Pregnant During An Apocalypse [BL]-Chapter 269 - Fallen *

Shao didn’t give him a chance to protest further. His hands moved swiftly, sliding Jai’s pants down to his knees, exposing his trembling thighs to the cool air. The fabric whispered against Jai’s skin as it pooled around his ankles, leaving him vulnerable, his breath already uneven. Shao’s fingers traced the delicate skin just above his knees, teasing, before his lips followed—soft kisses peppered along the sensitive flesh, each press of Shao’s mouth sending shivers through Jai’s body.

Then—a slow, deliberate lick followed behind making him shiver.

The wet heat of Shao’s tongue traced the curve of his inner thigh, savoring the salt of his skin, the faint musk of arousal already clinging to him. Jai shuddered, his fingers gripping the counter’s edge so hard his knuckles whitened.

"Shao... w-what... what are you—" Jai’s voice broke into a moan as Shao’s teeth grazed the tender skin, just shy of painful, before soothing the spot with another kiss.

Shao gazed up at him, eyes dark even in the dim light. Even in the shadows, he could see Jai’s beautiful face—flushed, lips parted, lashes fluttering as he fought to keep his composure. The sight alone made Shao’s pulse race, his own body responding to the way Jai trembled beneath him.

Unable to resist, he buried his face against the damp fabric of Jai’s underwear, inhaling deeply. The scent—sweet, intoxicating, addictive—was overwhelming. It was him. The very thing that had haunted Shao’s thoughts all night, the reason his fingers had twitched with the need to touch, to claim.

With a low growl, Shao nipped lightly at the clothed length, teeth grazing the sensitive flesh beneath. Precum leaked out soaking the tip of his underwear. "you taste so sweet... intoxicatingly sweet,"

"Ah—!" Jai jerked, hips lifting instinctively, but Shao’s hands were already there, gripping him from behind, fingers digging possessively into the soft flesh of his ass. He yanked Jai forward, pressing him flush against his mouth before dragging his tongue in a slow, wet stripe over the fabric. The damp heat of Jai’s arousal seeped through the material, and Shao groaned at the taste, his own cock straining against his pants.

"Mnnn... ahhh...!" Jai’s restrained moans spilled into the quiet kitchen, his thighs trembling as Shao teased him mercilessly. His fingers tangled in Shao’s hair, tugging lightly, but Shao only smirked against him, his breath hot through the thin fabric.

Then—without warning—Shao hooked his fingers into the waistband of Jai’s underwear and tugged them down just enough to free his aching cock. The soft pink length sprang free, already glistening at the tip, and Shao didn’t hesitate.

He leaned in, tongue flicking over the sensitive head, tasting the bitter-sweet precome beading there. Jai gasped, back arching, but Shao held him firmly in place, his other hand sliding up to grip his hip, thumb pressing into the sharp dip of his pelvis.

Then—he took him fully into his mouth.

Jai whimpered, fingers tightening in Shao’s hair as the wet heat enveloped him. Shao’s tongue swirled expertly, tracing the vein underneath before hollowing his cheeks and sucking hard.

"S-Shao—!" Jai’s voice cracked, his entire body tensing as pleasure coiled tight in his gut.

Shao didn’t let up. He bobbed his head slowly at first, savoring the weight of Jai on his tongue, the way his breath hitched with every movement. Then—faster, deeper, until Jai was panting, thighs shaking, his moans growing louder, more desperate.

When Shao swallowed him down to the root, nose pressing against Jai’s stomach, Jai broke.

"I—I’m gonna—!"

Shao didn’t pull away. He took every drop, swallowing with a satisfied hum before finally releasing him with a wet pop, lips lingering just a moment longer, kissing the oversensitive tip.

But he wasn’t done.

Still kneeling between Jai’s legs, Shao pushed his shirt up further, exposing his chest. His lips found one peaked nipple, sucking it into his mouth, teeth grazing just enough to make Jai cry out, his back arching off the counter.

"S-Shao—too much—!" Jai gasped, hands flying to Shao’s head, fingers tightening in his hair.

Shao pulled back just enough to grin up at him—a real grin, wide and mischievous, the kind Jai had never seen before. Even in the dark, the sheer joy in Shao’s expression made Jai’s heart pound wildly.

His whole body started to tremble slightly in anticipation. He... he really wanted shao. He wanted him to touch his body more. Wanted him to kiss him more... he really wanted this man.

Worse he wanted this man to smile at him, do sweet things for him. Wake up next to him..

He wanted Shao as a whole...

He wanted Shao as a lover.

This... this made him quite scared.

After all they.. they never talked about feelings. Yes, Shao likes his body.. but does he love him. The resounding answer to that was no.

Shao did not love him.

And he... he was already falling him love with shao.

It was the worst outcome.

Jai felt a strange sadness creep into his soul. He quickly pushed it away. "sh.... Shao.. we"

"are you okay?" Shao gently cupped his face peering at him worriedly.

Clearing his throat, Jai tried to steady his voice. "I—I just need water." It came out hoarse, wrecked.

Shao didn’t hesitate. He stood immediately, fetching a glass of water with an almost reverent attentiveness before carefully adjusting Jai’s clothes, smoothing out his shirt with gentle hands. His fingers lingered on Jai’s waist, tracing the flushed skin there before reluctantly pulling away.

Jai’s chest ached.

Without thinking, he reached out, cupping Shao’s face in his hands. For a moment, they just stared at each other—breathless, hearts racing.

Then—Jai leaned in, pressing a soft, lingering kiss to Shao’s forehead.

Shao froze.

Jai didn’t wait for a reaction. He downed the water in one go, his face burning, before sliding off the counter and bolting out of the kitchen, leaving behind a stunned Shao—who stood there, fingertips brushing the faint dampness on his forehead, his cheeks flushed a deep, uncharacteristic red.