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A Gorgeous White (BL)

( An LGBT+ novel) Ending your life isn't the right decision. Moulin didn't believe this saying until he did it. Moulin, a depressed shut-in digital writer, transmigrates into the frail body of a spoiled young master. Unknown to him, he was swallowed by the fear of death. This time, he intends to start a new beginning and relive his life carefully. Waking within the frigid confines of a cave of ice. Nightly whispers of guidance and so much more. The power of unknown origin... An unusual world where special people possess elemental powers and thriving magical beasts, A cute meng selling snow-white fox, A crowd of overprotective people, and a powerful yet impressively annoying person...a stressful Moulin massaged his forehead. This couldn't possibly get any worse... Moumou: My body doesn't feel right...( secretly inspects lower body) Moumou: ...@$%#!!!! An Evil Lion: My love, our bed has gone cold... Moumou: (#ง'̀-'́)ง... Warning this novel includes the following: 1. Smut 2. Gore 3. Inappropriate language Publish dates: Monday, Wednesday, and Friday (Sporadic if I get busy ╥﹏╥) || I M P O R T A N T N O T I C E! || This novel is inspired by several BL novels• If you do not like reading LGBTQ+ novels please avoid reading this• This author is trying her best!• Enjoy! The cover is originally is drawn by yours truly º^º *hehe want a commission?*

Heather_ANARE · Fantasy
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459 Chs

|| Chapter 268 || Love Making (Part 1)

Warms breaths, chest heaving as the bountiful arousal curled in knots within his stomach. A breathy moan escaped lush lops, dewy and alluring. Pale milky skin, glistening under the warm light like the moon in the water. 

Moulin breathed as he felt those rough hands holding his waist, keeping him delightfully still to receive and be served. Hot lips kissed the skin at the center of his flat stomach. With his head cushion by the pillows, Moulin eyes slightly opened. His lips parted as he watched the man tuck himself between his legs—Hadrian's thicker thighs lifting Moulin's slightly slender ones. 

Hadrian released a satisfied hum when his thumbs massaged the soft skin of Moulin's waist. His eyes lifted while his head lowered. Rakishly ravishing, the sight of Moulin spread on his bed, watching him with rousing eyes. His soft silvery curls like feathers on a pillow and his expression. Hadrian groaned inwardly. It was beyond seductive.