DPM Chapter 91-Sweet Sailing Part 2
Translated by Snowfall77
At the same time, aboard a commercial spacecraft, Wu Xingyun was also thrown onto a bed by Mozun.
Mozun had forked out a lot of money for a first class cabin. But, although it was quite nice, the room was rather small, containing only a bathroom, writing desk, a porthole, and a large bed.
On the bed, Wu Xingyun who was covered in sand, frowned at Mozun, worried about the clean sheets being dirtied: “Let me wash first……”
Before Wu Xingyun could finish his sentence, Mozun pressed the soldier down more forcibly, expression rather indignant: “Did you have fun chatting with your Company Commander just now?”
Cocking his head, Wu Xingyun regarded Mozun for a moment: “Are you feeling jealous?”
Mozun clasped Wu Xingyun’s chin as he ordered in a high and mighty tone: “Kiss me. Maybe I’ll forgive you……”
Not daring to oppose Mozun at such times, Wu Xingyun obediently pressed his lips to Mozun’s lips: “Won’t you let me take a bath? You know where I just got back from, I haven’t washed for days, and all that sand on Wen Nuo’s……oh, mmm.”
Mozun disregarded Wu Xingyun’s request. While the soldier was talking, Mozun’s head was buzzing, his mind blank, all his blood rushing to a lower place.
This person. The smiling expression, the voice coaxing for mercy. So familiar and so arousing.
Over two thousand years of waiting, enduring, were over. Right now Mozun didn’t have to restrain himself any longer.
Fumbling at Wu Xingyun’s clothes, Mozun was too impatient. After trying twice without success, Mozun expeditiously tore them open.
Smooth flesh, full of strength, was laid bare before Mozun’s hungry gaze. Just like it had been in the past, the soldier was a little bashful, his face slightly flushed. Yet he didn’t try to resist.
Mozun kissed and groped the body he hadn’t been able to touch for so long. The skin with its clear veins, the supple muscles, they were no longer withheld from Mozun, and he couldn’t help letting out a low cry, murmuring: “Yun……I……I missed you……I think I’m going crazy……”
Reaching out his arms, Wu Xingyun hugged Mozun’s neck. Then he adeptly wrapped his legs around Mozun’s waist, making the invitation.
Although it felt almost like a dream to Wu Xingyun, the present intimacy wasn’t much different from the old intimacy. Mozun, however, felt like he was soaring high up in the clouds. When he entered the soldier’s body, when the soldier’s insides encircled his cock, and their bodies were entangled, an immense wave of happiness washed over Mozun, drowning him.
He’d feared the day would never come when he could see his lover from across the millennia gasping for breath in his arms again. But now the soldier’s moans and cries brought Mozun such wild pleasure that he thought his chest was about to explode.
“Yun……I love you……Yun.” Mozun couldn’t stop his words, couldn’t stop kissing the man in his embrace.
In the beginning, Wu Xingyun responded passionately. After a few rounds though, it started being too much to take, so Wu Xingyun tried pleading for leniency: “You, I need a break, I’m a little tired……”
Mozun considerately answered: “You don’t need to move, I’ll move. I……I haven’t eaten for two thousand years, I have to eat my fill.”
The sounds of ‘papapa’ continued. Quite a while later, Wu Xingyun, feeling like his legs wouldn’t close, tried entreating yet again: “Don’t……don’t……ah……”
But Mozun made the satisfaction wash over Wu Xingyun like a tidal wave, submerging the soldier’s senses, sweeping away his objections.
Ten days after boarding the ship, Mozun finally decided to let Wu Xingyun off. Soaking in the bathtub, Mozun leaned the half-dead Wu Xingyun against himself. Then Mozun attentively washed the soldier’s body while occasionally nibbling on his earlobes.
Wu Xingyun rested his head on Mozun’s chest: “You……I really should be grateful you were barely alive on our wedding night. If
not……I’m not sure my body could have taken it. I might have died from having sex with you! I’ll be thankful for all my struggles in the last days, they made my body slowly get stronger and stronger. Otherwise I would’ve damn well passed out on the first day.”
Mozun’s mischievous mouth licked Wu Xingyun’s ear before nipping on the neck: “Well, I regret! I should have done it earlier. These past twenty years, I’ve often thought about things you said in the last days. Someone who needed a spanking, someone with a horribly inferior character. In your heart, am I that kind of a bastard?!”
Wu Xingyun smiled, but didn’t speak.
Not done airing past grievances, Mozun continued: “You had me cursing myself! When we were traveling with Uncle Luo, I barely kissed you and you beat me up. I’ve been left to puzzle over what I did to make you so upset for untold years! What the hell had I done that you were that angry and distraught?”
Unable to help himself, Wu Xingyun gave a little laugh.
Mozun gave his lover a shake: “You better talk! If you don’t explain yourself now, it’ll be useless begging for mercy later!”
Finally Wu Xingyun sighed: “My heart was still hurting back then. On our wedding night I found out your scheme for us to die together. The next day you dragged me to see your old lover. You messed around with Ouyang Liu, causing a bunch of chaos. Tell me, who would be happy about all that?”
Hearing Wu Xingyun’s words, Mozun tasted them like honey and whispered back: “So you’ve been in love with me for a long time, is that right?”
Wu Xingyun made no reply. Mozun’s hands ceased to be honest, sliding up and down Wu Xingyun’s firm waist, while his tone turned rather dubious: “It’s alright if you won’t say……after all, it’ll take about two months for us to reach our destination. You don’t have to worry, I’ve got plenty of time……to make you start talking.”
Feeling Mozun’s momentarily soft cock start to burningly harden against him, Wu Xingyun hurriedly opened his mouth: “Yes……I liked you a little back then.”
“Mmm……I also like you.” Showing no inclination to stop, Mozun’s motions grew more skillful. Wasn’t Wu Xingyun provoking him? He should make the soldier gasp and cry.
Pressed down for sex yet again, Wu Xingyun inwardly sobbed. The Mozun who’d been denied for many years was truly frightening. It didn’t matter what Wu Xingyun said to Mozun, the soldier ended up getting screwed every time.
And Mozun loved to ask unanswerable questions.
Such as: “Are you comfortable?”
If Wu Xingyun answered “comfortable,” Mozun would proceed to make him even more comfortable.
If Wu Xingyun answered “not comfortable,” Mozun would move the soldier’s body, asking after: “Is this more comfortable?”
If Wu Xingyun deigned not answer at all, well……wait to be done until dead!
Then there was: “Do you love me?” “Do you like it?” You were jealous back then?” “Do you want to eat?”
Answer “yes,” papapa.
Answer “no,” papapa.
Don’t answer anything, still papapa!
They didn’t just have sex on the bed. There was the floor, the bathtub, by the porthole, and even the ship’s public toilet. For two months, Mozun employed a variety of positions. While Wu Xingyun tried using his invisibility, only to unfortunately find it wouldn’t save him.
Their cabin wasn’t that big. Even when Wu Xingyun let his body vanish, Mozun would find him quickly and……more feverish kisses and more vigorous fucking.
By the time the ship finally made it to the border of Mozun’s territory, and about half a day before they due to disembark, Wu Xingyun miserably found that two months of Mozun’s lovemaking had left his legs unable to close. And if he moved his body the slightest, that white fluid shot into him would leak out……
DPM Chapter 91-Sweet Sailing Part 2
Translated by Snowfall77
At the same time, aboard a commercial spacecraft, Wu Xingyun was also thrown onto a bed by Mozun.
Mozun had forked out a lot of money for a first class cabin. But, although it was quite nice, the room was rather small, containing only a bathroom, writing desk, a porthole, and a large bed.
On the bed, Wu Xingyun who was covered in sand, frowned at Mozun, worried about the clean sheets being dirtied: “Let me wash first……”
Before Wu Xingyun could finish his sentence, Mozun pressed the soldier down more forcibly, expression rather indignant: “Did you have fun chatting with your Company Commander just now?”
Cocking his head, Wu Xingyun regarded Mozun for a moment: “Are you feeling jealous?”
Mozun clasped Wu Xingyun’s chin as he ordered in a high and mighty tone: “Kiss me. Maybe I’ll forgive you……”
Not daring to oppose Mozun at such times, Wu Xingyun obediently pressed his lips to Mozun’s lips: “Won’t you let me take a bath? You know where I just got back from, I haven’t washed for days, and all that sand on Wen Nuo’s……oh, mmm.”
Mozun disregarded Wu Xingyun’s request. While the soldier was talking, Mozun’s head was buzzing, his mind blank, all his blood rushing to a lower place.
This person. The smiling expression, the voice coaxing for mercy. So familiar and so arousing.
Over two thousand years of waiting, enduring, were over. Right now Mozun didn’t have to restrain himself any longer.
Fumbling at Wu Xingyun’s clothes, Mozun was too impatient. After trying twice without success, Mozun expeditiously tore them open.
Smooth flesh, full of strength, was laid bare before Mozun’s hungry gaze. Just like it had been in the past, the soldier was a little bashful, his face slightly flushed. Yet he didn’t try to resist.
Mozun kissed and groped the body he hadn’t been able to touch for so long. The skin with its clear veins, the supple muscles, they were no longer withheld from Mozun, and he couldn’t help letting out a low cry, murmuring: “Yun……I……I missed you……I think I’m going crazy……”
Reaching out his arms, Wu Xingyun hugged Mozun’s neck. Then he adeptly wrapped his legs around Mozun’s waist, making the invitation.
Although it felt almost like a dream to Wu Xingyun, the present intimacy wasn’t much different from the old intimacy. Mozun, however, felt like he was soaring high up in the clouds. When he entered the soldier’s body, when the soldier’s insides encircled his cock, and their bodies were entangled, an immense wave of happiness washed over Mozun, drowning him.
He’d feared the day would never come when he could see his lover from across the millennia gasping for breath in his arms again. But now the soldier’s moans and cries brought Mozun such wild pleasure that he thought his chest was about to explode.
“Yun……I love you……Yun.” Mozun couldn’t stop his words, couldn’t stop kissing the man in his embrace.
In the beginning, Wu Xingyun responded passionately. After a few rounds though, it started being too much to take, so Wu Xingyun tried pleading for leniency: “You, I need a break, I’m a little tired……”
Mozun considerately answered: “You don’t need to move, I’ll move. I……I haven’t eaten for two thousand years, I have to eat my fill.”
The sounds of ‘papapa’ continued. Quite a while later, Wu Xingyun, feeling like his legs wouldn’t close, tried entreating yet again: “Don’t……don’t……ah……”
But Mozun made the satisfaction wash over Wu Xingyun like a tidal wave, submerging the soldier’s senses, sweeping away his objections.
Ten days after boarding the ship, Mozun finally decided to let Wu Xingyun off. Soaking in the bathtub, Mozun leaned the half-dead Wu Xingyun against himself. Then Mozun attentively washed the soldier’s body while occasionally nibbling on his earlobes.
Wu Xingyun rested his head on Mozun’s chest: “You……I really should be grateful you were barely alive on our wedding night. If
not……I’m not sure my body could have taken it. I might have died from having sex with you! I’ll be thankful for all my struggles in the last days, they made my body slowly get stronger and stronger. Otherwise I would’ve damn well passed out on the first day.”
Mozun’s mischievous mouth licked Wu Xingyun’s ear before nipping on the neck: “Well, I regret! I should have done it earlier. These past twenty years, I’ve often thought about things you said in the last days. Someone who needed a spanking, someone with a horribly inferior character. In your heart, am I that kind of a bastard?!”
Wu Xingyun smiled, but didn’t speak.
Not done airing past grievances, Mozun continued: “You had me cursing myself! When we were traveling with Uncle Luo, I barely kissed you and you beat me up. I’ve been left to puzzle over what I did to make you so upset for untold years! What the hell had I done that you were that angry and distraught?”
Unable to help himself, Wu Xingyun gave a little laugh.
Mozun gave his lover a shake: “You better talk! If you don’t explain yourself now, it’ll be useless begging for mercy later!”
Finally Wu Xingyun sighed: “My heart was still hurting back then. On our wedding night I found out your scheme for us to die together. The next day you dragged me to see your old lover. You messed around with Ouyang Liu, causing a bunch of chaos. Tell me, who would be happy about all that?”
Hearing Wu Xingyun’s words, Mozun tasted them like honey and whispered back: “So you’ve been in love with me for a long time, is that right?”
Wu Xingyun made no reply. Mozun’s hands ceased to be honest, sliding up and down Wu Xingyun’s firm waist, while his tone turned rather dubious: “It’s alright if you won’t say……after all, it’ll take about two months for us to reach our destination. You don’t have to worry, I’ve got plenty of time……to make you start talking.”
Feeling Mozun’s momentarily soft cock start to burningly harden against him, Wu Xingyun hurriedly opened his mouth: “Yes……I liked you a little back then.”
“Mmm……I also like you.” Showing no inclination to stop, Mozun’s motions grew more skillful. Wasn’t Wu Xingyun provoking him? He should make the soldier gasp and cry.
Pressed down for sex yet again, Wu Xingyun inwardly sobbed. The Mozun who’d been denied for many years was truly frightening. It didn’t matter what Wu Xingyun said to Mozun, the soldier ended up getting screwed every time.
And Mozun loved to ask unanswerable questions.
Such as: “Are you comfortable?”
If Wu Xingyun answered “comfortable,” Mozun would proceed to make him even more comfortable.
If Wu Xingyun answered “not comfortable,” Mozun would move the soldier’s body, asking after: “Is this more comfortable?”
If Wu Xingyun deigned not answer at all, well……wait to be done until dead!
Then there was: “Do you love me?” “Do you like it?” You were jealous back then?” “Do you want to eat?”
Answer “yes,” papapa.
Answer “no,” papapa.
Don’t answer anything, still papapa!
They didn’t just have sex on the bed. There was the floor, the bathtub, by the porthole, and even the ship’s public toilet. For two months, Mozun employed a variety of positions. While Wu Xingyun tried using his invisibility, only to unfortunately find it wouldn’t save him.
Their cabin wasn’t that big. Even when Wu Xingyun let his body vanish, Mozun would find him quickly and……more feverish kisses and more vigorous fucking.
By the time the ship finally made it to the border of Mozun’s territory, and about half a day before they due to disembark, Wu Xingyun miserably found that two months of Mozun’s lovemaking had left his legs unable to close. And if he moved his body the slightest, that white fluid shot into him would leak out……
