Arc.
1.22
The Wicked Child of the Stepmother
As soon as he heard those words, Xie Yanjing leaned down to softly kiss Nian Zhen’s delicate lips, savoring their sweetness and tender taste.
Xie Yanjing, a man of insatiable desires, had come to realize just how much he cherished Xiao Zhen.
Knowing this, he couldn’t bear the thought of seeing Xiao Zhen with anyone else.
He’d done everything in his power to keep Nian Zhen in his grasp.
Little did Nian Zhen know, Xie Yanjing had deliberately nurtured him to become spoiled—adjusting his small habits to love comfort even more, making him think of him in moments of happiness, indulging his every whim, and fulfilling his unspoken desires.
The results were clear: in the end, he willingly and effortlessly offered himself into his embrace.
He had longed to do this for so long—to devour Xiao Zhen, to possess him, to affirm that Xiao Zhen was under him, utterly his.
He yearned to merge them into one, to connect deeply and intimately in both body and soul, leaving no space between them.
He wanted to make this person entirely his own—everything about Xiao Zhen belonging solely to him.
The heated lips pressed forward, a thick tongue slipping in to entwine with the slender, willingly parted mouth of Xiao Zhen.
Their warm breaths intermingled, creating heavy, ragged sounds.
The noise of lips sucking and tongues tangling filled the quiet, cool room, accompanied by the wet exchange of fluids between them, driven by a ravenous hunger.
The sounds echoed in the silence of the room, the cool temperature surrounding them, alternating with the soft moans of Xiao Zhen.
The white shirt slipped off, one button at a time, slowly revealing the soft, fair skin beneath.
Nian Zhen’s chest rose and fell in heavy breaths as his shirt was finally tossed to the edge of the bed.
His hands moved to help unbutton Xie Yanjing’s black shirt, fingers grazing over the firm muscles of Yanjing’s toned abdomen that tensed slightly at each touch.
Xie Yanjing’s strong hand grasped the small, playful hand before removing his own shirt, leaving both of them bare from the waist up.
Even without words, Nian Zhen could tell just how hot Xie Yanjing looked in this moment.
With the physique of a model of the young man, he leaned over Nian Zhen, creating a sense of rising heat and intensity between them.
His deep, dark eyes seemed to hold a powerful desire to fully consume him.
With delicate fingers, Nian Zhen unzipped his own pants as well as Xie Yanjing’s black slacks.
The sound of fabric peeling away from his body tantalized the senses, arousing anticipation throughout, until they reached the final checkpoint, completely undressing.
Nian Zhen’s face was flushed with a deep crimson, and it wasn’t just his face but his entire body.
Though he felt a surge of shyness and an impulse to cover himself, he couldn’t look away from Xie Yanjing’s striking form.
His gaze flickered briefly downward, and his eyes widened in slight shock—a sight that, even through the haze, brought a rush of clarity.
That reaction was undeniably appealing in Xie Yanjing’s eyes.
Big Brother…
isn’t that a little too much?
Is it really going to fit?
The thoughts looped in his mind, bringing to life every bit of theory he’d ever read.
Xie Yanjing smiled and gently lifted Nian Zhen’s chin, planting soft kisses across his smooth, delicate face, moving slowly down to his neck.
His warm hands traced gently over Nian Zhen’s body as he placed tender kisses down to his light pink chest.
Nian Zhen felt his heart flutter, unable to meet Xie Yanjing’s intense gaze, yet he allowed Xie Yanjing to follow his heart’s desire while his body trembled with aroused feelings.
He saw the bridge of his prominent nose pressed close to his collarbone, before red lips kissed his areola.
The color of his lips and his fair skin contrasted, as well as the lovely pink areola.
The sight caused Nian Zhen to feel a tingling sensation in his midsection.
Xie Yanjing used his warm lips press gently against Nian Zhen’s peak chest, the wet touch made the person being pressed down flinch and let out a small moan.
He alternated his attention with gentle care, his strong hands tracing lightly over the provocative body, causing Nian Zhen to twist his body in ecstasy, groaning in a sweet, trembling voice.
At this point, Nian Zhen felt even more drunk than before, his mind momentarily blurred and went blank, but there was an image of his brother’s part stuck in his mind that he couldn’t shake off, especially his slender legs, he felt something stabbing at them.
Xie Yanjing’s warm and gentle gestures brought a tingling, heady sensation that left Nian Zhen momentarily breathless.
His touches alternated between each side with quiet intent, creating a sense of vulnerability and tension that made Nian Zhen instinctively arch and respond, his voice softening in the process.
By this point, he felt an even greater wave of light-headedness, his mind slipping into a daze where his thoughts became hazy.
But he couldn’t shake the vivid impression of his older brother’s presence—especially the weight of the closeness lingering beside him.
As Xie Yanjing felt content after lingering on Nian Zhen’s chest, he traced a slow path downward, savoring each moment with an unhurried and deliberate approach.
When he reached the hollow of Nian Zhen’s navel, a faint warmth swept over, and the gentle touch made Nian Zhen’s breath catch as his body tensed, his pulse racing in anticipation.
The intensity of it all left his gaze slightly misted.
Nian Zhen’s heightened sense of awareness had built gradually, and at Xie Yanjing’s touch, he responded instinctively, with a start.
Xie Yanjing’s large hands, with their long, slender fingers and well-caressed soft skin, slid up and down Nian Zhen’s body, eliciting involuntary moans.
Nian Zhen tossed and turned, tears streaming down their face.
Unexpectedly, Xie Yanjing leaned down and captured their lips in a kiss, swallowing their cries without hesitation.
The warm, moist sensation filled Nian Zhen with shock and arousal, causing them to cry out.
Soon, they reached their climax.
“Ah,ahh!!”
After realizing what had happened, Nian Zhen was overcome with surprise and worry, pushing at Xie Yanjing’s shoulder with a flustered expression.
Oh no…
How could I accidentally release it into my brother’s mouth?
Xie Yanjing raised his head and spit out a white liquid.
His thick tongue licked his lips.
Nian Zhen was stunned by the sight in front of him.
He had never seen his brother like this before, so he could only open his mouth wide and speechless.
Xie Yanjing had a satisfied expression.
He deliberately used his eyes filled with emotion to look at Nian Zhen’s face filled with various emotions.
His black eyes grew darker and darker.
Then he leaned down and kissed Nian Zhen again, letting him taste the fishy taste in his mouth.
His thick hand reached out to grab the slender hand that was on his shoulder, and touched his own private part that had not yet been released.
“Xiao Zhen…”
Xie Yanjing’s voice was hoarse as he held Nian Zhen’s hand, who shyly tried to pull away after touching that part of him.
“Xiao Zhen, can you do it for me too?”
The words were whispered close to his ear, a hint of pleading hidden within, as if intentionally tempting him to follow his wishes.
In the end, Nian Zhen fell easily into that trap.
He let Xie Yanjing lie down beside him, then rose up himself, his slender hand reaching out to touch him, cheeks flushed deeply.
Though he didn’t dare to gaze for long, he couldn’t help but be drawn back for another look.
Xie Yanjing’s form was strikingly well-proportioned, smooth from base to tip, especially the tip, which was a jagged plate that was now dripping with white liquid.
His length bore a slight firmness, with veins lightly visible along its surface.
Even with Nian Zhen’s hands around it, part of it extended visibly.
Nian Zhen swallowed, glancing between his own fair hands and the deep tone of the one he held, then looked up to see Xie Yanjing waiting, eyes half-closed in anticipation.
Gently, he started to move his soft hand, focusing particularly on the end and the area beneath, his touch circling rhythmically.
A low sound escaped Xie Yanjing’s lips, encouraging Nian Zhen to lean closer, though he felt a bit uncertain, extending his pink tongue for a tentative touch.
It was his first time doing this, so he looked up to check Xie Yanjing’s reaction.
So what Xie Yanjing saw was Xiao Zhen teasing him, testing his patience hard.
Gritting his teeth slightly, his gaze deepened.
When Nian Zhen carefully covered it with his lips, he started moving his small tongue back and forth, shaking his head up and down.
However, Xie Yanjing’s form was very big.
Nian Zhen couldn’t do it for long before he ran out of strength.
His eyes were moist, and he looked at Xie Yanjing who had a satisfied expression, and he tried his best.
At first, he still couldn’t get used to it, but he would get the hang of it.
Big brother, you’re quite a lot for me to handle.
I… wonder if my jaw will be alright.
Xie Yanjing looked at Nian Zhen who was shaking his head up and down between his legs, his eyes reflecting his affection.
His large hands stroked the young man’s hair as if to comfort him, and then he let him pull his head back.
“Xiao Zhen, you’re doing wonderfully. It feels amazing,” he praised softly.
He leaned down to give a gentle kiss before guiding Nian Zhen to turn over, positioning a pillow underneath to lift his hips slightly.
It was time to move things forward, though Nian Zhen’s body trembled with renewed shyness.
He buried his face in the pillow, not daring to look back at Xie Yanjing, whose warm breaths brushed against him.
Nian Zhen was a person with very fair skin.
When he lay on Xie Yanjing’s bed, which was decorated in dark black, his naked body looked even more alluring, making it impossible to look away.
The smooth back, the soft and fragrant skin, the slender waist, everything looked so beautiful that it was hard to describe it all.
No matter where Xie Yanjing looked, he felt fascinated by every part, memorizing each detail.
He began to press light, warm kisses from Nian Zhen’s rounded shoulder down his back, gradually reaching his lifted hips.
His strong hand pressed gently over the soft, round curves, filling his palm, and the sensation was so tender that he unconsciously applied a bit more pressure, leaving a faint, warm imprint on the fair skin beneath.
Nian Zhen bit his lip, feeling both shy and excited, but also felt very aroused.
When his face was buried in the pillow like this, he felt anticipation for what would happen next.
Moreover, he felt even more focused on the intimate touch.
Warm breaths brushed over his most sensitive spots, causing his body to tense and tremble.
Xie Yanjing offered soft, comforting kisses before gently parting the butt cheeks to reveal the closed sweet pink channel, making his throat feel dry.
Xie Yanjing’s gaze grew more intense as he swallowed hard, lowering his head, using the tip of his hot tongue to part the channel to explore inside.
Nian Zhen let out a muffled moan as his face was buried in a large soft pillow, his hips lifting up and down, showing signs of tingling and wriggling.
Xie Yanjing teased his channel until it was soaked in saliva.
He released again, unable to hold back.
Reaching for a prepared bottle of lubricant, Xie Yanjing applied it carefully, allowing his fingers to explore, first one, then two, and finally three, moving with the utmost care.
As he felt the subtle response, he paused, ensuring the space was prepared, then lightly applied the remaining gel along his own form, maintaining a steady, considerate pace.
He turned Nian Zhen gently onto his back once more.
Nian Zhen bit his lip and parted his legs, watching as Xie Yanjing slowly guided himself forward.
The newness of the sensation overwhelmed Nian Zhen, bringing tears to his eyes, as even with careful preparation, there was an undeniable intensity.
His big brother’s size was no joke.
Thrust!!
With a steady motion, he continued until fully embraced.
Xie Yanjing clenched his jaw slightly, feeling Nian Zhen’s body instinctively adjust around him.
Once Nian Zhen was more comfortable, he began to move with care.
“Ah, ah, ah.”
Nian Zhen’s breath hitched with each touch to his sensitive core.
His wide, warm brown eyes grew misty, and his lips parted with soft sounds of surprise and pleasure.
What began as a feeling of discomfort quickly shifted into an almost electric thrill, spreading warmth and leaving his whole body tingling.
Especially in that sensitive spot, Nian Zhen felt the rhythm intensify, with Xie Yanjing never ceasing his gentle touches, even as he moved in and out.
The sound of their movements was punctuated by Nian Zhen’s soft cries and Xie Yanjing’s low, husky breaths.
Nian Zhen felt as though every inch of him was being carefully, deeply cherished, his senses heightened with each touch.
Xie Yanjing’s movements continued without pause, gradually growing more intense.
Nian Zhen’s voice grew hoarse with each whispered sound, his lips caught in tender kisses that sent his thoughts spinning.
By morning, Nian Zhen awoke in Xie Yanjing’s arms, now dressed in one of his oversized pajamas.
He noticed that his body felt refreshed, no discomfort lingering, as his big brother must have helped him freshen up.
Moreover, his part didn’t feel much pain.
His brother must have applied a soothing balm.
Last night, Nian Zhen had begged for mercy until his voice was hoarse.
Xie Yanjing hadn’t stopped moving at all.
He was carried around the room by Xie Yanjing.
What began as drowsy bliss turned into clarity as he realized how scary someone who had been holding back for so long could be.
From now on, Nian Zhen would need to behave himself for a while.
Now that Xie Yanjing had tasted the real thing, with his skilled and assertive approach, Nian Zhen was certain he’d have his hands full.
When Nian Zhen woke up, he felt sore all over, but his hunger was what really got him up.
“Big Brother…”
He nudged Xie Yanjing softly to wake him up since his voice was hoarse.
He poked his brother’s cheek, intent on disturb him.
Wake up right now, Big Brother.
I’m starving—really, really hungry.
I’m hungry to death.
You put me through a lot yesterday, so I need to recharge.
Get up already, Brother.
If you don’t wake up, I’ll be a white lotus and cry and slander you for bullying me in front of everyone.
Better wake up unless you want me to.
Xie Yanjing finally woke up to Nian Zhen’s playful murmuring in his arms.
The young man lay there, full of mock annoyance, still poking his cheek even though he knew he was awake.
Hey, Big Brother, do you wake up handsome every day?
Is there ever a time when you don’t look this good?
“Big brother, I’m hungry.”
Fine, I’ll forgive you because you’re so handsome.
I have to admit, having such a good-looking husband is a treat.
Hearing Nian Zhen call him “husband” in his thoughts, Xie Yanjing couldn’t help but smile.
His eyes curved warmly as he looked at the person in his arms with nothing but affection.
He leaned down and planted a gentle kiss on Nian Zhen.
“Call me ‘husband’ out loud, and I’ll take you out to eat,” he said, giving Nian Zhen’s nose a light squeeze.
Hey, big brother.
I can get embarrassed too, you know.
I may have called you that in my head, but come on.
Well, I guess I should practice so it feels natural.
Husband…husband…husband…
[…] Just then, the system that had been monitoring his thoughts picked up on every word.
Xie Yanjing’s smile deepened.
He spoke again.
“Come on, I’m waiting to hear it.”
“H…Husband.”
Goodness, It’s so embarrassing.
Big Brother, if I didn’t love you this much, I’d never say it out loud.
Now, can we please eat?
And by the way, there’s no way I’m walking today—too sore for that.
I’m clinging to you like a baby monkey until I’m fully recovered.
Better get used to having me by your side!!
[…] The system registered an overwhelming flood of thoughts.
“…”
Xie Yanjing flicked Nian Zhen’s forehead lightly before lifting him up, carrying him like a little monkey whose feet wouldn’t touch the ground as they headed off to breakfast.