In those deep black eyes, there is only ever room for one person, and that person is certainly not him. There is no lonelier love than a crush that cannot be spoken. No, this isn't even conside...
(7 Fresh Coins) Chapter 7 (Part 1) Midnight Horror (Slightly H)
Shao Yang wondered, who had he offended to have to deal with such a huge problem? The handsome young man beside him was crying his eyes out, while he was completely helpless. What should he do?
He naturally knew the other party's identity. This little rascal was very difficult to deal with. If he sent him back now, Madam Mei might hold him responsible for "making her young master cry"—of course, it wouldn't be far off, since Xu Qi was the one who caused this, and Shao Yang couldn't escape responsibility either.
The problem was, ever since he forcibly pulled Merlin away from Xu Qi, the boy had remained silent, refusing to answer any of his questions. After sitting in his car for a while, he simply curled up and started sobbing. This gave him a huge headache, and now, in the middle of the night, he had no choice but to bring the boy back first and then figure out what to do next.
After much deliberation, he decided to call Xu Qi. However, after dialing, he waited until the automated message appeared, but no one answered. Undeterred, he called several more times, but still received no response. Finally, he had no choice but to hang up in frustration and try to comfort the boy who was still sitting on the sofa sobbing.
He had no idea that Xu Qi was currently in a very precarious situation—
"You?!" Xu Qi's flushed face suddenly turned pale. He stared blankly at the man standing at the door, his blood freezing.
Si Qiang's expression was no better than his. He stood stiffly at the door, his face expressionless, his eyes unable to move.
He woke up in the middle of the night to go to the bathroom, and groggily got up, only to find the light on in the shower next to the toilet. He glanced back and saw no one beside him. He wondered what Xu Qi was doing in the shower. Without thinking much of it, he opened the shower door, only to be met with this astonishing scene—
Xu Qi was kneeling by the bathtub with his back to the door, his legs spread apart. One hand was holding the edge of the bathtub, and the other hand was holding something and pressing it against his anus. A clear liquid was slowly flowing down his wrist and buttocks, dripping onto the floor.
Xu Qi's mind went blank; he had no idea how to react. Not long ago, unable to sleep, he sat up and gazed at Si Qiang's serene sleeping face. A year later, that face had become even more captivating, and her peaceful sleeping appearance made her seem like an angel who had strayed to earth. The more he looked, the more mesmerized he became, and the more his heart stirred, until before he knew it… he had an erection.
After all, they hadn't seen each other for so long, and seeing the sleeping face of the man he loved naturally stirred his heart. But even his body was...so aroused, he couldn't help but condemn himself as a beast. He endured it for a while, but couldn't bear it any longer, so he quietly got out of bed and went into the bathroom. After taking a cold shower, which still didn't work, he finally resigned himself to taking care of himself. Unexpectedly, perhaps because of what happened that afternoon, his body couldn't be satisfied, and he could only manage a perfunctory response. The unbearable desire tormented him, forcing him to resort to his last resort.
He quietly took out the small wooden carving he had just seen by the bedside and gently rubbed it against his body, fantasizing about the marks and scent Si Qiang had left on it, imagining Si Qiang's beautiful hands roaming and caressing his body. The pleasure surged, and his pent-up desire finally began to rise again. When he moved his hand to his crotch, he inexplicably recalled the scene of Si Qiang's thick, hard penis thrusting into his rear, and the sweet pleasure amidst the pain became an uncontrollable memory.
As he thought this, his body seemed to respond; his anus, which had been wantonly manipulated by Si Qiang, began to twitch slightly and gradually secrete fluid, making it increasingly itchy, as if he desperately wanted something to scratch it. After a moment of inner struggle, he still tremblingly took the wooden carving and pushed it into his anus. Along with the intense guilt, his anus also experienced the pain and pleasure of joyfully accepting the not-so-thick object. As the object penetrated deeper, his desire rapidly increased, and he could no longer stop.
Hearing the door open suddenly, Xu Qi, lost in desire, reflexively turned his head. When he saw the man standing in the doorway, he was completely stunned. His mind, clouded by desire, felt as if it had been doused with cold water; the sudden change in perspective almost made him faint.
Si Qiang was stunned for a good half minute before finally finding her voice: "What are you doing?"
He had already seen clearly that the thing Xu Qi had placed in his anus was the wooden carving he had left for him. He was completely at a loss for words, and in the end, he just blurted out the question.
Author's Note:
Self-destruction and stuff, that's really tragic ORZ But that only applies to Nii-san XD