Chapter 122 – Extra 14

“Ahhhh, what did you say—”

“Why are you shouting? Do you want the neighbors to know there are two men in this room about to have sex?”

Luo Chenzhou was left speechless by the man’s bold and straightforward words, his face flushed red. He was straddling Caesar’s body, the man’s wide pelvis pressing painfully against his inner thighs. The air he breathed became thick, and his desire was growing rapidly, almost overwhelming his senses.

“…Having a one-night stand with a male student definitely makes you the most fashionable male professor in China.”

“Thanks for the compliment. I never give enough trust to strangers, so a brief, anonymous release of lust doesn’t appeal to me.”

“…”

“Would you have sex with someone you just met?”

“No, but…”

Damn it! In a way, the only interactions we had before class today were that ‘You look familiar’ at the entrance and ‘Who’s the class representative?’ in the classroom!!!

Does that mean we’re not in the ‘just met’ category?

Luo Chenzhou was stunned, while Caesar remained calm. The man nodded with satisfaction—

“That’s enough, sit down.”

Caesar closed his mouth, and from the curve of his lips, it seemed he intended to end the conversation. Luo Chenzhou felt something was off about this dialogue but couldn’t quite figure out what. After a moment of awkward silence, he realized that spreading his butt cheeks and sitting down was something only a true warrior with no bottom line would do.

Thinking this, he suddenly realized he still had some semblance of dignity left. The black-haired young man decided to cherish this hard-earned bit of self-respect. So, while Caesar wasn’t urging him on, he cautiously shifted his position, but this small movement led to unexpected consequences—Luo Chenzhou had only intended to ease the awkward situation and then discuss things calmly.

However, this tiny movement caused his already swollen and erect member to brush lightly against the man’s thin underwear. In the already tense and heated atmosphere, the two hard rods clashed like the swords of arrogant knights, creating an indescribable situation.

Luo Chenzhou froze.

Caesar froze too.

In Luo Chenzhou’s mind, only three words remained: “This is bad.”

But Caesar didn’t think anything. The man’s amber eyes darkened, giving the illusion of a golden hue. It was the same change Luo Chenzhou remembered from when Caesar, the boss of the Mediterranean, was aroused.

Just like a cat meows when hungry or a dog barks when hungry.

Caesar didn’t need to speak; his elegant demeanor was enough to let the world know he was ready to release.

The brief contact of their erections was more thrilling than direct rubbing. The sensitive tip brushed against the slightly damp fabric, and though the sensation was fleeting, it seemed to magnify endlessly in Luo Chenzhou’s mind. After a moment of stiffness, the black-haired young man jumped up like a startled cat, but before he could leap out of the bathtub, Caesar grabbed him and pulled him back into his control—

The next second, everything went dark, and a wave of dizziness followed. With the last splash of water in the bathtub, Luo Chenzhou’s bare back slammed against the edge of the tub. The rough handling left him dazed, and he grimaced as he rubbed his sore butt and back. Looking up, he saw Caesar swiftly remove his underwear and toss the black garment into the laundry basket. Then, without hesitation, the man grabbed Luo Chenzhou’s ankle resting on the edge of the tub with his large, rough hand—

The hot, calloused hand gripped the swollen area of Luo Chenzhou’s sprained ankle perfectly. He screamed in pain, almost crying, but the man seemed utterly indifferent and slapped the black-haired young man’s thigh: “Stop yelling. If we don’t treat this leg, you’ll be hospitalized in the first week of school.”

With that, the man let go and stood up from the cramped bathtub. As he stepped out, he remained expressionless, as if the fully erect member between his legs didn’t belong to him. He calmly accepted the intense gaze from the black-haired young man in the tub, who was still wiping snot and tears from his face, and walked around the bathroom naked under the orange light. He went to the sink, took out what looked like a spray bottle, a small roll of bandages, and even a pair of shiny scissors specifically for treating wounds.

While Caesar was holding these items and looking around, Luo Chenzhou was still staring at the man’s firm, well-shaped buttocks like a pervert. When Caesar finally found a chair by the sink and dragged it over to the bathtub, Luo Chenzhou couldn’t help but stare at the man’s fully erect member, which stood proudly like a beast emerging from the dense jungle, as if it was about to turn someone’s world upside down at any moment—

Caesar sat on the chair, grabbed Luo Chenzhou’s foot, and expertly sprayed the medicine before wrapping it with the bandage. As the man’s eyes focused on the task, swiftly and perfectly wrapping the yellowish bandage around Luo Chenzhou’s foot, Luo Chenzhou leaned against the edge of the bathtub in a half-sideways position, staring at Caesar’s high nose bridge in a daze.

Even the faint stubble on his chin seemed so sexy and full of life’s charm. Thinking this, Luo Chenzhou was about to say something to ease the tension when he sneezed, spraying snot, tears, and saliva onto the man’s arm.

When Caesar stopped his movements due to the strange liquid sprayed on his muscular arm and looked up at Luo Chenzhou’s face with his calm amber eyes, the latter couldn’t help but think of headlines like “[Male College Student Found Naked in High-end Apartment, Kidneys Missing, Suspect Possibly Foreign].”

Under Luo Chenzhou’s sincere gaze, Caesar snorted and turned on the shower.

Warm water poured down from above, rinsing his arm briefly. When the man retracted his hand, he didn’t turn off the shower. Luo Chenzhou, who had started to feel a bit cold, felt his blood flow again under the warm water. Through the shower and the water dripping from his hair, he watched as the man tied a neat sailor’s knot on the bandage, put his leg down, and stood up. Then, without letting the shower spray wet him, he carefully placed Luo Chenzhou’s foot on the chair—

Up to this point, everything was normal.

Even Caesar’s still-erect member, standing at the same height as Luo Chenzhou’s gaze, silently roaring at the black-haired young man, could be considered normal.

Luo Chenzhou watched as Caesar calmly pulled out a long strip of bandage, wrapped it around his foot twice, and then tied it firmly to the armrest of the chair—

By the time Luo Chenzhou realized something was off, the man smirked and moved the chair with his tied foot aside. Then, without Luo Chenzhou’s consent, he was sprawled out in the bathtub in a spread-eagle position. Caesar looked at him for a moment, then kindly folded a clean towel and placed it on the edge of the tub to cushion his head.

A gesture of “I might move too much later, so I don’t want you to hit your head.”

“Let me go,” Luo Chenzhou said through gritted teeth.

“I’ll let you go after we’re done,” Caesar replied bluntly.

Without giving Luo Chenzhou a chance to argue, he stepped back into the bathtub. The air seemed to grow more crowded as the man’s tall frame cast a shadow over Luo Chenzhou. The black-haired young man gasped, choking on a few drops of water. His swollen foot was tied to the heavy armrest, and his other foot, which had been free, was now grabbed by the man and wrapped around his waist, which had no trace of fat—

Caesar leaned down and bit Luo Chenzhou’s Adam’s apple. Feeling the shudder of shock from the man beneath him, he let out a low, pleased chuckle from deep in his throat. He lifted his head and placed a brief, almost illusory kiss on the corner of Luo Chenzhou’s cold lips. The man’s head slowly moved downward, and the hot water from the shower completely soaked his flaxen hair, which now clung to his cheeks in dark, soft curls.

When he breathed, the heat of his breath felt like it could burn someone to ashes.

He extended his tongue, defying his usual cold demeanor, and became enthusiastic and active. His slippery tongue moved from Luo Chenzhou’s chest to his lower body, and as the black-haired young man gasped, the man playfully sucked and bit, the lewd sounds of wetness seemingly amplified to fill the entire bathroom—

After what felt like an eternity, Caesar left Luo Chenzhou’s chest, where his nipples had become erect and red. His tongue remained on the young man’s skin, passing over his navel, and finally reached the most important part. As he used his long fingers to cradle one of Luo Chenzhou’s heavy testicles, he opened his lips and without hesitation took the other into his mouth.

“Mmm—”

Unable to swallow, a string of saliva slid down Luo Chenzhou’s chin. His lips parted slightly, letting out fragmented breaths that sounded like soft sobs. His lower body was burning hot, as if about to explode, and his tip wept clear fluid. When the man gently wiped it away with his thumb, Luo Chenzhou arched his back and unexpectedly released.

Some of the thick, milky white liquid landed on the man’s chin before he could move away.

Luo Chenzhou glanced at it but said nothing. He raised his hand and covered his eyes with the back of it. All light seemed to be blocked, and as he fell into darkness, his mind, relaxed after the release, also calmed down. The sound of the shower hitting his palm was itchy and tingling.

Silent, transparent liquid mixed with the water dripping from his hair flowed down from under his hand.

No one would have noticed.

But unexpectedly, the next second, Luo Chenzhou’s hand covering his eyes was roughly pulled away. The force made him sit up halfway, and just as he opened his eyes in surprise, his breath was completely taken away by the familiar, domineering presence. As the man brutally bit his lips, he thrust into Luo Chenzhou’s body without warning.

Cries of pain and moans, memories that couldn’t be erased, and the joy of meeting again—they were like primitive beasts fiercely entwined, neither willing to back down or admit defeat. Both tasted blood on their tongues, but they didn’t stop. Between their heavy breaths, it seemed as if they wanted to devour each other whole!

The black-haired young man clung to the man’s neck, the hard, heated rod thrusting into him making him let out incoherent moans. The sound of their bodies slapping together—in the midst of such fierce assault and plunder, it was as if he had grabbed onto the last piece of driftwood in an endless ocean. He closed his eyes, enduring the tearing pain of the forced entry and the burning heat that seemed to consume him from within. The man accurately found the soft spot inside him that excited him the most and launched a brutal attack!

The rough pad of the man’s thumb pressed against Luo Chenzhou’s reddened eye corner. The man’s large hand, which seemed to control everything in the world, roughly kneaded his back. The pale skin with the indigo tattoo was rubbed red and hot, a flush of blood showing through the white skin. Luo Chenzhou felt like his back was about to be scraped raw by the forceful kneading—

At this moment, the man snorted in his ear, and the hand on Luo Chenzhou’s back moved away. Caesar reached out of the bathtub, and with a screech of metal against tile, he easily dragged the heavy armchair over. Without even looking, he deftly untied the knot he had made earlier. When Luo Chenzhou’s foot was finally free, still with the man deeply buried inside him, Caesar flipped him over—

Luo Chenzhou was now sitting in the man’s lap like a child, his back pressed tightly against Caesar’s heaving chest. The change in position made the already deep penetration even more intense. He could even feel the man’s balls pressing against his buttocks, and the unprecedented depth made both of them let out an involuntary moan of unbearable pleasure—

In this shameful, childlike position, the man launched another fierce assault. The constant warm shower water seemed to act as a good lubricant. As the pain gradually faded, waves of pleasure suddenly surged like a tsunami. Luo Chenzhou’s pale cheeks were now tinged with a faint blush, and combined with the steam rising from the hot water, he slowly closed his eyes. He let out fragmented moans that sounded like a child’s sleepy whimpers, shaking violently with each shallow withdrawal or deep thrust from the man—

What he couldn’t see was that, in the midst of such intense movements, the man’s amber eyes were sharp and focused. Caesar stared intently at the slightly reddened cheek, the thick desire and love in his eyes blurred by the rising steam.

They did it over and over again. Finally, when the man in his arms couldn’t take it anymore and fell asleep, Caesar made a few last thrusts and frowned as he released his hot liquid deep into the wet, tight depths of the man beneath him. When he pulled out, he reached out with his large hand and gently tilted Luo Chenzhou’s sharp chin toward him.

In his hand, Luo Chenzhou slept soundly, his breathing steady and calm.

Just like five hundred years ago, on the Wind Fury in the Mediterranean, when Caesar woke up countless times and could easily see the same sight by simply turning his head.

With a smile, he placed a kiss on the corner of the sleeping man’s lips, one that wouldn’t disturb him.

“Trash, long time no see.”