DPM Chapter 63-Part 1
Translated by Snowfall77
Wu Xingyun ate in silence, listening to Ye Fan speak.
Bewilderment rising higher and higher in Wu Xingyun’s chest.
He’d stayed behind, however……Now the situation outside was in horrific shambles, and he couldn’t help even a little. How was he going to continue on with Ye Fan?
He didn’t have any resistance to the Saer substance fog. Just the small amount of white mist he’d breathed in when Ye Fan returned had made Wu Xingyun dizzy. Never mind going out and being exposed to the true thick fog.
After Ye Fan had talked about the outside for a few moments, he noticed Wu Xingyun’s downcast mood. Reaching out a hand, Ye Fan pulled Wu Xingyun over.
“Yun, I saw that many ordinary people died out there. I think you’re still alive because, first, this basement is well-protected, and second, because……” Ye Fan’s voice sunk low and mischievous. “Probably because I’ve shot directly into your body many times……”
Wu Xingyun was rendered speechless, but……It probably made sense. It could be thanks to Wu Xingyun’s body absorbing Ye Fan’s cum that Wu Xingyun had survived these past days.
But how could Wu Xingyun listen to Ye Fan’s words traced with obscene flirtation? What did Ye Fan mean—shooting it all inside?
However, Ye Fan’s hands had already turned dishonest, one inserted in Wu Xingyun’s collar, the other skillfully groping inside the soldier’s pants: “Yun, in order for you to live, I’ll shoot inside every day……
Ye Fan started nipping at Wu Xingyun’s neck, only for Wu Xingyun to break free.
Wu Xingyun was worried about the state of Ye Fan’s body. Having just been shot, the bullet almost hitting his stomach, and ending up about half-dead, how could Ye Fan still try to fuck around?
Arching an eyebrow, Ye Fan looked at Wu Xingyun standing by the side of the bed.
Thanks to Ye Fan, the soldier’s collar was open, showing clavicle and nice hints of chest.
Ye Fan didn’t have to imagine what it would feel like, taste like.
Furthermore, Wu Xingyun had struggled free too fiercely, and the pants Ye Fan had just undone were presently showing off half of Wu Xingyun’s bottom. With a slight twist of his head, Ye Fan could see the crack.
This kind of good opportunity, such a lovely view, how Ye Fan let it pass by?
Especially with the shy, exasperated expression in the soldier’s eyes, Ye Fan felt that so long as he had glimpses of that, his body didn’t hurt at all.
In fact, his injuries were healing quite rapidly.
Ye Fan wiped his wound with a wet cloth, then said: “Look……I’ve healed already.”
Wu Xingyun took one step towards Ye Fan, examining unbelievingly the spot he’d just taken the bullet from.
The bleeding had long stopped, and in spite of having no disinfectant, the wound really was—starting to heal.
Sure enough, as Luo Ying had predicted, Ye Fan’s body was growing stronger.
Nevertheless, even if Ye Fan was robust, that didn’t mean he should be making vigorous movements just yet, right?
So Wu Xingyun bluntly refused him: “You can’t move like this, you need to lie down and rest. You’ll be better after you get some sleep. Don’t be restless.”
But Ye Fan didn’t yield: “Look at me, you think I can fall asleep in this condition?”
Although covered with a thin quilt, Ye Fan’s groin was sporting a very impressive erection.
“Never mind you,” Wu Xingyun said, “I’m going to bed!” He went to climb into his top bunk, only to be pulled down and captured by Ye Fan.
Using both hands, Ye Fan separated Wu Xingyun’s thighs, making the soldier straddle his own body, and said with uplifted brows: “I know you love me……Then love me to the end. Sit on it.”
“Will not!” Wu Xingyun tried to close his legs back together, however Ye Fan quickly pulled them apart again.
Draw together again. Pull apart again.
In the process of their tangling, Wu Xingyun’s pants were stripped off, and his disheveled shirt only half-covered him. Ye Fan kept having to swallow his saliva.
His painfully hard cock rubbing against Wu Xingyun, Ye Fan urged: “Be good, put it in yourself, otherwise……You know what I’ll do.”
Wu Xingyun knew perfectly well what Ye Fan meant by that threat.
In the previous ten days, if Wu Xingyun wasn’t cooperative, he’d be made to cry and moan until he gave up.
Therefore, Wu Xingyun prudently spread his legs in order to ride Ye Fan, expressing somewhat worriedly at the same time: “I……I haven’t done this.”
Ye Fan raised his eyebrows yet again, intending to take full advantage of the situation to make some very excessive demands.
“The lubricant is by the headboard, get yourself ready and take it in,” he said.
Wu Xingyun, bashful and a little angry under the heat of Ye Fan’s scorching gaze, hesitated a long while before finally slowly using his fingers to expand himself.
When he was mostly ready, he started trying to lower himself onto Ye Fan’s rigid member.
Ye Fan’s cock was too big though, and Wu Xingyun tried inserting it several times without success. Slightly leaning up, Ye Fan grabbed Wu Xingyun by the shoulder, and straightened the soldier’s waist, pulling his body down until he was pierced to the hilt.
It was the first time they’d done this position, and Wu Xingyun felt like Ye Fan’s long, thick cock was invading into his stomach.
“Yun, I’m hurt and I can’t move……You move, do it properly. Come on!” Ye Fan pressed.
Wu Xingyun was obliged to follow the other’s requirements.
“Clench a bit!” Ye Fan’s tone turned commanding. Watching the different postures of the soldier moving up and down atop himself, Ye Fan felt his soul was flying up to the heavens. It was indescribably wonderful.
After doing it in that position three times, Wu Xingyun said nothing. It wasn’t from feeling embarrassed or prudish, but he was truly anxious that Ye Fan would die from too much ejaculation!
DPM Chapter 63-Part 1
Translated by Snowfall77
Wu Xingyun ate in silence, listening to Ye Fan speak.
Bewilderment rising higher and higher in Wu Xingyun’s chest.
He’d stayed behind, however……Now the situation outside was in horrific shambles, and he couldn’t help even a little. How was he going to continue on with Ye Fan?
He didn’t have any resistance to the Saer substance fog. Just the small amount of white mist he’d breathed in when Ye Fan returned had made Wu Xingyun dizzy. Never mind going out and being exposed to the true thick fog.
After Ye Fan had talked about the outside for a few moments, he noticed Wu Xingyun’s downcast mood. Reaching out a hand, Ye Fan pulled Wu Xingyun over.
“Yun, I saw that many ordinary people died out there. I think you’re still alive because, first, this basement is well-protected, and second, because……” Ye Fan’s voice sunk low and mischievous. “Probably because I’ve shot directly into your body many times……”
Wu Xingyun was rendered speechless, but……It probably made sense. It could be thanks to Wu Xingyun’s body absorbing Ye Fan’s cum that Wu Xingyun had survived these past days.
But how could Wu Xingyun listen to Ye Fan’s words traced with obscene flirtation? What did Ye Fan mean—shooting it all inside?
However, Ye Fan’s hands had already turned dishonest, one inserted in Wu Xingyun’s collar, the other skillfully groping inside the soldier’s pants: “Yun, in order for you to live, I’ll shoot inside every day……
Ye Fan started nipping at Wu Xingyun’s neck, only for Wu Xingyun to break free.
Wu Xingyun was worried about the state of Ye Fan’s body. Having just been shot, the bullet almost hitting his stomach, and ending up about half-dead, how could Ye Fan still try to fuck around?
Arching an eyebrow, Ye Fan looked at Wu Xingyun standing by the side of the bed.
Thanks to Ye Fan, the soldier’s collar was open, showing clavicle and nice hints of chest.
Ye Fan didn’t have to imagine what it would feel like, taste like.
Furthermore, Wu Xingyun had struggled free too fiercely, and the pants Ye Fan had just undone were presently showing off half of Wu Xingyun’s bottom. With a slight twist of his head, Ye Fan could see the crack.
This kind of good opportunity, such a lovely view, how Ye Fan let it pass by?
Especially with the shy, exasperated expression in the soldier’s eyes, Ye Fan felt that so long as he had glimpses of that, his body didn’t hurt at all.
In fact, his injuries were healing quite rapidly.
Ye Fan wiped his wound with a wet cloth, then said: “Look……I’ve healed already.”
Wu Xingyun took one step towards Ye Fan, examining unbelievingly the spot he’d just taken the bullet from.
The bleeding had long stopped, and in spite of having no disinfectant, the wound really was—starting to heal.
Sure enough, as Luo Ying had predicted, Ye Fan’s body was growing stronger.
Nevertheless, even if Ye Fan was robust, that didn’t mean he should be making vigorous movements just yet, right?
So Wu Xingyun bluntly refused him: “You can’t move like this, you need to lie down and rest. You’ll be better after you get some sleep. Don’t be restless.”
But Ye Fan didn’t yield: “Look at me, you think I can fall asleep in this condition?”
Although covered with a thin quilt, Ye Fan’s groin was sporting a very impressive erection.
“Never mind you,” Wu Xingyun said, “I’m going to bed!” He went to climb into his top bunk, only to be pulled down and captured by Ye Fan.
Using both hands, Ye Fan separated Wu Xingyun’s thighs, making the soldier straddle his own body, and said with uplifted brows: “I know you love me……Then love me to the end. Sit on it.”
“Will not!” Wu Xingyun tried to close his legs back together, however Ye Fan quickly pulled them apart again.
Draw together again. Pull apart again.
In the process of their tangling, Wu Xingyun’s pants were stripped off, and his disheveled shirt only half-covered him. Ye Fan kept having to swallow his saliva.
His painfully hard cock rubbing against Wu Xingyun, Ye Fan urged: “Be good, put it in yourself, otherwise……You know what I’ll do.”
Wu Xingyun knew perfectly well what Ye Fan meant by that threat.
In the previous ten days, if Wu Xingyun wasn’t cooperative, he’d be made to cry and moan until he gave up.
Therefore, Wu Xingyun prudently spread his legs in order to ride Ye Fan, expressing somewhat worriedly at the same time: “I……I haven’t done this.”
Ye Fan raised his eyebrows yet again, intending to take full advantage of the situation to make some very excessive demands.
“The lubricant is by the headboard, get yourself ready and take it in,” he said.
Wu Xingyun, bashful and a little angry under the heat of Ye Fan’s scorching gaze, hesitated a long while before finally slowly using his fingers to expand himself.
When he was mostly ready, he started trying to lower himself onto Ye Fan’s rigid member.
Ye Fan’s cock was too big though, and Wu Xingyun tried inserting it several times without success. Slightly leaning up, Ye Fan grabbed Wu Xingyun by the shoulder, and straightened the soldier’s waist, pulling his body down until he was pierced to the hilt.
It was the first time they’d done this position, and Wu Xingyun felt like Ye Fan’s long, thick cock was invading into his stomach.
“Yun, I’m hurt and I can’t move……You move, do it properly. Come on!” Ye Fan pressed.
Wu Xingyun was obliged to follow the other’s requirements.
“Clench a bit!” Ye Fan’s tone turned commanding. Watching the different postures of the soldier moving up and down atop himself, Ye Fan felt his soul was flying up to the heavens. It was indescribably wonderful.
After doing it in that position three times, Wu Xingyun said nothing. It wasn’t from feeling embarrassed or prudish, but he was truly anxious that Ye Fan would die from too much ejaculation!
