and Feng Ming began to fear the outcome of this conversation.
The Kingâs thin lips softly raised as he questioned, âBe honest, why did you even mention such a ridiculous requirement?â
Feng Ming felt at this moment as if he was a naughty child being reprimanded.
âThatâs because I need to strike first and gain the upper hand.â He replied in a low voice, and returned the Regent Kingâs look with a hearty hate-filled glare.
âDonât think Iâm not aware of your heartâs dirty desires!â he blurted out.
"Oh? My dirty desires?" the King teased.
Feng Ming couldnât stand the oppressive atmosphere the King held over him so with a renewed dignity he whipped his angry face upwards and stared intently at the man.
"Donât you dare deny it! Youâve had perverted thoughts of me from the very beginning. Donât think that Iâm a fool not to notice. Rather than letting me be eaten by you, it would be better to let me top you, besides the newspaper articles Iâve read said that being the receiver hur-mm-mphâŚnnnnhhhâŚnnnnhhhâŚâ
The concluding words of Feng Mingâs rambling were timely cut off as the King worked his skillful mouth over the soft full lips.
As usual, when their lips locked the young manâs heartbeat raced and his chest heaved like a bellow desperately sucking in air. He was again drawn into a fit of frenzied pa.s.sion which left him in a daze which included losing control of his own body as it melted with the heat of the moment.
When their kiss finally broke Feng Ming gasped for breath, by the time he calmed down he was completely leaning within the crook of the Kingâs strong arm.
âHey! Where are you taking me?â he shrieked as his weakened body was swept up in a sudden motion.
In fact, it was a needless question as they where both clearly heading towards the Princeâs bedroom.
Feng Ming immediately tensed.
Rong w.a.n.g sent his rea.s.surance, bowing his head to whisper with a smile. âDidnât His Majesty give me his requirements? Given such an alluring condition, who in this world could refuse?â
Feng Ming was taken back because he never conceived his business proposition to run so smoothly.
Feng Ming almost bit his tongue again when he found the words to reply.
"So you agree?" he studied the King with disbelief.
"I agree."
Rong w.a.n.g moved effortlessly with his bounty and placed the Prince on top of the bed.
âTo have me allow you to top once, actually isnât necessary, under the circ.u.mstances when both parties are willing, if you wanted more I would give my consent without an issue with it.â
Feng Mingâs jaw basically dropped off his face.
"Well, go ahead." Rong w.a.n.gâs perfect features were closing in on his own face and the manâs voice was thicker than velvet as he showed no signs of hiding his delight.
The scent of desire flowed from the King, his l.u.s.t thickened in the air, swamping the Princeâs senses.
Feng Ming almost fell into the Kingâs bewitching pace. He s.h.i.+ed his face away from the manâs poison.
He was hesitating.
âIâŚâ his face seared with glowing red embers.
âIâve never had any officialâŚâ
âI see.â The Regent King smiled tentatively, as if it wasnât a problem.
His large hands rested on the Princeâs shoulders and they stroked the boy rea.s.suringly.
âIn this case, let me guide His Royal Highness.â He offered genuinely.
To be address as His Royal Highness, at this moment touched Feng Ming.
Sure enough, the King began to carefully guide him.
"Love between men, in fact, is the same as that between a man and woman. In Xi Rei we have a traditional custom, where young men live and learn from an experienced adult man, learning skills, and to develop courage and perseverance, the matters of the body can also be taught by direct contact of the mentor during this learning phase, so a majority of men have experience in this aspect. OnlyâŚâ
Concurrent with his lecturing Rong Tianâs large coa.r.s.e hands were fondling all parts of the Prince, the boyâs ears were practically scarlet.
Feng Ming barely managed to defend himself.
âItâs not like Iâve never had any experience, Iâve simply forgot thatâs all!â
Hearing the Princeâs quibbling, the King reached unexpectedly to a pink erect rose bud on the boyâs chest and gave it a forceful twist. The boy bodyâs reacted as his spine curled under the hold.
Feng Ming released a whimper, his body loosening to the a.s.sault and he collapsed powerless on top of the bed.
His clothes were splayed out beneath his body.  The numerous layers had been worked off his body by the King.
âLooking at the Princeâs seductive composure, it is not difficult to believe that the Prince has precious experienceâ
The King ridiculed him, âOnly that it has been forgotten.â
His mischievous hands gradually teased Feng Mingâs body till it was burning with desire.
At that point Rong Tian left the bed, and moved towards a cabinet to retrieve a small bottle. Tipping the entire contents of the vial into his palms a pool of viscous liquid formed which vaguely had the scent of pleasant herbs.
Taking half of the volume he applied the cool liquid onto his own body, and the remaining portion was eased onto Feng Mingâs flaccid member.
The King gently coaxed the modest length of muscle to harden in his grasp.
Under the rhythmic strokes of the warm wet hand, Feng Ming was easily aroused and his p.e.n.i.s ached for more attention. His own body twisted in the manâs unceasing touch. His voice was trapped in his throat, as he made small animal sounds.
âI would have never thought youâd be so enthusiastic.â The man teased.
âNonsense! Iâm topping you, itâs only natural I get this pa.s.sionate.â
âWell, Iâm ready to have you on top.â A gentle smile eased across the Kingâs lips, he reached to help steady the Prince into a straddling position on top of his own body.
Feng Ming felt a little light-headed as his brain was in overload and shooting him warnings.
âThis doesnât seem right.â
Rong w.a.n.g laughed as he asked âWhere is the problem?â
âYou should have your legs open and I shouldnât be sitting with my legs open on top.â
âIs that so?â The Regent King snaked his hand around Feng Mingâs slender waist and gently adjusted the boy until his hardened and erect member softly nudged at the Princeâs tightly closed entrance.
Feng Ming whimpered as the strange sensation sent the boy reeling, his hips immediately twisted away from the stimulus.
An indescribable noise was choked back in the boyâs throat from his surprise.
âFeng MingâŚâ Rong w.a.n.gâs voice was exceptionally husky as he beckoned the younger man. He clasped his free hand around Feng Mingâs arousal, comforting the length that was on the verge of exploding.
His brain was in a muddle, as the older man drowned him in pleasure stroke by stroke, tugging at every nerve of sensation.
In the final moment, as Feng Ming reached his climax a soft pressure was applied to the tip of his aching muscle, blocking the exit for the fluids of his pa.s.sion.
Under the Kingâs cruel control which stopped his release, Feng Ming nearly broke into tears.
He cried out his captorâs name without thinking.
âUnnhâŚRong Tian.â
âNot bad, you seem to recall my name now.â The man was satisfied, presenting a smug grin.
Rong Tian propped his upper half up and pulled Feng Ming into his arms, one arm fixed firmly around the boyâs waist to hold him in place and the Kingâs other hand continued to torment the boyâs desperate member.
He laughed lightly, âFeng Ming, Iâm going to let you release, does that sound good?â
d.a.m.n you!
Why would you even ask such a question?
What part of that doesnât sound good?
The arrow has already been drawn back on the bow thereâs nothing more to do but shoot!
However, this wasnât the time to lecture him with any strange phrases.
Feng Ming couldnât find his voice so he hurriedly nodded his head.
His eyes glimmered with pleasure as they signaled and pleaded with the King.
Rong w.a.n.g sneered, then loosened his firm grip around Feng Mingâs p.e.n.i.s and quickly gave the member a gentle squeeze. The Prince quivered in his arms.
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âAhhhhhhhhhhhh!â Feng Ming screamed, his body completely softened and slumped into a ma.s.s on top of the King.
Warm white bodily fluid had squirted all over Rong Tianâs hand.
The boyâs eyes closed shut as his body savored the moment, at this time Rong w.a.n.g moved to whisper into the Princeâs ears.
âFeng Ming the transaction has been completed.â
âWhat?â The Princeâs chest was still catching all the air it could manage to help recover from his dismal state he even struggled to open his eyes. When his hazy eyes managed to partially open, the look of Feng Mingâs face was a captivating sight.
âYou have released yourself on top of me, hasnât your terms been met?â
This comment cleared Feng Mingâs mind immediately, he shook his head urgently to reclaim the deal.
âNo, this isnât, this doesnât count!â his frustration wasnât hidden on his face.
âHow can this not count?â The Regent King pressed the man who was flailing frantically in his arms.
The Kingâs rich voice whispered deviously into the boyâs ear.
âThe evidence is conclusive, or shall I send for an imperial guard to pa.s.s his judgment on the matter.â
âHow can you call a guard to testify such matters? Anyway, this doesnât count!â Feng Ming indignantly stammered with anger.
Rong Tian expression snapped, his face pulled back and he raised an eyebrow.
âI want to very much commit something to offend your HighnessâŚâ
âWhat?â
âYou havenât realized that you were the only one who had the pleasure of being released, likewise, I havenât been comforted in such a manner.â
With this comment, Rong w.a.n.g pointed towards his erection and its generous length hit the air like a skysc.r.a.per.
Immediately, all the fierceness behind Feng Mingâs fangs vanished when he had initially decided argued with the King.
Fearing what was installed ahead he turned away from the Kingâs weapon and swallowed the knot in his throat before timidly voicing himself.
âBut you really didnât comply with the agreementâŚ.â
Under the frightening power of Rong Tianâs gaze the last few words automatically disappeared from Feng Mingâs mouth. The eyes that fixed onto his naked and vulnerable body completely stripped any ounce of fight left inside of him.
âSleep now.â The King unexpectedly ordered.
His eagle like eyes watched the bowed head for a while before finally sighing.
âOtherwise, I really canât resist.â
Feng Ming was aware that the King was telling the truth, this was a matter of time and place. He wasnât going to dare risk the âtruthâ by trying to explain the facts on how their agreement has not been completed now.
The moment the King loosened his grip, the Prince didnât hesitate to jump into the covers of his sleeping pallet. He quickly drew the heavy quilts over his naked body ensuring he carefully covered any part of him that may lead to alluring the other.
âI will take a bath.â Rong w.a.n.g finally got off the bed, before he left he swiveled around and dropped his face down to Feng Mingâs level cautioning him.
âYou were meant to go with me however in this state if we shared a bath something would surely happen between us. I donât want you to go biting your tongue again.â
Feng Ming discovered at that point, that Rong w.a.n.g actually had a fear of his 'suicidal tendenciesâ and it must have engrained a deep impression for him to withhold his actions.
This was one messed up evening.
Originally the Prince was going to have his wishes granted unfortunately he was cheated on their bargain.
However, if it was the matter of deception, he couldnât really lump different matters together.
Considering the Regent Kingâs power and the fact that he had repressed his needs was good.
AlsoâŚRong w.a.n.gâs technique isnât too bad with his handsâŚ.
As Feng Ming had these thoughts in his mind, Rong Tian had already finished with his cleansing and promptly returned.
Upon hearing the manâs footsteps Feng Ming hastily closed his eyes feigning sleep.
Rong Tian stripped out of his garments, and entered the warm covers of Feng Mingâs quilts.
When Feng Ming was suddenly drawn into the Kingâs embrace from behind, his heart raced erratically, scared stiff whether the King would try anything on him tonight.
Suffering in silence, he waited for a long time, and seeing there was no further activity from the man, Feng Ming could finally relax.
So there are still really people that honor their words, or perhaps the ancient folks have strong morals?
No, impossible.
This King has shown his true self previously.
The word moral doesnât even exist in his vocabulary.
Otherwise why would the original Prince have so many scars on his body?
Feng Ming imagination ran wild before his thought patterns waned, his concluding thoughts fixed on how warm and cozy it was to be hugged by the King.
Managing to tire himself out, his mind slipped into a daze and he gradually drifted off to dreamland.