Prince and His Fool

Chapter 46: Tender Loving Care

Though he yearned for this sensual dream to continue, he didn't want it done on the counter. It was his first time having such vivid live action in a spring dream and he would rather it take place on a bed like an old fashioned ancient being. 'It's not that I am not adventurous but fuck, who would want their chastity taken away in such a crude manner,' he pondered attempting to get off the counter.

A disappointment look was all over Wu Yange's face but it was replaced by pure amusement when he heard Rong Zian say, "I think it would be best if we umm..do it on the bed?" in such a low bashful voice as though shy. He couldn't figure what he being shy about, they been entangled with each countless times but now he was behaving as though it was their first time.

Unable to resist the urge to tease his lover, he whispered in his ear in such a deep captivating voice, "Anywhere you like it, baby, I will give to you,"

"Oh shit! How can you be this corny," replied Rong Zian but he didn't manage to finish his sentence when he was hauled up and carried by Wu Yange like a sack of potatoes. The method of carrying hadn't changed, since the day he met Wu Yange he had been carried in the same way three times making this the fourth. He could only sigh as the perverted boyfriend of his groped his butt carrying him to the bedroom.

Rong Zian was placed on the bed as soon as they entered the room and with no further delay, he was pressed down by the frisky beast Wu Yange. As their scolding hot lips made contact, Rong Zian instinctively closed his eyes allowing himself to drown in the sea of pleasure with no forbearance. Wu Yange felt the man below him relax in total submission, pleased he deepened the kiss while his fiendish hands found their way inside Rong Zian's t-shirt. He skillfully caressed his lover's smooth skin as his own member rose in approval.

His lover shuddered to Wu Yange's gentle touch with an involuntary moan struggling to escape his pinned lips. A satisfied Wu Yange parted from Rong Zian's lips and removed the annoying fabric hindering him from glimpsing upon his boyfriend's tempting body. His attention was grasped by the glimmering taut pinkish skin calling out to him. With his moist tongue, he traced every inch of his lover's chest before getting hold of the pink pearls already standing in attention as though they were craving for tender loving care.

When Wu Yange's tongue first touched a scared chest which no one had ever meddled with including himself, his first instinct was to reject but his defence immediately collapsed as an overwhelming wave of pleasure electrified his mind in an instant daze. He let out an intoxicating groan arching his lower back as though begging for more.

Wu Yange didn't disappoint, he complied with his stray hand rubbing against the pulsing bulge on his sweetheart's lower body. At his touch, Rong Zian ran his finger through Wu Yange's hair and drew him closer to his neck welcoming that familiar thrill causing his whole body to tingle. The constant stimulation on his bottom half was now unbearably hot, he desperately wanted to stroke it and alleviate the massive pressure. As though Wu Yange had read his boyfriend's mind, he eagerly undressed him till he lay bare in front of him. Wu Yange frantically unbuttoned his own shirt faced with his lover's stiffness eagerly twitching, awaiting his service.

Faced with Wu Yange's bare sturdy chest, Rong Zian couldn't help but swallow air as his eyes lingered on his rock hard abs. It was exactly as he had imagined and couldn't resist tracing his fingertips on alluring ridges. Confronted by such a sensual being, he desperately wanted to see all of him so he boldly unbuckled Wu Yange's belt and swiftly undressed him. With Wu Yange naked body in full view, he couldn't hold back his envy. The man had the body of an athlete flawless with not fault and the kind of male member that would make men sharpen their knives to be rid of him. 'Tsk, how can a man be this perfect,' he thought refraining himself from comparing.

Wu Yange didn't give him any free time to continue his thought process. The man lowered himself grabbing hold of Rong Zian's wrists with one hand and pinned them above his head while the other hand lingered all over his hot body seizing its action till it reached Rong Zian lower half. What happened next set off and a wave of successive groans escaping Rong Zian's parched throat, he had to applaud Wu Yange's skills. He was truly a master and knew exactly what to do but just as an upsurge of seventh heaven whirled up within Rong Zian, Wu Yange suddenly stopped and grabbed something from the pedestal on the bedside. A wide-eyed Rong Zian glared at him with a 'what the fuck' expression written on his face but before he could lodge a complaint, Wu Yange chuckled placing a cock ring on his lover's member.

"Let do it this way tonight, it's been a while since l spoilt you," said Wu Yange with a bewitching smile on his face. Rong Zian had no idea what that contraption on his member was and was not interesting in the details. He was just extremely disappointed as he lay back on the bed facing the ceiling. What transpired next replaced his discontent with terror, Wu Yange was fiddling with his never been touched before delicate flower. 'What the fuck,' he screamed in his head as he jolted up from the bed.

'Wait is this how guys do it with each other?' he questioned himself faced with Wu Yange's amused expression, 'No way! That's not happening,' he thought to himself. Before he could let out a single word in protest, Wu Yange pulled his legs apart which he had instinctively closed. "What you getting shy for?" he said in a mocking tone and resumed his actions.