Cataclysm Chapter 129.5: Extras: Wedding Night

Chapter 129.5: Extras: Wedding Night

Translated by Addis of Exiled Rebels Scanlations

Editor: Karai

 

Not long after the college entrance exam, it was Chen Yang’s eighteenth birthday. Du Shuo accompanied him to celebrate and poured two glasses of sake for him. He placed the two glasses of sake, which were not very strong, in front of Chen Yang and said, “This is your coming-of-age drink, two glasses will be enough. Too much, and you’ll get drunk.”

Chen Yang picked up the delicate, small white ceramic sake bottle and looked at it in his hand, clearly reluctant to let it go. “Where did you buy this?”

“I didn’t buy it. I used to have free time, so I made it for fun. When I had nothing else to do, I also brewed wine. This sake has been kept in the Underworld for many years. Today is the first time it’s been opened. It’s perfect for celebrating your birthday.” Du Shuo smiled faintly.

Chen Yang placed the bottle back on the table and picked up a glass of sake. He took a sip and praised, “It’s delicious.” He smiled, his eyes curving as he drank the entire glass. The alcohol hit quickly. He hadn’t had alcohol before and by the time the second glass was down, he was already slightly tipsy. His cheeks were flushed, and his eyes shimmered with a misty glow, making him look utterly enticing. “How long… has it been stored?”

Du Shuo lowered his gaze, his eyes falling on the sake bottle. “Eighteen years.” He lifted his gaze to meet Chen Yang’s. “Just like your age.” 

He had carefully selected this bottle of eighteen-year-old sake from over ten thousand bottles stored in the Underworld. It was the only one of its kind.

Du Shuo smiled softly, his expression warm. Chen Yang couldn’t help but stare, a bit mesmerized, and reached out to trace his fingers along Du Shuo’s face. “Brother Du, you’re so handsome.”

Du Shuo caught his hand, pressing a soft kiss into his palm. “Not as handsome as you.”

Chen Yang shook his head, his words a bit slurred. “…I like you like this. I want to grow up like this.”

Du Shuo’s gaze grew intense, focusing on the enticing curve of his collarbone. With every breath, his still youthful, slender body seemed to be purposely teasing, even under the white shirt. 

“Do you like me?” he asked softly, his voice coaxing like speaking to a child.

Chen Yang stared at Du Shuo for a while, then leaned in close, whispering, “I do.”

Du Shuo pulled him into his arms, sitting him down on his lap. He kissed his lips, ears, neck, and collarbone, then asked, “Do you know what today is?”

“My birthday?”

“And?”

Chen Yang blinked, trying to think but couldn’t figure it out, so he shook his head. “I don’t know.”

“It’s our wedding night.”

“Wedding… night?” Chen Yang shook his head, then after a moment, shouted, “Grandpa Wu said no wedding night, no clothes off.” He grabbed onto his clothes, looking at Du Shuo with dissatisfaction. “Old men are all… such pervs!”

The words “old man” and “grandpa” both irritated Du Shuo, causing his forehead to ache a little. So he coaxed Chen Yang and said, “Okay, we won’t take off our clothes, but if we’re husbands, we have to consummate the marriage. You yourself promised to fulfill the duties of husbands, so do you want to go back on your word?”

Chen Yang was stunned. He had indeed promised Du Shuo that the two of them would be a real couple, so the obligations of a couple had to be fulfilled. One of those obligations was to consummate the marriage, so he nodded resolutely and said, “No regrets! Let’s consummate the marriage now!”

Du Shuo smiled, ”Yang Yang is a good boy.”

Chen Yang held his head high with pride, very pleased with himself.

“Do you know how to consummate the marriage?”

“Yes.” Chen Yang, who had received nine years of compulsory education, had also taken a biology class, and after learning about the duties of husband and wife, he had secretly gone to an Internet cafe to find out how the wedding night between two men was like. He took Du Shuo’s shoulders in his hands, his face serious and earnest as he instructed, “You must be gentle. You mustn’t hurt me, understand?”

Du Shuo raised an eyebrow slightly, and his heart began to warm. “I promise I won’t hurt you,” He picked Chen Yang up and carried him upstairs. 

Chen Yang put his arms around Du shuo’s neck and asked, “What are you doing?”

“Going to the bridal chamber.”

“Oh.” Chen Yang rested his head on Du Shuo’s neck and rubbed it for a while. His eyes were unfocused as he gazed into the void. After a while, he said, “I want sake.”

“There’s some in the bridal chamber.”

“Oh. Don’t lie to me.”

“I won’t lie to Yangyang.”

He opened the door and entered Chen Yang’s room, which was also their wedding room back then. Du Shuo decorated the room with his memory of the wedding two years ago, with a red “double happiness” word embroidered quilt, and two candles, a dragon and a phoenix. He turned off the lights and lit the candles, then changed into the wedding clothes for himself and Chen Yang. 

When he was changing Chen Yang’s clothes, he was still resisting, “Don’t take off my clothes.”

“No, I’m just dressing you.”

“Really?”

“Really. Hold out your arms and let me put the sleeves on.” After putting on all the undergarments, the inner shirt, the middle shirt and the outer robe of the groom’s clothes, Du Shuo chuckled softly, ”Yangyang, this is still the groom’s clothes that you embroidered with your own hands. My Yangyang is dexterous. What a good wife you are.”

He poured the wine into the two halves of a split gourd, which were tied together with red thread. Then he picked Chen Yang up and coaxed him into taking half the gourd while he took the other half. Chen Yang and Grandpa Wu were right when they said that Du Shuo was an old man. Old men are conservative and stick to the rules, so they must drink the wedding wine together in the bridal chamber to complete the ceremony.

The wine drank from the marriage cup with arms locked around one another’s, was a vow to never to be separated.

The two drank the wine from the marriage cup, and Chen Yang shook the cup upside down twice, “It’s all empty.” He looked even more drunk. Du Shuo took the cup from his hand and put it on the table, then turned around and carried Chen Yang to the wedding bed.

The dark red robe with floral pattern and the scarlet duvet wrap the small, fair-skinned groom. Du Shuo’s long, slender index finger lingered on Chen Yang’s clothing buttons, unbuttoning three of them to reveal his throat, collarbone, and white undershirt. The pale yellow candlelight made his skin look pale and smooth, warm and moist like jade, extremely attractive.

Du Shuo pulled Chen Yang up, hugging him like a child, and spread his legs, placing them at either end of his waist. Chen Yang was drunk, limp but conscious, and knew that the person in front of him was his husband, and that they were in the bridal chamber at the moment, about to consummate their wedding, so he did not resist. He wanted to fall back onto the soft bed, but Du Shuo held him back.

Without support at the waist, his back felt as if the spine had been removed, with nowhere to lean. Chen Yang set his sights on Du Shuo’s shoulders, glaring for a long time before climbing up with both hands and leaning over his neck. This seemed to be cooperating with Du Shuo, who laughed lightly, turned his face to the side, bit Chen Yang’s neck, grabbed the collar of the groom’s suit, pulled it down, retreated to his shoulders, and then licked his neck and ears a little, leaving wet, hot red marks on the back of his neck and behind his ears.

“Hmmm…” Chen Yang frowned, feeling a little annoyed. He opened his eyes and looked at the wall before asking Dushu, ”It tickles. Can you stop licking?”

“All listen to you.” In bed, Du Shuo listens to him, and everything can be discussed. So he changed from licking and sucking to nibbling, and removed his calm and gentle appearance to become a little crazy. Fortunately, it was only a little, and considering that his young wife was doing it for the first time, he restrained himself and was gentle, so as not to scare him before the foreplay even started.

Chen Yang’s face gradually turned red, and his lips and tongue were occupied and stirred, dancing with him. The sound of slurping water was especially loud in the quiet room, and the blushing moans filled the room. Du Shuo sucked on his bottom lip, repeatedly taking it into his mouth to taste it, as if it were a delicacy. After tasting it, he would go in and sweep it inside, wrapping it around Chen Yang’s weak tongue, preventing him from closing his mouth from beginning to end, and even making it difficult to breathe.

Saliva flowed out of his mouth and dripped along his chin, wetting his white undershirt. Seeing this, Du Shuo said in a hoarse voice, “So much drool, Yangyang is so naughty.”

Chen Yang was a little panicked. His tongue still had a burning pain and a numbing sensation, and he retorted with a lisp, “No. You’re…talking nonsense.”

“But look,” Du Shuo wiped some water onto Chen Yang’s face, “All the evidence is here.” 

Chen Yang’s eyes were red and he felt quite aggrieved, “Nonsense…you’re talking nonsense…” 

Seeing that his precious Yang Yang was really aggrieved, Du Shuo quickly coaxed, “Let’s take off our clothes and not soil them any further.”

Chen Yang was stubborn, “I’m not taking off my clothes.”

“Okay, you don’t have to.” The obedient Du Shuo pulled Chen Yang’s underwear off and took it all off. When Chen Yang resisted, he wrapped the big red outer robe around him and said, “The clothes are still there.” He coaxed him with gentle words, but in fact he was ambitious and had ulterior motives. So he leisurely admired Chen Yang, who was wearing only the scarlet robe. The handsome young man had a youthful, beautifully proportioned body with very well-developed muscles, long limbs, and fair skin. Wrapped in the scarlet robe, he looked like a seductress trying to lure people in.

No, he was even more seductive than the succubus, even more otherworldly than a goddess in any novel. Du Shuo’s movements were methodical, and his expression was calm, but the aching desire in his lower abdomen revealed his true thoughts. He took off his pants and undershirt, leaving only the bright red outer robe, which hung off his elbows, revealing his heaving chest and long, slender legs. Chen Yang’s lips parted, his eyes shining with moisture, looking at Du Shuo with unwavering trust.

This scene made the cold and indifferent Emperor’s heart boil and burn, screaming to immediately push him over, spread his legs apart and thrust in hard, taking him, making him scream and moan for mercy, wanting to escape but being pinned down underneath him. This was his wife whom he had married in a proper ceremony, his young wife who had worshiped the heavens and the earth and the ancestral hall, and only true lovemaking would confirm the relationship between the two.

But because it was the first time, he had to restrain himself.

The stubborn and conservative Fengdu Emperor explored Chen Yang’s body like a monk in ascetic practices, trying to make him feel as happy as possible. He bit Chen Yang’s nipple, guiding him to hold him himself. After stabilizing his body, he began to explore and knead the other nipple with confidence. Chen Yang first felt a tingling, then a sense of shame, which gradually turned into a strange indescribable feeling. Moans welled up uncontrollably in his throat.

“Unnnn—hunh, noooooo…”

Chen Yang was laid on the bed, and he licked all the way to his belly and took in his delicate desire. The little virgin had almost never done it himself, and he simply couldn’t stand the stimulation. He soon screamed and released it. Lying on his back on the bed, staring at the ceiling, he thought dazedly, “So this is the wedding night huh, it feels so good.”

Du Shuo chuckled, “It’s just the beginning, Yangyang.” He pulled open a drawer and took out some ointment. He brought his index and middle fingers together and took some of the ointment, then pulled Chen Yang’s thighs apart and pushed it into the crack of his buttocks. Slowly, a little at a time, he pushed it into the narrow back hole, feeling around like an explorer.

Chen Yang felt pain at first, as if his body was being pushed apart and poked into. Du Shuo asked him, “Does it hurt?” He moved his butt strangely and twisted his waist, saying, “It’s tight, a bit full”

Du Shuo was quite surprised that he didn’t feel any pain. ‘Yangyang is really a treasure.’ While talking, he put in a third finger, and very much began to kick and struggle, ‘Pain, go out.’ He frowned and said, ‘Uncomfortable, go out.’ Du Shuo hurriedly leaned over and kissed him, so that he was so lost in the kiss that he forgot the foreign object invading the entrance of his anus behind him.

When it was almost time, he pulled Chen Yang up and held him in his arms like he was holding a baby to pee, with his legs hanging in Du Shuo’s arms. Fortunately, Chen Yang’s ligaments were flexible, and he didn’t seem to feel anything when he was pulled to this extent. Du Shuo pulled down his pants and popped his high-spirited desire to test at Chen Yang’s slippery hole, and the biggest part of his head slipped in. The feeling for fingers was nothing like this. The moment it slipped in, it was extremely painful as if his hole was split open. Chen Yang wailed and kicked his legs, shedding tears of pain. Du Shuo coaxed him, kissed him, then lifted his hips up, and used his hands to hold him up and press down, going all the way in.

Chen Yang cried miserably, and his drunkenness suddenly subsided, and he quickly came to his senses. He cried,”Owwww, that hurts!”

“Good Yangyang, it doesn’t hurt. It may hurt now, but soon it won’t hurt anymore, and you will feel good soon.” Du Shuo pressed Chen Yang down on the bed and entered him from behind. He pushed Chen Yang’s legs apart with his knees, grasped his thin waist and hips, and then penetrated him deeply. He didn’t move quickly, waiting for Chen Yang to slowly get used to it. Chen Yang groaned, bracing the weight of his body on his elbows on the bright red sheet, and clutching the back with both hands. The pain that he had originally found unbearable slowly faded, becoming a feeling of swelling, heat, and some itchiness.

“Umm…” he let out a soft groan, a little dissatisfied with Du Shuo’s slow and deep thrusting. He slowly shook his waist and hips to follow the movement of the penetration. Du Shuo narrowed his eyes slightly, supporting his legs wider apart, while he pressed down on himself, so that he was completely embedded, as if they had become one. He knew that at this time, Chen Yang had already felt pleasure. But it wasn’t enough, he had to fall madly into the pleasure of lust. So he slowly explored and searched, poking at the raised spot.

Chen Yang’s moans were interrupted, his eyes lost, lost in the mind-numbing pleasure of this extreme stimulation. When Du Shuo noticed this, he began an intense, continuous, unrelenting assault on this spot, pounding hard and forcefully, dragging Chen Yang into a maelstrom of ecstasy.

Chen Yang’s whole body was limp and trembling, especially the area below the waist, which felt like it didn’t even belong to him. His body was completely opened up and unable to defend itself, and the intense pleasure and stimulation made his brain feel like mush, unable to think. He begged unconsciously, “It’s broken…haha…it’s broken, my stomach is broken…”

“No, my baby Yang Yang is a good boy. Nothing is broken. You took all of me.” Du Shuo coaxed him, as if he was coaxing his own spoiled baby. But the movements of his lower body were fierce, as if he wanted to completely pin Chen Yang to the bed, without the slightest pause, as fast as driving piles. Halfway through, he flipped Chen Yang over, but his lower body was still inside, rubbing inside again and again, and pushing hard to his belly. This made Chen Yang cry again, shouting that his belly was broken, but he didn’t know that the more he shouted, the more excited Du Shuo became, and the more fierce the weapon below became.

Du Shuo broke open Chen Yang’s two buttocks and squeezed in a little more, as if he wanted to squeeze the two sacs in together. He leaned back and sat on the back of the bed, changing from the back position to the riding position, holding his waist and constantly thrusting, making Chen Yang, who was sitting on top, unable to form sentences and could only cry helplessly.

He couldn’t stand the stimulation for long and came immediately. He came from the pleasure of being penetrated on the back, without even touching the front. The milky white semen sprayed on Du Shuo and Chen Yang’s own stomachs, and the rear hole tightened and sucked in the desire inside, forcing Du Shuo to speed up and thrust one last time to cum inside. Chen Yang was forced to cry from the temperature of the liquid that was being shot inside him, and his eyes were vacant.

Chen Yang thought this was the limit and that it was about to be over. But Du Shuo pulled him up, wiped the tears from his face and said, “One more time, good Yang Yang.” Then he pulled up one of his legs and pushed in from the side again.

A few hours later, Chen Yang’s stomach was full of liquid, bulging and never stopping. He was sleepy and tired, and he had lost all feeling in his lower body. Now there was only one thought in his mind: it turns out that the wedding night is so tiring, I don’t want to do it again in the future. Fortunately, wedding night is just a one time event, otherwise I will definitely die.

Du Shuo kissed his lips, pushed his legs apart, and thrust his desire back in. The soft entrance had no more resistance against his thrust, and it welcomed him in with open arms. Chen Yang sobbed, even his voice was hoarse, “This is…the last time, right?”

“Yes, for the last time. I promise.”

This was the third time Chen Yang had heard him make that promise. Sure enough, older men are all pigs, especially in bed. Chen Yang grunted and whined as she was dragged back into the whirlpool of desire and accepted the ‘last time’ lovemaking.

 

 

 

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