Venerable Demon King & The Doting Immortal (QT) novel Chapter 198

Chapter 198: NSFW (Evil smile)

That night, after a rainstorm, Peng Xiu had fallen in the garden and, covered in mud, had conveniently asked to use the bathroom. She had approached Han Xin, who was engrossed in his laptop, and asked if she could use his bathroom. Without looking up, Han Xin replied with a definitive no.

Peng Xiu had then mentioned the leaking shower and the broken water heater in the other bathrooms. Han Xin still didn’t pay any attention to her. He wasn’t at all considerate of the fairer sex. Han Zhan had to intervene suggesting she took a shower with cold water or ask Butler Qing to heat water in a kettle and pour it into a bucket for her. Peng Xiu had glared at him before pleading with Han Xin again, who had simply reiterated Han Zhan’s words.

Now, Han Zhan realised that Peng Xiu had been trying to get closer to Han Xin through this ploy, but her plans had been thwarted. He turned to the butler, about to suggest heating some water when Han Xin interrupted. "You can use my bathroom upstairs," he said, much to everyone’s surprise.

Han Zhan, "..."

Butler Qing, "..."

The sun had definitely risen from the west. Even Han Zhan wasn’t allowed to his bathroom. He would have gotten the same treatment as Peng Xiu. His jaw dropped.

"Cousin," he began, but Xiang Yu cut him off.

"I can bath with cold water, it’s not a big deal," Xiang Yu said, but Han Xin’s stern gaze silenced him. Xiang Yu thought to himself, who is he showing that bad face for?

He followed Han Xin upstairs to his bedroom. His mind couldn’t help but imagine Han Xin pressing him on the bed and kissing him till he was out of breath.

Han Xin had no idea of his thoughts. He pushed his bedroom door open and walked in. He opened the bathroom door revealing a pristine space. "The bath towel is clean and you can use the things in here as you see fit... Take your time," he said, his voice softer now.

Xiang Yu nodded, stepping inside and closing the door behind him. He leaned against the cool tiles, trying to steady his racing thoughts. Damn, he felt like bait on a fishing line just waiting to be eaten. Shaking off his thoughts he took off his clothes.

The hot water cascaded down his sculpted body, steam filling the bathroom as he stood under the showerhead, his dark eyes closed in blissful relaxation. The droplets trailed down his muscular chest, tracing the contours of his abs and the intricate tattoos that snaked around his biceps, before disappearing down the drain. His breath was steady, but his mind was far from calm.

He couldn’t shake the memories he had shared with Han Xin. Usually, he tried to suppress these memories, but it was getting harder and harder the more time he spent with Han Xin. This was further exacerbated by the fact that he was in Han Xin’s space.

"Fuck," Xiang Yu whispered, his voice hoarse with need. "I want you so damn bad." _{freewebnoveℓ.com}

His fingers tightened around his shaft, and he imagined Han Xin’s lips wrapped around him, sucking and teasing. Xiang Yu’s hips thrust forward involuntarily, his body craving the sensation of being deep inside Han Xin’s warm mouth.

The sound of his own ragged breathing filled the bathroom as he lost himself in the fantasy. He pictured Han Xin on his knees, looking up at him with those expressive eyes, now dark with desire. Xiang Yu’s hand moved faster, his thumb brushing over the sensitive head of his cock, mimicking the wet strokes of a passionate blowjob.

The memory of Han Xin’s groans as he climaxed pushed Xiang Yu closer to the edge. His balls tightened, and his breathing became more rapid. He could feel the climax building, a coil of pleasure deep in his groin.

His fingers worked feverishly, and he imagined Han Xin’s eyes fluttering shut as he swallowed his release, the sight pushing Xiang Yu over the precipice. With a loud groan, he came, his cum shooting out in hot jets, splashing against the shower wall and mixing with the water.

Xiang Yu’s legs trembled as the orgasm washed over him, his body trembling with the aftermath. While he was basking in the intense feeling, there was a soft knock on the door. "Xiang Yu," came Han Xin’s voice.

Xiang Yu, "???" Fuck, fuck, fuck!