Nora Archontis

He let out a low chuckle while sitting on the bed by his beloved’s side. His long fingers brushed the soft hair away from the face, earning him a small head movement but didn’t wake the younger man up. Judging from how well and deep his pet slept, the dosage of the sleeping pills seemed to be too high. Something that he didn’t expect from Jiang Wanyin knowing how well his history with these types of pills before. But, it was partially his fault too. He hadn’t taken his kitten’s physical assessment for the right dosage and hopefully, that would change very soon.

The master reached into his pocket and took his phone out. He waited, already dialing the number then hearing a sigh after his call was picked up.

“What is it?”

Lan Xichen smiled, remembering how her voice had never changed. Not for one bit.

“Good afternoon, Doctor Wen. How have you been doing?”

A tsk! was heard, making him smiled even more as he brushed Wanyin’s cheek with his hand before placing a soft kiss. His kitten still didn’t budge from all the actions he did.

“Cut the chase, Mr. Lan. Where and when do I need to be?”

Lan Xichen smiled before telling her the address and a simple order of:

“Now.”

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An hour was all it took for her to be where she needed. She cursed at the damn traffic and bad timing to be called by the devil but saying no wasn’t an option either. So, here she was in the middle of the forest, answering up the devil’s call for her professional help. It was a wonder. In moments like this, she thanked her gods for letting her work out early because that was never the case for a doctor in a big university’s hospital at all. But, she guessed that wasn’t such a problem since it was also owned by the same man. The same devil. It made her wonder what was the urgent matter for Lan Xichen to personally call her into the woods where no one knew.

The doctor breathed in and slowly out as she entered the driveway of the house. Security was tight, adding to her worry since it was never like this. It was as if the boss himself had either gotten his hand on a very precious good, or he had gotten himself a wounded criminal worth investigating for sources.

Or, it was that person whom she knew a little too well.

Anyways, she still had her job to do and exited her car, walking in with her bag toward the entrance door. There were two bodyguards standing outside and soon as she showed them her hospital identification card, they rang up someone to open the door.

“This way, please, Doctor Wen Qing.”

One of the servants greeted her politely and walked in front of her to show her the place. Wen Qing didn’t know when the two bodyguards started following her but she didn’t mind it at all. If what she was about to encounter was a wild animal, then it would be better to have protection than just herself. Besides, she knew that Lan Xichen couldn’t dispose of her too easily yet. A trusted and lip-sealed doctor wasn’t easy to come by, especially with ones that were willing to come all the way here by themselves. In return, her family got the protection they needed from whoever dared to harm them.

It was a win-win situation, or so she would like to think of it.

The destination was near when she saw a big door with two broad men standing outside. It wasn’t the basement where boss Lan often conducts his work, and she guessed that this was another bedroom just slightly different from the rest. The question now was for whom.

Well, Wen Qing was about to find out when the door in front of her opened and revealed a tall man sitting on the bedside while another one was unmoving. Great, she thought, what do I have to clean up now.

“It’s been a while, Doctor Wen. How long was it since you’ve come here?”

Lan Xichen smiled, turning his face toward her like a proud man. Like something good had just happened and it greatly satisfied him.

“Six months,” she said then refuted. “No, maybe more. The last time I was here was to treat one of your man’s gunshot wounds.”

The doctor paused her words, studying the look on her boss’s face.

“You’re happy. What’s the occasion?”

Doctor Wen Qing walked in closer; her bag was no longer in her hand as it was being inspected by the female guards disguised as maids in the room. She took off her long brown coat as well and handed it to them. Lan Xichen only hummed his answer to the doctor’s question.

A frown appeared between her brows as she closed the distance between them. And, when she saw it, her eyes widened and turned toward the man sitting beside it. No, no, no, no … she couldn’t believe her eyes. It was him again after all these years. It was the same person albeit with longer hair, much slender figures and taller. But, she remembered the face. The face of Lan Xichen’s most precious pet then and now.

“You…” her words trailed as she looked at him. “What did you do to him?”

It was Jiang Wanyin, sleeping in Lan Xichen’s bed like he belonged there. Sleeping like he had no care in the world.

“Just a little sleeping pill but it seems to be working a little too well. I need you to do a thorough check-up of him including the dosages of everything he can take.”

“Where and how did you find him?” The doctor asked, trying to get her nerves and emotions to calm down. Only to be revealing it a little more.

Lan Xichen gave a wondering hum as if thinking where he had found his long lost precious stone. Yet, to the doctor, that hum seemed to be something else. A happy and satisfied one instead of a worrying one. Now, Doctor Wen was left all by herself to wonder about what his boss would want to do to the younger man.

“Doctor Wen, do you know there’s a prostitution cafe where young people like him sell their bodies for money?” The doctor turned her head around, looking at the quiet anger her boss’ eyes harbored as he continued, “In his case, he was probably there to get the satisfaction that he is lacking from his family.”

The possessive dark golden eyes suddenly turned to her. Staring at her before pulling a smile as his hand rested on the slender hips and started caressing it. The doctor knew something had changed, either in their relationship or in her boss’ personality, because this wasn’t how Lan Xichen was before. Not when it came to Jiang Wanyin who was his before running away and ended up getting caught again. She wondered if there was a way out this time. Those eyes didn’t seem like it was going to let go of its prey.

“Then, what are you going to do now, Xichen. Now that he’s here with you,” her eyes were staring back at him. The doctor knew better than to question whatever her boss was going to do but she had too. For the sake and safety of this young man, a man who was probably a little older than her younger brother yet shouldering a lot of hardship and pain. “Now, that he’s back seemingly to where he belonged.”

The word she chose made the smile on her boss’ face changed, turned into something more sinister. Evilish, if she should say. Lan Xichen was planning something, probably a way for his Wanyin to never be able to escape from him. Not like those years ago when it was too easy for him to lose his precious thing.

“Hmmm~,” the same humming tone greeted her back. Her boss was enjoying this, probably a little too much. “What good will that be if I told you, Doctor Wen Qing? Are you planning to help me or sell me out?”

It tensed her. The word that came out from her boss’s mouth sent a chill down her spine because he wasn’t supposed to know. Lan Xichen definitely didn’t need to know what had happened. So, she gave him a quick huh with a smirk on her face. Feigning confidence that was gone for a second the moment her boss mentioned those words.

“I don’t need to know what you are planning to do with him,” Doctor Wen said with a sigh. “As long as you keep it safe and don’t force him against his will. I don’t want to handle a rape case in a private home like this.”

Lan Xichen chuckled at the remarks as the doctor unlocked her bag and moved closer to where the sleeping man was. She moved him flat on the bed, arms and legs straight before she unbuttoned the long plain white pajamas. She braced herself to see what was underneath while her fingers moved delicately at the unconscious man, but all she could think of was lamenting at how the younger man’s fate seemed to bring him back to her boss. It was neither good nor bad for them to be together. With both feedings off each other’s needs, it was supposed to be good. A mutual benefit, one could say until she noticed a change in her boss’ behavior.

All the doctor could do was sigh both at Lan Xichen’s behavior and at the sight uncovered in front of her. Multiple — no, a lot of bite marks and definitely a lot of red marks better known as hickeys. She could tell where her boss seemed to like marking his precious treasure. Especially when those bite marks were placed along the shoulders, neck, and the inner thighs. It was possessive. Had always been.

“Did you disinfect all these bite marks? You didn’t make the same mistakes again, did you?”

The doctor turned her head sharply at the boss with a frown between her brows. Though the bites didn’t seem to be deep, it certainly would do some good to be cleaned and tended well. She knew that Lan Xichen couldn’t risk his jewel to be hurt or harmed even when it was his own mark.

“I did exactly how you taught me, Doctor Wen. I directed my best caregiver to take care of him as well,” Lan Xichen smiled.

The doctor sighed, cleaning all the marks before putting something and patching it up with a roll of bandage from her bag. From the look of it, the doctor reckoned they would need more bandages and band-aids if this kind of marks were to continue in the future.

“After you clean and disinfect it, put this before closing it up. I know you want to show the marks around, claiming that he is yours for the world to see,” the doctor paused. Tightening the closed lid of the ointment before handing it to the boss’s hand. “But this deep of a mark could get infected.”

Lan Xichen looked at her coldly but she was saying the truth. What else was there for him left to do but listen and be more careful.

“Next time, bite just enough to mark him. Not to eat him.”

“Mm.”

All she got was an agreeable hum. So, she left it at that as she focused on the others. Cleaning up other kinds of marks and checking the whole body. The maids helped her with moving the body around as she checked the heavily sleeping man. Once she was done with the physical checkups, she took out a white box then wore her gloves. A syringe and a couple of tubes were what inside the box for a blood test.

Jiang Wanyin stayed still even as the needle went in and was replaced by the tube to get his blood out. It surprised her. Normally, the body would still give a natural reaction but what she witnessed, it was as if this boy was deprived of his pain sensation too. The lack of reaction from the body was astounding yet frightening especially knowing how capable and powerful Lan Xichen could be when he wanted to. When he wanted to hold someone close to him with whatever power he had. She couldn’t tell if her boss was getting better at controlling himself, or if he was getting worse at it.

The doctor took a breather once all the empty tubes were filled. Drawing the syringe back before pressing on the small wound to stop the bleeding. The maid helped her clean the small wound as she placed the tubes in the small cold box and took care of disposing of the syringe properly. Wen Qing prepared another set of boxes out on the coffee table. The maid was done addressing the small wound and gave her the space she needed for another set of medicine. It was a miracle that nothing was torn from what she looked on the back of the boy’s ass. Otherwise, it’d be another set of angry nagging from her to the supposed caretaker of this young man.

She took a long and deep breath before she laid her eyes back on the younger man’s face. It was indeed him. No matter how surprised she was, she couldn’t deny herself that it wasn’t Jiang Wanyin. Because the sleeping man was him. The boy who was kept away for sometimes before escaping hurriedly was now back to the same man who had once captured him. How could it be? How could this boy she took care of came back to the lion’s den without knowing it?

Or was this all on purpose?

No, her boy wasn’t that stupid to crawl back to where he had been before.

The doctor breathed out, looking at the sleeping boy coldly with her dark brown eyes. She took another set of the syringe out of her bag then turned to see her boss’s face. The dark golden eyes were totally fixed on the bed before glancing at her and looking intensely.

“I can wake him up with this,” she showed the syringe in her hand, still capped and closed. “However, you can’t use sleeping pills on him again for another two to three days. I have to make sure everything is okay with him and the dosage you gave him was too strong for his body.”

Lan Xichen didn’t flinch. Not like those years ago, making the doctor smirked.

“We, well especially you, don’t want to overdose him, right? I know that you’ve had your eyes on him for a while now.”

Still nothing. No reaction at all, so she continued.

“Good thing he isn’t addicted to whatever they gave him in that place.”

Finally, the cold and smiling expressions broke into an audible sigh. Closing the golden eyes before opening it up again with an annoyed look in his eyes. Something that she had wanted to see to make sure her boss was still human after all these times.

“Are you going to keep talking or do what you’re supposed to, Doctor Qing?” He raised his wrist to look at his watch. “I’m sure this is about the time your dear brother comes back from university, isn’t it?”

The doctor frowned, keeping her calm inside because she knew any wrong words she let out could end for her. However, even when she wasn’t on an equal footing with her boss, Lan Xichen knew better than to try anything with her too. After all, she had been taking care of the dirty jobs for him. Both of them were mutually dependent on each other even when the other party didn’t want or like it.

“You haven’t answered me, Lan Xichen. Do you want me to wake him up or not? I can leave him like this. The sleeping pills you gave him will most likely wear out in six hours, counting from the time you gave him and how deeply asleep he is.”

The bigger man didn’t budge an inch. Not a word out of his mouth, only a smile. A big and she just had to say that it was creepy like she was supposed to know what he wanted without asking. Yet, it wasn’t how the medical field worked, so she asked again even if that annoyed the hell out of her boss. Not that she cared anyway.

“Say something, or I’m leaving right now. I still have to go back and do the blood work, boss,” Wen Qing asked. Properly calling Lan Xichen as her boss even when if the tone was slightly mocking.

The boss was just smiling, looking at the sleeping cat on his bed like a food ready to be devoured the moment it opened its eyes. Guess no one could ever satisfy the hunger, not even Jiang Wanyin who wasn’t supposed to be where this place was. And, there was no escaping this place. No exits even if the sleeping boy was going to look for one.

“Wake him up, doctor. We already have a date plan together for the evening. I’d like it very much for my kitten to be awake by then.”

That was all she needed. A word of confirmation.

A yes coming out from the boss’ mouth, telling her that she could do what she was supposed to. And now, all she needed to do was wake the sleeping kitten up to his owner’s liking.

--

Everything was disorientating when he opened his eyes. His head was swimming underwater, floating without a general direction until something pulled him hard. Something was playing with him. Dancing inside his mouth, sucking out the air from his lungs, and making him weak on his knees. Everything was dark and the lights passing by him didn’t make it any better. Not when he couldn’t see the person who was holding him still, strong arm around his waist and another one resting on the back of his neck. Pushing him closer to where their tangling mouths decided to have a stage.

He moaned when his lower lip was sucked, nibbled by the bigger man who was holding him. He was awake — Jiang Wanyin was awake yet still in a daze, which was something normal after such a lengthy amount of sleep.

Jiang Wanyin could feel the broad chest moving as their lips parted, leaving him wanting more. His hands were splayed on the chest, feeling the hard muscle underneath the clothes of what felt like a suit or a tuxedo, well he didn’t know which one it was but the fabric was nice. Nice enough for his hands to touch and totally different from all the fabrics he had touched in that cafe.

The man chuckled composedly as the heavy voice entered his ears. It made him looked up and strangely enough, Jiang Wanyin could see his face. It was the same person, the man who had held him multiple times and kissed him hard right before his memory stopped. He had no recollection of what happened after.

“Good evening, my cat. How was your nap?”

Lan Xichen smiled, taking the cat’s paw and kissing it while looking straight at his beautiful kitten. The cat didn’t even know or realize what he was wearing. All the kitten needed to do was believe in his owner and that would solve all the problems.

“So, it’s you, handsome gege. Did you like my body that much to steal me away for days?”

Jiang Wanyin was already brewing with confidence. It wasn’t something hard to do especially at night like this. All he needed to think about was how he had always satisfied his clients and this man included. His dearest gege was included in the list too.

“Did you forget that we often do this, kitten? I remember vividly that you like being woken up with a french kiss, or are you changing your preferences now?”

The cat licked his master’s lips, playing with it like he was with his food before kissing it. Just a smooch as he looked at his master’s golden eyes.

“Gege, I think you’re not answering my question. Aren’t you supposed to return the toys after playing with it?”

Lan Xichen smiled; hands already moving to where the dress his kitten wore showed any openings. His kitten was sinful, especially with how the black dress wrapped tightly against those curves, showing off every inch of the beautiful skin and some red marks that showed whose his possessor was.

“And, if I don’t want to return you, my kitty-cat, what are you going to do?” Lan Xichen asked, already inhaling the fruity smell of his kitten closely while the hand was busy trailing the spine of his kitten’s beautiful back. “Tell me, Wanyin. What are you going to do if I don’t want to return you?”

Jiang Wanyin gasped silently when the hand grasped his buttcheek suddenly as if lightning just hit him, making him weak without knowing the reason why. The hands that were splayed on the broad chest were now moving towards his master’s neck. Pulling their bodies close as he leaned in with all his weight; he forgot about the stinging pain and his sudden movement didn’t help to calm it down too. And, definitely, the slight hardening on his front wasn’t the best.

Yet, all Lan Xichen did was grinning. Putting more of his mark onto the tender skin, making his kitten tried to repress moan that was already coming out from his mouth.

“Wanyin,” a low and slow call as he kissed the kitten’s neck, trailing it to the jaw. “Are you going to answer my questions?”

A finger went in. The long and slender finger went in and ready to massage the soft entrance, and all that came out from the kitten’s mouth were moaning. Moans after moans with some groans here and there to break the chains.

The boss looked at his kitten’s eyes, unfocused and lustful purple eyes were taking him in for the ride. There was no need for an announcement, Lan Xichen was always ready to take his ravishing cat any time of the day. Even now as they were on their way to the restaurant his secretary had booked in advance.

“Th-then at least, return me to my ha... family,” Jiang Wanyin struggled; the finger was touching him exactly where he liked it. As if I knew where all his favorite spots were without telling or any guidance. ‘You can return me to my family, da ge.”

The grin on Lan Xichen’s face got bigger before kissing the obedient cat. It was another kiss full of tongues dancing and mapping each others mouth until one of them turned breathless And, it was Wanyin who broke the kiss first, busy catching up his breath as the other man held him tight then opening his zipper down.

“Did you say family , my Wanyin?” The question was dark, filled with ominous feeling but the cat didn’t have to know. Jiang Wanyin was too far gone to even notice such a threat coming from the man who was holding him tight, unwilling to let go.

Lan Xichen entered another finger in, scissoring the inside of his beloved cat’s inside, making him ready to welcome his hard member to fill the wet cunt. He wanted this for so long. He had been waiting for the perfect opportunity to make Jiang Wanyin his, and he didn’t care about any consequences he had to bear for his ways. Even if it meant destroying a little something in the process.

As long as Wanyin was his. His to hold onto forever, not even death could keep them apart. It was his greed, pure greed for this man whom he had lost before. So, now he was chaining cat forever to him. Proven with the cute ankle monitor resting weightlessly on his kitten’s ankle and the trackable black lace choker filled with amethyst that shared the same color as his kitten’s lovely eyes.

Jiang Wanyin shuddered when the second finger forced its way in. Messing with his dripping pussy as he felt himself hardening at the same time. He couldn’t help but to moan and groan while the fingers kept turning him crazy.

“Touch me, ah! Gege, I want you to touch me,” he begged, guiding gege’s free hand to where his erect cock was but gege only smiled at his request. Kissing his kitten’s neck enough to not to hurt what his doctor already mended.

He was a mewling mess. Jiang Wanyin was a mess as his mouth watered from the long-forgotten kisses and excessive moaning. His stomach was getting tight as his master kept playing with the one spot that turned him crazy. He was close, very close when suddenly the fingers withdrew. Leaving him gaping, hungry for the hard cock that had been brushing against his balls for some time.

Lan Xichen smiled at the beauty in front of him, straddling on his laps while wearing such a seductive and exposing dress. Yet, what a shame for such dress to be dirtied in their lovemaking session though thankfully, he had prepared another dress for his kitten to wear in their room. Just for tonight, it’d be a vacation away from their home because they had things to do for the whole day tomorrow.

It was a joy to his heart to see his cat being this energetic with him. So eager to jump on him when the first question out of his mouth was when he — Lan Xichen — would return him to where all his other clients were waiting for. Return him to where his waiting family. Well, his kitten would get his answer as soon as it was inside him. As soon as his hard cock was inside his Wanyin’s slick cunt.

“Wanyin, do you want to go back to your family?” Lan Xichen asked again; his member was poking the entrance of his cat’s cunt, making him moan in pleasure. Drowning his Jiang Wanyin in ecstasy.

Dependency was what he wanted from his Wanyin. Making him unable to live without him ever, and nothing else matter but him. Lan Xichen wanted his beloved Wanyin to be his and his alone. No one else could touch his precious kitten.

No one else was allowed to have his beloved kitten’s heart. They were all his even to the very last drop of blood.

Wanyin was his. Wanyin was Lan Xichen’s adorable possession .

And, so he made it clear to his cat. Made it clear whose he belonged to with…

“Wanyin, your only family is me. You’re mine, and you must only return to me,” Jiang Wanyin gasped listening to Lan Xichen’s voice close to his ear. Whispering the words slowly and making the kitten endure the breaths tingling his ear.

“Wanyin, tell me…” the cock rubbing the entrance once again yet not entering.

“...Who do you belong to?”

Then, he slammed it. Lan Xichen slammed his hot cock hard and deep inside his kitten’s pussy. Making Wanyin leaned exhaustedly into the warm embrace as he moaned and groaned loudly. His hands curled, wrinkling the perfectly ironed suit and digging his nails deep as if wanting to leave a mark. He couldn’t think of anything anymore.

Jiang Wanyin couldn’t think of anything anymore except:

“I’m yours!”

The cat found his owner’s lips and started kissing it like his life depended on it.

“I’m yours, Huan- gege. Ah!”

A deep voice shushed him. But, he ignored it as he moaned again, a little louder than before, asking for his master’s undivided attention. When silence was all he got from his handsome master, it made him pout. His hips kept moving, riding the giant fake cock that felt nothing like a real one. Jiang Wanyin wanted his master’s hot length inside him. He wanted it to feel him so deep, filling him with his milk and satisfying him on the inside. He wanted it — needed it to make him feel alive.

Yet, when his cruel master denied him of that right, he decided to look for it himself.

So, he moved. Shimmied himself closer toward his master’s chair and rested his cheek on the warm thigh. Jiang Wanyin purred, quiet and happy when he was rewarded with a hand caressing his hair and cheek before the slender fingers entered his mouth. He licked it, coated it with his saliva before sucking it in. When his master’s fingers pressed lightly on his tongue, another shivered went down his spine. His hips jolted as the dead love eggs inside him were suddenly alive, pushing against his walls and the fake cock. Something was dripping out of his pussy, a white fluid was dripping out and making a mess out of the already cold and slippery floor beneath him.

“...Master,” The cat mewled, calling for his master’s attention once again. Giving him a surprised at how well his name came out despite the fingers filling in the hungry mouth. Lan Xichen’s lips pushed upward, turning his usual kind and angelic smile into a smug — a proud one.

Of course, the righteous heir of the Lan Corporation was proud of what his cute pet had become. Lan Xichen watched with his own eyes as he broke the tough exterior of his cat’s walls. Forcing himself in and let Jiang Wanyin begged for his hard cock to fill the gap in his kitten’s pussy. It was one of his proudest achievement.

Jiang Wanyin was one of his glorious trophies.

A delicious and satisfying one.

It was intriguing when he learned that his acute and needy cat was working in a sex cafe. To think that the son of his rival company was allowed to work in such a place was baffling for him. After all, the personalities of his kitten’s parents weren’t one that would allow him to work in such an immoral cafe. Moreover, prostitution… Which made him wondered why his adorable kitten was so willingly sucking all the old men cock and let them used him for their own advantage.

Well, Lan Xichen was just the same as those old men, wasn’t he? But, maybe his cat was one of the lucky ones. The ones that hadn’t been drugged enough to drown themselves in ecstasy and be sold in the black market as an actual pet. Or sex slaves, whichever name others chose to call it.

It was a dark world. A world that Lan Xichen knew too well and had enough power to navigate through it without getting lost. And, now his adorable pet was a nice addition to his team.

He chuckled, pushing his lips up as the owner looked at the mess his needy and lewd cat had made. The fingers moved, opening his kitten’s mouth wide and showing everything on the inside. His cat’s mouth was salivating, totally hungry for something he had been hiding all along even when he knew his pet was under his desk. It was a test actually, to see how obedient his adorable Wanyin could be to play by himself without him.

But, it looked like his Wanyin failed the test. Seeing how his precious floor was covered in pre-cum and the white fluid that flowed out from his pet’s cunt, dirtying everything including Wanyin himself.

“Wanyin,” Lan Xichen called with a heavy, almost growling tone. His cat definitely knew the best how to stir him up in all the good places.

The violet eyes light-up when the name was called as the cat tilted his head and pushed it against Lan Xichen’s hard thigh. It made him smile, rewarding his cat with another hand to caress the cotton-soft and long hair before making it to the other cheek.

Jiang Wanyin smiled; his mouth was still sucking the pretty fingers while he purred against his master’s other hand. Oh, how he missed it. This hands — the rough yet gentle hands against his hair — against his head before touching his cheeks. His master’s hands were filled with everything that reminded him of his parents’ hands used to be, only with a slight touch of lust and desire. Not one that he minded at all since he was his master’s cat.

Jiang Wanyin was Mister Xichen’s adorable and pretty little cat. And, it brought him joy, just a simple touch like this made him unbelievably happy inside because he craved it.

He longed to be touched gently like this. And, his master delivered it.

“Master, will you please touch me?”

Lan Xichen smiled when the words came out from his cat’s mouth. The voice that entered his ears was sweet like honey that was begging to be eaten as soon as possible. Yet, he didn’t respond to that. He decided this was the best time for his kitten to learn discipline while he finished all his paperwork too. No one wanted a dirty document, right? Certainly not when they were talking about his pet’s creamy white cum.

The master stayed quiet and took off his hands from the cat’s sensitive skin. He grabbed the wet towel sitting on the right side of his desk before wiping his hands clean from all the saliva and sticky sweat. Leaving Jiang Wanyin to play by himself again as he watched his master’s hands moved, ignoring all his needs.

His heart sank when he didn’t get any replies from his gege. The rejection hit a little deeper than he thought it would be. It was the same. Everything was the same for him; no matter where or what it was he tried to be, all he got was rejection. Even just craving the attention he never got from his parents...it eventually ended the same. It ended with him, Jiang Wanyin being rejected and in the end, thrown away like a used and unwanted toy. If only he were a toy with no feelings, it would’ve been better than feeling all these useless things inside of him.

So, Jiang Wanyin stopped. No more mewling or moaning even as the toys inside him were still happily humiliated him from the inside. He stayed quiet, leaning his head on his master’s thigh while facing the outside. The violet eyes didn’t focus on anything than the feelings inside him. The insecurities that were eating him alive, making him trembled as he remembered his dad’s disappointed look, or maybe it was from the cold wind that suddenly greeted his slick skin.

He sighed quietly, trying not to disturb his master’s work and close his eyes. This was tiring. When his mind wasn’t where he needed it to be, having sex like this was such a chore that he didn’t even want to do. Jiang Wanyin knew what he did was wrong. Relieving his anger and disappointment with doing this was wrong, but what else was there for him to do? What else was there for him to excel at when his step-brother was the shining one at home, making him look almost nonexistent in front of others. Making him hate himself more than he already has.

It hurt, maybe more than being stabbed or dying. Maybe it was better for him to die and let his brother take his place instead. Since he was close to being nonexistent in his own safe place, then it was better for him to disappear and never return. He was sure that would make his dad happy; maybe, he would even thank him for being useful for once in his lifetime by making himself disappear from the surface of the world. By killing himself and let his body not being found.

No! No, no, no…

Jiang Wanyin tried to shake the thoughts out of his mind. He shouldn’t think about it. Not when he was trying to make his beautiful master hold him against those strong arms. But he really couldn’t, he was no longer in the mood as his mind wandered at how good his older brother probably at doing something like this. Even he could mess up such a simple job like this. A simple and mindless job such as sex.

He chuckled very quietly at himself. It was a self-pity kind of laugh, not a laugh because of happiness. This laugh was caused by his own helplessness, a pity-party laugh at himself. It was normal, the usual kind of laugh he had so often did to himself. He was used to this. There was no need to cry; he was fine.

Jiang Wanyin was definitely fine when it came to losing against his brother. What was another loses for him who had already been defeated for so long? It meant nothing.

He hissed silently when he felt the eggs inside his cunt got stronger. The hands behind him balled, resisting at making any other noise as his hips moved forward touching his master’s leg. Rubbing against the soft and silky smooth dark trouser, begging to get any little friction he could get out from the touch. He gasped with mouth wide opened, letting his drool to fall onto his master’s thigh when the toys suddenly hit his favorite spot.

Another shot of pre-cum dirtied his master’s pants as the fabric was completely soaked in his fluid. His hips moved, jolted as he hid his face in his master’s trousers and biting the fabric to fight his urge to keep his hips moving. Everything was dripping around him: the drool from his mouth, the fluid that kept coming out from his erect cock, and Mister Xichen’s soaking wet trousers. All that mess was because of him — because of his master’s pet starving cock and hole.

Fuck! The kitten cursed in his mind with his teeth still clenching his master’s trouser hard. He needed this. Jiang Wanyin needed this friction or anything that would get him off. So, he placed himself in between his master’s left foot. Letting the thick and leaking dildo sat on his owner’s shiny black shoes before he lowered himself again. The fake length inside him hit the vibrating toys, making him breathless as he panted for air to enter his lungs. He was tugging his master’s pants now, making an island of his drool and wrinkling the perfectly ironed pants.

Wanyin’s head fell in between his master’s crotch; his head could feel the tightness of his master’s tent as he leaned to the hard cock and feeling it with his whole face. His hips began to shift again, arching his whole body to the leg and letting his pointy nipples brushed against the fabric, while his hard cock grazed the tightly tied lace on his master’s shoe.

The cat moaned when the lace caught his length. His hips kept moving back and forth, rubbing his caught length before it finally bounced back and hitting his skin. Jiang Wanyin growled, shooting his white cum and dirtying the expensive-looking shoes while his face still buried in his master’s hardness. The salivating tongue went out, finding the crease in his mister’s zipped pants and trying to unlock the steamy treasure hiding deep within.

He licked the closed zipper, still mewling from all the grinding he had been doing. That was until a strong hand finally greeted his hair again and pulled him back harshly. Jiang Wanyin smiled, licking his lips slowly as his hips jolted again. Making his owner smiled as he looked at the mess his cute hungry kitten had made.

“Didn’t I say that we can play after I finish working, kitten? Or have you forgotten your master’s words already?”

Jiang Wanyin watched as his mister’s other hand moved, dipping it into something before lowering it down and letting it dripped on his face. He tried to catch it, moving his tongue in the air as the golden liquid dirtied his face. Mister Xichen smiled when he did that before shoving his mouth with the coated fingers. The fingers played with his tongue and roof, tickling his mouth while he sucked the sweet coating off his master’s fingers.

His cat mewled as he took his fingers out. It was sticky and wet, completely drenched even leaving strings of saliva when it exited his kitten’s mouth. Lan Xichen grinned, looking at his Wanyin’s violet gems sparkling with tears. His cat was at his wits’ end, and as a good owner of his precious pet, he didn’t want to make him upset.

“What do you want, my Wanyin?” Lan Xichen asked despite knowing what his cat needed. What that pretty little mouth needed.

The cat purred, leaning into his hand while closing the gems and kissing his hands. His cat was needy and ready to be spoiled like a good boy he was. A good boy that definitely deserved to be rewarded even if it’d mess things up a little.

“Are you hungry, kitten?”

The question earned him a happy purred as the kitten moved his head from the hands, heading towards his master’s hidden treasure. Jiang Wanyin kissed the tented pants again, smelling the woody and soft aroma that had become his master’s signature smell. It was heaven for him. Right here, in between his master’s thigh as he kissed his master’s hard tent, was his heaven.

His tongue was out again. Licking his master’s pants while looking at his master’s angelic smile. It was dangerous; what he did was dangerous as he tried to seduce his master, taking him off from whatever was holding him back from playing with him. Even if meant dirtying his master’s clothes a little bit. Jiang Wanyin wouldn’t mind that; he wouldn’t mind being punished for being naughty at all.

When his master’s sticky fingers moved to the back of his head, Jiang Wanyin welcomed it in his hair. But, it didn’t make him stop from licking his mister’s groin, teasing it even biting it a little bit. He loved it when his gege’s face changed, turning those angelic features into a frown with a low growl coming out from the commandant's mouth. Oh, how Jiang Wanyin wanted to touch those lips. He wanted it to kiss him, take him alive, or even eat him.

Yes, Jiang Wanyin wanted to be eaten by his master’s mouth. Leaving no traces behind as he let himself be devoured by that hot and steamy mouth. The best there was in the whole world, or maybe the universe.

Jiang Wanyin daydreaming ended when the hand on his hair balled and pulled him away from his favorite place for the second time. The tug wasn’t as rough as he used to and if he were to be honest, he could handle a rougher tug than what his kind master did to him. After all, he was so used to being roughed up by a lot of his customers, sometimes leaving bruises on his body too. Making this the gentlest tug he had ever experienced. Maybe a little too gentle for someone who loved being roughed up like him.

“Don’t you think you need to be punished, my irresistible cat?” Lan Xichen growled, making himself sounded louder and scarier. Yet, all it did was arousing Jiang Wanyin even more, knowing what was going to come after all these.

His kitten smiled, purposefully meowing as loud as he could while grinding down on the toys that plugged him up faster. A grin appeared on Lan Xichen’s face when he knew what his naughty, naughty little cat was doing. So, he yanked him up. Both his arms moved instantly to be under his lewd cat’s underarms then pulling him up. The pet cried at the sudden loss of the pleasuring sensation but the cries didn’t last long because his master opened those limp legs wide, sitting the wet cat on his lap.

“...ah, Master!” The kitten in his lap mewled, leaning closer to his body and licking his lips. Lan Xichen grinned, slapping his hands hard against the twitching ass, earning another round of whimpering from the honeyed mouth.

He spread it open. Touching the drenched dildo with his fingers and taking it out slowly. Then, asking:

“What do you want, kitten?”

Jiang Wanyin whimpered, feeling the thickest and biggest toy in his cunt being moved around as his master pleased. His mouth parted, trying to form any words yet failed. The pet could only tremble in the strong arms of his handsome and lovely master.

“Mas—ngh!” The pet panted, meeting his master’s golden eyes that had been staring down at him. It made him warm, made his body shuddered with only those hot eyes. He wanted it.

Whatever Mister Xichen was going to do to him, he wanted it. And, he wanted it now.

“Tell me, Wanyin. What do you want?”

Lan Xichen whispered then bit the redding ear, earning another loud ah! from his cute pet. The dildo in his hand was almost out when his other hand sneaked a few fingers to tease his kitten’s dripping pussy. Jiang Wanyin moved his hips, not wanting the fake cock to leave his gaping hole yet.

It made him smile as he bit down the slick neck. A loud whimper escaped from his cat’s lips. Lan Xichen pushed his lips and trailed it against the curve of his kitten’s neck. Breathing in the sweet smell from his pet, making the other trembled against the hot breath.

“I want you, gege. Enter me, da ge. I’ll satisfy you however you wish, please!”

He was proud. Very proud of what his pet had become. Proud of what Jiang Wanyin had become…

“Good boy. Such a good boy,” Lan Xichen whispered. The grin on his face was very obvious especially with words of praises still dripping out from his mouth as he yanked the dildo out from his pet’s chrysanthemum flower, saying: “Tell me, my good boy, Wanyin. What do you want, tell me specifically what do you want or I will not know what to give you.”

Jiang Wanyin cried as his cock grazed the buttons of his master’s suit. Dirtying it with his white cum as his handsome master continued marking the delicate skin. It drove him crazy; the pain and pleasure from each bite and the hard length under those layers, he wanted it. Jiang Wanyin wanted to be filled by his master’s cock, filled until he could no longer think about anything else but his gege’s cock.

“Cock, gege,” the cat mewled sweetly against the master’s ear. “Fill me up with your big cock, gege. Fill my pussy to the brim!”

Lan Xichen giggled at the desperate cries his cute slender cat meowed out. This certainly wasn’t the first for him to hear such a cry, but Jiang Wanyin was the first cat to tug his heartstrings in such a possessive way. All the different kind of cats and pets couldn’t compare to the beauty he got mewling on his laps. No one compared to the way his Wanyin cat cling and cry.

And, Lan Xichen would love to hear his cat cry even more. Even if he had to hurt him in the most pleasurable way possible. Like, not giving what his cute cat wanted…

“You want this, my Wanyin?” Lan Xichen asked; his hands moved towards where his cute cat had been eyeing for a while. He opened it, unbuckling the belt slowly and letting his kitten watch through the entire process.

Jiang Wanyin felt hot, burning as his master’s hands left him to attend the strip show unveiling in front of his eyes. His gaping pussy felt empty, twitching in anticipation of his master’s big and hard length going up into him. He meowed when his master finally revealed his hidden treasure for his eyes to feast on. Jiang Wanyin immediately pushed his hips against his master’s hard cock, letting it touched his own erection while licking the master’s handsome face. He was saying his thank you.

The cat was giving his gratitude to his master for letting him have what he wanted.

“Is this what you want, my Wanyin?”

Jiang Wanyin nodded, swallowing his own saliva as his mouth opened to welcome his master’s slick fingers in. He sucked it while moving his hips, bringing it up to let his master’s hot cock poke at his entrance. It was obscene; the whole thing was vulgar and if he were in his right mind, Wanyin himself would probably not allow this to happen.

But, he wasn’t. Jiang Wanyin, the son and legitimate heir of Jiang Corporation, wasn’t in his right mind because his erect length and entrance were already twitching in excitement. They were twitching from the cat’s own imagination of how full his inside would be when his master entered him, or even worse, punished him. He loved it. Jiang Wanyin loved it when his master punished him with more sex since it was exactly what he needed in his life.

Jiang Wanyin needed more sex in his life, especially from his very special gege.

The master smiled when he noticed what his cat was doing. It was naughty, very naughty of his cat to stir him in such a way. So, he did what he had to do to punish his cat. With a smile on his face and a hand on his cat’s back, he poked it through. Lan Xichen shoved his penis up his kitten’s cunt, making the beautiful cat cried and biting on his fingers.

Ahs and nghs filled the air, drowning everything else under the sweet crying of Xichen’s cat. The master moved, inserting further into his kitten’s pussy while busying his mouth with the perky nipples. He licked it, sucking it while his cat cried from all the pleasures. Lan Xichen ran his fingers down to his cat’s spine before grabbing a small remote on the table.

He turned it on. Switching the small flipped up and turning it to the highest setting. Lan Xichen could feel the vibration moving down his cat’s tight walls. His kitten mewled, crouching his body and leaning against his face. Lan Xichen licked his cat’s pretty skin, now filled with multiple red marks and bites evidence from their lovemaking.

“Ma-ah-ster!” Jiang Wanyin cried. His head was no longer held up high but down low, leaning on his master’s head, buried in those long shiny hair. With his hands still tied up against his back, there wasn’t much the pretty pet could do to relieve himself from the building pleasure.

Lan Xichen smiled, inhaling all the sweet cries his cute pet let out. He took his fingers out from his cat’s mouth and brought it to the kitten’s hips. He made his pet moved his hips, up and down his cock slowly as if riding it. The cat shuddered when his master held him down, letting his hips grind on the base of his master’s cock and touching the love egg buried deep within him. His mouth opened, moaning his master’s name as his hips kept moving in a circle. He was twitching. Jiang Wanyin’s whole body was twitching as he buried his head further into his master’s neck.

“I c-ah!-n’t,” was the broken words that came out from his pet’s mouth. “Master, please!”

He couldn’t say it. The words in his mouth died while only moans came through.

“Gege, please,” Jiang Wanyin pleaded; his hips still grinding while he leaned onto his master’s broad chest. He was salivating, licking the crook of his master’s neck and nibbling at the skin. He was drinking his master’s grunts while they both played with the toy deep inside his ass.

Lan Xichen groaned when the toys touched the tip of his cock. He pushed it in further, making his cat cried at the sensation before he took his cock out completely from the tight cunt. He pulled the pink eggs out completely. Throwing it to the floor and smiled at his crying cat. It was dripping. The liquid inside his kitten’s cunt was dripping and more came out when the master decided to put his fingers in, playing with the inside before he could put it back in.

“Ah…please, Xichen-ge. I can’t anymore!” The kitten meowed, begging for his gege’s cock even when the fingers were already filling him in. “Fill me, gege. I want your cock...please!”

The master smiled, pulling his cute pet down and punishing those naughty lips against his. Their kiss was tongues and teeth as Lan Xichen sucked those lips before licking the roof of his cat’s mouth. Jiang Wanyin moaned, struggling to get away from his master’s arms and kisses. He couldn’t hold it anymore. He wanted to cum but it was too empty. His cunt felt empty and he didn’t want to cum from this kiss. Jiang Wanyin wanted his master’s cock. He wanted it deep buried inside him until it filled him up with his liquid — filling him up with his master’s cum inside him.

Squelching filled the air now. The sound of his inside being stretched opened with those long fingers deep inside him.

Jiang Wanyin moaned and moved his hips. Letting it touched his master’s cock again, just like what he did before, but it didn’t last him long...because he came. Jiang Wanyin came right after he lowered himself down and put the tip of his master’s cock inside his pussy. It splurted white all over the dark blue suit. The cat smiled when he saw his master decorated in his cum, dripping down as he called his master’s name in such a sweet sound.

His breath gasped when the master’s hand wrapped around his leaking cock. Grabbing it up and down, making the kitten purred in ecstasy.

“Master…” Jiang Wanyin smiled; his voice leaked of the sweet nectar. The pure bliss in his kitten’s face was something he couldn’t get out from his mind. His cat was completely too deep in whatever they had for each other.

“My kitten,” Lan Xichen replied with a big smile as he nibbled on the perky nipple. Turning it redder and puffier than before, making his cat shuddered under his tongue. “You know what you have to do.”

Jiang Wanyin nodded, slowly lowering himself down and letting his master’s go in deeper as he moaned. His mouth was wide opened and neck shooting upward as the cock entered him. Penetrated him deeper without any toys to disturb them. He moaned, cried out when he felt his master’s pinching and rubbing his nips. Turning the sensitive nipples harder as he pushed himself down.

The cat turned his head, looking at his master’s handsome face before he crashed his open mouth and licked the master’s lips. He was begging, asking for an entrance to his handsome gege’s mouth. Lan Xichen smiled, opening his mouth and letting his kitten in.

His hands moved from the harden nipples to the back of his kitten’s spine. Slowly touching his kitten’s skin and making him shuddered at every little touch. His kitten’s cunt was stretched open. Lan Xichen could feel it from how his fingers moved in between his cock and his kitten’s pussy as it entered slowly. The hand moved to support his kitten’s ass while the other returned to the front to tease his Wanyin’s length.

Jiang Wanyin giggled once he was satisfied kissing his handsome gege. His mouth opened with all the dripping saliva while he snuggled against the broad chest, kissing his master’s neck in happiness. Or, it was until the kind and handsome master decided to slam his kitten’s ass down, making him entered fully without a warning.

“Haa! Ah… Ngh, master…so full,” The cat moved, crouching at the sudden movement into the master’s chest.

Lan Xichen smiled, kissing his cat’s messy long hair before putting his hands under the cat’s slick underarms. He pulled him up as he stood up and laid him against the cold desk. The cat whined at the coldness but quickly shut with a long kiss while the master moved in and out of his kitten’s pussy aggressively. Making Jiang Wanyin screamed in pleasure the moment they broke the kiss.

“Master! Mast-ah!” Jiang Wanyin screamed, moaned on top of his lungs as his master’s cock pushed against all his walls and spots. “Harder, gege! Cum inside me. Make me full. Make me pregnant, gege!”

Lan Xichen smiled, releasing the bond that tied his kitten’s hands together. The kitten immediately wrapped his hands around his master’s neck, pulling him for another kiss as the older kept slamming inside him.

“I love you, gege.”

Jiang Wanyin smiled, loving the face his master looked at him.

A look that screamed:

Mi—

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It was early in the morning when a loud groan woke him up from his sleep. Everything was dark. The windows and door all shut closed as he looked around from the comfort of the bed he laid.

Jiang Wanyin sighed as he tried to move. His lower back hurt, a stinging pain shot up to his spine and making his hands gave up from supporting him. He fell back down to the soft bed, groaning in pain and waiting for something to happen. His eyes wandered, looking at the digital clock by the bedside and the date underneath it.

3:37 AM 

Thursday, 31 October 

He cursed when he saw the date blinking its annoyance. Jiang Wanyin was supposed to be home. Well, he was supposed to be home days ago but here he was. In someone else’s house and bed in the middle of the night. Right on the day of his brother’s birthday.

Fuck.

He turned around, letting his stiff back hit the bed as he let out another groan. He jumped when he heard a click on the door and stared at it being opened. A long haired man entered the room and he knew, just by looking at the shadow that it was him. It was the man who bought him in the cafe, and he was the prostitute.

Jiang Wanyin was the prostitute, the man who did it with anyone who was willing to pay the price. Willing to shower him with money and sometimes affection.

The stiff pout on his face turned into a smile as his gege walked closer to him. He meowed, literally letting out a meow to tease his tall and handsome master. It was hard to see his master’s face when there was nothing to light the room.

“Meow, gege…” Jiang Wanyin teased with his broken voice from all the wild days and nights.

The master smiled and Jiang Wanyin could see it, especially when the master turned on the bedside lamp. His master was handsome with strong and well-defined jaws to compliment those dark and shining golden eyes. The cat smiled when a hand greeted his face, making him purred at the strong hand and rubbed his cheek against it.

“You’re awake, cat.”

Master Xichen’s voice greeted him. Neither loud nor quiet, just enough for him to hear and feel his master’s authority. It made him smile — made him kissed the strong hand and licked it. He was asking for trouble, asking for his master to fuck him senseless again despite the pain in his body.

“Will you fuck me again, Xichen-ge?”

The master smiled, popping something to his mouth before drinking water and crashing their lips together. The strong hand was now holding his jaw steady. Forcing Jiang Wanyin to drink whatever his master was taking in his mouth before.

It was messy. Trailed of water ran down the kitten’s throat and the bare chest. His master’s hand moved; one still holding his jaw in place while the other brushed against the soft nipple. Playing with it and pinching it hard until the master heard a loud moan came out from his kitten’s throat.

Jiang Wanyin cried from the pain and pleasure of his nipple. Exposing his throat bare, making Lan Xichen sure that his cat had taken what he was giving him. And now, all he needed was wait until it worked as he kissed his pet’s delicious skin.

“Ah, ple-ah! Home! I need to go home—,” Lan Xichen smiled at the word home. His cat was home and there wasn’t anything else he needed to worry about. After all, he had dealt with his cat’s family.

Leaving his kitten nothing to worry about since the Jiang’s family asset was already in his hand. Jiang Wanyin was already his to play and break. Yet despite all that, his cat still struggled. And, this was what he loved about his cat. Lan Xichen loved how his cat struggled even when he was already under his mercy.

“Sleep, kitten,” Lan Xichen said and slowly, Jiang Wanyin’s strength left him. Leaving him half-lidded and relaxed in his master’s arms even when his mind was screaming for him to get away. “I’ll take care of everything, kitten. Just sleep now.”

Jiang Wanyin was asleep. Gone in the hands of his own master and missing another day to go back home.

Not that he needed to go back. Lan Xichen had made sure of that.

Made sure that no one was looking for his sleeping kitten.

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Lan Xichen smiled when he tucked his cat to bed. He pulled the comforter to his kitten’s shoulder, covering the naked man from the cold room. The smile fade when he heard the door creaked open, he knew it was time for him to leave his sleeping kitten by himself.

“The car is ready, Master.”

He nodded, turning off the bedside lamp and stealing a kiss from his kitten’s lips. But, it was time for him to get to work.

“Do not let him out of the room. Send in my best caretaker when he wakes up. The sleeping pill should wear out in twelve hours and make sure he takes another one if I’m not back by then,” Lan Xichen commanded as the man dressed in a black and white uniform closed the door quietly and locked it from the outside.

“Yes, sir. Would you like to send in Nian Zhen or Ru Shi, sir? Also, the founder of Jiang Corporation has responded to the charity gala organized by Master’s sworn brother Master Nie Mingjue, would you like to respond as well, sir?”

Lan Xichen hummed, pleased to hear the news his secretary gave.

“Send both and guard all entrances. For the gala, I will personally let my brother know about it. All we need is for him to see his son where he’s not supposed to be,” Lan Xichen smiled as he held a small purple key in his hand.

A key to his pet’s freedom.

Lan Xichen couldn’t breathe. It stopped, and he didn’t care how he hadn’t been breathing for, as long as he got to where he needed.

“Sect Leader Lan! It’s dangerous! Please get away!”

The arms that grabbed him was easily thrown off as the sect leader ran back to where the danger invited him. To where his beloved welcomed him back.

The thunder roared again. Flashing its lightning a thousand time like it was grieving for something — for someone. Yet, it didn’t scare any of the corpses. It didn’t scare Lan Xichen from running head first toward them all.

He fought, sword clenching tight on his hand as he slew the corpses without a second thought. Without a second thought of all the rules and punishments, he would have to bear.

Lan Xichen didn’t care.

He couldn’t.

Not when someone important to him was lying on the ground and bathed in his own blood.

“Jiang Wanyin!!!”

He screamed his throat opened. Raw and sore as he called the name for the thousand times. The name that could summon flashing thunder under his hands. The name that he often called gently while kissing the man affectionately.

But, this wasn’t one of those times. This wasn’t one of those intimate moments, probably would never be one.

Shuoyue whistled as it cut through another corpse. Paralyzing it to the ground while the sect leader continued forward, running as fast as he could.

It broke him when a corpse walked close to his beloved. Long nails and arms ready to attack the already-downed man; ready to penetrate those open wounds to injure it further.

He sent his sword flying. Crushing the head and breaking it apart. The corpse staggered backward, a few steps back and away from his beloved.

And, he was finally there. Finally where his beloved had laid to rest, breathing his last breath. Bidding this world a good-bye forever.

“No, no, no… Wanyin…”

Tears rolled down his cheeks. It was hot. It was warm against his skin. Telling him that he was still alive. Lan Xichen was still alive while his beloved….

His beloved was dead. Again.

He fell down. Knees hard against the ground as he took his beloved’s hand to his.

It was cold.

Jiang Wanyin was cold against his warmth.

Lan Xichen wanted to scream; yell at the man he loved for leaving him behind. It wasn’t fair. Life wasn’t fair for the both of them.

“Wanyin! Wanyin! Wanyin!!!”

The name kept coming out, yet there was no answer. No one could answer it.

A dead man couldn’t answer such a call.

Lan Xichen carefully got him up to his chest. Embraced him close to his heart as the head rolled to where it perfectly belonged. To Lan Xichen’s broad chest, the place it belonged.

The blood stained his white robes, dying it red. Dying both their love red before turning it into black.

He didn’t care. His clothes, robes, clan or rules… Lan Xichen didn’t care.

All he cared was his love…his Jiang Wanyin was taken again from him. Taken against his will again.

“A-Cheng, wake up. Wake up! Please, I’m begging you…”

The words choked him up. The lump on his throat was getting bigger and harder to swallow down. Just like how hard it was to swallow down the truth that his beloved was gone.

Tears kept streaming down his cheeks as he held his lover tightly in his embrace. The once clear and kind looking eyes were turned into a broken mirror. The golden broken mirror reflecting how both their love fell apart.

“Wanyin!!”

Was all he could call out.

Again and again.

Before he finally stood up. Carrying the cold body in his arms after covering it with his robe. He allowed his lover to stain him. Stained his white robe with the red blood that came out from his lover’s stomach and chest.

Everything hurt him. His entire body ached, yet he kept walking. Ignoring everyone’s call for him; ignoring everyone’s call for the sect leader in his arms.

Lan Xichen snapped when others tried to touch his beloved. His steps turned quicker, avoiding everyone who was getting in his way. His soul was grieving and no one noticed it. No one left him alone.

And he hated it. This was the first time he felt such a strong feeling in his being.

So, he flew. He mounted his sword. Holding his beloved tighter against his chest and flew away…

Lan Xichen flew away to where no one could find him.

To where he could be with his beloved alone forever.

To others, Lan Xichen’s voice sounded calm but to him, it sounded forced. As if Lan Xichen was forcing himself to be friendly and caring toward him while the truth was the opposite.

Jiang Wanyin didn’t say anything as he took a breath and moved his chopsticks, taking a bite of the plain rice in front of him. He chewed and as expected, even plain rice didn’t sit well with his current pallet. The chopsticks in his hand returned to where they belonged; he moved onto the congee with bits of ginger in it. He felt better after taking a few spoonfuls, so he stuck with it.

Lan Xichen noticed this as well. How his beloved didn’t touch anything else than the rice porridge, and how he put down his chopsticks after a bite plain rice. He ate quietly while occasionally watching his beloved. It was worry he had in his heart. Though he knew Jiang Wanyin was getting better, he still wanted to make sure that his beloved wasn’t doing anything reckless.

“Wanyin, would you like my congee as well?” Lan Xichen smiled when he saw Jiang Wanyin had finished the bowl. It was good to see his beloved having a little bit of appetite.

Jiang Wanyin finally looked at him. He missed looking at those violet eyes, it hurt how the man he loved was trying so hard to avoid him.

“No,” Jiang Wanyin’s voice was still a little hoarse. “I’ll be fine. Thank you.”

Jiang Wanyin lowered his eyes, looking at the empty bowl in front of him. He wasn’t trying to be rude or impolite to the other man; he was actually full from the small bowl. Besides, no other food on the table was to his current liking which made him feel bad for the cook who made all these meals for him. His hand reached for the cup on the table. It was filled with warm tea; the same tea that Wen Ning served earlier this morning. He drank it slowly, taking his time as he watched the other man enjoying his food.

He closed his eyes, feeling the quickened heartbeat and clammy feeling on his skin. He breathed in and out quietly as he leaned back on his seat. The lump in his throat returned and his head felt heavy; he was feeling fine a moment ago yet now he felt tired despite not doing much today. He took a deep breath and let it go quietly. When he opened his eyes, the first thing he saw the black jar in front of him. A black jar of leftover Emperor’s Smile was sitting in front of him as if waiting for him to grab it.

The smile on his face was worrying but not for him. At this point, alcohol wasn’t the answer he was looking for but one that he was craving for.

So, he grabbed it. His fingers touched the cold jar until a hand reached for his and stopped him. Jiang Wanyin sighed, knowing full well who that hand belonged to. It was an addiction at this point; one that he should learn to control and stop but should he?

“You’re asking for your death, Wanyin!”

It was true.

Almost true.

One day, this addiction would get him killed. One day, this love would get him killed.

He sighed, looking at the man who held his hand steady against his. He should get mad, annoyed, even irritated at what this person did to him but his energy was far too gone. Jiang Wanyin was tired, so tired that he wished he could sleep forever to rid his tiredness. Maybe this was what his mother felt, or his father, and now, he understood them a little better.

“Sect Leader Lan, you can let go of my hand,” was all Jiang Wanyin could say. His emotions physically and mentally were all portrayed in his voice, and all of them were screaming of exhaustion. “I wasn’t trying to touch the alcohol.”

A lie. What a beautiful lie he could say when all he wanted was the opposite. And, now he was just the same as the person who dared declare his feelings to him.

Jiang Wanyin was just the same as the esteem Lan Xichen. Both liars at their best.

The hand loosened in its grip, making it enough for Jiang Wanyin to slip through. He didn’t win this; he was given this victory and Jiang Wanyin took it. He took his hand back even if his heart wished otherwise. After all, who was he to receive such a touch from the Zewu-jun whom everyone loved?

“Wanyin, alcohol isn’t good for you. Please take care of yourself.”

Jiang Wanyin almost glared at the Lan Xichen since he had the least amount of rights in here to tell him what was good or wasn’t for him. Yet, it was hard for him to deny. What Lan Xichen said was right, and he should really stop. He should stop before the alcohol stopped him.

He sighed, wondering what he should say in return. If Jiang Wanyin were to get mad right there and now, it would probably worsen what had already turned worse. But, he still had to say something or it would turn awkward for them both.

“Sect Leader Lan,” Jiang Wanyin called as he felt the lingering warmth from the bigger hand that held him. “What’s your reason for staying?”

The question didn’t beat around the bush. It went straight to the heart of the problem because he really wanted to know the older cultivator’s reasonings. For a sect leader to not be where his sect needed was something unusual unless there was something important. And, Jiang Wanyin didn’t see it. He didn’t see what was so important in Yunmeng that Lan Xichen had to stay for it.

Yunmeng Jiang had been safe for a while now. The rebellion that was led by smaller sects had been taken care of. The Lan, Jin, and Nie sects knew about this and helped his sect on it. Thus, leaving nothing for Lan Xichen to worry about. This was his sect, and he knew how to handle his sect well.

The deep and heavy breath returned as he waited for the other man to reply to him. He wondered if he could even wait for this man to talk. The answer for that was probably no, definitely not when he was this tired, tired of everything.

He reached for a different pot, a pot that was filled with warm tea. Jiang Wanyin didn’t bother checking if Lan Xichen still had tea in his cup. He only poured it for himself, filling his cup close to the brim like the tiredness that was overflowing his mind now. The man sat still, staring at him. He wanted to hide from that pair of dark golden eyes. The way they looked at him was too… No, it was alright. Everything was alright.

The violet eyes closed, drinking the warm tea like it was alcohol. Jiang Wanyin gulped it down in one drink but it tasted nothing like the bitterness of the alcohol and sweet aftertaste. The tea he had was bitter through and through. Just like the silence they were sitting in right now.

“I’m staying because there is someone important to me,” Jiang Wanyin was almost taken aback by the sudden confession. Who in the world would say that out-of-nowhere? Apparently, Lan Xichen was one of them. “And, I need to protect him.”

The way Lan Xichen confessed it out was almost annoying to hear. His calm and collected voice sounded happy as he said all those out in the open. Besides, who was this person? Who was this someone important to Zewu-jun enough to stop him from properly doing his sect work?

He breathed out, trying not to think much about it. It wasn’t his problem. It wasn’t his business and he didn’t want to mind it. His head was already filled with things and if Lan Xichen decided to fall for someone else, it wouldn’t be his problem. It really wouldn’t be his…

Jiang Wanyin sighed; this was for the best for both of them. To know how Lan Xichen managed to give up on him just after a few days… Yes, that ought to say something about him. But, it was fine. This was better than having the noble and esteem Zewu-jun wait on him. After all, what could he offer? Besides his body, Jiang Wanyin had nothing to offer to the other. Not even his feelings, especially not his feelings…

“I see,” was all he could make out from his mouth. He should have said it with a happier tone even a congratulating one. But, he couldn’t… His voice just wouldn’t give in. All his words were caught up in his throat as he swallowed it painfully. The urge to reach for the jar was stronger than before but he restrained it. Maybe the medicine would cure him even when it was not the purpose.

“Then, will you leave if I apologize right now?” The violet eyes closed as his breathing steadied. He was silently laughing at himself as he said those words.

One’s mind truly was the cruelest place someone could be in, and that was where Jiang Wanyin was. He was laughing, mocking himself for thinking that he could have a happy ending, but at the same time, he didn’t allow himself to have such an ending… So, why would he wish for one? Why would the other stay with him in such pain when they could have their own happy ending and leave him behind.

Jiang Wanyin sighed, saying:

“Will you leave and go to that person if I apologize right now?”

It was silence.

Silence greeted them both.

Both were quiet, not saying a thing to each other. It hurt. The guilt in his soul and body was having a feast while he was left to deal with the aftermath. But, it was alright. He was used to this.

Jiang Wanyin was, after all, the sect leader who was feared by everyone. People degraded him, slandered him and tried to remove him from his rightful place. All because he was an omega. He was an omega who needed an alpha or a beta to make him complete. This alone was the reason for others to look down on him. So, he let them; he let them look down on him until he showed them who was stronger. The pain, blood, and tears that it took to rebuild his sect showed them just how strong of a person he was. Fuck all the talk about him as an omega. Before all that, he was a sect leader and it didn’t matter what his second gender was.

Or, so he thought. It was a mistake. He shouldn’t have sent those letters to the grieving sect leader Lan. Maybe if he hadn’t, he could have avoided this. He could have avoided all these unnecessary complications. Yet, at the same time, he couldn’t deny it. The feeling inside his heart and his desires…

And, it hurt. It hurt because he couldn’t fulfill it. He couldn’t fulfill what he wanted for himself, because he didn’t allow it. Jiang Wanyin himself was the greatest hindrance to what he wanted. This man right here, sitting across from him looking at him, was what he wanted. Jiang Wanyin wanted to live with him, have a family with him, even a kid or two with him but...he couldn’t. He couldn’t because he didn’t allow it.

Lan Xichen was right within his grasp but Jiang Wanyin withdrew his hand. He didn’t believe everything the older cultivator said because he couldn’t make himself believe in his words. No matter how much he wanted the other man, their feelings would never be mutual. And, everyone knew why...it wasn’t only him.

Jiang Wanyin sighed, closing his eyes as he stood up from his seat. It was obvious what the answer from the other man was, so he didn’t intend to push further. There wasn’t anything left to say. Besides, was he needed here anymore? It was rude of him to leave his guest in the middle of his evening meals. Yet, was there any other choice?

He bowed to the other sect leader and left. Not a word was said, not even a good night or a simple farewell. Jiang Wanyin just left and it probably was for the better. All his words, all of them were exhausted on the other sect leader. Even if there was anything left to say, he swallowed them back.

Jiang Wanyin swallowed them back like a coward. Once a coward would always be a coward. That was who he truly was…

A coward.

The heavy breath finally left him as his eyes saw the purple color left his side. It hurt him, what Jiang Wanyin said hurt him more than he expected. Yet, he wondered who was truly hurt in their position. Was it him, the receiver, or was it the other who said it?

He closed his eyes, wishing for the other to return but he knew it was impossible. Jiang Wanyin had left and anyone knew better that he was not coming back to his side. The question that his beloved left still haunted him. Those words, what would he answer when the person he wanted to protect was right there in front of his eyes. Jiang Wanyin was the person he wanted to protect — the person he wanted to love.

Yet, the man himself didn’t allow himself to be loved. Didn’t allow himself to have what he thought as a privilege. How funny to think of love as a privilege when it wasn’t because it was a necessity. For him, to love and to be loved was a necessity that not many had but wished to have.

Then, it truly was a privilege. A privilege that they both had. How contradictory he could be.

Lan Xichen opened his eyes again and his sight landed on the empty bowl of congee sitting quietly. That man, the person he loved, was full with such a small bowl; did this also say something about their love? Their much-wanted affection from one another? Was their appetite for each other this small? Or was this how small their love for each other was? (That was if there were any love for each other in the first place).

Another breath escaped his mouth, it seemed that sighing had become the only way he knew how to breathe lately. And, the same could be said for the other. It was wrong; this was wrong. The way they interacted with each other, the heaviness in both their hearts… He wandered since when this became their daily routine around each other. It wasn’t supposed to be like this. This was not what he expected when he decided to tell his feelings to the other.

Yet, here they were in a mess coming from him.

He placed a smile on his face, wondering if it truly was his genuine smile or a fake one. When the servants returned to clean up all their meals, Lan Xichen could only plaster the same smile on his face like it belonged there. It certainly did but not now, not when his heart was in such a pain.

Lan Xichen stood up and allowed the servants to do what they needed to do. It was a waste but he hoped the servants knew what to do with all the leftover food. Though it wasn’t a feast, it was still food served for them and someone else’s hard work.

He stood still as he watched the servants clean up. His mind left him, he heard a voice calling him, saying:

“Zewu-jun, would you please check on Sect Leader Jiang? We are all worried after what happened yesterday.”

It received his full attention immediately, almost making him jumped into action. But, he stopped himself, calming all his senses.

He smiled, a simple and genuine smile, as his memory returned to where they ended. It hurt watching the man he loved left him behind without a second thought but this was what he deserved. He sighed, wishing he could have held those hands and prevent the younger man from leaving his side. But, he was gone. Jiang Wanyin was gone and now, he had to find him just where and what he was hiding behind all those covers.

“I will. Thank you.”

The voice that came from his mouth sounded too tired. Too painful than he liked it to be. But, no one needed to know because this was his pain to bear alone. All the pain in his heart even the dying confession in his mouth, they were all his to give when the time was right and treasure.

He turned, already on his feet as he walked away from the dock. His heart was beating quickly, hoping and wishing for his beloved to be where he thought he was going to be. And, he hoped the other wasn’t making any rash decision, not now when all his beloved needed was rest.

They needed rest, either from each other or with each other.

And, Lan Xichen wished for the latter.

The darkness was comforting to him. As he stepped into the bathroom, he just couldn’t help but realize how reassuring all the darkness around him was. For all his life, Jiang Wanyin was merely a shadow of everything a son could be. So, this was comforting, reassuring, soothing even as he entered into the dark bathroom to finish off his day.

A small smile appeared on his face as he put his hand into the barrel, feeling the water that was prepared for him. It was warm. The water and his body temperature were warm, yet his heart was cold. Something was wrong with him because he should be burning with fire and anger...but he was cold. And, he didn’t want to be bothered by anyone.

He held his breath, refusing to give in to the sighs that often plagued him. But, no matter how much he tried to hold it, the sighs escaped and left him with a heavier heart than before. The violet eyes closed as he slowly drew another breath before taking all his clothes off, leaving him vulnerable to anything.

Jiang Wanyin washed his body to every little corner and detail. His hand moved as he washed his neck, shoulder, down to his chest. It only slowed when he felt the raised skin on his chest. It was a long and big scar left by both the Wen and his brother. He wanted to hate it and probably should. This scar was a reminder of his failure to protect his family — his failure to protect the only family he had. Yet, this scar was also the one that saved him. When Wei Wuxian gave his golden core to him, it became a reminder that he could only wield zidian because of his brother’s core living inside of him.

Perhaps a constant reminder that his brother gave up his own life for him.

The heaviness in his heart grew but he paid no mind to it. His hand continued to wash him, rubbing every dirty place with a hope that he would become clean. A hope that he would become clean of his sins. His stomach churned at the thought of it and quickly shook it off his head. Then his hands moved to his back, touching a little bit at the smaller raised skin as a result of his intense training. A training using both his sword and zidian was the kind of training that he needed to be qualified as a Jiang sect leader. As a man and the head of his sect, he had to be strong and able to wield both weapons at the same time.

Pain was the last thing he had on his mind during his training. It was refreshing in a way to not think about anything and just focus on what was in front of him. The little cuts and wounds made him feel alive even as he bled through his skin and darkened the back of his robes. It made him feel alive. This bleeding made him feel alive despite the pain and struggles that came after. It was scary how much he longed for such pain himself.

He sighed as he continued to scrub himself, washing everything down with water before he moved to his hair. The hair bun was no longer there; his hair was undone along with the braids, leaving curls on top of straight hair. It brushed against the floor. And, he washed his hair slowly, cleaning and untangling his hair with gentle massages. A smile appeared on his face as memories came flooding down. The memories of a certain young boy’s mother who often helped him washed his hair, and of a loving elder sister who helped him when his mother could not.

It was a memory of his family. A memory of his tough yet kind-hearted mother and loving sister.

It was hard for him to adjust to his mother’s strict way of washing hair. As a kid, he didn’t really care much about his hair. He didn’t like how he had to grow it to be so long, and he often got caught trying to cut his own hair when knots appeared. His mother’s furious face was still fresh in his mind. The way she nagged him before tying her long and silky hair up into a bun, and the way those soft hands helped him with his own hair… This truly brought back all the memories inside of him.

“You should take care of your hair, Jiang Cheng,“ his mother voice was gentle, the total opposite to the stern and loud voice that everyone knew. The hands that once massage the knots in his hair were no longer there, yet the warmth from the loving hands remained. “You should massage it slowly and gently like this,” exactly how he was doing now. Jiang Wanyin smiled as he thoroughly massaged the knots, untangling them slowly with patience.

“See, it’s no longer tangled,” her smile was still fresh in his memory. A big smile that told him how proud she was at something so simple, so little.

“Jiang Cheng, love your hair more. Mother loves your hair so much. So, don’t cut it recklessly.”

Since then, he had never cut his hair more than necessary. He didn’t dare to cut the fragments of his mother; he didn’t want to forget how gentle those hands used to be and how warm his mother’s embraces were. It was something that only he knew, only him. Not shared with his sister or brother.

He stepped into the barrel once he was done cleaning himself. The warm water greeted his skin, calming all his tensed muscles and nerves. He submerged himself. Holding his breath as he fully entered the warm water, letting the weight of the water crush him. He opened his eyes and looked at the waves above him as it gently swayed.

Jiang Wanyin stayed like that for a while as he closed his eyes, still holding his breath underwater. This wasn’t anything reckless; he just hadn’t done this in a long time and missed those days when he could just swim whenever he wanted. Nowadays, he didn’t even have time to do what he like most, especially not when his sect became the top priority on his list.

This was all for his sect and there was nothing he wouldn’t do for his sect.

It was suffocating. The responsibilities on his shoulders, the guilt in his mind, and his lungs… He pulled himself up, breaking all the soft waves as he gasped for air. It was good, the burning feeling in his lungs meant that he was alive. It meant that Jiang Wanyin, the sect leader of Jiang was still alive and breathing for his people. That was all he needed to know, a reassurance that he was still fighting for his people, fighting to give them a better life...and fighting to make his sect stronger than before.

He stayed in the water, collecting his last remaining breath when knocks on the door broke his flow of thoughts. It was rare for him to have a guest around this time but again, a certain sect leader had called him out a few nights ago. This was normal, just something he had to take care of before he could say his farewell to the world for the day. So, he pulled himself up, getting into a sitting position then squeezing his hair gently.

When he was done, he stepped out from his comfort zone and took a thicker robe to dry himself. He exchanged it with a night robe after drying his body and left only to take care of his long hair.

The door creaked when he pushed it and walked out of the bathroom. He took a light covering robe to wrap his night robe. It was a purple robe with his sect’s symbol in the middle while everything else was filled with lotus flower blooming, one of his favorite robes to wear whenever he was alone. The design and elegance reminded him much of his mother; how powerful and proud she was while wearing her sect’s clothing. It made him smile, just the recollection of it.

So, he wore it as he tried his best to dry and comb his hair. Once he was done, he walked to his door and asked who the guest might be.

“Jiang Wanyin,” ah, he knew from the voice. It was him, someone he didn’t want to see right now.

Jiang Wanyin opened his door, revealing the older sect leader under the moonlight. It was breathtaking. The beauty and elegance before his eyes were breathtaking, and absolutely different from the way his mother radiated. Lan Xichen’s beauty was of a white jade; he was the symbol of purity and calmness. While he, Jiang Wanyin himself was the symbols of thunder and destruction. He could even argue that bad luck should be added to it since it seemed to never leave him.

“Greetings, Sect Leader Lan,” Jiang Wanyin said half-heartedly and it probably showed. The way he tried to distance himself from the older by addressing him differently from how the older addressed him. It was rude but this was the only way he could keep his sanity around this man. “How can I help you?”

Lan Xichen’s eyes rested on the younger sect leader. His breath caught as he looked at the man before him. The way Jiang Wanyin’s robe covered him made it look like they were standing in a lake filled with blooming lotus. It was beautiful — Jiang Wanyin was beautiful especially with his hair undone and relaxed behind him. Only the some shorter hair strands were hanging on his shoulders.

A small smile painted on the noble cultivator’s face. His eyes moved, trailing at the man’s soft features under the moonlight. The soft light brought more of those color alive, making Jiang Wanyin looked more lovely in his eyes.

“May I come in, Wanyin?”

Jiang Wanyin closed his eyes with a sigh. He wondered how rude he could be to this man without worsening the already damaged relationship between their two sects. His feet moved, leaving the door open despite his thought screaming for him otherwise. When he heard a gentle thud coming from the door, he turned around and saw Lan Xichen’s face soften while looking at him.

He didn’t know what this man wanted from him. Yet, he also didn’t know what he wanted from this man. All the contradictory things he wanted from the noble cultivator, but at the same time, he also didn’t. It was all messing with him, making him confused.

“Wanyin, will you give me your hand?”

Jiang Wanyin stood still, pondering at the request the other asked him. His hand didn’t move, and he didn’t look at it either. Lan Xichen stepped closer, raising his hand with the palm wide opened, waiting for him to do what he was asked. He realized what the other was doing; Lan Xichen was going to check his pulse, wasn’t he?

“No,” it was a clear and cold-hearted rejection. “If there’s nothing else, you can leave. I’m going to sleep soon.” his word and voice were clear. It would be best if Lan Xichen didn’t pursue this any longer.

He sighed and closed his eyes. Just looking at his beloved, Lan Xichen knew he was sober but it still didn’t mean much.

“Then, I will stay until you fall asleep. Please take your medicine before you rest, Wanyin.”

Jiang Wanyin was shocked at the words that went out from Zewu-jun’s mouth. He wasn’t expecting things to turn out like this. What he imagined was for Lan Xichen to back away and leave him to rest by himself. Not the reverse.

A frown appeared on his face. His hand ran through his half dry hair, pressing on his scalp to relieve the phantom headache. Jiang Wanyin was left with no other choices either let Lan Xichen check on him or let the man stay in his room for the whole night like this.

The violet eyes were sharp, glaring at the man standing in front of him. Jiang Wanyin sighed and opened the door to his inner chamber, saying:

“Do as you like.”

The door closed gently, leaving Lan Xichen by himself in the outer chamber. He stayed as he sat down on the elevated floor where they once talked. This wasn’t the answer he was looking for and definitely not from someone he held dear in his heart. Yet, here he was in this mess. He could only hope that his patience would be rewarded, that his beloved could be honest with himself even if it meant rejection from the man he loved.

He moaned against the cold wall of his locker. The cold lube against his fingers was making him crazy as he started with a finger pressed to his hole.

“Hnngh…” a moan escaped his mouth and filled the room. The same went for everyone else in the room; all his sex friends and companions were doing the same thing as him. Pleasuring themselves to prepare for the main event in the cafe later.

It was hard, his cock against the cold wall was getting hard. He stroked it, playing with the little hole and poking it a couple of times. It sent shivers down his spine and made him breathless, turning him on even more and wetting himself in the back. The single finger moved, poking and curling inside of him, trying to make the hole bigger and looser for another one to add. At this point, he already forgot how many fingers he could fit in his hole, probably turning it into a black hole that could suck anything given to him.

He opened his mouth wide as groaned and moans continued to pour out. Another finger was added in while his other hand played with his balls. He turned them around, poked them, and if he could lick them, he probably would. It felt good, his body felt good. All left was another pair of hands to play with his mouth and nipples, or another pair of hard and erected cocks would do too. After all, he was totally down for a threesome and even a foursome.

The fingers scissored him, making his hips moved and making him want to feel more of those hot touches against his inside. All his focus was now taken by his hole, he wanted it to feel good, and he wanted it to be filled with a hard length that would ram him rough against the wall. Fuck, he wanted it. Jiang Wanyin craved it.

“Ah! Ahh...ah…” Jiang Wanyin let out with such a high-pitched voice.

When he pulled his fingers out, it felt empty and cold. His inside twitches, wanting to grab and suck anything it could as long as it filled him inside. The other hand reached for the pink double love egg beside his knees. These type of vibrators never really satisfied him since it was never vibrating in a way that he liked, but when it did, it could probably send him to nirvana and back for more. So, he took it and covered it with lube before he pressed it inside his black hole. The first one felt weird against his inside because he wanted it to move, to vibrate against his twitching inside. But, it didn’t...and all he could do was moved his hips while his fingers continued to push it further in.

The second love egg felt good against his hot and breathless inside. An “ah!” left his mouth when the second one entered him. He breathed against the cold wall, leaning his whole body on it as he fell to his knees, acknowledging how good these toys inside of him. But, hot and erected cocks would make it better than just some dead toys. Ah, he wanted these toys to move so badly and hoped someone would buy those remotes to make it move wildly. Making him lose all his mind and control on his body, that would be such a great fucking idea.

Fuck, fuck, fuck… Jiang Wanyin cursed in his mind as he opened his mouth with his tongue hanging out in pleasure. He wanted to lick someone, give a blowjob to someone’s hot cock before they rammed it inside of him.

He touched his erected length again; it was hard and hot against his skin, leaking with precum and twitching for someone to touch it — play with it. The palm of his hand felt good against his cock’s head as he rubbed it all over, making his palm slick with his own fluid. His fingers moved down to the base of his cock and grabbed it.

“Ahhh…. Hnngh!” Jiang Wanyin tried to suppress his moan as his hand went up and down slowly, teasing himself to no end as his hips moved to play with the toys inside of him. This was making him crazy, making him craved for the climax.

No, he told himself. Not the—ah… time yet.

He smiled as he licked the door of his locker. It was cold while what he wanted was a hot length. His attention was taken off when someone was laughing and suddenly shoved the butt plug inside him. Jiang Wanyin fell down; his butt now filled with toys faced first to the floor, pushing the butt plug further in and plugging the fluid that was dripping down. His cock shot his warm pre-cum right to his face and he licked it.

A smile appeared on his face, thinking of how to thank the person who did this to him. Maybe, with a dildo play or five rounds of sex would do them good. After all, he liked it rough and that was totally to his liking. For now, he had to get ready for the show and the sex.

The feeling of vibrators and a butt plug inside of him drove him crazy. All the toys were touching one another and pushing his wet inside. It felt even better when he walked around, holding his customer’s drink while he was being teased from the inside. His neglected front felt good as his customer touched it even stroked it roughly, making him weak in the knees.

But, it started to feel really good when his vibrators decided to come alive. Apparently, someone had bought his remote and enjoyed teasing him as he was sent into a wild goose chase to find this special customer. Jiang Wanyin smiled, loving the challenge this customer gave him as he kept serving others.

It started with the lowest setting when he bent down to serve another customer their drinks. When the customer decided to pull his hand and push him against his hard groin, the setting was sent to the second one. It made him fell on his knees as he moaned loudly against the hard groin. He unzipped the pants with his mouth, biting on the hard metal and revealing the hard cock underneath that underwear. He breathed it in, the smell of hard cock against his nose as he licked it up and down. When the customer’s hand finally pulled down his underwear and revealed the hard rock beneath it, the setting was set into the third one as the customer pulled him in, filling his entire mouth with the erected length. Leaving no room for moans or even cries.

Jiang Wanyin sucked it while his hips moved against the hard and cool floor. His mouth was in and out while his tongue played with the hole, teasing it as the whole cock twitched inside of his warm mouth. He did it for a couple of times before the hand on his head suddenly pulled him hard and filled him with a warm fluid down his throat. The cock went soft and he pulled it out from his mouth. White cum overflowed his mouth, dropping to the floor under him as he swallowed the rest. He smiled as the customer’s hand stroke his head, pulling it to his cock again to clean the mess he made, and he did it according to his customer’s wish.

The fourth setting came after he delivered another round of drink and blowjobs to a different customer. His body trembled at the pleasure, yet he couldn’t shake the feeling of someone watching him from afar. He smiled, knowing the fifth was the last setting and the last one chance he could get to this customer.

He pulled away from his current customer and turned around. The white cum on his mouth decorated his wicked smile before he licked it. He could feel the eyes staring at him, the dark golden eyes looking straight at him while sitting alone by himself. Jiang Wanyin got him; he got the customer who had bought him for the night to be his only.

The walked to where his special customer sat wasn’t far, but with those eyes staring at him, it made him hard to breathe as he was stripped bare by the man’s looks only. His special customer was indeed someone special. With his long black hair tied in a low ponytail and draped on his shoulder seductively, Jiang Wanyin could only imagine what kind of a man who came into this kind of a cafe with such expensive and neat blazer and clothing.

“So, it’s you, Mister X,” Jiang Wanyin moaned as soon as he got to his seat and climbed him. The dark blue tie against the mystery customer’s neck looked good on him; he could only imagine how it felt to be tied with that tie. “You’re the one who bought me, right Mister Handsome Customer?”

Jiang Wanyin kissed the man’s neck as his hands rest on the broad shoulders. He smiled, thinking how big he scored a nice handsome gentleman as a fucking customer. All he wondered was how big the beast under that cage.

The hot breaths grazed the gentleman’s skin and he loved it. He loved how this man didn’t react to such a small and insignificant teasing while others would already go crazy with it. So, he changed his strategy as he moaned right into the man’s ear. Wondering what kind of reaction he would give to him.

He waited as his inside was getting more messed up and wet. The butt plug was already covered with his arousal as it easily moved inside of him. His hand reached for the toys in his hole and was stopped by the strong grip against his skin. It made his cock throbbed and inside twitched. In short, it made it him excited at how strong this man before him was.

The seductive smile appeared on his face when he pushed himself from the strong shoulder and faced the man eye-to-eye. His tongue was out, licking those delicious lips, waiting for it to part so he could kiss it. When those lips parted, the man’s tongue immediately sucked him and licked him all over his mouth. The fifth setting was set then, sending him high into pleasure as he felt his cock leaking and mouth gaping for air and kisses. Apparently, this made the man smiled when he was high on pleasure especially with the highest and hardest setting on his toys.

“Mister Cus—ah!...tomer. I want you,” Jiang Wanyin asked, pleaded at this point. His fingers brushed against the tented groin, poking underneath him. The customer groaned and Jiang Wanyin moaned as he kissed his precious customer again. “I want you to fuck me hard, Mister Customer.”

It earned him a smile on the customer’s calm and collected face. He wondered how someone could make such a face when they were faced with many horny kittens in this cafe.

“Let’s go, my cute cat,” the customer whispered to his ear, sending him shivers and making him wetter. It surprised him when his precious gentleman pulled him up and carried him in a princess style. The arm under him was strong while the other decided to travel on his body and down to his paradise hole. “Remember, you belong to me, my cute Wanyin.”

Jiang Wanyin moaned when his name was called and the plug was rotated by those slender fingers. His mouth was preoccupied with the hot and sucking kisses from the older man. Moans and groans kept escaping his mouth while the hand decided to mess him up with his toys even more. His butt plug was yanked out, making him cried out in pleasure against the lips that owned him. Then he groaned again when the plug was put back in harshly, making him almost came with such a movement.

The mysterious man smiled and broke their kiss. Those dark golden eyes were looking at him and into his soul, but the angelic smile disappeared when his plug was yanked out of him again. Leaving him dripping as the fingers decided to enter him now.

“Ah...ah! Mist—hnngh!...er,” Jiang Wanyin breathed out. His hands were now around the man’s strong neck, trying to pull him down to kiss him but ignored.

The man kept playing with his inside, scissoring him, touching all his good places even playing with the vibrators. He could only moan and moan until a strong kick came from the gentleman who was opening the door to their cafe’s private room.

He was thrown to the bed immediately. The vibrators inside him were gone, also yanked out of him, leaving him with a gaping hole waiting for new toys to be inserted. The man grinned in satisfaction as he stood in front of him. Jiang Wanyin breathed in and out as he crawled toward the man’s groin, biting down on the zipper desperate for this hot and erected cock to fill him up. He brought his nose close to the man’s big tent, breathing in the masculine smell while touching with his whole face.

It gained him another wicked smile on the man’s face but he loved it. He loved how good this was going to be.

“Blow it,” he received the command. The hand against his hair was soft and gentle but turned rough when it pushed him against the rock-hard cock. He loved it; Jiang Wanyin loved this.

His tongue was out again, licking the side of this man’s hard length before playing with the head. He put it inside his mouth and it felt full. Even fuller than the previous customers he had blown. This man’s cock was so big and long, and the thought of it alone made him shuddered. Jiang Wanyin was looking forward to be fucked again and again by this hard cock. Hopefully, this cock would make him even lose consciousness after being fucked and his hole being used so many times.

The cock went deeper down to the back of his throat and he welcomed the new feeling. He pulled it in and out as he played with his tongue too. The cock twitched after reaching the back of his throat again; after the many times he pulled it in and out, it finally filled his whole mouth even covered his face with its white fluid. He gulped them down, licked it off his mouth and all the leftover from the still hard cock. His tongue teased the small hole and it twitched again, splurting the remaining cum inside its harden length.

Jiang Wanyin sat down on the bed, face covered with white cum, and throat still swallowing the thick drink he just had. He smiled at the taller man in front of him; his hole twitched at the possibilities this man could give him, and he wanted that cock inside of him now.

“Lay down, my kitten. Open your legs wide and show me your beautiful hole,” another command laid for him. His legs went apart immediately, showing the handsome man what his hole could do. The whole body twitched at the excitement; this was what he was looking forward to. Finally, being fucked and used.

The man’s eyes were staring at him intensely like he was about to be eaten. He mewled at such a sight, wishing all his lucky stars for getting a customer like this man in front of him. All the customer needed to now was to shove in that thick length into him and fucked him good.

“Eat me, mister… I’m yours,” Jiang Wanyin teased, a grin appearing on his face. He liked challenging his customers especially special ones like this. It made him feel wanted, needed in the world that didn’t need him. “I like it rough specially with such a big and hot cock like yours, mister…”

His customer smiled, not the angelic one that looked totally fake, but a real smile that showed his desire and wants. This was the kind of smile that Jiang Wanyin wanted to see from him. This was the kind of smile that told him, he would be handled roughly and satisfied thoroughly. His hole shivered, anticipating the large length to enter him. It made him happy to know that he was wanted in such a way.

The man pinned him down with their faces a few inches apart. He opened his mouth in a dire need of a kiss but the man didn’t give it to him. Instead, those lips opened apart, saying:

“Xichen, my Wanyin,” the customer smiled, placing small kisses on Jiang Wanyin’s neck. Licking and sucking the smooth skin before grinding its teeth and biting it hard. He moaned, feeling the hard bite against his sensitive skin as his hands wrapped around his buyer’s neck. It felt good, the bite against his skin felt good and he wanted it to stay there forever.

Mister Xichen licked the bites he just gave him and another mewled escape his mouth. He tried to keep it in by covering his mouth with his hand but he wasn’t allowed. The moment his buyer heard the repressed voice, he licked and bit his skin again while the strong hand moved Jiang Wanyin’s hand from his mouth. It drove him crazy; all these foreplay drove him crazy because he wasn’t used to this. What he was used to was being fucked raw and hard immediately. This was definitely something new to him.

A grin appeared on his face again as his feet made its way to the man’s hard base. His feet played with his customer’s balls, fondling and pushing it up until he heard a loud and deep groan coming from the man preying on him. Xichen smiled, kissing his lips, abusing it until he was left breathless. Both of his hands were pushing his hands into the bed while he moved from his pink lips down to his chest and nipple. Jiang Wanyin moaned, writhing under him as his owner kept nibbling and pushing his teeth against the perky red nipple.

“Yes,” he moaned. This was what he wanted; he wanted those teeth to play with his red and erected nipples, sucking and abusing it until he could no longer feel anything down there.

The hard cock was pressing against his skin and his own hard cock. Xichen had long undressed Jiang Wanyin, leaving him with nothing underneath but the black string bra and a purple ribbon decorating his cock. His hand reached for his buyer and his own hard cock. Stroking it slowly together, letting the skin felt each other before the bigger one could enter him deep inside. He cried out when he heard another loud groan coming from the man on top of him and another bite on his nipple.

“Fuck me, Xichen. I want to feel you inside,” Wanyin whispered, pressing both their lengths together and making him cried out again. He smiled and continued, “I want to be filled with your seed inside me, Mister Xichen…”

Xichen growled, loud and clear for both of them to hear. This man underneath him was able to stir him up with nothing but his body and inviting mouth. Dangerous would be the word to describe those half-lidded violet gems as it sucked his soul in, making him hungrier for his cute cat. Jiang Wanyin would be a good pet to him, a pet that would welcome him back every day and let him feast on the smaller man.  If Xichen could eat him whole now, he probably wouldn’t leave a trace behind.

So, Xichen put a finger inside the sucking hole and it made Wanyin cried. His finger brushed against the wet inside, earning him another mewl and twists. This was how he knew his cat was ready for him.

He pressed his hard length against the entrance, brushing it multiple times as the smaller man cried out and begged him to enter him. It brought a smile on his face, knowing how needy his cat’s pussy for his cock. And, he entered. Just the head and pulled it out, gaining another cry from the man under him. He giggled at the flushed red skin and gaping hole; what he did was driving Wanyin insane and that was his aim.

Lan Xichen wanted to turn this cute man crazy for him, so his Wanyin would only look at him and satisfy him. No one else but him.

“Is this what you want, my Wanyin?” Lan Xichen asked, growling right beside his cute pet’s ear. His pet’s breath was ragged while moans filled the room with its delicious melody. All Lan Xichen needed to do to achieve this was rubbing his hard length against the entrance and pushed it to enter before pulling it in again. He was teasing the younger man, making him twist and turn before he could beg to be penetrated.

“Yes! Yes! Enter me…” the desperation in his pet’s voice was adorable. And, watching those violet eyes dropped its tears, Jiang Wanyin was truly pretty. “Xichen, please… Enter me, fill me with your cock…”

Lan Xichen smiled as he pressed the hard length against his cat’s sucking pussy. He pushed it in slow and steady, feeling in the wet inside pushing against his cock. The constant ah and hnngh were music to his ears. It felt good; his beautiful’s pet felt really good as he moved further in, penetrating his cat and getting him used to his size.

He pulled Jiang Wanyin from the bed, making the cat sit on his lap with both legs wide open. Lan Xichen’s lips brushed against the cat’s skin, making him shuddered as the older man sucked and kissed the skin. It left a red mark.

A mark of ownership temporarily before Lan Xichen could get him a permanent one.

Jiang Wanyin pushed himself in as his owner placed both his hands on the cheeky ass. The hands guided him, pushing him down as he cried out from the penetration. His owner’s cock was big, bigger than anyone he had ever blown and definitely bigger than anyone who had entered him.

On top of that, no one had ever penetrated him this deep. He knew how bad it would if he ever got addicted to this cock.

He moved his hips, grinding down on the hard length inside him as he moaned and trembled from the pleasure. It was all the way in; his master’s cock was deep buried inside of him. Jiang Wanyin could feel it pushing against his inside and his ragged breaths showed it too. His hands were pushing him up against his master’s well-defined abs. His mouth was wide open, breathing in and out as he felt the thick cock inside of him.

Lan Xichen smiled even giggled quietly as he watched Wanyin feeling satisfied with how deep it went, but that wasn’t the case for him. He pulled his hands and grabbed both of the younger man’s hips; a kiss was placed on his lips by his cat before he pushed him down, making Wanyin cried out. Tears flowed down the rosy cheeks as those pretty little mouth kept screaming for his name, interchanging it with moans and groans.

Now, Lan Xichen was completely inside of Jiang Wanyin.

“Ah-ah…ah…” was all that could come out from those pretty lips. Wanyin’s eyes were big and beautiful as tears covered it, making it shone like jewelry against the light. This was his happiness — this was Lan Xichen’s happiness, making his cute cat cried out with lusts.

“Xi—ah….chen. M-move…” His cat cried out, already asking him to move without getting used to his size. Mm...how naughty his cat was. Definitely, one that needed to be loved and well-trained. “...want you to—ah! Move!”

A grin appeared on his face as he pushed his cat down and pulled out his length from him. Lan Xichen pulled out almost completely, making his cat cried before pushing it all in again to where its previous place was. Jiang Wanyin moaned and grabbed the white sheet under him, twisting it with his hands. The younger man body arched up but Lan Xichen kept going. He kept moving in and out inside his cute pet, feeling his cat tightening and twitching around his cock.

“I am….ah! Xichen… I’m….,” he didn’t need his cat to finish that sentence. Lan Xichen knew his cat was close, so he slowed down before completely stopped moving. He smiled when his cat’s body fell back to the bed and eyes looking at him in disbelief. Those stares, the challenging stares from his cat was what he desired. He bent down, kissing and entrapping his pet under his arms. When he broke the kiss, all he whispered was:

“My cute cat needs to punish, doesn’t he? How do you address someone older than you, Wanyin?”

Jiang Wanyin shivered, trembled under the hot breaths grazing his skin. He smiled and kissed his owner’s soft lips, licking the roof of his mouth and nibbling the lower lips. All he could say was:

“Yes, Xichen-gege… Or should I, Huan-gege.”

He giggled, the violet gems closed as he laughed at the older man on top of him. Lan Xichen smiled and licked those pretty mouth, turning those laughs into a heated kiss. He pulled out completely, making the younger cried as he busied himself kissing, before entering again with such a force. Jiang Wanyin broke the kiss and pulled Lan Xichen’s neck closed to him. He mewled and groaned as the length kept moving while kisses and bites were being placed all over his shoulders.

“Ah! Ah…! Hnngh….! Gege! No….ah…. Plea—ah!” All his words turned into nothing but noises as his master kept on going without a stop.

“ —gege….ah. I want to… Huan-ge! Plea—se...ah!”

Jiang Wanyin trembled as his cock dirtied his chest with its white fluid. He kept moaning while his length still shooting its cum but all he could see was his gege smiling widely as if he was going to be punished. He returned the smile, after all, he loved punishment from Xichen-gege.

“Wanyin…” the deep and rough voice called him. His smile got bigger, loving where they were going with this.

“Yes, my lovely and handsome gege…”

Lan Xichen loved this. He loved the game they were playing, and this wasn’t going to be their last for sure.

“Did I allow you to cum?”

Jiang Wanyin smiled, feeling his cock getting harder again. He wondered how many rounds his gege would last...

Because he loved this.

Lan Xichen smiled when his cat passed out with him still buried deep inside his pet’s pussy. He pulled it out slowly, making his cat his moaned in his sleep. Once he was done, he reached a box resting on the bedside table and opened it. Inside of the box revealed a blue crystal butt plug along with a blue pet collar wih clouds all around it.

He took the butt plug and pressed it against the nicely filled hole. It overflowed, leaking a little bit before the plug stopped it. This sight made him smile while the possessiveness inside him kept growing; of course, his cat would be filled to the brim since they did close to eight rounds. But, if he trained his cute adorable cat long and hard enough, they could do ten rounds in no time.

It made him giggled; just the thoughts of his cat begging for his cock every night and day. He would love to see him like that.

He picked up the collar and unlocked it before it could decorate his cat’s neck. The blue collar looked good against his pet’s red neck then he locked it. Without the key, his cat wouldn’t be able to run away. Jiang Wanyin was his after all and he should know where his cat every single time. If he ever tried to run away, Lan Xichen could pick him up and punish him. It’d be a sweet punishment, of course. He would never hurt his pet especially such an exquisite cat like Jiang Wanyin.

Like the son of his rival company.

Lan Xichen picked his sleeping cat up, wishing his cat good-night before they went out the door. Oh, where was he taking his cat?

His yawns turned into a series of sighs as he watched the waves hit the shore. The constant caws from the seagulls almost made him mad, making him massaged his temples while covering his eyes from the bright sunlight. Jiang Wanyin didn’t know how long he could stand doing this while waiting for his sibling’s partners to come. The fuel that kept him running for the day was his irritation, and it was close to blowing up soon.

“Chengcheng!” A loud and annoying voice decided to wake him up from his daydreaming. He dreamt of the comfort of his bed while sitting on a hard-ass bench. “I got you a special edition of ice coffee ex-lover’s memories! I’m sure you’ll like it.”

He groaned, hearing his brother’s loud voice somehow made his mood turned worse than before. It was a wonder that someone wanted to date this wonderfully idiotic man. He wondered who was the idiot who loved this man this much.

Also, this idiotic Wei-fucking-Wuxian got a coffee that reminded him of his ex-lover? Get a fucking life.

“Here! Here! You should try it. It tastes bittersweet just like your previous lover,” Wei Wuxian came closer to him. “Psst! Wasn’t he such an asshole too? You should totally forget him and move on, you know. I’ll introduce you to a nice gentleman today! So, here drink your coffee then drink this one!”

Jiang Wanyin wanted to smack his idiot brother in the head. If only his sister wasn’t there with him, he would smack his brother’s head and kicked him into the ocean. Wei Wuxian would add a nice touch to this freaking pier after all.

He grabbed the said ex-lover’s coffee from the older brother’s hand. The taste was exactly like how he said. Bittersweet with a hit of caffeine to boost his energy, but he could tell this wouldn’t be good for him. He knew exactly how caffeine affected him during times like this and it wasn’t the one he desired much.

After finishing up the drink in one-go, he threw the empty cup to his brother’s hand. Wei Wuxian responded with a snappy hey! But still threw it into a recycling bin after dumping out the ice cubes into a different trash bin. Jiang Wanyin waited for his brother to tell him what other obnoxious drink he got for him.

“That wasn’t nice of you, little brother! I bought drinks for you and that’s how you repay me? Wait until you see the new nice gentleman. You’re obviously taking after your old asshole boyfriend’s habit.”

Wei Wuxian nagged and wouldn’t stop his mouth until he saw his brother’s lifeless eyes. Jiang Wanyin was even more tired than before. He couldn’t be bothered by all the noises his older brother made; his brain wasn’t functioning well, too tired.

“Anyways, here! Drink this!” The older brother handed him a taller and bigger drink. It seemed to be an ice milk tea. There wasn’t anything wrong from what he saw, now he wondered what this drink’s name was. “This drink will guarantee you today’s most beautiful ice milk tea memory! Get it? Get it? Most beautiful memory?”

Jiang Wanyin gave up; he fell back to the most uncomfortable seat in the world and facepalmed. His hand covered his face and eyes, thinking of: How in the world do people name these coffees and teas anymore?

“Taste it! Taste it! I’m sure it’ll be to your liking. It’s a Thai tea mixed with soy milk because I know you prefer soy milk than cow’s milk, and honey!” Wei Wuxian advertised so cheerfully as if he was getting paid to say all these to him. Jiang Wanyin wondered if his brother went into a wrong major in university, instead of being an engineer, he should have studied marketing and become good at it.

He only hummed when the drink hit his taste buds. It was true that he preferred this compared to the coffee earlier. Coffee was too strong to his liking despite all the sugar and milk covering its bitterness. This milk tea, however, was better albeit still covered in sugar and milk.

“I was gonna add some boba but it’s a fifty cents extra. So, this should do you good right? Besides, I got you the large one! You should be thankful for having such a great brother like me, Chengcheng!”

The tired brother sighed, thinking: I’ll be grateful when my body starts to shiver from all the caffeine, so I can blame you for it.

Jiang Wanyin walked away from his brother’s side when their sister called them out. She waved her hand, signaling them to follow her as they moved to their next location. The drink on his hand was almost gone. He didn’t want to chat or say anything, so the straw kept his mouth busy until it was time to throw them all away. When he did, he made sure to also throw away the ice cubes in a different trash bin and the cup with its straw into the recycling.

This time, they dragged him into a cafe filled with cats and people. Jiang Wanyin’s heavy breath turned heavier as his body started to register the caffeine into his system and regrets. He probably shouldn’t be drinking that much caffeine in one sitting...but too late now. His body started to shiver and his heartbeat quickened; he should be drinking lots of water to get this out before he met with whoever his siblings were meeting.

Meows filled the air when they entered the pastel-colored cafe. Within the first glance, he knew he would love this cafe and would definitely come back without this feeling of caffeine overdose. The waitress seated them in one of the corners close to the window. He wanted to complain about being seen by other people, but his siblings just went along with it so he didn’t say much either. He folded his legs and leaned on the back wall as he watched people pass them by. Apparently, his siblings’ partners were still not here yet. Just how late could they be? To make their partners wait this long, how disrespectful of them. Yet, he stayed quiet and closed his eyes. Taking in a quieter atmosphere than the outside world along with cuter and much nicer cats than humans.

Jiang Wanyin was just tired, so everyone should excuse his words.

“What would you like to order, sirs and miss?”

The same waitress came to ask them but he let his siblings handled her. He couldn’t bear to open his eyes again and think about the menu.

“We’ll take this and this for now. We are still waiting for someone.”

It was Jiang Yanli’s voice, his sister who always came to make peace between him and his brother. Jiang Wanyin wondered what they ordered but could care less about it now. He was tired and closing his eyes felt so nice.

He wasn’t sure how long had he closed his eyes for because, by the time he opened his eyes again, the snacks and drinks were already on the table. Not that he felt great or anything, to be honest, he felt much more tired than before. All he wanted now, much stronger than before, was to go back home and sleep. He yawned again and folded his arms on the table to fall back asleep then he heard someone giggling beside him.

Someone was giggling beside him and he had no idea who it was. Jiang Wanyin opened his eyes as quickly as possible and saw his siblings were gone. They weren’t where he last saw them and he turned his head quickly to his side to find a slightly older man sitting right beside him with a smile on his face. His eyes were wide opened when this stranger looked at him like he was some kind of strange animals or something. Who the fuck was this guy?!

“Why are you sitting here?! Where are my siblings?” Jiang Wanyin quickly asked, ignoring the throbbing headache.

The man smiled, his hand supported his head as he looked at the young man on his right.

“I must have startled you. I apologize but I was told to sit here,” the man said, his voice was calming and sounded kind. Exactly the kind of voice that kidnappers often used to lure children in, and it made him more self-conscious.

A frown formed in between his eyebrows as he looked at the man’s dark-golden eyes. This stranger’s eyes were mesmerizing but Jiang Wanyin still felt like this man had ill intent towards him. After all, no one just came up to him for nothing. Most of them came up to him for something either a favor or help, and this stranger must be the same. Was he here to threaten him into following him? Was he looking to hurt his siblings if he didn’t come along with him? And what the fuck was Wei Wuxian doing just allowing himself and their sister to be taken hostage? f, this was not the kind of day he was planning to have.

“You look tired, Wanyin. Why don’t you take a little nap? I’ll watch everything for you.”

Shit, Jiang Wanyin cursed in his mind, This sounds like a real kidnapping happening to him.

The violet eyes turned to see his surroundings; the cafe wasn’t too packed with people but a few customers were going in and out the door. It seemed that everything would be alright if he messed up this stranger when he tried to do something to him. He didn’t have much money to cover all the damage if something did happen but better than giving any ransom money to this guy.

Also, how did this stranger know his name? Did Wei Wuxian tell him? Was he threaten with a knife behind him to say his name?

Jiang Wanyin took a deep breath, thinking of his options to get out from this mess. He didn’t even know who this guy’s name was.

“And, why would I do that? So you can pickpockets me? Or drugged me, so you can kidnap me and ask my family for ransom money?” The throbbing on his head was getting too painful for him, but he tried his best not to show any pain. This stranger beside him was getting on his nerves and that wasn’t good. He needed to be calm so he’d know where his siblings were.

The stranger beside him laughed at his remarks. Jiang Wanyin’s frown was immediate gone and replaced by a few eye-blinking. He wasn’t sure what was so funny about what he said. It was true that he was suspicious about this man but why laugh? He was anticipating this man to take out a handkerchief drenched in alcohol and put it against his mouth to make him unconscious.

But, laughter? ...Not something he was expecting at all.

The stranger’s face was closer to his now and he felt threatened. He felt threatened because this man before him was attractive with its silky smooth white jade skin. Was this a new way of kidnapping people? They entered into the shop with you then kidnap you? They entranced you with their beauty before killing you? Wait, that one he heard a lot before. But, entering a shop and conversed with you, Jiang Wanyin certainly had never heard of this before.

“No one ever suspected me to be a kidnapper, this is my first time. It’s so amusing,” the stranger said as he brushed his long hair to the back. Jiang Wanyin had to confess this suspicious man was attractive, another plus for a high-class criminal activity. He wondered what would be the last of him at this point. “My name is Lan Xichen, and if you find any of your belongings missing while you nap with me here, you can call me anytime.”

Jiang Wanyin stared at the attractive man. His long and slender fingers slid a card into Jiang Wanyin’s hand as if he had prepared it all along. Also, this was his first time finding someone to be so smooth in their pick-up lines but... focus! Focus! Lan Xichen was still a suspected kidnapper in his eyes. Besides, where were his siblings?

“Well, you look like one now, Lan Xichen. Congrats.”

His tone was sarcastic and full of skepticism because he didn’t believe anything this stranger said. Even if the so-called Lan Xichen said that he was a good guy, Jiang Wanyin wouldn’t believe in any of his words. He sighed with a heavy heart filled with worry for his siblings. The situation wasn’t getting any better and he needed to find a way to escape this guy. At the same time, he needed to know his siblings' whereabouts. But really, how could his siblings, at least Wei Wuxian didn’t fight back while being kidnapped?!

“Now, where’s my brother and sister? What else do you want from me? I’ll nap with you if you tell me where did you hide my siblings. You better not torture them or else, I’m bringing you down in court, Lan Xichen.”

Lan Xichen laughed again, scaring one of the cats until he collected himself again. His mouth was closed but the big amused smile didn’t. Jiang Wanyin, the name of Wangji boyfriend’s brother, was surely like one of these cats. One that would hiss at anyone he didn’t know but hopefully would turn needy once he got to know him. Besides, it was cute how this man acted suspiciously around him. It was definitely something he had never experienced before.

“And what if I say I want you to do something for me? Will you do it, Jiang Wanyin?” Lan Xichen was now playing this young man’s game. Jiang Wanyin certainly loved his siblings so much to say something like that.

“Then, come here,” Lan Xichen opened his arms like he was about to get a big hug from Jiang Wanyin, but the other man only looked at him confused. So, Lan Xichen repeated his words with a deeper voice and smile gone, “I said, come here. Sit in between my laps and let me hug you while we nap together.”

Jiang Wanyin was more alert now. All his senses were tingling, screaming for him to yell at the waitress to call the police on this man. But, he didn’t. Lan Xichen’s demand was certainly something he could still handle besides...where had he heard of the name Lan Xichen before? The name didn’t sound too unfamiliar at all.

So, he moved. Jiang Wanyin moved in between the older man’s laps, his body was tense when Lan Xichen closed his arms, entrapping his entire upper body within his grasp. The man smelled good, if Jiang Wanyin had to be honest, a mixed of sandalwood with sweet and calming chamomile really soothed his senses. It didn’t even smell like a cologne; he couldn’t smell the alcohol that was often used in a cologne. Wait, why did he start thinking about this? It wasn’t like he wanted to get this kidnapper Lan Xichen anything.

Anyways, Jiang Wanyin cleared his mind off the warm smell of the cologne.  This was the first time he got so distracted; all the caffeine he drank certainly didn’t do him any good. Now, where did he hide his siblings? Also, why did this suspicious person hold him so tightly?

“Now, tell me where do you hide them,” Jiang Wanyin ordered but it didn’t help when he got a little jittery from the high caffeine intake. His body started to shiver, and Lan Xichen probably felt it too.

Lan Xichen felt Jiang Wanyin trembling in his arms and wondered if it was from the cold air conditioning or something else. Besides, he didn’t feel as cold to the point of trembling like the man in his arm. What was going on with Jiang Wanyin?

“Are you cold, Wanyin? You’re trembling in my arms. How cute,” Lan Xichen kept his game on. The carefully crafted words to tease the younger man and lowering his voice to sound kindly threatening were all parts of his provocation to make Jiang Wanyin more riled up. He loved it when he saw this younger and cute man riled up like that.

“No! I’m not cold or cute,” Jiang Wanyin said, probably too fast for his mind to catch up with him. “I drank coffee and tea in one-go, so this is normal. It’s just caffeine overdose.”

Ah, shit! Jiang Wanyin cursed, the feeling of his heartbeat was getting too much on him. He wouldn’t last much longer if he couldn’t find his siblings soon. Wei Wuxian was to blame for his current state.

Lan Xichen hummed in response as his hand reached out for a transparent glass filled with water. Quiet giggles escaped his mouth, wondering what Jiang Wanyin would think about the drink.

“Drink this. Let’s get all the caffeine out, shall we?” The older said, placing the glass in front of the younger man before kissing along the braids. Jiang Wanyin looked pretty in braids.

He turned his head around and watched the older man’s expression with caution. Lan Xichen smiled and quickly took the chance to kiss the younger’s cheek before several others against the hair again. He was taken aback but unable to move, his face was red and the jittery turned worst not only because of caffeine, but also anger. He was angered and embarrassed by this older man’s actions. So shameless!

“You…! I’ll sue you for sexual assault. Not only for kidnapping but also sexual assault!” Jiang Wanyin quickly said, his face was like a ripe tomato ready to be harvested by Lan Xichen.

The older man’s smile was gone and Jiang Wanyin quickly turned his head to drink the whatever concoction placed in front of him. It tasted like normal water for him but who knew if this was mixed with sleeping pills or something after all, Jiang Wanyin was head-to-head with a criminal in this cute cafe. He took a breath in and out as he finished the drink. He wondered what other demands this suspicious man wanted from him.

Lan Xichen smiled when the human cat in his lap did whatever he wanted him to do. His grip tightened around the younger man’s waist while his cat jumped at the tightness but unable to do anything. Lan Xichen still needed to teach his cute cat some manners, but he would do so with love of course. After all, Lan Xichen had been pining for this cute cat-like-man for a while.

“Are you feeling better, Wanyin? Is my cute cat feeling better after drinking?” Lan Xichen asked with a calm and collected voice, no longer dark and deep. The trembling in the younger man’s body lessened and that was great. He didn’t want Jiang Wanyin to feel like that too. Caffeine certainly didn’t agree with his cute cat’s body and he remembered that.

The trembling lessened and his heartbeat wasn’t beating as painful as before. He didn’t know what this suspicious man put inside the drink but it really did work. All he hoped now was for him to not die from poisoning in a few hours from what he had just drunk. Whatever was in the drink didn’t matter because it was still a drink from a stranger. And, his mother taught him better than to accept anything from a stranger.

“Are you satisfied? Now, tell me where my siblings are!” Jiang Wanyin wanted to yell at this man but didn’t want to disturb other customers too. So, he quiets down his voice and would only yell if this man’s demands were getting too much.

Then, a ring came to one of their phones. Jiang Wanyin was sure that it wasn’t his because his phone was on the table and the screen was still dark. So, it must be from Lan Xichen’s phone. He frowned, studying the older man’s expression while he looked at the text message. When a smile appeared on the other’s face, Jiang Wanyin only dreaded for not seeing the text. All he could do was worried of what this man had done to his siblings.

Lan Xichen turned his head down, looking at the shorter man in between his laps and under his mercy. The text message was, of course, from his siblings who were telling him that they would come back to the cafe in thirty minutes. But, Jiang Wanyin didn’t need to know that. Besides, if they were coming, Lan Xichen would have all the time with his cute cat for a while. He needed to make use of it all before Jiang Wanyin realized what was happening. So, Lan Xichen kissed the soft raven hair as he intertwined his hands with the other. This man was strangely quiet, making him wonder what he was thinking, probably something extraordinary again.

“Wanyin, will you allow me to do something?” Another kiss placed against the braids, he loved the way Jiang Wanyin smell. It was a mix between sweet flower and fresh lemon, exactly like the man’s personality.

“Lan Xichen… Will you stop kissing my hair?” Jiang Wanyin struggled, elbowing the older man’s abs but it didn’t seem to hurt the other. His elbow hurt more than the other man’s stomach.

“Mm. My cat is getting feisty, isn’t he? Do I need to train you, my kitty-cat?” Lan Xichen placed another kiss on the man’s defenseless nape and that quickly sent Jiang Wanyin jumping if those arms weren’t securing him. The kisses kept going despite his reactions, Lan Xichen sucked and licked the deliciously white skin, leaving red markings of what would be his.

He smiled against the sensitive skin and Jiang Wanyin could totally feel the mouth forming its grin. The whole face up to his ears and neck were all red from the embarrassment; on top of that, the small and repressed moans he had been trying to hide were escaping his mouth. Jiang Wanyin wasn’t supposed to feel like this when he was about to be kidnapped by this stranger. What was his body doing, betraying him in this embarrassing way?!

“Plea—ah,” Jiang Wanyin quickly covered his mouth, he could feel the heavy stares from other customers on him even if none were looking at him. (Because someone scared them all from staring). “Lan Xichen, please I don’t want this. I want my siblings. Where are they…”

If Lan Xichen was to get a boner right there, he would probably run straight back to his apartment while carrying this man in his arms. He would spoil this pretty man rotten until he couldn’t live without him...but no. Lan Xichen couldn’t do that. He wanted Jiang Wanyin for himself but he wanted it to happen naturally. Lan Xichen wanted Jiang Wanyin to come to his arms on his own accord, not forced.

So, he stopped. The kissing stopped, leaving a few red and bite marks, that made Jiang Wanyin almost screamed in pleasure. The man in his arms slumped against the table, completely exhausted and red from the small pleasures.

“I’ll tell you where they are if you agree to be with me, my love. Will you be my boyfriend, Jiang Wanyin?” Lan Xichen confessed as he trailed his nose against the redneck, placing small pecks here and there. “I’ve always wanted you to be mine, Jiang Cheng.”

Jiang Wanyin’s eyes were opened wide, the violet eyes were filled with terror, thinking what if Lan Xichen was his stalker. No one else knew about his other name besides his family, yet this stranger knew it. Was Lan Xichen a stalker? Since when did he have a stalker?

He turned his head, looking at the older man with a frown. But, when he was about to open his mouth to say something, a pair of lips met his along with its tongue. Lan Xichen kissed him and kissed him hard. Their tongues danced together and every time Jiang Wanyin wanted to pull out from him, the hand kept him from going anywhere until the older stopped. Jiang Wanyin was flushed red, his eyes were half-lidded as he caught his breaths from the intense kiss. It was then when he realized there was someone watching them, so he turned around and saw…

“Mm…” It was Wei Wuxian who started first. “Did we miss something or did we interrupt you guys?”

His siblings, standing and watching him there as if he was in one of those Korean dramas. Their eyes were opened wide and in shock of what they were seeing. Lan Wangji and Jin Zixuan were there too, witnessing what had happened while Jiang Wanyin bathed in the embarrassment. He also forgot they were in a cat cafe, that one was totally out the window the moment Lan Xichen started assaulting him.

Wait…Lan Xichen?

Jiang Wanyin asked himself.

As in Lan Xichen, the brother of Lan Wangji? And the…

His eyes were wide, exposing all the emotions he had inside him as he turned around to face Lan Xichen. The older man only smiled at him, beaming with happiness as if he was a kid that finally got what he had wanted for so long.

“You’re the Lan Xichen as in professor Lan Qiren’s favorite student and the candidate for the doctor of juridical science?”

Lan Xichen only smiled as he kept hugging the man in between his laps. Jiang Wanyin didn’t move; he kept looking at the man who embraced him and Lan Xichen decided to indulge this pretty man with his desire. So, another kiss was placed on the younger’s lips.

It was a bold move coming from Lan Xichen. In a normal situation, he would never have done such a thing to the younger man. Lan Xichen had his reputation on stake, and it certainly didn’t help that he was busy with a dissertation on policy issues and was the famous assistant for his uncle’s class. Both women and men students had come to him for anything but their class issues. This had become a routine reoccurrence for him until he came into his office.

Jiang Wanyin was different from the rest of the students. He was different because he came to him solely to ask questions about the class subject’s and some moral and consequences issues if the policy were to be implemented. This young man asked in details about reducing the negative impact and how the policy could better be applied in reality than just idealistic situations. Lan Xichen was impressed and slightly jealous at how Jiang Wanyin really focused on all these studies. He never once looked at him with any sexual interest, but when it came to all the new research studies in policy and law-related matters, it was as if Jiang Wanyin had been brought alive. And, that was the first time he got interested in this young man.

“Yes, that is me, Wanyin,” Lan Xichen smiled, another peck on the forehead given. “Are you still suspecting me as a kidnapper, my Wanyin?”

Jiang Wanyin’s eyes were wide and so did the others. Wei Wuxian and Lan Wangji couldn’t believe what both their brothers said. The development was probably too fast from where they were before, which was complete stranger (not really), to now being this close and intimate. It was something that Wei Wuxian couldn’t believe himself.

“Did you just suspect this nice gentleman, which so happened to be my boyfriend’s older brother, to be a kidnapper? Jiang Cheng, wherein the demonic world did that come from?!”

Jiang Wanyin glared at his brother. If he could slam the table, he would have done so already. Sadly, his hands were bound by this tight arms around him.

“How in the world would I know, Wei Wuxian!” He almost screamed but got reminded where they were again. “You didn’t even tell me his name! I can only assume this guy right here has taken you guys hostage and will ask our family for ransom money. Shit, why didn’t you call or text me?”

Jiang Wanyin couldn’t face anyone at all as he put his head down on the table in awkwardness. He made a big mistake and now, professor Lan Qiren probably would take his doctoral recommendation off him.

“Like hell, I didn’t try calling you, moron! Did you even check your phone? Why is it my fault now?” Wei Wuxian replied with a hmph! He crossed his arms, still annoyed at his idiot younger brother.

Jiang Wanyin couldn’t reply anything. He stayed there, face against the table. How could he even forget Lan Xichen’s face and voice? Jiang Wanyin had, for sure, conversed with him for classes. Well, to him, the only thing that mattered was Lan Xichen’s knowledge than the whole person. Now, he felt like shit.

“Chengcheng, I have to say that you have even worse memory than me. At least, I remember those who I have talked to before, but you don’t even remember those you’ve talked to before and worse, Xichen-gege whom you’ve talked multiple times. Don’t tell me you are starting to forget those you had crushed on before too.”

Wei Wuxian laughed, scaring some of the cats that were coming closer to them. But, all Jiang Wanyin could say was:

“...Stop...I can’t…”

Yet, while Jiang Wanyin wallowed in self-pity, Lan Xichen took this opportunity to place another kiss on the open and inviting nape which earned him a jumped from the person he was interested romantically and a deep frown. That kiss seemed to ignite something within Jiang Wanyin, taking him off from the pity party he was having.

“You…! Why didn’t you tell me from the very start! I—I wouldn’t have said all those if you...,” Jiang Wanyin now facing Lan Xichen. His cheeks turned red while his hands covered the cute face. “I need some sleep, my goodness. Why all these must happen today…”

Ah, Jiang Wanyin never ceased to amuse him at all.

“Then, sleep,” Lan Xichen said, man-handling the younger to face him and place his hand on the back of Jiang Wanyin’s head, pushing him to lean on his shoulder. “I’m here. Didn’t we mention napping together, Wanyin? Shall we do that now?”

Lan Xichen just couldn’t stand not teasing the younger man in his arms and placing small kisses all over him like he was something precious. Jiang Wanyin was certainly precious in Lan Xichen’s eyes and heart. He was an excellent student in all his policies and law graduate classes, yet a total beginner in something like this. It was cute. Totally cute, and Lan Xichen would love to teach his cute kitty-cat more on this field.

“Wow, Chengcheng…That’s really fast. Are you two officially together now? Have you forgotten all about your nasty ex-boyfriend then, Chengcheng?” Wei Wuxian continued to tease, even when Lan Wangji placed his hand on his boyfriend’s mouth to silence him. Lan Wangji made a note to himself to keep working on his hands to better serve its purpose and for his lover too. “You should just be with Xichen-gege, Chengcheng! He’s clearly better than your ex-boyfriend!!”

Wei Wuxian managed to get that out from his mouth despite his muffled voice. This only made Jiang Wanyin even redder than before as he hid in Lan Xichen’s broad shoulders.

Lan Xichen nodded at his brother boyfriend’s remarks and put his hands on Jiang Wanyin’s shoulder, pulling him from his hiding place. All he could see from his future boyfriend was redness everywhere. He glanced to look at the quiet sister and was only given a big yet scary smile at the same time. It was a warning, probably to never break his brother’s heart like what his previous ex had done.

“I’ll promise to make you forget your old boyfriend, Wanyin. After all, all you need is me, right?” Lan Xichen reassured but it didn’t mean much when his so-called angelic smile seemed like a devil in disguise. This was especially true when he looked at his brother’s boyfriend then proceed to kiss Jiang Wanyin in his arms. Jiang Wanyin trembled slightly at the sight; he never knew this side of Lan Xichen before since he was never like this during class time.

“What do you say, Wanyin?” Lan Xichen’s voice was deep and low, asking questions as if commanding the other. “Will you be my boyfriend? I’ll promise to marry you. We’ll have a nice house and a kid or two.”

Jiang Wanyin wished he could just vanish. It would save him a lot from this public embarrassment. He could only nod his head as an answer and hope that Lan Xichen would give up on this sooner or later. Jiang Wanyin sighed and leaned back, hiding himself back again. He wasn’t feeling hungry or anything, so little by little the drowsiness from all the caffeine began to set in, making him sleepy while being hugged in this warm embraced. It was nice to be hugged like this, not like his ex-boyfriend who didn’t even want to….

Jiang Wanyin fell asleep, his breathing was calm and stabilized as he went into a deep slumber in Lan Xichen’s arms. He grabbed his dark blue blazer and covered his lover’s body from the cold air conditioning. Lan Xichen was, of course, happy at how Wanyin could sleep in his arms since it meant that Jiang Wanyin trusted him enough to lower his defenses. He hoped their relationship would continue to improve in this way until he could get his cute lover crying and writhing under him in pleasure.

Lan Xichen couldn’t wait to get into that part of their relationship. Today was only a preview of what his love for him could become.

The guards weren’t where they were supposed to be, he could only assume that his uncle had sent them away or they were patrolling the area. He waited for a while as he looked around the surrounding, thinking where else his uncle could be. Jin Ling had checked the study room but it was empty. From the look of it, his uncle hadn’t been there last night too.

He remembered how often his uncle took him there when he was a kid to study or just accompany him while doing paperwork. Whenever uncle took him there, he would always fall asleep for hours and wake up resting on his uncle’s chest. Uncle would still be reading or writing something on the paper for his sect’s business. The room would always be a mess whenever they were done for the day but uncle left it like that. He would always tell the servants to not clean it, saying:

“Leave it there. I’ll deal with it myself.”

When he found the room was not in a mess, he knew that uncle wasn’t there before or after. This was why he was standing outside his uncle’s chamber, waiting for what seemed like forever to him.

The sound of the door creaking stopped his mind from wandering and made him looked up. The person who opened the door was wearing the Jiang’s sect purple robes with his long hair tied into a ponytail but left good chunks on both sides in the front. He smiled at the sight of him and bowed slightly. It was aunt physician Wen Qing’s brother, uncle Wen Ning.

“Sect Leader Jin,” Wen Ning called and stepped aside, allowing the younger man to come in. Jin Ling stepped in and gave his respect.

Wen Ning directed him towards the inner chamber and opened the door. Jin Ling saw his uncle and the lady physician Wen Qing by his side, helping him changing into his purple robes. When his uncle noticed him, they both just stood still staring at each other as if they lost their words.

“Jin Ling, what are you doing in here?” Jiang Wanyin asked, raising his right hand and slipping into the robes.

He stood still, unable to find the words he once had in his mouth. The look on his uncle’s face wasn’t something he used to see. The ashen looked and hoarse voice, was everything well with his uncle?

“Uncle, is everything alright? You look pale and tired.”

The dark color under his uncle’s eyes gave it away. Jin Ling wasn’t going to say anything about it but lately, his uncle did look more tired than usual. Was from hosting the meetings for a few days?

“Why do you ask? You want something from your uncle?” His tone wasn’t sarcastic but with his eyes squinted and looking at his nephew suspiciously, it might as well be one.

Hearing what his uncle asked made him crossed his hands with a frown between his brows. A loud huh! was heard when he did that as if protecting his pride. Jin Ling didn’t come to ask anything other than to relieve his worry. But, it definitely was clear to him that his uncle was alright. No need to ask a further question.

“I’m asking because you weren’t with us last night! Do you always have to be like this when I ask how you are doing, uncle?”

His voice was high but slowly lowered like he just confessed that he was worried. Well, Jin Ling was actually worried. No doubt about that.

Jiang Wanyin let out a quiet smile as Wen Qing took out the last needles off from his body and helped him tie the robes. The sound of herbs being grounded could be heard from Wen Ning’s mortar and pestle. It was another herb mix for the sect leader’s to drink with another cup of tea before he could go about his day. Jin Ling just stood there, staring at his uncle while the others were busy preparing things.

The nephew stood by the door, waiting for his uncle to say something. When his uncle waved his hand at him, he came closer. Trying his best to avoid running into anything the physicians had placed on the floor. He stood still in front of his uncle and stared at the tired face and dark eyes bags. His hand unconsciously touched his uncle’s face and brushed against those ashen cheeks. The thumb stopped when he realized what he was doing and closed his eyes, enduring what was about to come from his uncle.

But, it never came. His uncle, the Sandu Shengshou didn’t yell at him for doing something like this.

So, he opened his eyes again, looking at his uncle’s face moving closer to his hand. Uncle’s hand was on his now. The rough hand with little scars here and there from his sword training was touching his tenderly. His uncle’s eyes were closed as the hand guided towards the older sect leader’s hair, brushing against the braids.

Jin Ling wanted to cry. His face was ugly; his eyes were closed and a deep frown appeared between his brows. He tried his best to hold back the tears behind his eyelids. He didn’t want to cry like this in front of his uncle, definitely not what he was planning when he wanted to see his uncle in the first place. What he wanted to do after he saw his uncle was to know his condition and what happened to him. Not cry in front of his uncle.

He was a grown-up, for goodness’s sake! He couldn’t cry just because he could.

Yet, he still did. Tears rolled down his eyes as soon as the hand left his. He immediately brought both of his arms around his uncle’s neck, pushing them both against the comfort of the bed. The newly changed robes smelled so much like his uncle and he was afraid this smell would no longer be with him. Jin Ling was afraid that something might have happened to his first uncle. He just couldn’t bear seeing or imagining that.

The stream of tears was hot against his cheeks, he let out a quiet sob. His uncle’s hands were on his back, rubbing up and down like he was a little kid crying to see his long-gone parents. It was something he couldn’t help. He couldn’t help being a little kid in front of his uncle right now. The fear was consuming him, the fear that something would happen to his uncle and he would be gone forever. Uncle Jiang was his parents, both his father and mother. No matter how much he loved his other uncles, uncle Jiang had a special place in his heart. And, he didn’t want anything to happen to him. He definitely didn’t want anything to hurt him!

Jin Ling wanted to protect his uncle like how his uncle had always protected him all these years. He wanted to return that. Return all those love and kindness his uncle had given him.

“I’m sorry, Jin Ling,” came out like a whisper. “I’m here. I’m alright, you don’t need to worry.”

One of the hand made its way to his nephew’s hair, caressing it gently while comforting the younger man. Jiang Wanyin sighed as he held the warm body against his tightly. He truly was sorry for what he had done to make his nephew worry. Jin Ling was like a son to him, and he held him dearly to his heart even now. This kid was a baby in his hand before, and look how much he had grown. The kid who was always crying, asking for his parents had become a capable sect leader with friends that he could trust.

Jin Ling had become his pride and proudest son. The son that he loved so much for all these years despite his harsh words.

“Sect Leader Jin, please don’t be like your uncle.” Jin Ling turned his head from his uncle’s shoulder and saw lady physician Wen Qing.

“Your uncle poisoned himself last night and ignored my warnings. Please don’t be like him in the future,” Wen Qing’s expression was calm and collected with a slight frown.

Jin Ling pushed himself against his uncle’s shoulder and looked at his uncle’s face. Uncle Jiang’s face was red with the deepest frown he ever saw in his life. It seemed that lady physician Wen Qing was right. Uncle Jiang really did poison himself and that made him mad. How could his uncle be so reckless to hurt himself! His uncle normally would know better than to do such a thing.

The younger sect leader placed his hands on his uncle’s face and pinched both cheeks with all his might. Jiang Wanyin screamed and tried to grab his nephew’s hands but it escaped. Jin Ling was already on his feet, standing up and looking at his uncle angrily. His arms were crossed again with eyes sharp and judging his uncle.

“How can you be so stupid, uncle! How can you poison yourself knowingly!” Jin Ling’s voice could be heard from the outside but he didn’t care. All he cared for was his uncle! His stupid uncle who would get mad about the smallest thing in the world, yet… he was also the uncle who took care of him. The uncle who gave him a home and love, so he had the right to be mad!

Jin Ling had every right to get mad for worrying his heart out.

“Jin Ling!” Jiang Wanyin screamed, still seated on the bed not moving. “Come back here before I break your leg! Come back here!!”

Jin Ling was already gone, running towards the door and opening it for his escape. With a few quick footsteps, his nephew was already out from his room, leaving him with Wen Qing and Wen Ning again. He could only smile, breathing out a quiet sigh as he held on to the warmth on his hands. It had been a while since his nephew hugged him like that, maybe not since he was a little kid.

It was a good memory to come back to. A nice warm hug like he used to imagine his parents would give him but never did, only his mother before they had to leave. While his father…he didn’t know when was the last time his father had held him like that. Maybe, he had never hugged him. Maybe, his father had never hugged him like he hugged and doted on his brother.

Jiang Wanyin breathed in, opening his eyes from all the memories that decided to flood his mind suddenly. He could tell that Wen Qing was watching him, observing his every move even his breathing. A small grin appeared on his face as he turned and looked at the lady physician on the side with her sharp brown eyes. She probably knew something was going on in his mind.

“He is worried, you know,” the lady physician started. “You’re his only uncle from the moment he could recognize faces and know the meaning of family. Yet, here you’re making him worry for something you could’ve dealt and probably had for a long time.”

It was the truth. Jiang Wanyin could have sorted this all out if he had said something, or even believe in what the sect leader Lan said. But, could he really? Could he really have dealt with this a long time ago? Even before he received the last letter from the first jade of Lan that troubled him so much?

He doubted it. That letter was the reason this happened and was the reason for him distancing himself from the man. He could never believe in those words, the empty words that were either a lie or a convenience for both of them. He could and would never believe in the words Lan Xichen wrote for him. It was a lie from the very start and now. Jiang Wanyin just knew it, he didn’t have to ask because he knew it.

“A cultivator should never lie,” was what he had learned a long time ago. But, it didn’t apply to this man apparently. His words, his lies...everything that Lan Xichen told him was a beautiful lie. Too beautiful even for him to believe, so he didn’t. He didn’t believe in any of it.

A hand was covering his eyes and it wasn’t his. The bowl on his hands was warm and it gave him a little comfort for all the storm in his heart. How nice if he could forever close his eyes like this and never looked back on the things he had left behind. Maybe then, he could have moved forward with his feelings and time.

“Se-Sect Leader Jiang, please don’t cry. We are all weak to your tears, please take care of yourself,” the tone went louder on we, and he knew whose voice it was. The man who was so afraid to use his voice had finally gathered enough courage to casually touch him. This was rare, too rare for him to ignore.

Jiang Wanyin could imagine the harsh scolding the sister would give him after everything in his room was done. Wen Qing was probably staring in shock now for what her brother had done to him.

“I’m not crying,” Jiang Wanyin’s voice was clear. “You can take your hand off if you don’t want to be burnt by what I’m about to drink.”

The hand withdrew immediately and he drank the warm herbal mixed on his hand. Wen Ning was still standing in front of him, probably realizing what he had just done. But, it was okay. It was nice to know that somebody cared about him. Even dislike seeing him cry like he used to when Jin Ling was still a kid and asleep in his arms.

He’d do what he must. Today was the day they were leaving from Lotus Pier anyway, it’d be a nice change of pace to not see Lan Xichen’s face for a little while. Jiang Wanyin hoped the older man would give him some space to think, maybe even think of a reason to reject the so-called arrangement between them.

A rejection that would be better for both of them than a marriage of convenience.

His foot was fast to take him out from his uncle’s room. With a few quick footsteps, he was already running towards his room in his uncle’s place. Yet, the anxiety in his heart still didn’t leave him behind. No matter how fast his heart and his steps took him, his mind couldn’t help but wonder about what was troubling his uncle.

His foot and his mind kept racing, either against or with each other but they kept running to somewhere. The uneasiness in his heart wasn’t something he could tell anyone especially after hearing what Zewu-jun told his second uncle. “I’m staying here. There’s something I have to protect here in Lotus Pier,” kept ringing in his head. What was that something Zewu-jun had to protect? Was it his uncle? But, why on earth Zewu-jun needed to do that?

Was his uncle in some sort of trouble? Were there people looking to harm him?

The thoughts in his head kept him busy to not pay attention to his surroundings. But, it all stopped when he ran into something and almost made him lose balance. He was falling, ready to hit the floor before a hand grabbed him and pulled him up.

“Jin Ling!”

Jin Ling opened his eyes and looked up to see his friend’s face wearing a white with cloud pattern head ribbon. It was Lan Sizhui who grabbed his hand, preventing him from hitting the floor.

He blinked as he steadied himself on his feet. The hand that grabbed him was still there as if trying to pull him back to reality. Jin Ling could feel those pair of grey watching him as he tried to piece himself after being in his head.

“Master Jin, are you alright? Are you hurt?” The voice was calming and full of concern, it almost could calm him down just by listening to it.

“I— Yes, I’m alright,” Jin ling paused, thinking of how to say his gratitude. “Thank you for catching me earlier…” Though his voice sounded reluctant, he truly was grateful for not hitting the floor today. He didn’t need another pain in his head to worry about.

“Ah, sure. It is not a problem at all, Master Jin,” Lan Sizhui said with a smile on his face. After looking at the smiling face, Jin Ling turned around to look at his surrounding before a question popped up in his head. What was Lan Sizhui doing in this particular area?

The area they were in was close to where his room located, did Lan Sizhui need something from him?

“Is everything fine, Master Jin? You were running full speed but not paying any attention. Did something happen?”

Lan Sizhui was still watching him but his hand was already gone from Jin Ling’s arm. Jin Ling hesitated in telling anything, afraid that something might happen to his uncle if he told anyone anything.

“Nothing, I’m just worried about uncle. He wasn’t with us last night and Lady Physician Wen Qing told me that he poisoned himself,” Jin Ling stopped, looking at his friend’s changing expression. Physician Wen Qing and Wen Ning were Lan Sizhui’s family, so he must be concerned when any of their names were brought to the equation. Even when it wasn’t anything negative.

“I apologize, it’s not in my place to ask this. But, how’s Sect Leader Jiang’s condition now?” Lan Sizhui asked, and Jin Ling saw nothing about this question that he should be sorry about. He didn’t know why this Lan sect’s disciple asked for his forgiveness ahead.

“Uncle looks tired and slightly pale but he seems fine. I don’t know how his condition was last night,” Jin Ling took a breath, remembering how his uncle looked like. He could still feel his uncle’s face in his hands. “I probably shouldn’t overthink it but I’m just worried.”

Lan Sizhui nodded; he understood the feeling because he was the same. Though his memory still had some holes here and there, his body remembered the feeling of anxiety when he couldn’t feel his father’s warm embrace anymore. It was an old memory but he knew the fear of losing someone important in his life.

“Is there anything I can do to help ease the worry, Master Jin?” Lan Sizhui asked.

Jin Ling looked at him for a second before turning his face away. There wasn’t anything he could think of to ease the uneasiness in his heart. All he wanted was for this thing to go away. He didn’t want to see his uncle suffering again.

Uncle Jiang had suffered enough. He didn’t need to see his uncle crying in the middle of the night when he was pretending to sleep. He didn’t want to see his uncle crying again because he was asking for his parents but he didn’t understand what it meant when others said his parents were gone. He didn’t want...to see those tired eyes tearing up again in pain. Jin Ling didn’t want any of that.

All he wished for was his uncle’s happiness. He would be fine if his uncle cried in happiness, just no more sadness. Uncle Jiang had seen and cried enough in sadness that could last a thousand years or even generations. Enough was enough.

“I’m planning to visit uncle as often as possible,” Jin Ling touched his finger, playing with it like he was calming himself down. “I haven’t told uncle Wei about it yet but he should be fine. I’m mostly worried about uncle Jiang more.”

Lan Sizhui could only look at the young sect leader in front of him. He knew that he couldn’t do anything much. But, perhaps accompanying Master Jin when he came to visit his uncle would be good, he’d ask Jingyi and some Lan sect’s disciples to come too. This would need either Zewu-jun or Hanguang-jun’s permission definitely.

“Then, I will ask for permission to accompany Master Jin when you’re visiting Sect Leader Jiang. I hope Master Jin can share this burden with Jingyi and I,” Lan Sizhui smiled, bowing a little bit to the young sect leader. “Although I don’t know how Master Jin’s feeling inside, I know how painful it can be to worry about someone important to you. Please, do share with us if anything happened.”

Jin Ling could only stare in silence since he wasn’t asking for Lan Sizhui to come with him. He didn’t know where that came from but them coming with him would surely ease his anxiety. Besides, Lan Jingyi could probably help him came up with some excuses as to why they were visiting him so much. It would be good if they could get the permission though.

“Ah, thank you!” the word came out a little too excited, he was just surprised seeing his friend’s smiling face. “I will let you know when I’m planning to visit uncle Jiang soon.”

Lan Sizhui only smiled and offered his thanks in return. A few quick footsteps could be heard as they both saw Lan Jingyi running on his feet toward them. Droplets of sweats rolled down the running disciple’s forehead and face, it looked like he had been running for a while. They wondered why.

“Jin Ling! Sizhui! Ah, I finally find you guys. Where have you been?” His hands were both on his knees, catching his breath before wiping the sweats off his forehead. When he stood up, he looked at them both with curious eyes. “We are leaving soon. Do you need help or something? What’s taking you guys so long?”

The frown returned on Jin Ling’s face when Lan Jingyi decided to complain, he hadn’t been gone for too long and he went to see his uncle first! It wasn’t like his place was far from where his uncle lived anyway. But, he decided to turn around and walk away from the annoyed Lan Jingyi.

The feeling inside him was still there, yet it was also lessened in a way. He didn’t feel as worried anymore. Despite not knowing what was going on between his uncle and Zewu-jun, he knew they were going to be alright. He could only hope that his uncle would never be in harm’s way, even if he did, he knew Zewu-jun would be there for him. Although if it were Zewu-jun who would harm him…

No, he didn’t dare to entertain that thought. He knew that Zewu-jun was a good man and a noble cultivator on top of that. He would treat his uncle right and with care, just like how his uncle treated him all these years. Zewu-jun would be good for his uncle and he could see that. Jin Ling could see them together hopefully in the future. That was all he ever wanted.

All he wanted was his uncle’s happiness and for someone to accompany him. Someone like Zewu-jun would be perfect for him, or so he hoped.

He released the heavy breath in his heart, it sounded almost like a relief and that was good. Maybe, he could finally see his uncle smiling again without any tears. Definitely without any tears of sadness.

“I still need to pack. You can either come and help, or leave,” Jin Ling said with a proud voice but no sharp edges. They were past that time for sure.

Lan Jingyi caught up to him and put his arm around the young sect leader’s neck, saying:

“Hey! Who are you to order us around like that? I don’t remember you being the boss in here.”

Lan Sizhui was right beside Jin Ling, smiling as he placed his hand on Master Jin’s shoulder. “We’ll help you, Master Jin. Don’t worry.”

The other Lan sect disciple was frowning now, his face was glowing red with irritation like a fresh scratch wound.

“Sizhui!! I never said anything about helping, Mistress Jin right here! You know what, I’ll help him mess up his packing!”

Jin Ling hung his head, shaking it while his hand touched his temples. Now, he was slightly regretting his choice of friends. How could he ever make friend with the loud Lan Jingyi? Jin Ling laughed and placed both of his fingers on the loud Lan disciple’s cheeks and pinched it as hard as he could.

“Hey! It hurts!!” was all Lan Jingyi could scream before Jin Ling ran away, mocking him with his tongue out and escaping the two. He was running toward his room and both of them knew where it was.

Lan Sizhui sighed, shaking his head as they both walked quickly to help the young sect leader. He felt a tiny relief though he probably needed to talk to his uncles about this later.

The tension on his shoulders told him how much night sleep he didn’t get.  They were painful but manageable for him. Besides, it probably was nothing compared to what Jiang Wanyin felt the whole night while he was sleeping. Though his hand never left Jiang Wanyin’s hand, he could feel it when moved abruptly last night. The heavy and trembling breaths of his beloved shook him awake for a moment. Yet, those trembling faded when he placed his other hand on Jiang Wanyin’s forehead, wiping the sweat that accumulated in the warm body.

When Lan Xichen noticed Jiang Wanyin’s nightwear was soaked in sweat, he grabbed the basin filled with water with some clean cloths. He grabbed another night robes for his beloved to change into before doing what he did again with lady physician Wen Qing and her little brother.

Lan Xichen didn’t dare to describe what he felt when his fingers touched the raised skin on Jiang Wanyin’s body again. It was too much for him to show, and he was sure the lady physician and her brother had seen too much of his emotions. So, he quietly wiped his beloved’s body again while watching the man under him moving slightly possibly because of the pain.

He let out the heavy breath while his eyes gazed on the vast lake where his beloved’s home was built on. The wind was gentle and cooling on a warm day, it even moved his hair gracefully with its flows. Now, all he thought about was Jiang Wanyin’s condition. He hadn’t heard anything since the last time he saw him this morning when he was still sleeping. Lady physician Wen Qing was there to check on him before he went back to his room to get ready for the day. Despite her comforting words, the uneasiness in his heart remained there. He wanted to see him in person, maybe even embraced him if he were allowed to.

Another sigh escaped his breath as he walked toward his beloved’s room. He wondered if Jiang Wanyin was still there, or perhaps he was already somewhere else.

Today was the day they were supposed to leave Yunmeng back to their home. But, what lady physician Wen Qing said to him still remained in his heart. It was as if the physician knew something was going to happen, and it didn’t sit well with him. He needed to make sure everything was alright with his own eyes.

Lan Xichen nodded when his eyes met the guard. When he was about to open his mouth to ask for his beloved’s whereabouts, the guard opened hers first saying:

“Sect Leader Jiang is meeting with Hanguang-jun and his partner, Master Wei Wuxian. They are by the entrance now as we speak, Sect Leader Lan.”

The guard bowed, showing her respect when he thanked her. He turned around and was already on his way fast to where he needed to go. Jiang Wanyin was supposed to be resting, and he knew this because the lady physician said so too. When he checked on his beloved’s pulse this morning, it was stable but it hadn’t gone back to normal. However, he could be wrong and he didn’t want to say anything until he saw the sect leader in person. Maybe, Jiang Wanyin was better now, one could only hope so.

Though Lan Xichen wasn’t exactly running, his footsteps were quick yet unrushed. He didn’t lose any of his composure despite already losing it last night. It was something he didn’t want to repeat. The number of emotions in his heart and mind, he should be able to control it by now...yet when it came to someone he loved, he always seemed to lose it.

It was exactly the same when he lost his first sworn big brother, Chifeng-zun or better known as Nie Mingjue. Then this happened again when he lost Lianfang-zun with his own hand. Lan Xichen lost his composure after the death of another one of his sworn brother. It was hard to lose someone dear, yet the crime and atrocities he had done also justified it. But, no matter how justified Lianfang-zun’s death was, the blood on his hand remained the same. The blood on his hand was a reminder of what he had done to someone he once loved.

His breath caught as he struggled to breathe while still walking on his feet. Lan Xichen shook his head to get the image out from his head. He couldn’t be distracted, not at times like this. All he needed now was to see Jiang Wanyin and informed the sect leader of his decision.

It took him a while to get to where the entrance was; he wasn’t lost physically but mentally his mind was somewhere else. It took him a while to get out of such a place, and he needed to get out from it before he could face Jiang Wanyin.

Lan Xichen smiled when he saw his younger brother walking toward him with his partner, Wei Wuxian by his side. He took a deep breath and let it out before he could say anything to the two of them.

“Brother-in-law,” Wei Wuxian called. Lan Xichen smiled and returned the greeting, only to be met with concern eyes from his brother’s partner. “Are you sure about this? Do you want us to stay with you? I’m also worried about Jiang Cheng.”

Lan Xichen shook his head, looking at them both with a smile on his face. Somehow, his heart wasn’t as anxious anymore when he knew there were others who cared about his beloved. He just wished that Jiang Wanyin knew this as well.

“There’s no need,” Lan Xichen looked at them then lowered his eyes, looking at where he was standing. “I need you to take care of things in Cloud Recess for now. I shall send you letters if that would ease your worry, Young Master Wei.”

Wei Wuxian was about to open his mouth but he closed it again. The words on his lips were swallowed back like a bitter pill but it was for the better. No matter what he said to his brother-in-law, it wouldn’t change the fact that he was staying back in Lotus Pier. Once Zewu-jun said so, he would do so. That was how stubborn the Lan could be and his husband was the same too.

He looked at his husband’s calm and collected face. Lan Wangji didn’t seem to be bothered by his older brother’s decision so neither should he. If this was for the best, then he would let it happen. Besides, he didn’t anything to happen to Jiang Cheng though he looked just fine for all these years.

“Brother, will you be alright?” Lan Wangji called as he watched his older brother’s expression. Though Lan Wangji wasn’t the brother-reader, he knew whenever his brother was unstable. But, right now it wasn’t one.

“Wangji, I will be fine. Please do not worry about me and tell uncle that too,” Lan Xichen explained. “I’m only worried about Sect Leader Jiang’s condition. Shall everything turn out alright, I will return as soon as possible to Cloud Recess. Forgive me for burdening you with sect related matters, Wangji. I hope you understand.”

Lan Wangji only hummed in response before turning his to see the three juniors walking closer to them. He turned his head again, looking at his older brother before they all were walking towards the entrance. The juniors were quiet which was a rare treat for them. Even as Lan Xichen walked with them, no one said a word to each other but their faces told him enough that they were fine. So, he didn’t worry about them.

Each step forward brought them closer to the entrance of Lotus Pier and to the man who inherited the area. Jiang Wanyin was standing on the shaded area of the pier; his hands were crossed and pushing against his chest, nothing looked unusual from him. Maybe aside from the pale look on his face.

Lan Xichen smiled, the worry in his heart was somewhat faded and it eased the tension on his shoulders. Wei Wuxian was the first to lunge himself at the sight of his brother standing still. Jiang Wanyin stepped back when he saw Wei Wuxian jumping at him; though his brother’s partner didn’t hit his face on the wooden floor, he still fell down from his energetic movement. Another chunk of worry left his heart again when he saw Jiang Wanyin could still entertain the silliness of his own brother. It made him glad, knowing his beloved was on the good track of recovery.

They kept walking closer to where the two Yunmeng brothers were standing until he felt a tug on his sleeve. Lan Xichen looked at his sleeve, only to discover Sect Leader Jin was the one pulling it. He took the hand on his and looked the younger sect leader’s face. Sect leader Jin’s lips were pressed against each other while his gaze wandered before meeting his and said:

“Zewu-jun, could we talk for a second?”

He blinked a couple of times, then said:

“Sure, let’s walk over there.”

They walked back from where they came. Lan Sizhui and Lan Jingyi watched as they walked past by them, returning to the shade of entrance hall but said nothing. Lan Xichen didn’t say anything either as he smiled at them and nodded. Both of them carried their belongings and walked forward without asking any questions. Sect leader Jin appeared to be the only one who had questions for him.

Jin Ling’s footsteps slowed as they climbed the stairs to the entrance hall. He only stopped walking once he entered the hall and watched the older cultivator entered as well. Breaths in and out were taken as he looked at Zewu-jun’s face.

“Zewu-jun, I apologize for eavesdropping earlier,” Jin Ling confessed; he knew eavesdropping was a bad thing in Gusu Lan sect’s rules. But, he couldn’t help himself when it came to his uncle.

Lan Xichen smiled at the honesty the young sect leader possessed. It took him a long time to be able to say those two words but sect leader Jin seemed to know the importance of it now.

“You’re forgiven, Sect Leader Jin. It must be a surprise for you to know that I’m staying,” said Lan Xichen.

Jin Ling looked up to the older cultivator and nodded. There was no frown between his eyebrows instead they were knit together, showing his concern.

“I was but,” Jin Ling paused, his gaze wandered to where his uncle and the rest were. From what it looked like, uncle Jiang was probably getting annoyed by what uncle Wei said because he was pressing his fingers against his temples. Jin Ling’s sight stayed there for a while before returning to Zewu-jun with a small and sad smile. “I hope everything will be alright. Please, don’t hesitate to let me know about uncle Jiang. Send me a letter or anything. I’m worried about uncle but I know everything will be alright if you’re there with him, Zewu-jun.”

Lan Xichen nodded, placing his hand on Jin Ling’s head and rubbing the soft hair. He wasn’t looking down on the younger sect leader; all he did was offering some comfort to someone who worried a lot about his family, just like how his younger brother was after their mother’s passing.

Jin Ling was quiet the whole time the warm hand was on his head. He only smiled because he knew everything was going to be alright with these two. Though he may not know what the problem was, he knew Zewu-jun would take care of his uncle like how his uncle used to take care of him. With love and patience.

“I will, Sect Leader Jin,” Lan Xichen withdrew his hand. “I shall send you letters and will let you know when I’m departing from Yunmeng. Will that eases your heart a little bit?”

The sad smile was gone and replaced with a happier smile. Jin Ling never nodded his head this fast before but what Zewu-jun said to him brought calmness to his heart. Now, he definitely knew that nothing would go wrong with his uncle since Zewu-jun would make sure of that.

“Yes! Thank you so much, Zewu-jun.”

He nodded as the younger sect leader bowed his head before running towards his friends and uncles. When Jin Ling arrived at his uncle's’ side, he immediately hugged his uncle tightly. Jiang Wanyin stood still before breaking the tight embrace and looked at his nephew with wide eyes. It seemed that Jiang Wanyin never thought his nephew would do such a thing in front of others. A smile appeared on Lan Xichen’s face as he watched them interacted. He only sighed when the thought suddenly entered his mind.

The drug in his system was a normal aphrodisiac with a lower dosage. The injection left a mark on his hand but he was able to kick the guy before they fully insert it into him. Thank goodness the needle didn’t break when he took them off. Otherwise, it would be a hell for him to explain his condition to the hell’s-most-protective-boss, also known as the Dragon Head Lan Xichen.

It was a miracle for him to be noticed by the young boss. He didn’t know what piqued the young boss interest in him since he wasn’t really special in any way. He didn’t start with a high rank or someone that brought high profit to the Lan Jade clan. When he first joined, he was appointed in the cleaning duty and dealing with small animals that dared disturb their organization group. Anything more than that, he didn’t have a hand at all.

The only time he ever saw the young boss in the scene when they busy cleaning up after the war with another clan. The Dragon Head was smoking outside the building and approached him to light his cigarette. He remembered the cold look in those dark golden eyes. It was a look of someone that he didn’t dare to mess with especially when that grin appeared in his lips.

Jiang Wanyin’s first impression of his boss wasn’t something utterly pleasant but he didn’t care. As long as the boss didn’t mess with him, he didn’t mess with the head of the clan too.

His breath huffed and puffed as the sound of his breaths and steps were getting heavier. The drug had clouded his mind even made him dizzy enough to keep walking. It wasn’t something entirely good. He could have avoided the whole situation if the other party didn’t try to push him to his limit. It was an ambush and the target was him. For some reason, many clans had started targeting him like he was a walking shooting range. He didn’t know what made them think doing this would achieve anything but he didn’t care either. This was part of the excitement after all.

If those clans wanted to play with fire, then he’d gladly join them.

He fell, as soon as he opened the door to his room. The ceramic floors under him felt cool and good as his body burnt with fire. He didn’t know what kind of aphrodisiac they injected into him. It wasn’t supposed to make him feel like yet. After all, such a small dosage would not be able to make him fall on his knees and burn his body. Perhaps it was a new kind that he had never heard before, and he’d definitely look into it after this past him.

But, for now, he had to deal with the erection he had inside his pants and the constant sweating all over his body.

Jiang Wanyin tried to focus on the darkness of his room. It was hard to focus on anything when his head wasn’t in the right place and his body was screaming for a touch. A sound of footsteps was coming towards him, yet he was unable to move still glued to the floor.

“Welcome back, Jiang Cheng…” was all he could hear and his vision went dark.

The light was harsh when he opened his eyes. Everything was white and his body was cold. What happened after he entered his room was a mystery to him, but for now, the sound of water splashing around him was too loud to ignore. He didn’t remember anything involving water, or when he had entered into the bathtub.

His mind was still foggy. It was hard to think clearly under the drug effect, and it was to control his body. The drug seemed to still have an effect on him as he couldn’t move any of his limbs. So, he focused on the sound of his surrounding and closed his eyes. Maybe he would get a sense of what was going on then.

“A-Cheng…” the same heavy voice called him again. It was a weird nickname that his boss usually called him with, but who was this person again? Why did he call him like that?

The long and slender fingers were touching his face before turning it. Jiang Wanyin opened his eyes, revealing the violet gems hidden inside as he watched the man’s lips touched his. When they parted, the man grinned before opening his mouth and kissing him again.

Jiang Wanyin struggled, turning his head around to break in from the hands on his head. The more he struggled the rougher and deeper the kisses went until he was left breathless and could only kiss back in defeat. He knew this man, the way he kissed and the size of his hands. It was all too familiar for him to not notice.

“Lan...Xichen...,” he called breathlessly. Jiang Wanyin’s eyes were on the man’s face but couldn’t really focus on anything. All he saw was a smug smile forming on the man topping him.

“Under whose order are you allowed to be drugged like this, my Jiang Cheng?”

Lan Xichen asked with a dangerous smile on his face. When those dark golden eyes opened, it was as if he had been stripped bare from all his reasonings and words. It almost felt like this man could see into his soul and eat him.

Jiang Wanyin blamed the drug for making his head and body warm again. His sight wandered, traveling down his boss’ ripped body. Both their clothes were gone, including his underwear. He was truly stripped bare from every covered he had on.

“Since when I can’t have some fun too, Huan-gege?” He grinned weakly, trying his best to look challenging to the young boss on top of him.

Lan Xichen smiled, closing in the gap between them and kissing his mouth again. The kiss was slower than the previous one and gentler. But, the hands that wandered around his body weren’t as gentle as on his lips. A hand moved from his neck down to his nipple, playing and fondling with it while the lips were keeping the mouth busy. The other hand one was mapping his thigh, and Jiang Wanyin could feel each one of the fingers against his skin, making its way to his sensitive spots.

When Jiang Wanyin broke the kiss, all he could do was chased after those lips until the small giggles snapped him back to reality. He turned his face, trying to avoid seeing the face he least want to see right now. He knew too well the wicked smile on this man’s lips and ways he had with his hands. If the devil was a real thing, Lan Xichen would be the embodiment of that.

He gasped when his length was suddenly grabbed. A loud moan filled the bathroom as he turned to see those eyes staring at him again. His body felt warm; he was burning again.

The man’s face drew near and started moving along his neck. Everything was sensitive now, he could feel his boss everywhere even as he stayed there paralyzed. The lips against his skin were ticklish but he couldn’t move away, not when the hand on his waist was stopping him.

“Who said you can’t have fun?” the man breathed against his neck; Jiang Wanyin moaned when the hot breath grazed his skin. “You are only allowed to have fun with me, my beautiful Jiang Cheng.”

The hot breath turned into a bite, Lan Xichen was marking him. He was marking his territory and possession. And, Jiang Wanyin was one of his precious possessions.

“Lan Xichen! Ah…” Jiang Wanyin moaned as the teeth sank into his neck the moving to his nape. “No, don’t—“

He almost came from that but the hand on his length stopped moving before he could. It drove him mad but without any energy, he couldn’t focus on that.

“Don’t what, my dear?” It was mocking, even teasing. “You almost make a mess in my bathroom, shall we punish you now?”

It made him shiver just listening to the sweet voice talking right into his ear. He moaned when the hand moved, and Lan Xichen’s ear was right there, listening to all the high moans singing out from his lover’s mouth.

Lan Xichen smiled and stopped his hand. His lover almost cried when it happened which brought joy to his heart.

“A-Cheng,” his mouth was trailing the collarbone of his lover. “You’ve been naughty today, haven’t you?”

And, Lan Xichen bit the skin. Sucking it dry like he was trying not to let a single drop of blood spilled to the tub. His hand was no longer on his lover’s length but preparing for him to enter while the other steadied his lover’s body on to his lap.

The water had gone colder than before. It made his lover’s body more sensitive and he loved it. Lan Xichen loved how Jiang Wanyin reacted to his touch and his only. He had considered putting some tattoos on his lover’s skin just to tell everyone who this man belonged to. Maybe their cloud symbols paired with some lotus flowers on his lover’s back would be perfect.

The moans continued filling up the air with its sweet aroma. He was red; his body was blushing from the touches of Lan Xichen’s hand and he wanted more. He wanted to make a mess of his lover and he would make that happen.

His fingers were scissoring deep into his lover’s hole. When he hit a certain spot, his lover seemed to cry louder than before. It brought a wide smile to his face, knowing how well he knew his lover’s body. He kept his fingers there, teasing the spot as he moved to his lover’s shoulder and marking him.

“Xichen…” Jiang Wanyin moaned, keeping his head on the older’s shoulder. He clearly was in a losing stance, no doubt about that. “I want… Pleas—“

The younger man’s voice was cut short when the fingers suddenly withdrew. Lan Xichen was now kissing his lover’s skin, admiring his handiwork he had done.

“What do you want, A-Cheng?” He teased, knowing how much his lover hated it when he did. The lips were now on the younger’s neck, sucking and marking this man with all his love marks everywhere. “I won’t give what you don’t ask, my love. Tell me what do you want?”

“You…” the voice trailed as Jiang Wanyin held himself up, looking at Lan Xichen in the eyes. He was surprised when he could move again but knew it wouldn’t be long before his energy would drain again.

“I want you…” he said, breathing into his man’s mouth and kissing him. Lan Xichen smiled and allowed his cute lover to kiss him as he placed his hand on the back of his lover’s head. Jiang Wanyin was the one who broke the kiss and looked at him in the eyes, saying “I want Lan Xichen inside of me now.”

Lan Xichen nodded, pulling him for another kiss and allowing his lover’s hands to travel around his body. Jiang Wanyin rested his hands on his lover’s head, tugging the long and straight hair as the fingers inside him tortured him more. He cried when the kiss broke and the older man licked his closed eyes.

The hand on the back of his head moved down to his waist, each one holding his sides and slowly let the erected length entered him. It was painfully slow, how Lan Xichen liked it. Jiang Wanyin tried his best to pull himself up against the broad chest but with his lover’s mouth still digging on to his neck, it was a failed attempt for him. He cried when he fell in defeat to the arms of his lover.

“Stop…” he moaned, eyes looking at those golden ambers that were filled with lust. “Don’t torture me… Xichen. Ah!” Another mark was made on those white skin and the older man was satisfied with his creation. His lover’s shoulders and neck were filled with red marks and bite marks, just how Lan Xichen liked his lover to be.

“You can do better than that, my love,” the teasing voice returned, filling up Jiang Wanyin’s ears with sweet ecstasy. “Tell me what and how you like it, A-Cheng. I might just give it to you.”

He smiled against the crook of his lover’s neck. A kiss was planted there with a little sucking despite knowing how much his lover hated it. Lan Xichen giggled softly when he heard a gasp escaped from the younger’s mouth. This was his sweet ecstasy and he was willing to get drunk on it every single time.

Jiang Wanyin tried covering his blushing red face against the soft hair. They were both soaking wet but it seemed that he was in the water longer than the older man. He pressed his nose, inhaling the sweetness his nose allowed him before moving himself down to let his lover’s length entered him more. Moans escaped his mouth and his breathing turned faster as he tried to let it enter as much as he could before the hands could stop him again.

The giggles returned but he didn’t dare to look. Jiang Wanyin didn’t dare to look at his lover’s face when he was such a mess like this. So, he hid further into those black hair before getting pulled by his lover’s strong arms.

“Isn’t it too late to be shy?” Another kiss planted on his cheek as the older man inhaled the sweet scent of his lover. “Let me see all of you, A-Cheng. I want to see what’s mine.”

Lan Xichen thrusted in, all of him into Jiang Wanyin as he watched the younger man moaned in his arms from the pleasure. He was big, so big that Jiang Wanyin could feel it pushing against all his sweet spots. It drove him crazy, knowing how much the man who was holding him knew about him. It was as if Jiang Wanyin was destined to be with this head boss from the very start.

The moaning changed into crying as tears dripped down his lover’s violet eyes. It was from pleasure, of course. Lan Xichen would know if it was something else; he had no intention to hurt his precious lover. But, it would be nice to imagine his lover crying under him while calling his name…

“Ah!” The crying continued as Lan Xichen kept thrusting deeper and deeper before pulling out and repeating the motion. This was his lover’s favorite move, the one that made him crazy with lust in those eyes. Jiang Wanyin could be the death of him, and he would accept it gratefully.

“Hu—ah!” Jiang Wanyin’s hands were reaching for him, holding him on his arms and slowly making its way towards his shoulders. “Huan, Huan, please…”

He smiled, knowing how close his lover was then he stopped. The hands stopped moving and left him deep into his lover’s inside. “Huan, move! I—ah…” Jiang Wanyin moaned as he ground himself, feeling the hardness inside him.

The hands began to move again but frustratingly slow to Jiang Wanyin’s liking. Lan Xichen kissed him deeper and rougher, sucking him like it was his life support. He wanted more and more of his lover, and he didn’t know when did he start being so greedy when it came to him.

When the movement picked up its last pace, Lan Xichen had moved towards his lover’s neck. Kissing and abusing the red collarbone while he listened to the sweet melody in his ears. The splashing of water didn’t bother them both as they were too busy doing what they needed from each other.

“Huan, Huan… Huan! Hnn…” he giggled when his lover called his name so desperately. The hands on his arms were now on his shoulders, hugging and pulling him closer to his lover.

“I’m here, my love,” was all he needed to say as he basked in his lover’s cuteness. Jiang Wanyin’s face was in pure pleasure, even more, when he gave him little bites here and there.

“Ah… I’m already…” Lan Xichen smiled, kissing the crook of his lover’s neck as he buried his length deeper in each thrust. “I can’t— ah!”

Jiang Wanyin came and slumped against his lover’s broad shoulder, still moaning when the movement didn’t stop. “I’m not there yet. Bear with me a little longer, okay?”

The only response he got from his lover was the sweet moaning against his neck. The thrusts were quicker and deeper this time, leaving Jiang Wanyin crying in pleasure as the hard length brushed against his sweet spot each time. He couldn’t hold it anymore; it was too quick for him to cum again but he could feel his length hardening slowly. And, it did.

“Wanyin, are you hard again?” Jiang Wanyin couldn’t reply, all he could do was calling on his lover’s name while moaning at the same time. It made him smiled. This was how much he loved his Jiang Wanyin, his Jiang Cheng.

“You’re so lovely, my Jiang Cheng.”

With that, they both came. Lan Xichen came deep into his lover while Jiang Wanyin leaned on his lover’s shoulder out of breath. Something about this brought joy to his heart as he pressed tender kisses on the younger’s cheek.

The violet eyes were closed, probably from exhaustion and from their recent activity but it was fine. As long as those eyes only saw and desired him, he would be willing to let this man do anything. All he needed was for Jiang Wanyin to come back to him every day, or he would come and hunt him down. After all, Jiang Wanyin was his and no one dared to mess with what was his.

Jiang Wanyin was Lan Xichen’s precious lover, and he would kill anyone who dared to harm his treasured one.

Lan Xichen smiled and pulled his lover up with him still buried deep inside. He pulled his length out slowly and watched as the white liquid leaked out from his lover’s. Another tender kiss was planted on the sleeping man’s forehead as he brought him toward the bed and laid him down. He grabbed the dry towel on the bed and slowly dried his lover’s body.

When he was done, he smiled and said:

“Good night, A-Cheng. I can’t wait to see you covered in our colors.”

All Jiang Wanyin knew when he woke up was seeing himself fully covered in blue clouds and purple lotus flowers. He totally knew who the culprit was. After all, Lan Xichen didn’t allow him to get up from the bed for almost a week. One of the reason was, that insatiable man doing him every day. And, another reason was to cover him in the man’s favorite color.

He wondered how long Lan Xichen could stay like this to him. That possessive bastard with a greedy desire for him. It was a miracle that he loved him back. Jiang Wanyin also loved all the tattoos on his back and his neck.