Chapter 54, Chapter 58: The Gift, Handcuffs
The beautiful red eyes finally focused.
“I’m fine.” Seeing the slightly guilty look on Vison’s face, Feppos comforted him instead.
In reality, his breathing had not yet calmed down.
...They look even more pitiful now.
Vison pulled him back into his arms.
Several tender kisses landed on the top of his soft, fluffy hair.
He lifted Phibos's head, looking at his languid and overly contented appearance, and said earnestly, "Don't worry about what you do that will make me unhappy, and don't worry about doing anything wrong. As long as you're by my side, you're always right."
"Do what you want to do, as long as you're by my side."
This is what Vison has wanted to say to him ever since he woke up in Phobos.
"It's not that I won't show you that document; you'll eventually find out what it is. There's nothing you can't touch."
Vison thought to himself, "He really is a very greedy person."
He exhibits the mindset and behavior of a male insect in this world, hoping to dominate and tame Phobos.
But when he saw Feppus become docile, sensitive, and cautious, just like the other females, and apologize frequently, he inevitably felt uncomfortable.
Fipos stared at him blankly, his mind racing. In Vison's somewhat saddened expression, he suddenly understood Vison's thoughts: "I haven't changed, Vison."
"I just..." he struggled to express himself with his meager vocabulary.
This beginner was particularly awkward at expressing herself, her sentences barely fluent: "I just think you're so great, of course, I've always felt that way... so I've always hoped to please you, to stay by your side no matter what you think of me... but I also want you to be happy..."
"In short, I'm willing, and I hope so." Finally, Feppos said gently, "But if this bothers you more, I can change it."
Vincent tucked his stray hair behind his ear, feeling utterly blissful for the day.
It felt as if fireworks were igniting in my heart, dazzling and brilliant.
"I won't leave either, I want to stay by your side forever."
Fipos held him, all the sharpness removed, revealing an exceptionally soft interior.
"I'll trust you one more time," Vincent scoffed.
Suddenly, Vison remembered something.
He reached out to grab the box beside the bed.
"You were very good today, so I have a gift for you as a reward."
Upon hearing this, Fipos's eyes immediately lit up with anticipation.
"Close your eyes." Vinson covered his eyes with his hand, and Feppos obediently closed his eyes as well.
Long white eyelashes brushed against his fingers, causing a slight tickle in his palm.
From Vincent's perspective, it looked as if he was holding the whole insect in his hand, as if he had obediently closed his eyes when Vincent blocked them.
A strange sense of satisfaction filled my heart.
Anything or moment that makes him feel that the entire insect, Feppos, belongs to him brings him pleasure and satisfaction.
"Reach out your hands, both hands."
As soon as Vison spoke, Fipos obediently extended his hand.
Ah, she's even more well-behaved now.
He kept sighing in his heart.
"Click".
A crisp sound rang out.
Fepos felt a cold, icy touch on his wrist. Was it a bracelet? Two bracelets?
The inside is smooth, with gaps between the top and bottom, which is typical of jade. Is this a jade bracelet?
"Okay, open your eyes and look." Vincent released his hand from his eyes and told the impatient Filbuston.
Fipos opened his eyes and froze instantly.
It wasn't the bracelet he had imagined, but the handcuffs he was all too familiar with, the kind used to restrain prisoners.
If it weren't for its smooth interior and excellent texture, he would have thought he had taken it back from the military himself.
Vinson leaned against the headboard, admiring his stunned expression and the way he was handcuffed, and even commented, "Hmm, it looks pretty good, silver."
After giving his review, he thoughtfully asked the person involved how they felt: "Did you like it?"
Fepos pulled on his hands, tightening the chain with a crisp sound, and the distance became immobile.
He was still somewhat out of the loop.
No one could have imagined that just moments ago, when they were passionately clashing and expressing their love, in such a wonderful atmosphere, the man opposite them would offer him a gift, which turned out to be a pair of handcuffs.
Clearly, Vison didn't expect to get a "like" response from him.
He kissed him on the cheek with the same loving tenderness as before, even kissing his eyes, which were filled with confusion.
I kindly explained to him, "You know, your credit is terrible."
"And didn't I just say? There won't be a next time. I often reflect on my actions at night after you left."
“I think it’s because I didn’t take any measures to restrict you that you were able to keep up with me verbally but actually leave. So I think I have to take some measures.”
"After thinking it over, I feel this is the safest method."
Fipos knew he was uneasy, intensely uneasy, because of his last departure.
This unease was so intense that even though they had just confessed their feelings to each other, Vison still felt it wasn't enough.
He kept repeating in his pale words, "I won't leave."
Deep down, I know that only time will tell.
As expected, Vincent did not show any belief.
"In any case, I added positioning and spatial restriction functions to the handcuffs, enough to prevent you from leaving home."
After saying all the "tough things out," Vison's expression softened, and he began to say "soft things."
"You don't want to?" He blinked his round cat-like eyes, pretending to look troubled as he looked at Feibosi.
Despite having an extremely innocent expression, he was saying extremely offensive things.
So cute.
I'm charmed by it.
After a few moments of silence, Fipos nodded willingly: "I'm willing. And I'm happy to."
"Hmm?" Vincent's eyes widened slightly when he heard him say "happy".
"I'm so happy to receive your gift for the first time." Fipos smiled, a genuine smile.
He seemed to be laughing much more today, and all of it was genuine laughter, something I'd never seen before.
It looks exceptionally good.
His smile made Vincent feel a little guilty.
I knew perfectly well that mentioning the gift was just an excuse to trick him into agreeing...
"I will send you gifts often, and even better ones."
“It’s a deal.” Fipos readily agreed, clearly looking forward to Vison frequently sending him gifts.
"Good boy." Vincent touched his face and hugged him, feeling a sense of peace in his heart.
Just like when I was a child, I could fall asleep peacefully by hugging my beloved teddy bear.
*
But just the next day, Vison discovered that the handcuffs were in the way.
Everything was fine during the day.
After only a few rounds, Feppos became adept at handling various daily tasks while handcuffed.
From a distance, the handcuffs really did look like two simple and pretty silver bracelets.
The only thing that made Vincent feel a little uneasy was that the handcuffs still restricted Fipos's handling and preparation of ingredients.
So the cooking task had to be handed over to the robot assistant again, forcing him to continue eating the same bland and healthy meals as before.
But compared to the satisfaction and peace of mind that handcuffing Phipps brought him, Vincent felt that this cost was almost negligible.
Until night fell.
Whispering sweet nothings to each other.
Only then did the two realize how torturous the handcuffs were.
Especially when making large movements, the handcuffs become particularly inconvenient.
In particular, Vison pulled out a rope from somewhere and handcuffed Fipos behind his back.
Fipos was sweating profusely, but his hands were firmly handcuffed.
"Visen, untie me, I'll help you."
"no."
Visen was also sweating profusely, and the restraint on Fipos made it difficult for him to exert force.
In the end, both of their eyes turned red.
Neither side is satisfied, which breeds an even stronger itch and longing.
Sweat poured down.
It wasn't until late at night that Vison slowly discovered the wonder of this "handcuff play" on the forum.
At this point, Fipos was like a dying swan.
With its long neck tilted back.
This prolonged torment was like sinking him into a lake, letting the water soak his feathers.
Vison leaned over and gently bit his protruding Adam's apple.
......
The feeling of having the entire insect completely at his mercy is wonderful.
It's as if they can only rely on him, care about him, and pray to him.
But even without being handcuffed, the proactive Fipese is delicious...
*
Yesterday was truly absurd.
Fipos got out of bed, clutching his back.
As he raised his hand, he suddenly noticed that his handcuffs were gone.
......
!
They've really disappeared!
A cold sweat immediately broke out on Fei Bosi's back.
He quickly groped around on the bed looking for the "corpse" of the handcuffs.
Was it torn off by his unconscious struggle?
As expected, this thing is still too flimsy. He should have told Vincent the moment he put it on.
He stared at it for a long time after putting it on, realizing that pulling on it too hard might cause it to come off, so he was being very careful. How could this still happen...?
What do we do now?
Fipos's mind raced.
Vincent had only been happy for a short time, and he didn't want to ruin things.
Could you send the custom-made handcuffs to Vison and then ask him to put the handcuffs back on his hands?
But it's also very thin and easier to tear. What if he tears it again...?
Fipos planned to first check out Vison's attitude.
Suddenly, the familiar sound of silver chains rang out.
Faber looked in astonishment toward the source of the sound and saw the long anklet attached to his feet.
Like the handcuffs, the inside is smooth and still a beautiful silver color; it's clearly a set.
The chain was connected to a hook locked to the wall, and the length of the chain was less than the distance from him to the door.
Because the chain was long, and he was too flustered to notice it, he overlooked it.
Did Vison put these on him after he found out he had broken free of the handcuffs?
Regardless, Feppos breathed a sigh of relief.
"Visen." He walked out of the bedroom and found Vinson in the kitchen.
Unexpectedly, Vison was cooking; this was the first time Faber had ever seen him cook.
Before this, he didn't know he could cook.
Upon hearing Fipose's voice, Vison didn't even turn his head, humming a song as he stir-fried the vegetables.
Vison was wearing his usual apron.
The apron that looked like it was about to burst on him was actually a bit loose on him.
His hair was a little long at the ends, so he tied it into a small bun.
This version of Vison appears more gentle and homely than when he's wearing loungewear.
Vison's movements were skillful, clearly indicating he was not a beginner.
The rich aroma wafted to my nose as I stir-fried it, and the heat made my heart soften.
Fipos was momentarily stunned.
Vison, noticing the insect that had been standing there motionless, finally turned his gaze over and asked, "Do you like the new gift?"
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Author's Note: A gift? Both sides actually agreed to it as a gift...
While writing this scene, I suddenly thought of Shi Tiesheng's words, "Love is the moment when one abandons darkness and embraces light," which perfectly encapsulates the situation of this previously inseparable couple.
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