Raising a wolf-like puppy 3
Donald was driving the car, and Tao Yuan was sitting in the back seat, hugging herself tightly.
He knew that the original owner's body was sensitive, but he didn't expect that this body would be so sensitive after drinking alcohol. It was just like taking a powerful aphrodisiac.
He wanted to use the system to restore his body, but recovery would take time. He had drunk too much, and only the system could keep him from getting drunk. This body's constitution was too unique, and recovery was not easy.
Donahue glanced in the rearview mirror and asked, "Are you feeling unwell?"
"You..., try to drive faster. I have to go back quickly." Tao Yuan wanted to moan whenever he spoke, but he had to hold it back so as not to moan.
Donahue felt strange. He had been fine just now, but how come he seemed so unwell the moment he got in the car? He had seen him drink so much without getting drunk, and he had assumed he was like him, someone who could drink a lot without getting tipsy. But now it seemed that his drunken state was different from others.
Donahue had originally gone to the bar to wait for someone, but the person had stood him up. During the race, he was the only one who bet on Tao Yuan to win. It wasn't that he was sure Tao Yuan would win, but it was just that when it came to gambling, he was always like that. He liked to bet on things that others didn't think were going to happen. And he had always had good luck betting, winning most of the time.
He didn't care about the small amount of money he won; he was mainly enjoying the process and the result. He also inexplicably became interested in the person who had made him win. He had fooled all those people by himself, and that controlling, arrogant, and aloof aura inexplicably moved him.
After arriving, Donahue helped him open the car door. As soon as Tao Yuan stood on the ground, his legs couldn't help but shrink back.
Donahue quickly supported him and asked, "Are you okay?"
"Hmm~" Tao Yuan bit his lip, but couldn't help but moan. His body couldn't help but tremble. He could have held it back, but the one touching him was his lover, making him more sensitive both physically and mentally.
"Let me take you upstairs." Donahue helped him up and half-carried him to the elevator.
"Don't..., um~" Tao Yuan wanted to say don't touch me, but couldn't help but groan. The more he touched him, the more unbearable his body became.
After entering the elevator, Donahue felt that he was shaking constantly, his face was very red, and his expression was confused, which looked very wrong.
"Do you want me to take you to the hospital?" Donahue couldn't help but frown. There was something wrong with him. It was not just that he was drunk.
Tao Yuan shook his head. There was no point in going to the hospital. He just had to lie in bed and hold on. The system would help him recover, it just took time.
Finally entering the room, Tao Yuan lay down on the bed and started to take off his clothes. His body was so hot, as if he had been drugged or was being roasted by fire.
Donahue went into the bathroom and wet a towel with cold water. When he walked out, Tao Yuan had taken off all her clothes except her underwear, and she kept twisting and rubbing her legs together.
Donahue was stunned. He thought, could he have been drugged? But he kept watching and made sure that every glass of wine he drank was not drugged. Instead, he saw that he was constantly drugging others. His hand speed was so fast that even he was impressed.
Donahue walked over, sat down beside the bed, and wiped his face with a towel. Tao Yuan suddenly grabbed his wrist, opened his eyes and looked at him, looking like he was tortured by desire, his eyes wet and full of spring waves.
Tao Yuan's hands were also scorching hot. Donald couldn't help but ask, "Are you sure you don't want to go to the hospital? If you're not feeling well, I think you'd better not endure it."
Tao Yuan still shook his head, feeling frustrated. His lover was right before his eyes, yet he had to endure the torment of desire. But what could he do? They had just met for the first time, so he couldn't just let him speak and ask him to help him solve the problem, right?
"Please, help me, help me get it..." Tao Yuan didn't know how to say it. Thinking of the name the original owner had given that thing, he said, "Please help me get it. My boyfriend is in the bedside drawer."
"What do you want?" Donahue didn't know whether he had heard it wrong or said it wrongly because he was drunk.
"Open the drawer, the innermost one, and take out my boyfriend." Tao Yuan risked his life. "I need it to help me solve this problem right now."
Donahue glanced at the bedside table drawer, frowning, wondering if it was a photo of his boyfriend or something? He actually already had a boyfriend? Why was he so unwilling and angry?
Donahue squatted down and found that the drawer had a combination lock. "What's the combination?"
"Four fours." Tao Yuan said.
Donahue opened the drawer, took out the innermost box, took out the things in the box and held it in his hand. The corners of his mouth couldn't help twitching.
"Is this your boyfriend?" Donahue's expression was indescribable.
Tao Yuan turned his head and took a look. "Yes, help me see if there is still electricity."
Donahue flipped the switch, looked at the stick that began to twist, and said with a serious and complicated expression, "Your boyfriend's battery is still full, so he shouldn't need to be charged."
"Give it to me." Tao Yuan stretched out his hand towards him.
Putting the stick in Tao Yuan's hand, Donahue continued to look at him, with a strong desire to watch him use it.
"You, get out..." Tao Yuan saw him looking at him and said to him, "How can I use it if you look at me?"
"Oh, okay." Donahue stood up and prepared to go out. He felt that it was indeed very rude to watch someone do it with her boyfriend, but he felt very unwilling in his heart. What was going on?
"Don't go!" Tao Yuan suddenly said, "Stay outside and don't leave..."
Donahue paused for a moment, then replied, "Okay."
Tao Yuan was tortured by lust, and with his lover right beside him, he suddenly felt vulnerable. He didn't want him to leave, he wanted him to stay with him. Even if he just stayed outside, he would feel much more at ease.
He was really uncomfortable. The original owner had suffered a lot of torture due to this special physique, so he prepared this electric stick because the original owner could only be satisfied from behind.
The original owner never drank alcohol. Anything containing alcohol was an aphrodisiac to him. Tao Yuan originally thought that he would not feel too uncomfortable with the help of the system, but he underestimated the specialness of this body.
The original owner was prone to desire and had an extremely sensitive body. However, due to his extreme mysophobia, he didn't want to be touched by others, so he could only endure it himself or use tools to help him. In his opinion, there was no need to cultivate feelings with tools, nor was there any worry of betrayal or the tools becoming sick. For his special constitution, this was a perfect fit.
But Tao Yuan couldn't do it. He looked at the tool in his hand. He had never used it before, and he couldn't use it normally like the original owner. But his body still felt uncomfortable, and he wanted to be satisfied. In previous lives, he had always been in love with his loved ones, and he had never been tortured by lust like this.
What should I do? Should I use it or not? Tao Yuan breathed hard, his body twisting and rubbing against the bed, his heart in turmoil.
Damn it! His lover was clearly outside, yet he was still here, hesitating over whether or not to use a vibrator to satisfy her. Tao Yuan became angrier and angrier as he thought about it. He couldn't help but throw the vibrator away and then forced himself to stand up.
Donahue thought, since he wouldn't let me leave, I might as well be a good person and stay tonight. The thought that he'd actually found such a day, that he could actually be such a helpful person, even seemed incredible to him. If his men knew, they'd be shocked.
Donald Trump's hearing was very sharp. He heard the movement in the room and immediately opened the door and walked in. Seeing Tao Yuan lying on the ground, Donald Trump quickly walked over to help him up and asked worriedly, "Why did you come down?"
Tao Yuan felt even more uncomfortable when he touched his body. The body in front of him was simply too perfect. He was not too strong, not too thin, and his proportions were perfect, a standard supermodel figure. Most importantly, this was his lover, and the person he wanted to conquer in this life.
Tao Yuan clamped his legs tightly together, enduring the torment of emptiness and desire. His face flushed, his breath unsteady as he looked at Donahue and asked, "What's your name?"
Donahue was stunned for a moment, thinking that he had gotten up just to ask his name. "My name is Donahue."
"Then do you know who I am?" Tao Yuan asked.
"I know, you are the fashion designer Xiao Yu. Although I have just entered the modeling industry, I know who you are." Donahue said.
"Well, I won't introduce myself. Let's just say we've gotten to know each other." Tao Yuan said, "Now, carry me to the bed."
Donahue picked him up easily and put him back on the bed.
Tao Yuan lay on the bed, grabbed Donahue's hand and said, "Hold me."
"What?" Donahue looked at him in surprise and confusion. "Where's your boyfriend?"
"It can't satisfy me, so let's break up, hurry up!" Tao Yuan tried to pull his pants, but because he didn't have enough strength, he just held it directly.
"..." Donahue thought he had lived for twenty-two years and had experienced all kinds of strange and dangerous things, but tonight's incident was the first time in his life. However, his face and figure were really top-notch, and he liked the type.
Tao Yuan hooked his arms around Donahue's neck and kissed him, and they both fell on the bed, caressing each other's bodies.
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"Faster, a little more." Tao Yuan was finally satisfied, but still wanted more. Donald Trump's body was strong and powerful, which made him feel happy, excited and very comfortable.
Donahue picked up Tao Yuan and let him sit astride him. This position stimulated Tao Yuan even more and he screamed out loudly. His voice sounded like he was in pain, but it was actually a comfortable release.
Donahue had a very strange feeling when he held the person in his arms. The pleasure seemed to awaken his body. He kept colliding and venting his desires. It was interesting that this person's body could bring him such a wonderful feeling.
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Tao Yuan shouted himself hoarse, and finally could no longer shout, his body still shaking, because Donald Trump had not stopped and was constantly teasing him.
Tao Yuan thought to himself, in this life, due to his unique physical condition, he'd probably spend most of his time in bed. Not only was his body special in this life, but his lover in this life also possessed exceptional strength and endurance. He'd been doing this for so long, and he didn't seem to tire at all. Was it because he was young? He wouldn't be so strong when he got older, right? At least not for so long. His waist was really aching.
Tao Yuan really couldn't hold on any longer and fell asleep from exhaustion. He didn't know how long Donahue had been doing it. He only knew that his waist seemed to be broken and some indescribable part of his body was burning with pain due to excessive friction.
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Tao Yuan's brain had woken up, but his body was still very tired. He opened his eyes with difficulty, looked at the time on the bedside table, and found that it was almost noon.
He forced himself out of bed, his steps unsteady, his body devoid of any strength. But unlike the numbness and weakness he'd felt the previous night, he now felt completely exhausted. Before falling asleep last night, he'd forgotten to activate his system to restore his strength.
When he walked into the living room, he didn't see Donahue. Tao Yuan thought, "Isn't he going to leave?" Hearing a noise in the dining room, he walked over with a light step.
Donahue put the food on the table and was about to wake Tao Yuan up when he turned around and saw him coming. He said to him, "I asked room service to bring up some food. They are all light dishes. Please have some."
Tao Yuan was hungry, and there was ready-made food to eat. It tasted very good, and his mood improved a lot.
After dinner, Tao Yuan recovered some strength. He walked into the living room and sat down, looking at Donahue who was sitting opposite him with a serious look.
"Since you said last night that you knew who I was, then you should also know what those people in the fashion circle say about me, right?"
"I know, they all say you are frigid, but judging from what happened last night, it seems they have misunderstood you." Donahue was also confused. How could someone who was so sensitive, passionate and attractive in his arms last night be frigid?
"I'm indeed not frigid, but I don't want others to know that I'm not. Besides, you found out the secret between me and my boyfriend last night..." Tao Yuan looked at him with a gloomy face.
Donahue raised his eyebrows. "So, you want to silence me? Come to think of it, didn't you say last night that your boyfriend couldn't satisfy you and that you two had broken up? And I was the one who was forced, right?"
"I'm not going to kill you. I just want to ask, are you short of money?" Tao Yuan asked.
Donahue was stunned for a moment, thinking, is he going to use money to get rid of me? "Well... I have just enough money, I'm not really short of money."
Donahue had tasted the sweetness last night and was very fond of his sensitive and attractive body. Moreover, how could it be enough to try that wonderful feeling only once? Money could not get rid of him.
"You said last night that you just became a model?" Tao Yuan was a little confused at first, because the information the system gave him showed that this person had never been a model in his previous life. But when he thought about the fact that his soul was no longer the same as before, it was not so strange.
"Yes, I just joined my current company and I'm still a newcomer."
"As a newcomer, it's hard for you to get a good job. I can give you more and better job opportunities and pay you a certain amount of money every month. All you have to do is keep last night's secret and continue to satisfy me like you did last night." Tao Yuan said, "To put it simply, I want to support you."
"You want to support me?" Donahue opened his eyes wide and looked at Tao Yuan in surprise. He didn't expect him to make such a request.
"That's right, I want to support you. Money isn't a problem, and neither is work. I can even make you a supermodel. What do you think?" Tao Yuan said this seriously, but he was actually quite unsure. He had read his profile and knew that the last thing he needed was money. He said this deliberately, hoping to take a gamble that he had already shown interest in her and would agree to let him support him.
Moreover, various financial and physical transactions between designers and models have become very common in this circle.
Donahue rubbed his chin and thought seriously. He had traveled all over the world to experience different kinds of life, and he had tried all kinds of industries. Although he had recently become interested in modeling, he had never really thought about becoming a supermodel, just wanted to experience it casually.
However, he had never experienced being kept, nor had he ever thought about having such an experience. It wasn't that no one had offered to keep him, but those who did... he couldn't remember what happened to them in the end. He probably had no idea because he had let his subordinates handle it.
Donald looked at Tao Yuan and thought that being kept by the man in front of him would be a good thing. Not only could he experience the life of being kept, but he would also have a beauty to sleep with. He was actually quite happy thinking about it.
"Okay, I promise you." Donahue said, "I will help you keep the secret and can also help you solve your physiological problems. Just pay the maintenance fee as you see fit."
"After being supported by me, you must be available at my beck and call and not have any relationship with other people." Tao Yuan said seriously, "I have a serious mysophobia and don't like others touching my things. Since you have taken my money, I am your boss. You must be professional and serve me well."
Tao Yuan thought about his first life as a kept man, and how dedicated he was. He was always available, ready to meet his needs. Now the situation has changed. Since he has agreed to be kept by him in this life, no matter how special his status is, he must be as dedicated as he is. Otherwise... humph.
"No problem." Donahue sat down next to Tao Yuan, put his arm around him and said, "Well, boss, since the sponsorship starts now, do you want to try it out first?"
Tao Yuan shuddered, resisting the tingling sensation that surged up, and pushed away his hand that was rubbing between her legs. "I tried it last night, and I'm very satisfied with it. I won't need it today. My waist is still sore and needs to rest."
"Then let me massage your waist. My massage skills are pretty good and I guarantee you'll feel comfortable." Donald picked up Tao Yuan and went back to the room.
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In this life, Tao Yuan supported his lover, who was a few years younger than him. Putting aside other things, at least he didn't have to worry about his sex life, but his lover's special identity made him feel a little worried.
Donahue was a mixed-race man, not only handsome but also youthful with a hint of milky charm, his smile was incredibly captivating. He had long legs, eight-pack abs, and a perfectly proportioned body. He was also incredibly talented, and in Tao Yuan's heart, he was the perfect lover.
There was only one thing that made Tao Yuan somewhat dissatisfied, and that was his young age, only twenty years old. Tao Yuan was dissatisfied with this because youth meant vigorous energy, without the knowledge of fatigue or moderation, like a wolfhound with abundant energy at all times, unable to stop.
Beneath Donahue's sunny and handsome exterior, his true character is sinister and ruthless, his methods extremely cruel, completely inconsistent with his appearance. This is related to his birth and background, which is also the reason for Tao Yuan's concern.
Because his body was so sensitive, especially since Donahue was his lover, he would immediately feel it if he was touched or pinched. So Tao Yuan made a rule for him: without his permission, he was not allowed to touch him casually. Donahue agreed, but Tao Yuan had no confidence in whether he would abide by it.
After Tao Yuan beat Angélie in a car race, Angélie went on air to claim he had deliberately framed Xiao Yu out of personal frustration, leading to a boycott against him by other models. This slapped those who followed the boycott in the face, sparking widespread online outrage. Accusing others of plagiarism is egregious, and even after admitting it, he was still attacked by many netizens.
After Angele admitted to framing Xiao Yu, Xiao Yi was the most angry. He had spent years trying to make Xiao Yu bear the reputation of plagiarism. Now, because of Angele's live broadcast, all his years of planning were ruined. He was so angry that he wanted to beat Angele up.
"What the hell are you doing?!" Xiao Yi finally got through to Angele and yelled at him, "Why did you do that live broadcast? Why did you admit that you were framing Xiao Yu?!"
"I..." Angele said weakly, his head aching. "I lost to him in a race. We signed a contract beforehand. If I lose, I have to do whatever he asks."
"Why didn't you discuss this with me before making such a bet with him?! Do you know that you ruined my plan?!"
"I didn't expect I would lose to him." Angele was also very upset. "I didn't know his driving skills were so good."
"You're more of a hindrance than a help! If I'd known this would happen, I shouldn't have given it to you! You even told me you could do it, but if you can't, don't make those promises! Forget about the main show this time, I'll choose another model!"
Angele clenched his fists tightly. He was already feeling uncomfortable both physically and mentally, and was yelled at by Xiao Yi like that. If it wasn't for the person behind him whom he couldn't afford to offend, he would have yelled back or hung up the phone long ago. He would have listened to him scolding him like this.
"Give me another chance, and I will never let him off easily." Angele promised him.
"I'll give you one last chance. You'd better do what you say. Otherwise, forget about walking in my fashion show anymore." Xiao Yi said through gritted teeth, then hung up the phone.
Because the bar didn't allow filming or uploading online, lest they be sued, the drugged-out incidents of Angele and his friends were never uploaded online. But someone must have filmed them, and they'd never be able to face the prospect of going to a racing bar again. He hated Tao Yuan so much that he was determined to avenge him, no matter what.
Xiao Yi threw his phone hard onto the sofa and paced back and forth in the room. He had been planning this trap for two or three years, and it had finally begun to work, only to have it completely ruined by Angele's live broadcast. He was furious and had a headache.
But things have come to this, he can only think of another way, there will definitely be other opportunities. Moreover, he has found a great backer in this life. He couldn't compare to Xiao Yu in his previous life, so he must step on him under his feet in this life, otherwise his rebirth will be in vain.
The one who is sought after by noble ladies and admired by everyone in the fashion circle can only be him, and definitely not Xiao Yu!
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