Chapter 156: Second World:The Right Way To Please An Alpha (NFSW)

He felt like crying but he couldn't cry in front of the Marshal so he toughened up stroking it showing his lack of experience. "It's um...it's big?" replied Wen Qinxi his two hands circling the shaft.

Qie Ranzhe chuckled while saying, "Why don't you try and taste it?" Being stared at with those charming eyes Wen Qinxi found himself unable to refuse leaning in closer while panting uncontrollably as the alpha's scent mixed in with the fragrance of his own shower gel assaulted his senses intoxicating him to the point of losing rationality. After mastering his courage, he licked the tip not sure what to expect but as soon as the taste of Qie Ranzhe's musky pheromones reached his tongue, Wen Qinxi began to salivate losing control of himself yearning for more.

He began to suck at the tip his actions sporadic and hesitant but Qie Ranzhe's breathing became heavy urging him on. "Keep going," he said his big hand gently pushing down Zhao Xieshu's head guiding him. His member was soon engulfed in the omega's moist and warm mouth making him groan in pleasure.

Wen Qinxi who never once thought he would pleasure another man found himself curiously licking at the shaft as a numb sensation took over his entire mouth.

Qie Ranzhe could tell Zhao Xieshu didn't know what to do so he instructed him in an erotic husky tone, "Baby, open your mouth wider and keep using your tongue...jus-just like that."

Like a good student, Wen Qinxi did as told his mouth swallowing as much of the fiery beast. He could tell Qie Ranzhe was excited from his tense thigh muscles and so Wen Qinxi continued his actions feeling a sense of satisfaction. In a brazen attempt he tried taking in more than half of the Marshal's pistol reaching his throat but this was as far as he dared to go stroking the rest of the shaft with his hands seeming besotted sucking at the hot object.

Smutty wet sounds filled the room with his hand playfully teasing the Marshal's balls but to Qie Ranzhe it wasn't enough. With half-lidded amorous eyes he called out to Zhao Xieshu in a hoarse voice with a hint of discontented forbearance. "Baby you have to try and take me in deeper....just relax your throat and don't forget to breathe," he said his fingers gently caressing Zhao Xieshu's flushed cheek coaxing him.

All his life, Wen Qinxi always succeed in whatever subject he tried and wasn't about to start failing now so he did as told.

Wen Qinxi gradually swallowed the rest of the Marshal's shaft with great difficulty his teary eyes painting an enchanting picture. His throat burnt but he wasn't going to give up gagging a few times but once he got the hang of it he grabbed Qie Ranzhe's hands guiding them to the back of head as the alpha thrusted into his mouth at will.

Qie Ranzhe's movement sped up taking great care not hurt Zhao Xieshu while calling out his omega's name, "Ah....Xieshu.....that feels so good....Ah...," slowly approaching his peak. He let out a loud groan as he reached his climax slamming into Zhao Xieshu's mouth releasing a considerable amount of thick fluid into his omega's mouth. Wen Qinxi didn't even think twice swallowing the fluid with some of it spilling out of the corner of his mouth his body absorbing the alpha pheromones that came with it. He felt a light and pleasant feeling circulating within him like the feeling of spring after a long cold winter.

Qie Ranzhe was panting heavily pulling his satisfied member out of the prince mouth before crouching down in front of the still kneeling Zhao Xieshu.

With his hand caressing Zhao Xieshu's cheek, he drew the omega closer kissing and licking clean the corners of his mouth then kissed his lips with a hint of urgency only stopping when he sensed the man's distress. With their foreheads sticking together he asked, "Are you okay?" his eyes half closed.

Off course, Wen Qinxi was okay, a little proud even. Though it hurt he endured it satisfying his boyfriend leaving him with a sense of pride. "Did you like it," he asked with a subtle smile.

"Off course I did," replied Qie Ranzhe before he suddenly picked him up carrying him to the bathroom, "Let's go take a shower and maybe have a second round," teasing Zhao Xieshu.

'Second round? What second?' he thought trying to struggle out of the Marshal's grasp. There was no way in hell that was going to happen twice. Once was enough.

"Fuck no! It fuckin hurts I am not going again....Qie Ranzhe put me down," protested Wen Qinxi as they entered the bathroom.

The Marshal didn't actually do anything to him apart from groping his wet butt in the shower. The two fooled around a little but after cleaning himself up, Wen Qinxi immediately sprawled on the bed dozing off without warning. By the time Qie Ranzhe came out of the shower, Zhao Xieshu was sleeping on the bed naked from head to toe.

The Marshal couldn't help but chuckle while tucking him commending the omega for being so trusting. He got into bed as well and cuddled up with him feeling a sense of familiarity as though they had done this before. He could feel his heart was now complete with the scent of his pheromes all over Zhao Xieshu. At least now he could be rest assured that no other alpha will dare get close to his omega as he had marked his territory. Though temporary it was enough to put his mind at ease for at most a week and they would get to do it again till he could finally mark him completely.

Qie Ranzhe didn't know why but he felt a strong sense of insecurity when it came to Zhao Xieshu. He feared someone would rob Zhao Xieshu from him which is why he insisted on getting married soon. Where his insecurity stemmed from he had no idea. What he didn't know was that in the real world his father divorcing his mother without any prior warning and Zhao Huangzhi dumping him on their engagement scarred him leaving a deep impression in his consciousness which is where his insecurities stemmed from.

"Promise that you will never leave me," he whispered in Zhao Xieshu's ear while embracing him but off course, Zhao Xieshu didn't respond as he was fast asleep floating in his dreamscape.