Chapter 15 - Medicinal Hot Spring (Part 2) **

Warning: This work is classified as restricted. Readers under the age of 18 are not allowed to read it.

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Content Warning: noncon (fingers) / dubcon

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“Um… Yin… Yin Jiuxiao, you…!”

Rong Jin’s body arched up. He pushed Yin Jiuxiao away but couldn’t move him at all.

Seeing the corners of Rong Jin’s eyes tinged with red, misting over from the teasing of his fingers, Yin Jiuxiao felt a spark of desire. The Adam’s apple in his throat rolled. He slowly rotated the three fingers that were inserted into the tender opening, pushing them even deeper.

“Ah…”

Rong Jin couldn’t bear the thought of this man’s fingers wickedly, forcibly penetrating him, but his body couldn’t help responding, betraying his own will, reacting to the man’s deliberate provocation. Rong Jin closed his eyes in embarrassment and tried his best to endure the unbearable heat caused by the constant stirring of the three fingers inside him.

However, closing his eyes seemed to magnify his senses several times over—he could clearly feel the tender flesh of his hole softly and obediently enfolding the three fingers that were playing with him in the water of the spring. Yin Jiuxiao didn’t seem to know the meaning of the word “gentle”. With one hand he clasped Rong Jin’s waist and belly while the other that was penetrating him began to ruthlessly pound into him, forcefully stirring the folds of his flesh. Rong Jin’s mind went blank. All he could do was tremble and cry out.

“Ahh… Yin… Yin Jiuxiao, you… Stop!”

Yin Jiuxiao licked Rong Jin’s earlobe and nibbled it a while before releasing it. He gave a low chuckle in Rong Jin’s ear. In a low, hoarse voice he said, “Stop? Rong Jin, I’m going to make you cry and beg me to fuck you. Do you believe me?”

“…” Rong Jin didn’t respond. He was a little out of breath. His cheeks were pale and his earlobes were pink and looked extraordinarily delicious.

Yin Jiuxiao’s groin tightened. As he stared at Rong Jin his gaze became even darker and more deadly.

The hand that clasped Rong Jin’s waist slowly drifted to the base of his thigh. He took hold of Rong Jin’s cock which was slightly erect in the water.

Rong Jin suddenly opened his eyes. His most vulnerable part was in someone else’s hand. It was simply…

“Uh, um… Ah!”

Yin Jiuxiao held Rong Jin’s cock and began to pump up and down, taking special care of the sensitive pink glans. Rong Jin panted harder and harder, and his body grew hotter and hotter. Yet the man who was pressed so close to him, working him front and back with both hands, was cold all over, as if no matter what touched him, nothing would ever warm him.

“You’re still in a daze?” Yin Jiuxiao took in Rong Jin’s befuddled expression, which was actually somewhat cute, and revealed a dark smile. Then the fingers inserted in Rong Jin’s hole slammed even deeper. The three slender fingers had finally reached the tender flower core hidden in the soft and delicate walls.

“Ah… Ahh…!!”

Rong Jin widened his eyes. His whole body jerked as if touched by an electric shock. As he stood in the hot spring water his legs abruptly softened, and he almost fell to his knees.

But Yin Jiuxiao didn’t let him go. Instead he increased his speed and aggressiveness, stroking Rong Jin’s cock while the three fingers driving into Rong Jin’s hole pinched the sensitive and delicate flower core and kneaded it hard!

“Ooh… Ha… No… Don’t… Yin Jiuxiao… You can’t…!” Rong Jin’s voice was shaking, A wave of lust misted over his eyes.

“I can’t do what? Hm?” Yin Jiuxiao stroked and squeezed Rong Jin’s cock, playing plenty of attention to the two delicate balls. At the same time, the three fingers that penetrated Rong Jin’s opening continuously prodded the tiny gap in the flower core, stimulating it to release a gush of sticky, lustful fluid.

“Do you want me to fuck you? Hmm? Do you want it?” Yin Jiuxiao prodded Rong Jin’s snow-white ass with the friction of his long, thick, already hard cock, even as he nailed Rong Jin’s tender acupoint with his fingers. The man’s heavy breathing entered Rong Jin’s ears, inciting the utmost feelings of desire.

Anyone else, or even Rong Jin if he didn’t already have a beloved in his heart, might have been seduced by this obscene serpent long ago.

But that wasn’t the case.

“No…. I don’t…. I don’t want to!” Rong Jin cried out between gasps. Tears filled his eyes and ran down his cheeks. “Yin Jiuxiao, if you want me to beg you… Go to hell!” The last words were slightly trembling but sharp and full of bitter hatred.

Even if he needed this murderer’s Yang energy to revive his shixiong, he would never be so cheap as to ask the man who killed his shixiong to violate him.

“You don’t want it? You even want me to go to hell?” As if he’d heard a joke, Yin Jiuxiao laughed with anger. A layer of icy frost filled his eyes. The fingers that squeezed the delicate flower core slowly exerted more force.

“Ahhhhh…” Rong Jin cried out. He pushed at the man’s hand, but trying to move Yin Jiuxiao was like an ant trying to shake a tree.

Yin Jiuxiao’s lips curved. With one smooth motion, his fingers squeezed directly into the fragile, narrow opening of the delicate flower core. Then, despite Rong Jin’s crumbling resistance, his fingers rotated, toying with and crushing the tender slit in the flower core. The first time he ravaged Rong Jin, the younger man had screamed again and again, but now his cries were different. This time his voice contained more pleasure than pain.

After a little while he felt the flower begin to spurt a torrent of… some kind of extremely slippery, viscous, lust-filled fluid, which was strikingly different in consistency from the hot spring water. Rong Jin’s body immediately spasmed several times, and his cock, which was constantly played with, soon reached a climax as well. Milky white semen shot into the spring. The traces quickly disappeared.

Rong Jin’s vision went white, and after a while his breathing gradually calmed. His weakened, satiated body fell back, but he was leaning against Yin Jiuxiao’s muscled chest. And Yin Jiuxiao’s cock, with its monstrous size, was nestled between Rong Jin’s snow-white, rounded buttocks and ready to move.

The corners of the man’s mouth lifted in a lascivious, ferocious smile. He stared at Rong Jin’s back, which was constantly moving with his breath. In a hoarse and gloomy voice, Yin Jiuxiao said:

“I’m going to fuck you until you die.”

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The author has something to say:

Ah, I’m so tired. I wrote a lot of weird stuff today…. ＝_____＝ Is the pacing of my smut too slow? To be honest, I like slow foreplay like this….

TL Notes:

(Part 2) – This is from the original chapter name. I didn’t split up anything

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