Only after the initial pain, numbness, and swelling had passed did Chi Yu belatedly taste the metallic sweetness of fresh blood in Xie Xiyi's mouth. That made him even less willing to object.
His soft tongue was mercilessly drawn into Xie Xiyi's mouth and sucked on. From time to time, Xie Xiyi gripped his chin and changed angles to conquer more territory, so fierce, so ardent. Fortunately, cultivators could go without breathing for long periods, or Chi Yu would have feared being kissed to death by suffocation.
Chi Yu's Adam's apple bobbed incessantly as he swallowed the saliva Xie Xiyi seemed to be passing into his mouth with malicious intent. His mouth, throat, and stomach all ached and tingled from ingesting this venom, yet at a time like this, that little pain seemed to turn into an even more intense response.
A faint trace of desire stirred in Chi Yu's inexperienced body. Of course, the sensation was far weaker than Spiritual Communion, but physical contact fit more closely with Chi Yu's understanding, so it aroused him even more than Spiritual Communion did.
Realizing this, Chi Yu grew a little more frightened. He pressed his hands against Xie Xiyi's broad chest in a gesture of resistance, only for Xie Xiyi to notice and hold him tighter, his lips and tongue invading Chi Yu's mouth still further.
Even the depths of his throat were invaded and plundered.
Everywhere Xie Xiyi licked welled with a shudder-inducing ache, draining Chi Yu's strength to resist. Soon, Xie Xiyi caught his wrists, laid him down, and pinned them on either side of his face.
Dangerous. Chi Yu opened his misty Golden Eyes. Their corners had already flushed crimson, glistening with tears, making them especially captivating. "Senior Brother Xuanji..." His mouth was occupied; his tongue tried to