Rest In A Demon’s Embrace Chapter 142 - Memories

Luo Xiao was not aware that Jiang Yao had, in fact, never seen him naked before. Although there had been occasions where Jiang Yao had seen so of his skin, this was the first ti that the younger male had shown his entire body to the demon prince.

Jiang Yao had taken a few glances at the attractive and alluring body in front of him before he looked away and wrapped him up in a towel. He understood himself, and while he usually prided himself with having great self-control, sohow, there were signs of his determination breaking down while looking at the bare skin in front of him.

The two were lying on the bed, snuggled close to one another. Their bodies were so close that both of them felt an electric current surge through their bodies as they touched one another. Although Luo Xiao was now covered in a towel, and Jiang Yao was wearing an inner robe, the feelings they experienced did not diminish.

Their eyes were locked in a lingering gaze that confused them both. A mist appeared in Luo Xiao's eyes, blurring his focus, and making him feel as if he could no longer think straight.

Jiang Yao was also confused. The scent of Luo Xiao was wrapped around him, and with every breath he took, the familiar scent was inhaled deeply into his lungs.

His eyes began to beco deeper and darker; an unknown fire had ignited within, threatening to swallow up the one lying in his arms.

However, while Jiang Yao's body was responding, and clamoring for him to make a move, there was still a semblance of rationality left within his mind.

His Xiaoxiao was still young. He was inexperienced with being in a relationship, and he deserved the best that the world could offer.

Luo Xiao had to feel pampered, loved and adored. He had to know how special he was, and while there was nothing wrong with the room they had currently rented, it was just not what Jiang Yao would consider a morable place for their first ti to lt together.

Jiang Yao broke their eye contact, released a despaired sigh, as he felt the changes in his body, then he slowly lowered his head and pressed his lips to Luo Xiao's forehead.

"Let's sleep." His gentle voice was like magic that entered Luo Xiao's mind. Entranced by the beauty of the demon prince, Luo Xiao chanically nodded his head before he closed his eyes.

He moved his head closer to Jiang Yao's chest, placing it on a familiar place, just above his chest, where he settled. The familiar sound of the beating heart was enough to bring peace to Luo Xiao, and allowed him a night of peaceful rest.

However, while Luo Xiao was sleeping peacefully, this was not the case for Jiang Yao. His body was burning with desire as Luo Xiao had plastered their bodies so close to one another.

While he slept peacefully, he would fidget around from ti to ti, and each and every movent caused a sweet tornt to Jiang Yao.

It was fortunate that he had reached such a high rank as a cultivator, so even if he did not sleep, it did not affect his mind or body.

He had never felt this conflicted before, as he felt how the ti was passing painfully slow, but at the sa ti rushing by.

As the sun rose in the sky, Jiang Yao was unsure whether or not he was relieved or disappointed.

Although it was truly a challenge to his willpower, the feeling of holding Luo Xiao in his embrace was so addictive that he did not want to let go. The scent of his body, mixed with the scent of the herbs from his dicinal bath, was extrely intoxicating.

Throughout the night, Jiang Yao had been looking at the man in his arms. He had not looked away, and just spent the night admiring his attractive facial features.

Luo Xiao had always been beautiful. When they t each other the first ti, Jiang Yao had even suspected that he was a spirit, but after spending ti together, he knew that he was a human.

However, his beauty could always cause him to be entranced; the pure innocence that was displayed in his expression was such a sharp contrast to the dark world where Jiang Yao belonged.

Initially, Luo Xiao had been like a piece of white paper, but slowly colors had been sared onto it by Jiang Yao.

Luo Xiao had beco much more confident. He was now a stronger person, who believed in himself and his future. He dared to fight for those he held dear and what he believed in, and he even managed to find friends.

All these things had seed unbelievable to him when he first started traveling alongside Jiang Yao, but as ti had passed, he had grown.

He was like the frog at the bottom of a well, and now that he had seen how vast the blue sky was, he was spreading his wings and turning into a phoenix that would soar into the heavens above.

Jiang Yao had once thought that he had to protect Luo Xiao for the rest of their lives. Still, he had underestimated the determination and unbending will that the younger male possessed.

While waiting for Luo Xiao to wake up, Jiang Yao was lost in thoughts as he reminisced about their past mories. He, the seventh demon prince, was actually old when compared to mortals. Luo Xiao was not considered very old when comparing their ages, and the ti they had spent together was but a brief mont of his life.

However, this was also the only ti he had truly felt alive. It was as if his dead heart had been brought to life, and the dull world was finally starting to gain vibrant colors.