[H] Really Like You - RLY Chapter 5

Cheng Liang’s two fingers maliciously teased the walls of Duan Shen’s intestines, causing Duan Shen to furrow his brows, his face reddening even more.

The feeling of being toyed with wasn’t pleasant, and Duan Shen didn’t like the sensation of being the only one manipulated. His eyes flickered, and he suddenly smiled, his light-colored eyes shimmering enticingly like pools of water.

Cheng Liang caught a glimpse of his look and internally cursed, ‘Damn.’ The next second, a slightly warm hand was pressed against his lower abdomen.

The warmth was cool compared to the heat radiating from his body.

Cheng Liang’s eyes darkened, his voice hoarse with warning: “Let go.”

Duan Shen touched his lower abdomen, his fingertips teasingly slid to the tip of his member, casually poking a couple of times.

But this was akin to touching a tiger’s whisker; Cheng Liang exploded in an instant. The pent-up desire doubled back, burning away his rationality. Without a word, he grasped Duan Shen’s wrists, lifted them above his head, and after roughly dilating him a few times, he pushed himself in.

Duan Shen gasped in shock, his face turning instantly pale.

He stared blankly at the ceiling, his fingers deeply embedding into the leather of the sofa.

His whole body tensed up.

Cheng Liang paused his movements, took a deep breath, and regained a shred of rationality: “You still bring protection when going out?”

After a moment, Duan Shen seemed to hear his words. His reddened eyes turned towards Cheng Liang, his wet gaze fixated on him.

Breathing heavily, he said in a fragmented voice: “I’m too good-looking; I’m afraid of being forced.”

Cheng Liang: “?”

Duan Shen gave him a look: “Just like you’re doing now. If I didn’t have a condom, would you have gone in bare?”

Cheng Liang: “…”

Wasn’t he the one wronged here?

Cheng Liang snorted: “Am I troubling you by being with me?”

Duan Shen just hummed twice without speaking.

After a while, he twisted his brow and opened his mouth: “Move… move.”

Cheng Liang felt a bit morose.

What was this feeling of being used?

Sure enough, the next second: “I’m like this now; can you not do it? If not, let’s switch.”

Cheng Liang chuckled coldly, pressed down his legs, and entered fully in one swift motion.

The rough entry made a damp, ambiguous noise.

Duan Shen cried out uncontrollably, not even having recovered before being rapidly thrust into by Cheng Liang, pressing down on his waist.

“Ha… slow…” Duan Shen was broken into incomplete phrases, his voice drawing out enticingly. He struggled to grasp Cheng Liang’s shoulders, wanting to say something.

However, Cheng Liang didn’t give him the chance. Overwhelmed by desire, Cheng Liang relentlessly pounded into him.

He flipped him over into a doggy style position, thrusting so hard that Duan Shen nearly slid off, only to be pulled back again.

Duan Shen barely gathered some coherence, his words begging for a slower pace morphed instead into: “Facing, face… you chose to do it from behind, with this face?”

Cheng Liang regretted giving Duan Shen the chance to speak, and immediately thrust in forcefully.

Duan Shen’s waist collapsed, his neck flushed red and tense, arching back as a thin layer of sweat covered his body. The sweat slid along his toned waistline into the sofa.

He felt as if he was being impaled, quickly turning his head away and slightly opening his mouth, which then softened.

The two exchanged a wet kiss. Duan Shen’s breathing was labored, overwhelmed by pleasure and pain that came crashing down, unable to discern how he felt, only knowing his body was burning hot, wanting to cling to the person above him and step together into a deadly dawn.

Though it was their first time, the two were inexplicably compatible. Cheng Liang finally moved him face to face and entered again, eliciting a cat-like moan from him, then pressing down again, pushing his slender fingers into the couch.

Duan Shen’s waist was softened by the pounding, his body floating and sinking as his intestines tightened sharply. As he was about to release, he suddenly furrowed his brows and opened his lust-clouded eyes.

“Let… let me go.”

Cheng Liang’s fingers clamped around his member, pinching the tip to prevent Duan Shen from climaxing: “Want to come?”

Duan Shen, on the verge of cursing, scoffed: “Huh?”

Cheng Liang’s lips curved in a smile that was not quite a smile: “Answer me a question, and I’ll let you.”

Duan Shen thought Cheng Liang was inhuman, to still hold back under these circumstances.

But even so, he was still quite accommodating in bed: “What do you want to ask?”

Cheng Liang: “The Song Dynasty established a system where the ’Central Secretariat oversaw the civilians, the Military Affairs Commission controlled the army, and the Three Departments handled finances, each without knowledge of the others’. What does this reflect?”

Duan Shen: “?????”