Chapter 192 - 192- The Clean-up (18+)

When Xia came around, it was still dark around. He slowly blinked awake. A small sloshing sound was heard around him. 'Eh, water...I'm in water. Am I back home? Or....Am I dreaming?' just as he thought this, a warm hand caressed his naked chest, spreading heat along its path.

"Baby, are you awake?" a horse voice whispered next to his neck, blowing hot air into his already red ears.

Suddenly he could remember it all. Everything he did with Long in.....bed.

'I fainted? Oh my god, I fainted from doing this and that,' his face went blood red just thinking about the unspeakable he had done with little Long. 'he is not little he is definitely Big*' he could still feel the slight sting caused his massive member on his backside.

"hmm," Xia hummed softly, leaning his back against his muscular chest. Overwhelmed by his embarrassment, Xia smacked his shoulders softly. 'You did it till I fainted, ah, what are you still touching here and there,' agitated a bit, the crayfish moved around. His abused chrysanthemum throbbed a little.

"Hiss..."

"Sorry for that. Does it still hurt? Do you want me to heal it?" He hugged his lover close to his body and nuzzled his head against his neck.

In fear that Long will lick him there again, Xia denied his pain. "It does not hurt....let go," he whispered, his cheeks flushed, he glanced back at him.

"But you need to be cleaned before going to bed, or else you will get sick," Long whispered with a frown. His hands slowly glided below his lover's legs.

"Where..where is your hand going? I—I can clean myself," Xia whispered, grabbing tightly onto his hands. he could not handle any more embarrassment. He glanced back at the dragon and mumbled, "I can clean it," he repeated.

The dragon nodded. All of a sudden he lifted him up by his ass and twirled him around so that he was sitting on his lap face to face. He softly kissed his trembling lashes and whispered, "Okay then, clean yourself then,"

With a trembling hand, Xia held onto his shoulders. Just as he sat down, he could feel Long's hard member glide in-between his globes that made him even more flustered. "I—I will clean in the room. Alone,"

"why, I want to watch though," Long mumbled with a pitiful pout.

Xia refused to meet his eyes. His eyes always strayed to the tile behind his head. 'Don't look at him, if I look I might be tempted again. My poor chrysanthemum can't handle even more,'

"Darling, look at me." Long lifted his chin and made him face his smoldering eyes. His cute lover's eyes were already red and his face was completely flushed. "Are you....embarrassed?"

"No—no, why....why would I be embarrassed, huh? I'm not embarrassed. No I'm not," Xia replied, shaking his head repeatedly. He tried getting up from his lap, but Long grabbed on and did not let go.

"What is it, dear; I thought you were going to clean yourself. Perhaps, you don't know how to?" Long said with a teasing smirk.

His fingers glided all over his lover's body, pausing a while next to his n*ipples. Later on, he grabbed onto Xia's right hand and guided it to past his JJ. "See, past this, you have to bend you body a little to reach it," he whispered adjusting Xia on his lap to reach their destination.

"Aotian...no, I—I will do it myself. Let go,"

"Why not, let me teach you how to, then you can do it yourself," Long mumbled with a naughty smirk. He then helped Xia stretch out his index finger. "Touch yourself here," he mumbled, guiding his outstretched finger to his chrysanthemum.

"Mnnn," Xia moaned, nuzzling his head onto Long's chest. His own finger's breached his tight chrysanthemum. Weirdly so, his insides felt warm, and it clenched tightly around his finger. "It feel too weird. Aotian you do it....I don't want to anymore," he cried.

Long chuckled, but he did not let go. He inserted one of his fingers along with Xia's inside his body. And guided him further in. "Love, there would be too much traces inside of you from our lovemaking. We have to scrape it out like this," he whispered as he raked his fingers close to his inner walls.

"AHHH!" Xia screamed. The spot Aotian had touched was the most sensitive spot in his body. A small dose of electricity coursed through his spine, making his entire body weightless. It was like he was floating up above, on a soft mushroom cloud. He felt weirdly content. "A—Aotian....no more. I can't. My body can't,"

"But I'm only cleaning you, darling," he whispered pulling out his finger. It was coated mildly white with traces of translucent honey. "See you still have so much honey inside of you,"

"You are doing this intentionally, aren't you," Xia said with a pout. His eyes had already become swollen from all the crying he had done during the night, now he felt like he was being bullied. "You bully," he softly mumbled.

"Oh baby, if my finger is too inconvenient, shall I continue with my tongue?"

"No! Finger....finger is much better," Xia gave up. He cannot say no to this pushy little dragon. Even since the day he had met him, this was always the case. This little dragon came down from the sky and rocked his entire life. 'Literally rocked me. I think the bed is broken too,' Xia thought. But watching his lover gently smile at him, he could not resist as well. 'Well, what the hell? I'm a man too. I can handle some love bouts,'

"No, I think something big is needed to clean you up," Long growled and pushed himself slowly in.

Just like that, the little crayfish was cheated into another bout of lovemaking. In the end, they made a huge mess and had to take another bath to really clean themselves.

After which, Long gently hugged his lover in his embrace and went to a contented sleep.

Morning came as usual and Long woke up right on time. He glanced down at Xia in his arms, who was slightly snoring. And thought, "This has to be the best day of my life," he gently wiped the drool hanging down his lover's lips and kissed those pouty lips again. "Ahh, why am I so luck?"

He silently got up in order not to disturb his dozing lover, but the bed creaked and groaned. He squatted down and checked the legs of the bed to find one of it cracked and almost on the verge of breaking down. 'I guess we really did break the bed with our lovemaking.'

Just seeing this made his mood elevated tenfold. "I will make breakfast for my lover. He is officially my lover, eep, oh I can't believe it. I'm so happy I can almost fly to the moon~" he whisper shouted. Glancing back one more time, he silently exited the room.

He slowly crept past the empty hallway, following the smell of food. On the way he met the demon Bao sitting in the sofa with plastic on his head and some white substance smeared on his hair. "What the hell is that on our hair? It reeks like death," he growled, closing his sensitive nose.

Boa glanced at him with a wooden look. His eyes swollen and huge under eye bag was visible. "Its dye," he whispered

"Die? Death? You have applied death?"

"You won't know what it is," Bao whispered expressionlessly.

"Then tell me what it is," Long curiously said and sat next to him.

Bao glared at him. 'Doesn't he realise I'm not in the mood to talk and darn they both were so loud last night I barely got any sleep,' he held his aching head. "It's to change the colour of hair." He answered curtly.

Long peered at his hair. At first when he saw this demon he had flashy pink hair. It had been almost impossible to identify him as a fox. Foxes usually has red hair and blue eyes so initially he had doubted this demon's identity at first. "But why are you changing your hair colour? Changing your hair is like changing your identity. Aren't you proud to be a fox?"

"I don't want to have red hair. Its ugly, That's all. I—I don't care for my identity as a fox." Bao whispered with a frown. He could only remember bad memories associated with his red hair. Red, the color of blood as well, it made him ember the countless innocent lives he had taken in his thousands of years of existence. Those pitiful screams of pain, tears of agony and finally blank eyes that peer into his soul. He could remember them all when he sees red. 'No, Bao snap out of it. Don't remember...don't remember all those cruel things,'

A small rattling sound of snapped him out of his terrible thoughts.