Chapter 15

Mild NSFW

This tree was a camphor tree. Perhaps because camphor had insect-repellant property, there was not an ant or insect on it.

The Prime Minister leaned against the tree trunk, his hands grasped the Emperor’s shoulders with a bit of shyness, “What if the servants come?”

The Emperor came with certain expectations so he naturally made all preparations, he reassured the Prime Minister, “I already asked before coming here, the servants have taken care of everything in the morning, they won’t be coming back at night.”

The Prime Minister finally felt at ease.

Feeling the Emperor’s scorching eyes on him, the Prime Minister lowered his head, a layer of pink showed up on his face. The Emperor leaned in close, his breathing fell on the other person’s face as he slowly, innocently placed a kiss on those cheeks.

The Prime Minister’s voice was sweet as honey, “Your Majesty…” He slightly pushed the Emperor away with in a gesture of refusal, however, his other hand circled around the Emperor’s waist and buried his face into the other’s embrace.

In such an atmosphere, the Emperor began pouring out affectionate words without anyone’s prompting, he sighed, “It would have been great if your heart and mine were aligned since our youths.”

The Prime Minister rubbed his face on the Emperor’s chest, “It’s not too late now.”

The Emperor nodded, that was why he needed to treasure the present even more and made up for the years they’ve missed.

He pushed the Prime Minister against the tree and slipped his hand into the other person’s robe to rub his waist. His lips trailed down and licked the Prime Minister’s nape, heating up the smooth patch of skin and making it became even more irresistible.

The Prime Minister was licked until he got tickled and had to divert the Emperor’s attention, “Your Majesty, I also want…down there…”

As soon as the words fell, he pulled the robe open himself. Under the pale moonlight, a snowy white chest was revealed, colored by two pinkish beans.

How could the Emperor turn down the beauty’s request?

More than a year had passed yet this beautiful view still made his heart shaken. He caressed the Prime Minister’s areolas with his calloused thumb, making the whole person shudder.

The Prime Minister was told no one would come by and felt reassured to carry on as how he always did in the bedroom, he cried out in a low voice, “Your Majesty…right breast, my right breast also needs…”

The Emperor’s lower half had raised its head, but the foreplay needed to be done well. He had learned the skills to make the Prime Minister become aroused first.

The Prime Minister’s right breast was scraped rudely under his thumb, while his left breast was abandoned to stand up alone. The Emperor couldn’t bear to see this sight. He opened his mouth and bit down, the small nipple was nipped lightly and released, in exchange for a tongue pressing down and chasing it around.

After awhile, the Emperor moved on to sucking. The Prime Minister held up his breast as though he was breastfeeding the other person and tried to offer more, but not a drop could come out.

The Prime Minister suppressed the quivers in his voice, “That day…that day, Imperial Physician Zhang gave me a prescription that could make men produce milk…um…”

The Emperor was astonished, “Is it harmful to the body?”

The Prime Minister held the Emperor’s head and grabbed the roots of his hair, “It’s…it’s harmless.”

The Emperor was dazzled with joy, he raised his head and planted a kiss on the Prime Minister’s forehead with a “chu”, the happy look was no less than a man receiving the news of his wife getting pregnant.

The Prime Minister was in heat since earlier. His eyes clouded with a hazy mist.

The Emperor half pulled his trousers down, revealing the engorged junior crisscrossed with blue veins after clamoring inside for a long time.

He lifted the Prime Minister’s robe, intending to take off the underwear with his hand, only to meet with a slippery skin. The Prime Minister didn’t wear any underwear!

The Emperor asked a little dumbly, “Why didn’t you wear any?”

The Prime Minister lightly kicked the Emperor’s junior as he said angrily, “I was dragged out here by you after the shower. I originally planned to go straight to sleep.” The lazy Prime Minister thought if he went to bed like this, it would save him the time to take off his pants.

Although the Prime Minister was gentle and polite, he would still occasionally scold and kick the Emperor, especially in bed. But every time that happen, the Emperor would only become more aroused.

This time he even kicked that place directly, which only made the Emperor’s throat get even drier and thirstier…