Chapter 167: The Tender Trap

In a hazy half-slumber, Gus suddenly felt a small hand wandering continuously across his body, sliding down his frail chest and hovering near a rising, heated stiffness, yet never quite grasping the hard length as he desired.

Mmm-huff...

Suddenly, the small hand slipped lower, venturing into a crevice, its fingers playfully rubbing against the recently closed petals of his entrance, sending a tingle of numbness straight to his heart. Gus could not help emitting a muffled groan.

As if deliberately teasing the burning passion within him, the slippery hand lingered for a moment in the groove without probing deeper, then continued downward, swaying between his legs and slowly, intentionally or not, parting his closed thighs.

Another small hand crept up to Gus's chest, gently tweaking and pressing against his two rosy nipples. Sleeping so soundly, Gus involuntarily let out another muffled groan, a delicate flush blooming across his small face, his lower member twitching slightly, and his entrance parting just a fraction.

"Heh, little one!"

Murmuring softly, Wang Luo leaned over Gus, tasting the person beneath him inch by inch starting from the forehead. His slippery tongue, like a soul-capturing sickle, grazed every inch of skin, leaving behind a trail of alluring lip prints.

Mmm-ah...

The burning stiffness was suddenly grasped tightly by a somewhat cool, small hand. Unable to bear the loneliness any longer, Gus let out a dainty moan, his body lifting slightly with the motion of that hand and pressing into the space between the legs of the person above him.

Smack—

A crisp sound echoed as a palm struck his soft, tender buttocks, the flesh quivering slightly in the air in an extraordinarily seductive manner. At the same time, a threatening murmur sounded in Gus's ear.

"Little one, if you're awake, you'd better cooperate!"

"Wang Luo!"

Opening his crimson eyes with a trace of bashfulness, Gus looked up at the burning figure before him and let out a shy murmur, his arms already wrapping instinctively around the neck of the person above him, his body lifting slightly to signal his desire.

"Little one, how long has it been, and you want it again!"

Pinching that tender cheek, Wang Luo teased playfully, earning an eye-roll from Gus. It hardly seemed like he was the one asking; someone had been misbehaving, seducing him while he slept, arousing his passion only to turn around and blame him.

"Such a look!"

Guessing what was on Gus's mind, Wang Luo pinched his tender cheek once more, then pressed his heated body against Gus and spoke with a hint of excitement.

"Gus, how about big brother teaches you a trick today called 'the old man pushing the cart'?"

"The old man pushing the cart?"

Confusion flickered in Gus's crimson eyes, but he found, with a speechless realization, that Wang Luo had no intention of explaining at all. Instead, he simply flipped Gus over, coaxing him onto his stomach on the bed. In an instant, the clever Gus understood what the phrase meant.

"Wang Luo, you'd better compensate me later!"

Having adopted such an embarrassing posture, Gus gritted his teeth and refused to back down, demanding compensation in advance—he wanted to try this position too.

"Don't worry, big brother will compensate you... properly!"

Before the last word had even faded, Wang Luo's body thrust forward fiercely, the hard length plunging instantly into the familiar cavity, moving up, down, left, and right without restraint, conjuring endless tricks that left the person beneath him gasping for breath.

"Mmm-ah, mmm-huff-ah, Wang Luo, slower, ah, lighter..."

With his knees on the bed, Gus's body rocked back and forth with the fierce, rhythmic thrusts of the man behind him. An unusual flush spread across his face, and a seductive glaze gradually eroded his lucid eyes until it completely overwhelmed them.

Hah...

Accompanied by two breaths filled with infinite temptation, two pale bodies, locked in a bizarre posture, shuddered simultaneously. An indescribable wave of ecstasy blossomed across their tender young faces, the lingering flush extraordinarily alluring.

Mmm...

Maintaining their original posture, Wang Luo slumped forward onto Gus's back, pressing a cheerful kiss to those slightly panting, red lips. He then fell silent, holding each other tightly, savoring the lingering warmth of their shared ecstasy.

Hoo-hoo-hoo-hoo...

The steady breathing blew softly into Gus's ear. As the flush gradually faded, Gus froze for a moment, then turned his head to look. Only then did he realize that, at some unknown point, the person on his back had quietly slipped off to dreamland, leaving his dead weight resting entirely upon him. A smile of pure bliss spread across Gus's face.

Does this mean he trusts me completely now...?

With this sweet question lingering in his mind, the exhausted Gus, carrying the sleeping weight upon his back, slowly closed his eyes and drifted off into dreams as well, the smile still lingering un-faded on his lips.

As the first ray of morning sunlight pierced into the room, Wang Luo opened his eyes right on schedule. Looking at the person nestled in his arms, a smile touched his lips. He pressed a gentle kiss to those lips, then sat up and walked into the bathroom.

"You're awake? I'm going to the Earth-Fire Chamber to cultivate; the breakthrough realm trial is opening soon, and you should get ready too! I'm heading out first!"

Having finished washing up, Wang Luo stepped out of the bathroom to find Gus awake, eyes hazy like silk and half-hidden as he half-reclined on the bed. With a casual greeting, Wang Luo prepared to leave the room for the Earth-Fire Chamber.

"Wang Luo!"

Startled for a moment by Wang Luo's sudden coldness, Gus snapped back to reality upon seeing him about to leave, calling out with a trace of lingering resentment in his eyes.

"What is it?"

Seeing Gus's aggrieved expression, Wang Luo rubbed his nose, flashed forward onto the bed, pulled the youth into his arms, and spoke in a gentle tone.

"You said you'd compensate me yesterday!"

Snuggling naturally into Wang Luo's embrace, Gus began tracing circles on his chest, his voice carrying a spoiled tone that filled the warm bed and once again ignited a certain someone's passion.

"Little one, you really know how to seduce someone. I never would've guessed!"

Pinching Gus's nose with mock indulgence, Wang Luo chuckled merrily, then pulled the half-willing youth back into the bathroom. After an exhaustive flurry of intimacy, the two emerged with their clothes neatly fastened, though a faint flush still lingered on Gus's cheeks.

"Wang Luo, how about we go cultivate together?"

Nibbling on an unidentifiable bird's egg and sipping an unknown fruit juice, Gus felt an unprecedented wave of happiness overflowing in his heart. He looked pitifully across at Wang Luo and pleaded once more. He had actually tried bringing it up in the bathroom, but the moment he opened his mouth and before he could get a few words out, it had been stuffed shut with a hot, hard length.

"With a little one like you around, big brother has no mood to cultivate. We'll split up the moment we enter the Earth-Fire Chamber. Be a good boy!"

Before Gus could open his mouth to protest, Wang Luo popped the peeled bird's egg he was holding directly into Gus's mouth, then quickly began eating his own with a cheerful chuckle.

No matter how wonderful a cozy nest might be, one cannot stay there for a lifetime...