The Ger's Contract Marriage [BL] Chapter 278: Jian x Yang: Spirited — R18

Xuan Yang’s dark eyes glistened, driving Jian to the edge. The vulnerability in them was new and exciting.

It was ti.

"Uhmmm," Xuan Yang groaned, fighting to keep their eye contact during the onslaught of thrusts. Jian had begun to piston with force. And another layer of pleasure and strange sensations washed over Xuan Yang.

*Thump

*Thud

*Thump

*Thunk

*Thump

The room was filled with the unrestrained sounds of flesh eting flesh, an intimate song that left Xu Feng, the curious voyeur locked on the scene.

Every ti Xuan Jian and Xuan Yang had sex, Xu Feng always and would forever wonder where their stamina ca from. Even with all the information he was now privy to. It was sothing else watching them in action.

The two unclothed bodies, glistening with sweat moved in a new faster rhythm.

The picture was beautiful, the rging of colors making one’s throat dry. The dance continued for what seed like forever.

The look in Xuan Yang’s eyes as a burst of heat entered his rose bud was stunning, spectacular, awe-inspiring.

The dual release was beautiful, cathartic. A dance of seed and warm bodies.

But the dance didn’t end there. The two players would readjust then continue their lewd dance.

Xu Feng’s eyes had long grown heavy as he watched the two n play themselves silly.

Too much stamina.

Way too much stamina.

He was lucky his libido seed to be under control. The small play from the morning had strangely tided him over. He wasn’t aware of the scent he was giving off, egging the two n just ahead of him on, but that wasn’t his problem. Right?

Slowly he drifted off to sleep as his two lovers continued their never ending battle. A stunning battle like an art piece in a museum, but live action.

Xu Feng grinned as he curled up on the floor. The matt was comfortable, his blanket warm, the sounds of his lovers were like white noise. He wasn’t sleeping alone, and that was nice.

No zombies here, just sex crazed n who were also cultivators and demon beast...all was well.

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Silk tapestries hung along the walls, showcasing traditional Donghua motifs in rich hues of red, gold, and black. These vibrant fabrics depicted scenes of nature, with majestic mountains, serene rivers, and lush forests, all capturing the tiless beauty of the Donghua landscape.

Xu Feng’s mind was foggy as he tried to figure out where he was. ’Donghua for sure. This wasn’t Dongn.’

That thought relaxed him as his groggy mind battled to get so more rest.

The furniture in the room was ticulously chosen, reflecting Xu Feng’s own discerning sense of style. Dark wooden cabinets and chests were adorned with intricate brass fittings, showcasing both form and function. The wooden chairs and tables bore elegant carvings and smooth, polished surfaces, inviting one to relax in their tiless charm.

A large, ornate wooden screen stood in one corner of the room, its delicate lattice work allowing glimpses of the tranquil courtyard beyond. The courtyard itself was a hidden gem, a miniature oasis with carefully tended trees and an assortnt of fragrant flowers that perfud the air.

Then a familiar scent assaulted Xu Feng driving him back to a more relaxed state even as his body tried to go on full alert.

The scent of Xuan Jian enveloped him like a comforting embrace. It was a unique and inviting aroma that seed to cradle him in a tranquil cocoon.

An alluring blend of sandalwood and fresh mountain air. The warm, woody notes of sandalwood whispered of calmness and depth, a soothing presence that wrapped around Xu Feng like a protective shield. It carried a sense of grounding, as if Xuan Jian himself were an anchor in the tumultuous sea of Xu Feng’s thoughts.

Intermingled with the sandalwood was the faintest hint of fresh mountain air, a touch of crispness and vitality.

This subtle undertone added a breath of life to the comforting scent, like a gentle breeze rustling through the leaves of a serene forest.

As Xu Feng’s senses succumbed to sleep, he found solace in the fragrance that surrounded him. In that mont, it was a scent that lulled him into a peaceful slumber, safe and protected in the arms of the one who had co to an so much to him.

The scent of his lover was beyond calming.

In the quiet embrace of the room, Xu Feng felt the warmth of Xuan Jian’s arms around him. He was still bundled in his blankets, but he was no longer lying on the mat on the floor.

Instead, he sensed the gentle sway of movent, and as he stretched out his neck, he realized that they were now resting on a smaller bed, different from his grand King sized one.

This bed was a masterpiece in its own right, with a headboard crafted from richly lacquered wood, adorned with intricate motifs and gilded accents that spoke of opulence.

Soft silk bedding in shades of crimson and gold adorned the mattress, promising a night of luxurious comfort, better than the bed in Donghua. His senses began to dull once again.

In this lavish bed lay a cleaned up Xuan Yang, redressed in new clothes, warm and tucked in for the night.

Even Xuan Jian, who held Xu Feng in his protective embrace, slled freshly bathed and clean. They had evidently paused at so point to refresh themselves, and now, it was ti to rest and recover.

Xu Feng glanced out the window with little strength, once more, taking in the absence of light. It was the ti of night or perhaps early evening.

He felt snug and secure, enveloped in the nest of the bed. As he continued to contemplate the excellence of the room, he realized it exuded an air of tiless elegance.

It was a seamless blend of classical Donghua aesthetics and his own unmistakable influence. The room was proof of the unique character of this world, and also his amazing talent.

’Maybe I should be an interior designer,’ Xu Feng pondered with a small smile trying to grace his sleepy face. ’There are a lot of rich people in the capital. It’s definitely a money making venture...’

A soft peck graced his forehead, turning off his brain.

With a sense of contentnt, Xu Feng allowed himself to drift into a deeper sleep, one that he had no intention of resisting.