Villain Ch 1451. Doting The Emperor [Part 1] *
A hand splayed against his hip, firm, keeping him grounded, keeping him from shifting into the touch, from chasing the warmth with his own movements. Another traced over his thigh, fingers digging in slightly. The low hum of someone's voice vibrated against his skin, making him shudder involuntarily, a reaction he couldn't control.
The sound of wet heat, of slick movement, filled the space between breaths, between soft exhales and the rustle of shifting fabric. He could hear the subtle movements of the others, the occasional murmurs exchanged between them, but his mind was fogged, tunneled into nothing but sensation. Teeth scraped lightly, just enough to send a sharp jolt up his spine, followed by a soothing press of a tongue, easing the sting into something dangerously good.
