Heroic Death System (BL)

ARC 9 : BECOMING YOUR GOD

Chapter 110

Translator: Sarah  | TLC: SnowTime

It’s understandable that the Love God is a pleasure first person (hedonistic), but he should not “enjoy pleasures” with Shang Ke. Now, he was in trouble with the War God and had dragged Shang Ke in the crossfire.

Shang Ke was taken to the War God’s temple again and it was easy to predict what would happen next. He decided to change from being passive to active. Taking the chance while Saya was taking off his mask, he wrapped his arms around his neck and blocked his mouth before he could release his anger.

Saya was stunned and he stood stiffly in his temple, allowing Shang Ke to attack his lips. Their mouths were tightly fused together, sucking tongues and exchanging saliva. 

Gradually, Saya’s body relaxed. He had one hand over the Evil God’s waist and the other holding the back of his head. Their kissing turned from rusty to skilled, their response growing more enthusiastic as the kiss deepened. A wave of heat assaulted the two bodies, drowning them in endless desire and extinguishing their reason.

Shang Ke’s clothes fell to the ground as he was pushed against the wall by the War God. Saya once again demonstrated his instant stripping skills, casually slipping Shang Ke out the inconvenient clothes.

Shang Ke swiftly wore his animal hide skirt again. There was a saying that no matter how much one was a loser, you must still put in all your efforts. Saya was still so immaculately dressed, no matter what he cannot be forced down so easily.

Saya was no longer satisfied with just kissing and started attacking other areas.

Although this was his first time, Saya had lived for so long that in the areas of making love, he was already familiar with it from watching. The one thing he lacked was experience, which led to him having no clue what foreplay was so he was entirely driven by instinct.

Shang Ke’s animal hide skirt had no defensive power so he was instantly driven into by Saya’s length, leaving no room to resist.

Shang Ke raised his head and before he could cry out in pain, he was interrupted by Saya’s next move.

The constant sound of skin against skin echoed throughout the temple, accompanied by thick-heavy breathing, as if they were on fire.

Not to be outdone, Shang Ke tried to keep up with the War God’s pace but it only served to make his next thrusts more intense.

In his daze, Shang Ke was adjusted into a position to bear more power from behind.

The animal hide skirt blocked the view of their intimate position, the rustling movement of the cloth was the only thing visible giving small glimpse of the situation beneath.

Gods were physically more powerful than humans and their desires were raw and direct so they enjoyed a fusion between the body and soul. Spiritual power surged up and spread all throughout, causing the nearby gods to sink into confusion.

It was unknown how long they were at it but Shang Ke had fallen asleep in exhaustion. A god’s fatigue stems from the consumption of his power, so the power Shang Ke had accumulated bit by hit from his believers were all given to Saya.

Afterwards, Saya layed languidly on the bed beside the Evil God, supporting his own head while his other hand stroked up and down Shang Ke’s bare back. His eyes roved over the other’s skin covered in love bites and bruises. Gently, he turned him around and bent over to tenderly kiss his lips. He stared at Shang Ke’s sleeping face with eyes overflowing with satisfaction and joy.