AN: One chapter today. I am so tired. Happy reading.
Han Xin obeyed, sinking his teeth into the elastic waistband of Xiang Yu's underwear, tugging it down just enough to free his husband's cock.
It sprang free, thick and flushed, and Han Xin wasted no time, his lips parting as he took Xiang Yu's thick, throbbing cock into his mouth. He sucked gently at first, his tongue swirling around the head, savouring the taste of his husband.
The warmth of Han Xin's mouth, the wetness of his tongue, it was a sensation that sent shivers down Xiang Yu's spine. Xiang Yu's head fell back, his fingers tangling in Han Xin's silky hair, guiding the rhythm.
His neck stretched, the Adam's apple bobbing as he gasped for air, his groans filling the room. The sound was raw and primal, a testament to the pleasure Han Xin was giving him.
