Alright, Dominic Vance admitted he was a beast, or perhaps even worse than a beast.
Slipping into the spacious bathtub filled with warm water, his bare flesh brushing against Lucien Sinclair's soft, smooth skin, Dominic's resting member immediately swelled, clamoring to feast once again. Dominic breathed heavily, not knowing what kind of special perfume or body wash Lucien usually used, but there was a faint, lingering fragrance on the young man, a delicate and sweet scent that was incredibly enticing.
Earlier, when making love on the bed in such high spirits, lust had clouded his reason so he had not paid close attention. At this moment, in the enclosed space of the bathroom mingled with the hazy steam, Dominic only needed to lower his head slightly for his entire nasal cavity to be instantly filled with that intoxicating scent. That fragrance intertwined with the faint, lingering scent of their recent intimacy, so seductive and stimulating to his senses that he could not help but swallow hard, his Adam's apple bobbing.
Dominic lazily leaned back against the edge of the tub, adjusting his posture so that Lucien could obediently lie on his sturdy chest. The young man had his eyes tightly shut, sleeping soundly, his small face pressed close to the crook of Dominic's neck, his chest rising and falling evenly without any restless movements. Or perhaps it was because the passionate lovemaking just now had completely drained Lucien's stamina, making Lucien so overwhelmingly exhausted that even being picked up, moved, and placed directly into this submerged pool of water showed no signs of waking the youth up.
Yet, even though Lucien's consciousness had sunk deep into slumber, Lucien's body, under the lingering effects of passion, reacted with extreme sensitivity. Just a light touch from Dominic's fingertips, a gentle caress along the slender waist or the soft inner thighs of Lucien, and that slightly swollen, red mouth would instinctively let out unconscious, whimpering moans in broken, breathy gasps.
Those humming moans echoing in this quiet space were truly more formidable than the seductive, bewitching sounds of the legendary succubi that drained a man's very soul.
Dominic closed his eyes, having to take several deep breaths to suppress the raging fire of desire burning in his lower abdomen, constantly reminding himself to stay calm, that he absolutely could not continue committing such beastly acts with someone who had passed out like this.
Although he had never truly experienced the feeling of complete satisfaction when sleeping with Miles Sinclair in the past, Dominic was also a careful person who had read materials and learned about the aftercare required for a partner following intimacy.
He remembered very clearly the documents stating that after releasing inside someone, one must clean up and remove all the lingering essence left within the body, otherwise, the receiving partner would definitely suffer from infections, severe abdominal pain, and high fevers the next day. Thus, Dominic had to restrain himself, his large, slightly clumsy hand slowly groping along the cleft downward, genuinely wanting to help clean up and scoop out all the thick fluid from within those inner walls for Lucien.
But the moment his finger touched the opening, he immediately realized that this hidden entrance was a sheer masterpiece born to entice men.
No, it would be more accurate to say that there were two mouths on Lucien's body, each possessing a lethal charm that could easily make someone lose control and go entirely mad.
The damp, intimate opening below, upon being invaded, immediately clamped down tightly on his long, thick finger. Every muscle within gently squeezed in a rhythmic tempo, the soft, scalding walls constantly sucking tight, gripping the digit without letting go. At the same time, the slightly swollen, red lips above parted and lifted into a faint pout, every panting breath carrying a whimpering moan that snatched at his very soul.
It was clear that Lucien was so tired that he had fainted, yet in Lucien's subconscious, the youth still obediently knew how to act coquettishly and call out his name.
Fuck.
Dominic cursed softly, a low, muffled sound caught in his throat.
Fine then, his reasoning officially snapped. Anyway, roughly taking someone to the point of passing out on the bed would get him scolded as a beast regardless. Since he already had the reputation of a beast, he might as well act the part completely... right? At worst, he would just make it up to Lucien tomorrow.
Consequently, the two rough fingers that originally had good intentions of gently coaxing the seed out of Lucien's body abruptly changed their angle. Without any warning, he thrust them forcefully deep inside, earning in return a hasty, tight clench accompanied by a soft, pitiful whimper from the young man.
Dominic lifted Lucien's chin, affectionately capturing those plump red lips, deeply and restlessly sucking and biting on them, while his two fingers, buried deep below, began to playfully spread the entrance slightly wider.
The tight opening parted, allowing the warm bathwater to be pushed in. The sensation of the fingers slipping in and out, pressing against sensitive points, combined with the warm water flooding inside, made Lucien's entire body tremble.
He slowly opened his eyes, his mind not yet fully awake. Lucien merely felt his aching body being enveloped by the warm water, all his pores expanding in pure comfort.
It was just that down below... something did not feel quite right, did it?
Lucien twitched, his eyes flying wide open. The first thing that caught his sight was Dominic's face hovering incredibly close. Startled, Lucien parted his lips, acting as nothing less than an open door of invitation, allowing the man's tongue to invade, capturing his own tongue in a deeply entwined kiss.
Even though Lucien had previously been pinned down and aggressively taken by Dominic twice, in truth, the two of them had never kissed on the lips. To be precise, Dominic had not kissed him, and Lucien had not paid much attention to this matter either.
Lucien's romantic experience was practically zero; his first time in bed had involved being pinned down and plowed to the point of mindless, tongue-lolling pleasure, leaving no mental capacity to even think about something like kissing.
Now, having his lips sucked on by Dominic, their tongues engaging in an endless, passionate dance, Lucien finally realized that kissing could actually feel this incredibly good!
Furthermore, the tight little opening below was also being meticulously tended to by the man's two fingers. Both of his mouths were being thoroughly fed to satisfaction, causing Lucien's eyes to glaze over with a misty haze in an instant.
His lower entrance felt an unbearable itch, ceaselessly sucking on the man's fingers.
Meanwhile, Dominic's kiss also trailed down to his neck, leaving behind several fiery red marks. His lips were granted freedom, but Lucien still did not utter a single word of rejection to the man; instead, he simply parted his mouth and moaned.
It was obvious that just earlier, he had been done to the point where he thought he was at death's door, his entrance completely numb, his waist and abdomen stinging from the deep thrusts. And yet, at this moment, all those uncomfortable sensations had completely vanished. His entire body plunged right back into a state of arousal, the opening down below sucking vigorously on Dominic's two fingers.
Lucien's hips swayed slightly a few times, as if inviting something much larger to enter his body.
Dominic enthusiastically continued to stretch Lucien open, even though it was somewhat pointless. That entrance had already been played with until it was utterly soft and yielding, easily capable of receiving the man's massive member, so what need was there to stretch it any further? It was simply that Dominic wanted to use his fingers to tease and toy with Lucien for a little while.
He buried his face in Lucien's neck, taking a deep breath. His nostrils were once again enchanted by that delicate, lightly sweet fragrance, which directly stimulated his senses and transformed into a surge of hot energy shooting straight down to his groin.
It was far more potent than any aphrodisiac.
Suddenly, Dominic felt a wave of frustration build up, and he opened his mouth to bite down right on the crook of Lucien's neck.
"Ah... that hurts!"
Lucien's voice remained endlessly whiny and coquettish just like that. Dominic listened to it until he could no longer hold back; he lifted one of Lucien's legs, resting it on the edge of the bathtub, and then thrust his thick member straight into that eager, hungry opening.
"Ah... mm... slow, slow down... the water is getting in... hic... it feels so, so strange..."