The Black Saint is My StalkerCh85 - Sharing body heat (NSFW)

Warning: proper NSFW content in this chapter! Welcome to the dumpster T__T;


Han Li was so fucking ashamed of himself he was ready to toss himself out the window. It was a pity that they were on the first floor, so jumping out wouldn’t do much if anything at all. 3BJkwT

He was on the verge of tears— no scratch that, Han Li was already a bitch in tears with sobs threatening to bubble up his throat. His pants felt awfully tight and his body so desperately wound up with desire that it hurt.

It fucking hurt, dammit. 

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For a moment, he couldn’t quite tell if the pain was due to his raging boner or the mortifying embarrassment that had him frozen in place.

Even more terrifying was the way that Graham scrutinized him with those dark eyes of his. He was quiet, contemplating, as though nothing had happened at all. Han Li struggled against the utter humiliation but he didn’t retract his hand either, still clasped onto Graham’s wrist, keeping him from pulling away. z0iOZA

The way that Graham sighed broke Han Li’s heart. His head dipped, the tears spilling uncontrollably. “Han Li.” Graham’s voice sounded stilted but Han Li was too scared to look up to catch the saint’s expression. Another sigh left his lips, and Han Li kind of just wanted to die. The bed creaked, weight shifting.

Graham sat down next to Han Li. “Don’t cry.”

Han Li’s words trembled uncontrollably. “Fuck you. D-Do you think…I want to c-cry?!”

“…Han Li.”

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“Shut up. Go away.” Han Li didn’t know why the Saint of Eternity wasn’t just leaving him alone to wallow in his abject embarrassment and shame. Han Li really just wanted to curl into a ball and pretend that everything hadn’t just happened.

“Come here,” Graham spoke with a suspiciously soft tone.

Han Li hissed in discontent when he felt a strong arm around his waist, pulling. “Let go…!”

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He felt Graham’s lips just barely graze his neck, that sculpted nose grazing lightly against his skin, leaving puffs of warm air. But ultimately the saint straightened, pulling away from Han Li’s neck. “It was wrong of me,” Graham admitted, “You are just—”

He paused, the sentence suspended and Han Li wanted to wail or shout, anything to mask the roaring sound of his beating heart. And though the rage was ripe in his belly, he held off his words, still eager and craning to hear what Graham had to say. Desperately, he waited.

“…” But Graham never finished his earlier sentence, instead continuing with, “Did you…still want me to…?” The way he spoke was oddly careful, a serenade to Han Li’s weakened heart. Z6yVmW

Han Li said nothing, his head still hung. And though he had partially lost the mood, his body still trembled at Graham’s touch, the fire still alive in his belly. He knew that the right course of action was to refuse. But Han Li, stubborn and prideful, nodded.

“You will regret this,” Graham warned. Be it his imagination, but Han Li felt the arms around him tightening.

“I-I know,” he choked out, his voice threatening to crack.

From Graham’s perspective, he could not make out Han Li’s expression, only his dipped head, hunched shoulders, and the telltale red of his ears. Graham wanted to bite down on it. But he was starting to sober, the fog in his mind clearing. So he refrained. vyY3cT

“…” The hold around Han Li’s waist retreated. He watched with avid interest as Graham peeled the leather gloves off his hands, revealing calloused hands, faint markings of scars that littered his skin. There was a ring around his ring finger, but it did not look like a wedding ring, the design archaic, silver with two hands clasped together.

Graham put his gloves aside. With one hand holding Han Li’s belly, the edge of his pinkie slipping under his shirt, the saint used his other hand to feather over Han Li’s bulge.

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He flinched, back pressing into Graham’s chest. He was held even tighter, closer. They were sharing body heat.

His withered erection sprung to life instantly at just that little touch. Han Li hung his head in shame, biting down on his lower lip and regretting all his life decisions up to this point. pV5adf

Graham’s palm rested against his heat, the pressure torturously light. Tremors wrecked Han Li’s body as he fought to keep his hips from bucking. “Should you wish to stop, please just let me know.”

Han Li wanted to curse, and yet he only bit his bottom lip and nodded.

With permission, Graham undid the button. His fingertips and palm were as hot as prodding iron, heated to melt. All of Han Li’s muscles gave out when Graham reached past the band of his briefs. He fell back into Graham’s solid form, a weak moan slipping past his lips. Han Li reached up, his body tensing from the embarrassment, and hid his face behind his arm.

“Han Li,” Graham said. But after a moment, he understood that Han Li wasn’t not telling him to stop. Han Li’s length was freed from his trousers, springing with much life. His shaft was flushed a lovely pink, length just slightly curved. 4qmHn1

Graham grabbed him in his large palm. He did not start pumping right away, only squeezing lightly. When he ran his thumb over the moist tip, Han Li’s body jolted, a sweet mewling sound came from his lips. Music from the living room was still not too far away. Distant chattering sounds could still be heard, especially Simone’s barking laugh that penetrated the walls. If only there was a way to hide forever, Han Li would do it.

Graham inhaled through his nose. His other hand slipped fully under Han Li’s shirt, feeling the outline of his abdomen underneath. Han Li’s belly rose and fell with his breaths under Graham’s touch.

The movements started languid, almost painfully slow. Graham brought his hand to the base before pumping upward.

“Mmm…ngh…” Sweet little sounds escaped Han Li, his body shook nonstop. It was so cute how he would grit his teeth in attempt to ward off his voice. 7UKqPn

It would prove futile. Soon, Graham picked up the pace. His hand descended Han Li’s shaft slowly before quickly pumping up, his palm pulling the foreskin up and engulfing the tip.

Han Li almost yelped at the sudden movement, if it wasn’t for the fact he was almost biting down on his abused bottom lip.

“Ah…! Nnngh. F-Fuck.”

Too cute. Unable to resist, Graham pressed a kiss into his brow while Han Li tried to wipe the tears from his eyes. 21foE6

It was inevitable that Graham would increase the speed and intensity, his hand laboring to pump Han Li’s cock.

“A-Ahh!” Han Li, no longer able to hold back, tossed his head against Graham’s shoulder. He was delectably sensitive, almost frighteningly so, inspiring Graham’s urge to bully and tease small animals.

He wished to sing Han Li praises, to tease him more. But the Saint of Eternity held back, working his hand almost mechanically to get Han Li off.

It wasn’t long before Han Li’s body jerked and twitched uncontrollably. His skin was flushed red, ashamed at how quickly the climb simmered within his veins. Just as he fought to hold back, to last a little longer beneath Graham’s maddening ministrations, his back arched, a sharp cry ripped out of his throat. Tears tumbled from his eyes as Graham pumped viciously, milking the last of Han Li’s seed out of him. The sticky feeling of come dotted his crotch, and Han Li trembled, sobbing at the overestimation. YkjyIZ

He collapsed in Graham’s arms, fatigue dragging him down both mentally and physically. And though he already knew that he would regret everything come morning, Han Li basked in the warmth of Graham’s body, savoring the way Graham cradled him ever so gently with those strong arms.

Sleep claimed him, swift and quickly. Han Li missed all the parts of Graham cleaning him up, changing his clothes, and tucking him in. He missed the part where Graham parted his hair and kissed him on the brow.

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“Sorry,” the Saint of Eternity muttered, but it was already too late for apologies. The lighting was switched off and the wind was rather calm outside, for once. Graham slipped under the covers and for a moment contemplated putting his arm over Han Li’s waist.

So utterly tempting, for the boy’s body slotted so perfectly next to his. So comfortably. JSEdL2

Graham missed having someone sleep in his arms.

But it wouldn’t be the first time that such a relationship ended disastrously. Though his relationship with Charity ended without too much fuss, not all his bedside rendezvous resolved cleanly.

And so he turned away, making sure to face the wall, even slipping his hand under his pillow and pinning it there as he slept.

He dreamed of a distant past, rousing guilt more than a millennium old. But the truth was, he had already forgotten the feeling of Aoibhinn’s curves against his body. Even the sound of her voice felt so terribly far. GbyQ5l

“Let it rest,” another memory, this time of Ruyan, visited him during the night.

Little did he know, he would have to face the past sooner than later.


Author: Weeee, just a reminder that the 10k CG celebration event will be ending on Aug 15, so submit your fanart/fanfic of TBSMS by then! I’ll be offering 2 prizes in the prize pool (lowkey regRET but AHEM). So you can get either 2 extra chapter releases OR an extra special, spicy chapter with content of your choice or something something. Ahem. Just DM me, I promise I won’t bite (I’ll just be infinitely awkward)

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  1. Someone else better submit another fanart or fanfic. I’ll feel guilty that I’m the only one who’s fighting for that extra spicy chapter.

  2. 😳😏

    OK, so apparently Graham had some conscience not to leave Han Li like that. And, oh boy, that was one steamy scene!

    I’m wondering about that ring, thou. Is it his wedding ring (ancient design since he is 700+) or is it something related with him reciving the Angels’ blessing?

    Thank you for the chapter!!!

    • L-LOL conscience, huh? u__u he probably just feels guilty for being a dick, so he compensates by being a bigger dick.

      It’s a fede ring! You can search it up if you like~

      Thank you for readingggg!! As always <3 <3 ; w ;

  3. lol I guess i’ll complain? 😅

    Every time these two have any sort of sexual moment it is painfully obvious how young Han Li is and how much of a bastard Graham is.

    Like yeah it’s not a problem of ‘legal’ or whatever, Graham is just old, has way too much experience and history and no matter what, Han Li will always be playing catch up. Because one thing about being old is that you get set in your ways. You’d rather people change to fit you and you’re always sure that your opinion and method is the right one. And Graham pretty much seduced Han Li here and then ‘apologized’ as if that would fix things and then made things even worse. ( somehow i doubt his mom had this in mind Graham)

    I feel like it would take A LOT for Graham to actually respect Han Li and accept and go along with his opinion and it would be very difficult for Han Li to feel secure in their relationship. Any relationship considering how he got dropped like a hot potato even though its been 80+ chapters.

    This is a slow burn though so I don’t want to assume too much but yeah, as childish and reckless as Han Li can be sometimes, I like him and just wanna shake him and tell him to value himself more and not just get caught up in physical attraction to the point he harms himself.

    Because this is Graham’s mindset ‘Graham missed having someone sleep in his arms.’ That’s it. It’s comfortable. he’s horny and the boy is cute. While Han Li is already in too deep (Altho I can’t tell right now how much is just shallow attraction and Graham’s cool boy persona and how much is genuine affection to Graham from Han Li)

    Graham tho? While his backstory is fascinating and he has some interesting moments, his overall is like +1 for good traits and -3 for his bastard points so my feelings for him are uhhhh usually not so good? I can’t help but tense up a bit whenever he’s ‘nice’ to Han Li, poor boy.

    I’m looking forward to the plot and mysteries and developing relationship and 100% wanna mama-bear protect Han Li who seems to heading down a very very thorny road of love and heartbreak. (I’mma kick your ass Graham. I don’t like you)

    Thanks for the riveting story! Bastards aside, I do love the world-building.

    • TT__TT I mean… you’re right on all counts, I’m guilty as charged because…I like these tropes WEEPS.

      I spent 80+ chapters building up how much of a dick head Graham actually is and how insignificant this relationship might seem to him at this point in time just so I can mess with the disparity in my characters’ emotions. I-I am just an evil author. Things will develop from this point though, I promise! I just wanted this kind of premise really badly it’s my guilty pleasure T 3 T I love my asshole MLs. I love rocky and toxic relationships. And I love developing them into…into something. We’ll see how things turn out later on LOL.

      Thank you for reading!!!