King of Classical Music 142.2
by Empress · March 9, 2020
Min Chenโs tender kisses fell between Qi Muโs eyebrows. Each was delicately placed like he held something precious in his arms. He kissed every inch lovingly, and the young manโs lashes brushed against his skin, feather-light. He pressed his lips to Qi Muโs ear and stroked his tongue along the younger manโs earlobe, teeth nipping the edge.
โEnโฆโ
Qi Muโs sensitive skin flushed a brilliant red. Heโd never been so thankful he hadnโt turned on the lights. At leastโฆ the man couldnโt see his scarlet cheeks.
Min Chen continued to nibble at his ear, his hands sliding low on his waist. His thin sweater offered meager resistance to his touch, rubbing against his skin. Every caress warmed his body, intensifying his sensitivity.
Faint murmurs escaped Qi Muโs lips, โHmmโฆ mmmโฆโ
Min Chenโs dexterous hands slid the sweater up Qi Muโs thin waist and along his bared flesh. Curiously, a finger brushed his right nipple and kneaded into it.
โMmmโฆโ
He quickly sealed Qi Muโs soft moan with his lips. The light was dim, and Qi Muโs eyes squeezed shut, but despite, or perhaps due to, the darkness, he felt Min Chenโs hands on his chest all the more clearly.
โAhโฆโ
The roughened tips of Min Chenโs fingers teased his sensitive skin, drawing yet another moan from him, but before it could be released, the man had already swept him into another kiss. By the time he was let go, Qi Mu was breathless.
Somewhere along the way, Min Chen had stripped him of his shirt.
Something warm and wet touched his chest, and his eyes blew wide open. Min Chen was bent over him, licking and sucking at his nipple.
โNnnโฆ Min Chen, be gentlerโฆโ
Min Chen grasped his hip in response, and tingling pleasure pooled in Qi Muโs chest. As the touch lightened, crisp, numbing delight swept to his brain along teased nerves.
The manโs hand slid low to curl around his length, and he continued to lick sweet, red bites into the most vulnerable parts of Qi Muโs body. โHnnnโฆ Min Chen, lighterโฆโ
Precum dribbled from the tip of his length as everything only increased his sensitivity, and Qi Mu leaned back against the piano keys. They were cold in startling contrast to the heat pressed against his front, but all his sensory attention was focused south where Min Chen touched, stroked, and kneaded him. โEnnโฆ Minโฆ Min Chenโฆโ
Dizzy from the stimulation, he grabbed hold of Min Chen and dragged him closer into another hot kiss to seal away the uncontrollable urge to moan.
Saliva escaped their mouths from the desperation of their kiss, and both their skin flushed an ambiguous, bright color. Their breath lingered in the sparse distance between them, Qi Mu was all the more helpless in Min Chenโs hands. His low, unrestrained moan faded into a deep whine.
The kiss had started with him, but it did not end with him.
Min Chenโs long fingers dipped low and teased his balls. He rolled them gently, and the fatal pleasure rolled up Qi Muโs spine and his eyes threatened to roll back in his head.
โAhโฆ Donโtโฆ mmmโฆโ
And they were kissing again. He could only groan helplessly as Min Chen rubbed, tugged, and thoroughly teased the most sensitive part of his body. The pleasure built there, steady and strong, until white delight emerged in totality.
โAh, ahโฆ ahโฆ ah. Ah! โฆโ
It had grown too much too fast, and his release splattered so high a few drops reached Qi Muโs chin.
White flashed against white, but he was in no state of mind to notice as his tongue blindly darted out to lick it away.
Min Chenโs eyes darkened above him as blood surged into his lower body.
This time, it was impossible to stop.
Qi Mu, who had released once already, regained his awareness and lifted his gaze to look at the man that held him. He was stunned, for a moment, at what he saw in those deep eyes, but then he smiled and reached for him.
There, Min Chen was already hot enough to scorch, but through the thin cloth, Qi Muโs fingers tentatively traced his shape. Qi Mu was a little surprised at first, then he became a little eager to please.
The bench was long, about a meter and a half, and when Qi Mu laid down on it, the leather chaffed against his sensitive back.
Min Chen laid over him in the opposite direction and Qi Muโs fingers gently caressed the manโs large, engorged cock. Despite it being so close to his face, he couldnโt see it clearly in the dim light, but he could feel itโโ
It throbbed.
If I turn on the light, Iโll know what it looks likeโฆ
Qi Mu considered it, and heat flooded his belly. He shivered, suddenly understanding what Min Chen intended to do.
His soft, hot mouth wasnโt comparable to his rough fingers, and the intense pleasure of being enclosed in such a tight, warm place had Qi Mu feeling faint. Hazily, unconsciously, he followed Min Chenโs scent to mimic his actions. He swallowed thickly and opened his mouth.
โHmmโฆโ
Min Chen froze above him. He could hardly believe the soft touch of Qi Muโs tongue, but the increasing pleasure building in him washed away the surprise. He stretched a little and coated one hand in lubricant then stroked along the insides of Qi Muโs thighsโโ
Probing in without warning!
Qi Mu stiffened at the sudden intrusion, but Min Chenโs deep voice coaxed, โRelaxโฆ ahโฆโ
He tried to soften his muscles, but neither did Min Chen let him go so easily. He slowly retracted his finger and plunged it back in, stroking along Qi Muโs insides.
At the time, Qi Mu had no idea he was searching for something. All he knew was the gradual shift from awkward intrusion to steady pleasure. His throat seized up.
The younger musician stroked Min Chenโs large erection with his fingers. He couldnโt fit it in his mouth, and only the tip of his tongue could roll over it as he teased it with his hands. Min Chenโs musk filled his nose and mouth, and Min Chenโs mouth returned to his erection as he stretched Qi Mu wider. Qi Mu couldnโt help his contented moan.
He pulled off Min Chenโs shaft, which was coated in transparent fluid. Like a lotus root, a thread connected it to the corner of his mouth. He couldnโt tell if it was precum or more saliva, but it didnโt matter.
โAhโฆ softer, Minโฆ lighter, ahโฆโ
Suddenly, Qi Mu seized from head to toe. His toes curled, eyes wide, and sparks flew along his spine as Min Chen swallowed his entire length.
Min Chen returned to his senses at the shrieking groan and prodded Qi Muโs half-erection. At Qi Muโs response, he pressed into him with his fingers, one quickly doubling, then a third, and a fourthโฆ
Each drag of his fingers was an imitation, a mockery, of intercourse, strong and intense, stroking each point within.
Qi Mu could hardly handle the man anymore and collapsed onto the piano bench, groaning.
Just as Qi Mu thought he was about to reach another orgasm, already flutteringly lightโโ
Something split him in two straight to his core.
โAhโฆ ugh, hnnnโฆโ
The painful cry eased the urgency of Min Chenโs erection, almost withering.
Even with intense preparation, four fingers could not compare with a penis.
Min Chen settled in, nestled inside Qi Muโs delightfully warm passage, and frowned, stooping to kiss the young manโs shuttered eyes. โDoes it hurtโฆ?โ
In all honesty, the shock of pain lasted for only a moment, more for stretching so suddenly. When Min Chen drew out, Qi Mu only felt a strange emptiness. Especially as Min Chenโs large cock dragged over his sweetest spot. Qi Mu shivered and clung to him tighter.
โNoโฆ come back, ahโฆ harderโฆ ahhhhโฆโ
With that kind of encouragement, Min Chenโs eyes darkened, and he pushed back in. Every thrust in forced him as deep as he could reach, and every time he pulled out, the tip rested at Qi Muโs entrance, suckled by his loverโs contracting desire.
It felt more and more like deadly pleasure, drawing the strength from Qi Muโs body, and he collapsed into Min Chenโs embrace. That fatal taste of ecstasy built on the tip of his tongue, on the tip of that engorged penis.
โAhโฆ Ah… Ahโฆ Thereโฆ Iโm almost thereโฆ.โ
Prostate rubbed red and raw from the friction, his pleasure swelled from within, and his body softened, making each plunging thrust all the smoother.
Min Chen kissed the man under him, tender as his deep thrusts were powerful. He despaired, for a brief moment, that no one had turned on the light. Each tug of his erection dragged Qi Muโs hole outward, and each time he thrust back in, it caved with him.
The sound of his thrusts were abrupt in the quiet piano room, but they were too immersed in lust to care.
โUnnnโฆ Minโฆ Min Chenโฆ Ahโฆโ
โQi Muโฆ nnnโฆโ
โAh, ahโฆ Ah, ah, ahโฆโ
Nearing his end, Min Chen pulled him up and flipped them over. The shift numbed Qi Mu from top to bottom. He clung to Min Chenโs shoulder.
โMmmm!โ
Min Chen uttered a sigh of satisfaction and held Qi Muโs waist, easing him up then down again. At first, he was gentle, but each thrust grew in force. Under the easy influence of gravity, his entire length was swallowed by Qi Muโs small hole and stroke that incredible sea of sparks.
Qi Mu held him feebly, voice lost in a low groan. His erection rested against Min Chenโs waist, precum glossing his skin. His back, undulated with disaster, each squelch adding to the ambiguous melody.
In, out.
In, out.
This one, primitive motion took away all of Qi Muโs resistance. On the next fatal thrust, he moaned.
โI want toโฆโ he gasped into Min Chenโs ear, โNnnโฆ I want toโฆ Minโฆ ahโฆโ
The manโs thrusts only grew fiercer.
โWeโฆ together, unโฆโ
โMinโฆ ah, ah, ah, Min Chenโฆโ
ย โQi Muโฆ Mmโฆ I love youโฆโ
โUnโฆ I love youโฆ Ahโฆ Ahโฆ Ahโฆโ
With another high-pitched groan, white erupted from Qi Miโs lower body and splattered their chests. His intestines, too, seized around Min Chenโs length, constricting it.
Min Chen uttered a guttural hum, and his semen coated Qi Muโs insides.
โNnnnโฆโ
Qi Mu trembled with the intense heat, waves of pleasure wracking his brain. The experience entirely separate from his ejaculation shuddered through him, and he collapsed onto Min Chen in a heap.
He groaned as Min Chenโs breaths came in rough pants against his ear.
Min Chen didnโt pull away for a long time, letting his softening erection press against Qi Muโs stimulated prostate. Only after his hole started overflowing did Min Chen pull out and let everything flow down Qi Muโs white thighs.
Translator(s): Empress
TL Check: Bet
Editor(s): Bet
Proofer(s): Empress
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Today’s is a bit late because of this one’s… scandalous nature. Bear with us.
(And, okay, so if anyone’s followed DPB, you know I cannot stand the mushy parts of romance. There was lots of screeching.)
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I’m breathless
Ahhh! That was hot. Qi Mu and Min Chen were so innocent before this chapter. I suddenly feel like I’ve seen something I shouldn’t have. But no regrets! I enjoyed it. Thanks for translating!
And. I’m sorryyyy! My first thought just before the piano bench scene was that Qi Mu is going to have to clean the piano again. This has been such a slow burn. But it burns so hot!
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OMG! I don’t know what to say. This was hot. I loved it ๐๐๐๐
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-fans self-
Imagine with them both having a perfect pitch theyโll gonna say โah that moan is E sharpโ
Oh man, imagine listening to Min Chen’s next piece and Qi Mu notices that his moans have been transcribed into music.
Bravo !