The Wandering Samurai and his Beloved General (BL)

Lanling's world flipped as Haruki pinned him to the bed, swallowing the gasp Lanling let out and tasting the faint cinnamon spice in his mouth. It was only a hint, but it instantly heightened Haruki's body heat, driving his excitement further.

Haruki pulled back in surprise.

"What did you drink?" he asked, though the way his body reacted had already given him the answer. Still, he couldn't help but question it.

Lanling chuckled, leaning in close to whisper in Haruki's ear. "It's a four-hour lubricant."

Having said that, he fell back onto the pillow with a soft laugh, his gaze filled with mirth as he watched Haruki's face flush crimson. "Come now, don't waste a second of it. You've got four hours~"

Haruki responded by diving in, lightly biting Lanling's shoulder. He licked and sucked at the mark afterward, deepening its color. It took every ounce of willpower not to simply give in to his instincts and thrust himself into Lanling right then and there.

This was an experience.

This was him expressing his love.

And he wanted Lanling to understand how deep that love was.

Moving down from the bite, Haruki left a trail of kisses along Lanling's collarbone. His right hand spread over Lanling's waist, teasingly kneading it and earning a moan.

"Mmn~ Haruki…"

Haruki rose to capture his lips in a deep kiss.

"Just enjoy it," he murmured, lightly biting Lanling's lower lip before letting out a soft chuckle. "I promise to satisfy you."

Lanling chuckled back, his hands grasping Haruki's lapel. Though his robe was already loose, he tugged insistently, silently urging Haruki to shed it completely.

Wordlessly, Haruki obeyed. As he removed the garment, he kissed and sucked Lanling's tongue, his movements fluid and unhurried. With a flick, he tossed the clothing behind him. The cold air brushed against his skin, but it couldn't quell the heat coursing through his body.

Haruki's hands explored as he deepened their kiss, finding Lanling's chest and massaging it gently. His thumbs grazed over Lanling's nipples before teasingly circling around them.

"Ah—" Lanling tried to pull away from the kiss, wanting to protest Haruki's deliberate teasing. His chest arched involuntarily, his mouth still imprisoned.

Haruki laughed softly through the kiss and suddenly flicked both nipples with his nails.

"Ah! Mmph~ Mn!"

A jolt of pleasure shot through Lanling's chest, rippling throughout his body. He moaned incessantly into their kiss as Haruki flicked, pinched, and rubbed his sensitive nipples—finally giving them the attention they craved.

Lanling's body was trembling with need, and Haruki could tell just how close he was by the precum spilling over Lanling's stomach. Breaking the kiss, Haruki moved down to capture Lanling's reddened left nipple.

"A-Ah~ Good—feels good, Haruki~"

Haruki's tongue, still warm from their heated kisses, toyed with the sensitive nub, sending shivers through Lanling. His chest arched higher, yearning for more as the pleasure overwhelmed him.

In response, Haruki gently grazed his teeth over the sensitive peak, and Lanling gasped at the sudden stimulation. Before he could recover, Haruki had already shifted, capturing his right nipple with equal fervor, leaving Lanling's chest and mind a complete mess.

Lanling clutched Haruki's head and shoulder, his grip tight despite the fear of hurting him. Haruki noticed and briefly returned to his lips, softly kissing the corners.

"Go on. You can mark me," he chuckled. "If it's you, I'll like it."

Lanling's heart skipped a beat. His mouth opened, the urge to scream his love almost overwhelming him. With the last shred of his sanity, he stopped himself and instead pulled Haruki into a hungry kiss. His hands no longer hesitated, digging into Haruki's back. The pressure earned him a low groan, and he felt Haruki's growing arousal pressing against his crotch.

A soft laugh escaped Lanling as his heartbeat quickened.

He had almost forgotten just how much this man craved every bit of his attention—whether it came as pleasure or pain.

Lanling's eyes reddened again, glazing over with the intensity of emotions he could barely restrain. Haruki kissed those tears away, his hand trailing down to caress Lanling's burning arousal.

"Mn—ah~?"

Lanling's length was already slick with precum, making Haruki's touch slide effortlessly over, around, and under the sensitive glans. The sensations were overwhelming, bringing Lanling to the edge almost immediately.

Haruki wasn't going to give him a chance to think of anything else.

"Ah—Aah~ Fuck—!"

The sudden climax rocked Lanling's body. Instinctively, he clung tightly to Haruki, refusing to let go even as his back lifted slightly off the bed. He felt Haruki's warm palms spread across his back, gently petting him—a comforting touch that almost melted him entirely after the intensity of release.

Slowly, Haruki eased him back onto the bed. His hips moved instinctively, his arousal sliding against Lanling's, catching the cum spilling between them. Haruki licked his lips in anticipation.

"Lanling~" Haruki called, his deep, husky voice laced with both tenderness and desire.

Lanling didn't need him to say what he wanted.

Grinning, Lanling grabbed his own thighs and raised them close to his face. Only he knew that his flexibility came from the countless sessions they'd shared in the past. Keeping his thighs up, he reached down to spread himself open.

"Don't worry~ I like it rough—Aah! Mmn~ Haa—"

Haruki aimed and rammed it in—the slippery tightness and sudden change in temperature nearly making him cum on the spot. His dick throbbed with pleasure, and the muscles in his waist tensed, urging him to move.

But he waited, patiently reigning in his climax as he captured Lanling in another deep, consuming kiss.

After a moment, he slowly pulled out.

Their groans and moans mingled, the sensations heightened by the deliberate pace of his movements. Then, in a split second, he thrust back in.

"Wa—! Aaah~!"

Lanling's head jerked back as the overwhelming surge of pleasure briefly caused his mind to blank.

It was a dry orgasm.

Haruki moved again before Lanling could recover, thrusting with a rhythm that was neither slow nor fast, his body instinctively searching for the perfect spot inside.

"T-There—deeper! Aaah~ Right there—!"

Lanling gripped his thighs as Haruki's dick began grazing his prostate. When he opened his eyes, he caught sight of the rod sliding in and out of him, the lewd view making his walls tighten involuntarily.

Haruki groaned from the overwhelming pleasure, sweat forming on his forehead as he continued to battle his ever-growing climax.

"Keep going~ Aaah—! More—faster~"

Haruki could only obey.

Leaning down, he encased Lanling in his arms, pounding into him with increasing intensity. The room filled with the rhythmic slapping sounds of their bodies meeting, Haruki's pace quickening as his control frayed.

"Lanling~"

"Inside—ah! Mn~ Come inside~"

Both of them grunted as their climaxes overtook them, their bodies shuddering from the waves of pleasure coursing through them.

Though Lanling couldn't feel Haruki's release anymore after being pounded so thoroughly, the thought of it filling him sent an additional thrill through his mind. Before the sensation of the orgasm faded, Lanling pushed Haruki back and pinned him beneath him.

The pulsing dick naturally slipped out, but Lanling quickly caught it and lowered himself onto it, tilting his body back slightly to align with his prostate.

"Oh—fuck…" Haruki gasped at the sight. "Lanling—this position…"

Lanling laughed, a teasing smile playing on his lustful face. He placed his hand back on Haruki's thighs, fully exposing his torso—the mess Haruki had created with bites, hickeys, and cum.

Haruki's dick hardened once more from the visual stimulation.

"Mn~ Good, get hard for me," Lanling said, starting to lift himself slowly before slamming his ass down, letting Haruki watch as his dick disappeared inside him—a movement that reignited his desires. Seeing how Haruki couldn't tear his gaze away, Lanling's hole tightened instinctively.

With a smile, he began to ride.

His movements were rhythmic, drawing on the experience of countless past sessions. Sometimes he moved his hips in circles before slamming down again, grinding against Haruki's crotch.

Soon, both of them were teetering on the edge of another climax. The sounds of their movements becoming more sensual, their sweat mixing with their cum, while their gasps were filled with moans.

Lanling sank fully down, letting Haruki cum inside him again, a deep sense of satisfaction blooming in his chest and mind at the thought of having his lover fill him after years of separation.

"More, Haruki~"

Haruki chuckled indulgently. "Of course."