My Roommate Always Seems To Bully Me Chapter 8 (End)

**Chapter 8 of “My Roommate Seems to Be Bullying Me”**

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Quietly cursing to himself, Qi Shang’s plan was to strip you and throw you on the bed.

Xia Qi didn’t get a reply and sighed softly.

“I’m a bit tired…”

Qi Shang immediately stopped, forcing himself to sound casual as he asked, “How about we go to the hotel and rest for a bit, then go have dinner?”

While waiting for Xia Qi’s response, Qi Shang’s heart was racing, almost jumping out of his mouth.

Even though Xia Qi had implicitly agreed last night, people often make decisions at night and change their minds during the day.

He was really afraid Xia Qi might back out now.

Xia Qi’s ears were tinged with a little red, and he looked away.

“Okay.”

Qi Shang could have wished for a bed to fall from the sky right then, so he could take care of things immediately.

Holding back his surging desires, he checked in with the fastest pace of his life.

As soon as they entered the room, Qi Shang didn’t even have time to insert the key card; he pushed Xia Qi against the door and kissed him.

He mercilessly entangled Xia Qi’s evasive tongue, with a sense of urgency as if he wanted to devour him.

“Mmm… Qi… Qi Shang…”

Xia Qi struggled to respond, unable to form coherent sentences. Qi Shang realized he had gotten a bit too impatient and quickly pulled back.

“Sorry, I couldn’t hold back.”

Xia Qi tried to calm his breathing, his eyes misty.

The two looked at each other for a while, then couldn’t help but press together again.

This time, Qi Shang was much gentler, like he was savoring a dessert.

As they kissed, their bodies began to stir.

Qi Shang’s hand slipped under his shirt, rubbing his waist for a while before moving downward.

When he started massaging Xia Qi’s firm buttocks, Xia Qi clearly trembled.

Qi Shang’s voice became hoarse.

“Baby, let’s do it.”

Xia Qi blinked, bit his lower lip, and remained silent.

But he started undoing Qi Shang’s buttons.

Damn.

Qi Shang’s mind went blank, and blood rushed to his head. He scooped Xia Qi up and, in two steps, threw him onto the bed and stripped him clean.

The atmosphere had reached a breaking point, ready to burst.

So no one expected that, as Qi Shang pinned Xia Qi down and pressed on him, he would, shockingly, climax immediately.

Without doing anything, he shot a load of cum into Xia Qi’s stomach.

Both of them were stunned.

Xia Qi was silent for a moment, his expression becoming somewhat subtle.

Qi Shang was in shock.

Damn, what’s happening?

Shit, did I just ejaculate too early?

He wanted to explain, saying it was because he had been holding back too long, because his baby was too sexy, because he was too excited…

But no matter how he explained, it couldn’t hide the fact that he had come in mid-air.

Qi Shang wanted to die.

Xia Qi cleared his throat and broke the awkwardness, “Well, I’ll go take a shower first… I’ve sweated a bit from the hike…”

He then got out of bed.

The sound of the shower running started. Qi Shang anxiously picked up his phone.

Maybe I should order some medication…

Even if he had to exhaust himself today, he had to give Xia Qi a better experience.

Searching for some pills, he found that the pharmacies were too far away, not making it in time.

He started regretting booking a hotel in such a lousy place.

While pacing back and forth, the sound of water stopped.

Xia Qi emerged wrapped in a towel, still damp.

Qi Shang hurriedly went in and took a shower as well.

When he came out, he saw Xia Qi putting on his clothes.

He instinctively stepped forward and held Xia Qi’s hand.

“Don’t put it on yet; we’ll be taking it off again.”

Xia Qi, head lowered, obediently put the clothes back down.

Qi Shang held his face gently and kissed him carefully, cursing his little brother in his mind.

At a critical moment, he had failed.

Fortunately, his little brother showed some resilience, and as he took Xia Qi’s little red beads in his mouth, he slowly became erect, poking directly into Xia Qi’s lower abdomen.

He immediately changed position, guiding Xia Qi to spread his legs and sit on top of him.

He wanted to see every expression of Xia Qi. Not missing a single detail.

His fingers traced down the crack, massaging around the entrance for a while before lightly penetrating.

The soft, hot interior quickly enveloped him.

Qi Shang paused, somewhat surprised.

“You’ve stretched yourself before?”

Xia Qi, with his hands gripping Qi Shang’s shoulders, nodded with a flushed face.

Damn.

Imagining Xia Qi stretching himself alone in the bathroom…

Qi Shang nearly climaxed again.

Ah, what a treasure.

He wanted to just thrust in recklessly and make him come.

“From now on, I’ll handle things like this. You don’t have to do it yourself.”

He said, taking Xia Qi’s slightly swollen lips and lingering downward, licking his Adam’s apple.

As Xia Qi shivered all over, Qi Shang took the opportunity to push in the head of his penis.

“Ah…”

Xia Qi let out a light moan of discomfort.

“Baby, be a good boy, take it all in, okay?”

The long-awaited warmth enveloped him, sending waves of pleasure through his body.

Qi Shang tightened his grip, slowly thrusting in.

With each push, both of them couldn’t avoid trembling together.

Once fully inside, their satisfied sighs mingled.

Qi Shang fondled Xia Qi’s sensitive spots, gently rocking while comforting him,

“See, it’s not scary at all, it feels good, doesn’t it? It won’t do any harm.”

Xia Qi closed his eyes slightly, not sure if he was listening.

Qi Shang moved his hand to Xia Qi’s waist, starting to thrust, and the light moans turned into fragmented groans.

Damn.

Half a month.

Happiness was finally back.

When he first had sex with Xia Qi, he found his sensitive spot.

This time, he skillfully hit that area.

The hands gripping his shoulders tightened suddenly.

Xia Qi’s voice carried a plea.

“Qi Shang… no… don’t… there… ah…”

“Don’t be afraid, I’ll make you feel good.”

Qi Shang quickened his pace, each thrust precisely rubbing that spot.

Xia Qi’s once-soft back arched tightly, his breathing became rapid.

His moist lips were slightly parted, emitting increasingly high-pitched whimpers.

With each withdrawal, the red, swollen entrance gripped the penis tightly, with a wet shine at their junction.

The slapping sound of Qi Shang’s balls against Xia Qi’s butt mixed with the rhythmic splashing sounds. As the pace quickened, the moans became continuous.

The entrance suddenly tightened immensely, with a slight spasm just like last time.

Qi Shang bit down on Xia Qi’s collarbone, leaving a red mark on his pale skin.

Before he could complain, he laid Xia Qi flat on the bed.

He pressed Xia Qi’s knees against the mattress and began thrusting vigorously.

“Ah ah ah… I can’t… Qi Shang… it’s too much… ah…”

Qi Shang gritted his teeth, spreading Xia Qi’s legs wider.

Each thrust was deep, grinding over the bulge with force.

Xia Qi tilted his head back, showing his beautiful neck curve, trembling all over.

He could no longer make any sounds, only breathing heavily.

He was close.

Qi Shang grabbed Xia Qi’s needy member, stroked it a couple of times, then covered the tip with his fingertip.

He didn’t mean to bully Xia Qi.

For this rare occasion, he wanted to share it with him.

White fluid covered the bed, and as his head tingled and everything turned white, Qi Shang released his hand.

Then he held Xia Qi tightly.

The warmth spread quickly between their stomachs.

They embraced and panted for a long time.

The half-soft organ inside Xia Qi started to rise again.

“Qi Shang… stop.” Xia Qi couldn’t hold back, his voice becoming hoarse.

Qi Shang brushed the sweat-drenched hair from his forehead, coaxing gently, “This hotel costs a thousand. We haven’t quite gotten our money’s worth.”

Every time money was involved, Xia Qi was sensitive. His two-hour tutoring was 500, so he needed at least four hours to make it worth it.

Xia Qi hesitated, just as Qi Shang expected.

“Well… we can only do it one more time.”

I knew he’d soften up.

Qi Shang happily lifted him up.

They couldn’t just do it once; he needed to make up for the past half-month.