Author: hoenimochi (Page 12 of 95)

       The slender fingers that entered his body were like dexterous snakes, twisting and turning inside his body, going deeper and deeper. Then came the second one, and then the third one. The sphincter gradually opened as it continued to expand, adapting to the shape of the intruder. The originally tight corridor was also stretched open, getting used to every thrust and withdrawal of the other. The body began to feel thirsty during such conditioning as it ignited little bits of desire, burning under the skin and spreading to every inch.

       Want, more.

       The brain shut down all functions used for rational thinking, leaving only a body succumbing to carnal desires.

       Thinking of nothing, caring for nothing, only following the commands of that man, feeling his presence, and accepting his possession. Only that person could induce the most primitive animal nature in his body, only that person could let him completely surrender himself, and only that person could save him from the monstrous flames of this prairie fire and give him final relief.

       That was the only person he could trust with his life and trust wholeheartedly.

       Under Chu Yichen’s manipulation, all the senses in Chu Yunhan’s body seemed to have awakened, becoming extremely sensitive. When the man’s fingertips touched the sensitive spot on the inner wall, he began to moan.

       The sound of his ‘aahn’ was soft and wavering, ringing non-stop in the basement, intensifying desire’s catalysis. Soon, he fell into the tide of desire. His legs became weak, and his hands began to lose strength. His muscles became stiff, but he managed to maintain his posture. When the expansion was over and the thick di-do with lubricant was slowly pushed in, he groaned and shuddered. If his genitals were not tightly restrained by Chu Yichen’s hand, he would have ejaculated.

       “Stand up.” The man ordered as the di-do was pushed to its deepest point.

       Chu Yunhan obeyed with difficulty, his movements slow and clumsy. The di-do buried deep in his back hole changed angle as it moved, squeezing the glands, sometimes lightly and sometimes hard. It felt tingling and numbing as if he were roasting himself over a fire, half-cooked, and wishing he could add a handful of wood to the stove, pour a jug of wine on it and just burn himself through.

       When he fully straightened up, he realised that his waist was sore and aching. The lying action just now put too much pressure on the waist, and Chu Yichen has obviously taken this into consideration. As an excellent dom, one must not only consider the physical load on the sub but also control the rhythm. The man who knew this well took a restraint and fastened it on his c0ck. Only then did Chu Yunhan discover that there was a hidden opening in the front part of the thong. After opening the small zipper, the c0ck could be completely exposed.

       What a pervert… Designing something like this… What’s the difference between wearing this and not wearing it…

       He cursed secretly.

       In fact, there was still a difference. In addition to adding fun, this kind of underwear also has a rope-binding effect, which could adjust the tightness and increase friction, giving the sub a feeling of being restrained.

       However, Chu Yunhan had no time to think about this now. His attention was drawn to what the man was putting on his c0ck.

       This restraint consisted of three interlocking leather loops connected to each other. The front one was fastened into a groove under the umbrella-shaped shaft, which could be tightened to keep his desire securely inside his body. A metal wire was also hanging from the leather ring, from which hung a bell pendant. He was just wondering why the bell was made in such a shape when he saw Chu Yichen add two small silver balls the size of a quail’s egg on the thin line hanging from the bell, not knowing what material it was made of. It was small but quite heavy, and it directly dropped the originally raised c0ck downwards, like a tree branch bent by a fruit.

       Chu Yichen squatted down and carefully adjusted the leather band. Seeing Chu Yunhan frowning, he asked, “Does it hurt?”

       He shook his head and saw the c0ck between his legs that was stretched so hard that he could hardly lift his head. He said pitifully, “It feels a bit uncomfortable… Master, can you not use this…”

       The man curled his lips, shook the two remaining balls in his hand and said, “Want to add another one?”

       “…I was wrong.” Chu Yunhan took a long breath of resignation and became obedient.

       Next, Chu Yichen put a blindfold on him.

       The world suddenly turned into a void of darkness. All the objects used to determine the direction no longer existed, and everything became unknown and difficult to perceive. He was a little anxious and called out, “Master?”

       “I’m here.” The man stroked the side of his face, and his warm and dry palm became his connection with the world, calming him down.

       “Slave, tell me why your body is so excited?”

       “…I don’t know.” His cheeks were slightly red.

       “You will be punished for lying.” Chu Yichen’s deliberately lowered voice was like a cello with a subtle sex appeal. Especially when it was for teasing and flirting, and Chu Yunhan couldn’t resist at all. The man’s hand rubbed his chest, making the two small bulges that were tightly wrapped in the material more erect, “Do you like me touching you?”

       “…I like it.” He pursed his lips and replied softly.

       “How about this?”

       Before he finished speaking, his nipples were pinched and pulled hard, causing Chu Yunhan to hum. His chest felt ached and tingled, and there was also a slight itching from the friction, which made him take a long breath unbearably and reply tremblingly, “I like it.” Then he added, “As long as Master likes it, I will like it too.”

       A chuckle fell gently like a feather on the water, breaking the calm and making waves. “It makes me happy that you’ve been so good.” The man stroked his Adam’s apple and said, “I’ll reward you. What do you want?”

       Chu Yunhan, already aroused and hungry, blurted out, “Hold me, please…”

       “Hold you, like this?” The tone was flirtatious.

       Then he felt a tightening around his waist and an arm half wrapped around him, hugging him. Chu Yunhan pursed his lips and whispered, “Not like this…”

       “What do you want then?”

       This was clearly forcing him to say it himself. Chu Yunhan’s face was burning red, so embarrassed that his head felt like it was about to burst from the rush of blood. Finally, he managed to squeeze out a few words, sounding as faint as a mosquito’s buzz, “Please…fvck me…”

       As soon as the words came out, the anal opening behind him was pressed, and the di-do clamped in the tunnel suddenly hit the gland hard. A burst of electric-like pleasure flew through the body, and he said, ‘Ah-nhg’ He couldn’t help but shudder as he made a sound, and the erect c0ck between his legs was stimulated to the point of secreting clear pre-cum.

       There was a smile in the man’s voice as he said, “Your bottom mouth is full. How can I use it?”

       The feeling of burning with desire but not getting what she asked for made Chu Yunhan go crazy. He gasped softly, “Spare me, I can’t stand it anymore…”

       “Slave, if you can walk from here to my room without anything inside falling out, I will satisfy you.”

       Hearing these words, he almost cried and called out sadly, “Master…” Before he could beg for mercy, his lips were covered. Chu Yichen kissed him gently, put a leash on his collar, and said, “I will hold you and always be by your side.”

       The Master’s order cannot be violated, and…this kiss and these words were so gentle that they could kill him. Trapped in this tender web, Chu Yunhan sighed inwardly, forced himself to tighten his hole to hold the thick di-do, and replied resignedly, “Understood, Master.”

       The walk from the basement to Chu Yichen’s room was not long, and he was familiar with this place. He thought that even if he were blindfolded and had a di-do inserted, he would be able to reach his destination accurately and quickly.

       Only when he really started walking did he realise how naive he was.

       He didn’t know what skills other doms had, but Chu Yichen’s methods and tricks really made people want to die and couldn’t stop.

       Although Chu Yunhan knew that he would not meet anyone else along the way, he still instinctively felt ashamed when he walked out of the room dressed like this. The di-do inserted in his back hole was rubbing and grinding inside the body while walking, constantly bullying the poor flesh walls and glands, making him rise and fall on the waves of desire. What he didn’t expect was that the most tormenting thing was the little things hanging on the front of his c0ck. The small ball hanging on the thread would sway back and forth due to the swing of the body, and his c0ck would tremble and tremble as it was pulled on it. Soon, it would enter a fully erect state, but the ring would tightly restrain it, and he couldn’t ejaculate even half of it.

       Chu Yunhan was walking and stopping; his tense body was trembling all the way. He knew very well that this kind of physical abuse was part of BDSM, and he knew very well that Chu Yichen was controlling the rhythm so that he wouldn’t end things prematurely by getting too excited. So even though it was hard, he persisted. This kind of obedience never comes from coercion, never comes from passivity, but from his own choice.

       Now he understood the meaning of the sentence, ‘The Master’s rights come from the slave’s giving’. He chose to obey because in such a game, he wanted to let the other person get the same pleasure and make the other person happy.

       When going upstairs, the di-do slipped out a little after relaxing once. Chu Yunhan called out in panic, “Master…”

       “I’m here.” The man responded to him almost instantly, caressing his hair, and said softly, “Slave, you did a good job. There is still one more step. Can you hold on?”

       He nodded. He grabbed the handrail of the stairs and continued upward in the direction of the traction rope. Finally, when he walked up the last step, he couldn’t help but whimper and arch his body slightly, and the thing tightly clamped in his body slipped to the ground. Before the depressed and plaintive ‘I was wrong’ could be said, the body was picked up from the waist and laid on the man’s shoulder.

       “Master!” He was surprised.

       Chu Yichen didn’t say anything but hugged him and quickly walked into the room, then threw him on the bed, covered him and pressed him down, his slightly hoarse voice tinged with lust. “Slave, spread your legs. It’s my turn to satisfy you.”

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       In the end, nothing happened that night.

       Ever since Chu Yunhan witnessed the terrifying episodes with his own eyes, he was particularly afraid of Chu Yichenoverworking himself. The two kissed and hugged each other and finally fell asleep hugging each other on the same bed. When he woke up, he found himself clinging to Chu Yichen like a stubborn adhesive plaster, practically pushing the man to the edge of the bed. Yet, the man had let him hold on like that, lying sideways precariously at the bed’s edge.

       He let go of his hand and shrank to the side in embarrassment, saying, “Have you been awake for a while?”

       “Just woke up.”

       “I have this habit of holding onto something when I sleep…” It was a habit formed after his father passed away. Life had suddenly become lonely, cold, and devoid of a sense of security. If he slept alone, he would hug a pillow; if he shared a bed with someone, he would cling to them. Knowing that Chu Yichen was used to sleeping alone, he hesitated for a moment before offering, “If you’re not comfortable with it, I can go back to my room…”

       “I’ll get used to it. We have plenty of time to get used to each other.”

       You and I, a lifetime.

       Chu Yunhan suddenly remembered the confessions he had made. His face turned red, and he quickly changed the subject, “What time is it? Shouldn’t we be heading to work?”

       “Seven-thirty,” Chu Yichen said, “What’s on your schedule today?”

       “I’m going to see Zhang Fei in the morning to discuss that Blue Ocean acquisition case he mentioned last time. I’m quite interested and want to see if we can get a share of it. At noon, I’m having lunch with Tang Shaochen. The logistics costs are too high, and I want to negotiate a price reduction. In the afternoon, I will be playing golf with Lu Yao and Zhou Hua. They said they want to introduce me to the China regional president of AL Group. Nothing planned for the evening so far.”

       “Okay, I’ll be back early tonight.”

       Chu Yunhan was stunned for a moment and suddenly understood the meaning of these words. His face immediately flushed a deeper red, and he murmured a soft ‘Oh’.

       “Try not to drink alcohol at noon.”

       “En.”

       “Don’t get too close to him.” This ‘him’ obviously referred to Tang Shaochen. Chu Yichen was well aware that back when Chu Yunhan had hidden his identity to work as a waiter at Lihao, Tang Shaochen had relentlessly pursued him.

       He laughed and joked, “If I get along with him, what will you do?”

       “I wouldn’t be able to do anything. Tying you down would only make you resent me, and killing him would make you upset. I have no way to deal with you.” SComing from Chu Yichen, those words seemed to carry both helpless resignation and indulgent affection, spoken with a quiet, tender sincerity.

       Chu Yunhan felt that he had absolutely no resistance left against this man. A simple sentence was enough to soften his heart into a puddle. Blushing, he whispered, “I’ll… come back early tonight too.”

       Although their styles differ, in essence, the two brothers of the Chu family are both workaholics. The difference lay in how they came to be: Chu Yichen was molded into one through training, while Chu Yunhan’s diligence came entirely from within. After learning about Chu Yichen’s health issues, Chu Yunhan always felt the need to shoulder more responsibilities for him. He learned as he worked, growing rapidly and transitioning from a manager’s role to that of a decision-maker. Making decisions was akin to playing chess: every move must be calculated to avoid regrets. Sometimes, an insignificant-seeming move could have profound long-term implications, and a single mistake could lead to total failure. In these moments, he gained a deeper appreciation for Chu Yichen’s burdens.

       After a long day of hard work, all Chu Yunhan wanted was to spend an enjoyable, peaceful time with Chu Yichen—to let go of everything and entrust himself completely to the person he trusted most.

       That evening, both of them came home early. They had dinner together, took a short walk, and then Chu Yunhan prepared himself by performing an enema. After showering, he pushed open the heavy basement door.

       Chu Yichen stood in the center of the room, dressed in a tailored black military uniform. The high collar revealed a white shirt and a badge-adorned cravat, while his feet were clad in polished black riding boots. The precise fit of the uniform’s collar and cuffs exuded a restrained and austere allure, while the golden epaulettes, cufflinks, and dangling tassels added a subtle touch of opulence. The ornately designed hard belt around his waist highlighted his slender yet resilient frame, lending a hint of seduction. He held a riding crop with his gloved hand, a suggestive symbol of dominance and desire.

       The ensemble amplified Chu Yichen’s naturally cold and brooding temperament, making it even more striking. His black eyes radiated a sharp, dangerous energy, like a blade gleaming in the moonlight—lethal yet irresistibly beautiful, drawing people to reach out and touch.

       Chu Yunhan froze, staring dumbstruck, until the man’s voice broke his trance, “Slave, come here.” Startled back to his senses, Chu Yunhan quickly shed his outer robe and walked over to kneel before him.

       “Master.” He straightened his back, put his hands behind his back, and maintained a standard kneeling posture. His bare body, exposed to the cool air, should have felt chilled from the loss of warmth, but the presence of the man before him ignited a restless desire, leaving him flushed and overheated.

       Chu Yichen picked up something from the small table and threw it in front of him and said, “Put it on.”

       Chu Yunhan picked up the items and shook them out, immediately feeling his face heat up. He glanced awkwardly at Chu Yichen before lowering his head to put them on.

       The outfit was simple—two pieces, one for the upper body and one for the lower. The top was a tight-fitting vest, cropped just below the ribs, barely covering his chest. The bottom was a black thong with a waistband as thin as a pinky finger and a narrower strip running between his thighs. The spoon-shaped front barely contained his genitals, stretched taut against the material. The fabric was a peculiar blend—not too soft, not too stiff—and had a faint golden sheen. Once on, it clung snugly to his skin, stimulating him subtly with every movement. During the friction, he could feel that his nipples had become hard, and your lower body also felt strange. Wearing it made him feel more ashamed than not wearing it.

       When he knelt down again, Chu Yichen fastened a gold collar around his neck, from which hung a badge matching the one on his uniform. The man’s gloved hand lifted his chin, his black eyes gleaming with an enigmatic, almost amused light. His deep voice carried an irresistible allure.

       “You look beautiful tonight, my slave.”

       When love arises between two people, all attraction and desire become two-way interactions. Chu Yunhan gazed at the man before him, feeling a heat rise within him. His throat dry, his mind blank, he blurted out, “You look beautiful too, my Master.” As soon as the words left his mouth, he realised his mistake and immediately felt a pang of guilt.

       Chu Yichen was usually indulgent, letting him do as he pleased. But once they stepped into their BDSM dynamic and assumed their roles, there was no room for him to challenge his Master’s authority. Punishments were real and uncompromising. At this moment, speaking without permission—and so brazenly, no less—was undoubtedly grounds for discipline.

       Chu Yichen raised an eyebrow, lightly stroking the riding crop in his hand, “It seems you haven’t been punished in a while. Getting itchy, are we?”

       Just the sight of the crop made Chu Yunhan’s back tingle in anticipation. He quickly lowered his head and earnestly admitted his mistake. “I was wrong, Master.”

       “Get down on the sofa.” He said in a commanding tone.

       Chu Yunhan lay down obediently, waiting for punishment without saying a word. It was obviously a pain that he should hated, but for some reason, he felt an inexplicable excitement. Perhaps it was because the one administering the punishment was Chu Yichen. Imagining the man in his military uniform raising the whip against him, Chu Yunhan felt a restless yearning rise unbidden.

       When did he become completely immersed in this relationship and unable to extricate himself?

       Just when he was distracted, he received a heavy blow on his butt, which made him gasp in pain. The man’s displeased voice came over, “Lift your buttocks and count.”

       He bit his lip, lowered his waist lower, and raised his butt like a puppy stretching to facilitate the whipping. When the whip came down, he trembled slightly and began to count aloud, “One. Master, I was wrong. Two. Master, I was wrong…”

       It took ten strokes in total before it stopped. Five strokes on the left and five on the right, fair and reasonable. Both buttocks were numb with pain, and none was left untouched. The light red whip marks left on the fair skin were symmetrical and perfect. Just when he thought the punishment was over and breathed a sigh of relief, he suddenly received another slap on the butt. This time, just when his whole body was relaxing, it hit the left buttock that had just been reddened. It was particularly painful. He groaned in pain and called out sorrowfully, “Master…”

       “Do you know why you were punished?”

       He racked his brains for a while and couldn’t find the answer, so he had to answer, “I don’t know.”

       “Because I want to.” Chu Yichen’s voice had a playful tone. “Keep in mind that you are my property and everything about you is at my disposal. I can treat you any way I like.” His fingers probed into her hips through a thin layer of gloves, slowly running between the cracks, intentionally or unintentionally skimming over by the secret hole hidden in it, tugging at the exposed underwear, rubbing against the small opening of the hole. After this period of time, that place had long been conditioned to be exceptionally sensitive. Chu Yunhan’s body tensed up at this kind of caress, and his legs trembled slightly as he opened his mouth, “I remember, Master. “

       As a slave, he was showing submission to his master. Just like a downed wolf, it spreads its body on its back, exposing its most vulnerable neck and abdomen to the stronger leader to show submission. As soon as he finished speaking, he felt something pressing against the small hole, pressing it tightly and loosely as if he was looking for a suitable time to invade, but it seemed like it was just a playful tease. Chu Yunhan didn’t dare to move at all. He raised his buttocks high and allowed the other party to ravage him in the most secret place.

       “Want me to go in?” the man asked.

       “This body belongs to you…as long as you are happy…you can do whatever you want…” He said intermittently, his face turned red, and he even closed his eyes in shame.

       “Very good.” The man behind seemed to chuckle and said, “Expose your little hole so I can see clearly.”

       Chu Yunhan buried his face on the sofa in a panic, and moved his hands back to spread his buttocks from the sides, revealing the tender red back hole that was half-hidden under the thong.

       Chu Yichen used his fingers to press the tight hole lightly and heavily and said, “Don’t let go without my order.”

       “…Yes, Master.” He responded resignedly, and the force on his hand became heavier. The punished buttocks were now being gripped hard again; pain and numbness were all wrapped up in one place, stinging as if they were being stabbed with tiny needles. The humiliating position he held and the erotic suggestions he received constantly stimulated his brain, making his entire body flush with lust.

       Then, the fingers that had been lingering outside finally reached in. The gloves were removed, and the hot tunnel quickly warmed the lubricant covering the fingers. The invasion was forceful, but also gentle, opening up the tight corridor bit by bit, and entering deeper into the tight hole. The feeling of being penetrated was so clear that Chu Yunhan’s tight legs couldn’t help but tremble, and his hole instinctively contracted to repel foreign objects.

       ‘Pats’

       Chu Yunhan received another slap on the butt, and the man said in a deep voice, “Relax.”

       He pursed his lips and forced himself to adapt. Normally, he would be a little nervous when having sex between the two of them, but today, it was even worse. Whenever he thought about what would happen later, his whole body would be on fire. He was nervous and excited at the same time, and he couldn’t calm down at all. The front part of the c0ck also tilted up unconsciously.

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       Early in the morning, the atmosphere in the conference room on the 12th floor of Golden Eagle Group’s headquarters was already tense. This time, the new project was a cross-industry investment in the animation and gaming sector. The directors from the Network Technology Department, Planning Department, Finance Department, and Operations Department each stuck to their own opinions, arguing back and forth in a heated debate, making it difficult to reach any conclusion.

       Chu Yunhan, seated at the head of the table, fiddled with the pen in his hand while watching the lively discussion with interest. It wasn’t until the directors had nearly exhausted their energy that he gave a light cough.

       The conference room immediately quieted down, and all eyes turned toward him.

       These individuals were the backbone of the company, each an expert in their respective fields, and normally quite proud and difficult to impress. When Chu Yunhan had first arrived and taken the position of vice president, many assumed he had relied on connections to get there and were thoroughly unconvinced, treating him with little regard. Chu Yunhan understood that to gain a foothold, he needed to demonstrate real capability. Over the course of just two months, he worked tirelessly, leveraging nearly all his connections, and successfully secured two major government tender projects. This transformed his reputation from ‘useless rich kid’ to ‘someone who knows what they’re doing’. He was decisive in his actions, innovative, and adept at utilising his network. His management style emphasised results, with a principle of ‘get the work done, and I won’t interfere with the rest’, and he was generous with bonuses. As a result, he was quite popular among employees, especially the female staff.

       These directors, having dealt with him for some time, had come to understand his way of working. While he appeared approachable, he had his own ideas and was someone who ‘ignored minor issues but made the big decisions’. So, despite their earlier quarrels, they now quieted down to hear his perspective.

       Chu Yunhan was sitting upright, looking dignified and energetic in a dark blue suit. He put down the pen he’d been fiddling with, swept his gaze calmly over everyone, and began speaking, “I’ve reviewed all your proposals. They’re thorough, well-reasoned, and highly informative. It’s clear that each of you has put considerable effort into researching the market and technical aspects.”

       He raised his eyebrows slightly and shifted his tone, “However, focusing solely on the difficulties will obscure the hope for success. This investment carries risks and challenges, but breaking the ice always comes at a cost. Once we tap into the second-dimension market, the returns will be substantial. We need to proceed cautiously but also boldly. Rather than just listing risks and challenges, I want to see suggestions on how to break through and methods to mitigate risks. I’ll give you three days to prepare. In three days, I hope to hear more constructive opinions. That’s all for today.”

       After efficiently wrapping up the morning meeting and returning to his office, the secretary, Irene, walked in holding a bouquet of flowers and said, “Chairman Chu, these flowers are for you. Today, it’s red roses.”

       Chu Yunhan glanced at it and said, “Help me find a vase to put it in.”

       “Understood.” Irene replaced the sunflowers in the vase with the red roses. As she arranged them, she commented, “Chairman Chu, your girlfriend is really thoughtful, sending flowers at the same time every day.”

       He smiled and said nothing.

       After changing the water in the vase, Irene placed it in its usual spot on the desk and left the room.

       Chu Yunhan gazed at the bouquet of red roses, encircled with baby’s breath, and felt a surge of emotion. Flowers, gifts, candlelight dinners… The tricks he once used to woo girls were now used to court him. Chu Yichen, as always, was relentless in his approach. For two straight months, he sent one bouquet every day without any duplicates.

       It felt a bit awkward to constantly receive gifts without reciprocating. Perhaps he should give something in return? But what? A trinket like a tie clip, wallet, or watch? Or something practical, like a razor, shoes, or a mug?

       Thinking of a mug, Chu Yunhan recalled last night. Feeling thirsty, he had casually grabbed Chu Yichen’s cup to drink water, only to realise it was the same one he’d given him in high school, now well-worn. After he finished drinking, Chu Yichen grasped his wrist and took two sips directly from the spot Chu Yunhan had drunk from, pressing his lips to the rim. The image of Chu Yichen’s elegant neck, slightly tilted jawline to form a beautiful angle, and the motion of his Adam’s apple as he swallowed.

       His body felt hot again for no apparent reason.

       He took a deep breath and looked down at the report. After looking at the case, he grabbed a few forms and went out. He greeted the staff in the elevator with a serious expression. He walked into the president’s office with a face that he had to discuss important business and then sat down. He got on the sofa and said, “Don’t send flowers in the future.”

       “What’s wrong?” The man behind the large desk looked at him and asked.

       “It’s interfering with my work.” He said uncomfortably, “Whenever I look up, I see them, and when I see them, I get lost in thought, and when I get lost in thought… I think of you.”

       Chu Yichen curled his lips, “When you think of me, I am also thinking of you.”

       Chu Yunhan’s face turned red. He couldn’t bear it and made a motion of vomiting. He said, “You can say such cringy things without changing your face. I’m impressed.”

       The man smiled and sat down next to him and said, “You don’t like the flowers today?”

       He glanced at the closed door, leaned down, found a comfortable position, stretched out his legs, put his head on the other person’s lap, and said, “Red rose… I thought you wouldn’t give such an explicit flower.”

       “Today is the anniversary.” Chu Yichen said, “The day I first met you.”

       Chu Yunhan was stunned and said, “Today?”

       “En.”

       “You remember things from so long ago.” He was stunned. “It’s not possible that you fell in love with me at first sight back then, right? Though I was pretty cute as a kid, you were way too precocious! Do you know that kind of thing counts as paedophilia? Oh, right, you were a kid too… Wait, were you already… like that back then?”

       Chu Yichen let him talk nonsense and played with the ends of his soft hair and then his round earlobes with his long fingers. Chu Yunhan was ticklish, so he reached over, grabbed his waist and pressed it on his waist. “Your hands are so free; why not massage the waist for me.” Then he muttered in a low voice, “Last time I was tied up like that, it wasn’t comfortable at all, and my waist is still sore after two days…”

       “Uncomfortable?” The man teased while massaging his waist, “You screamed in ecstasy that night, and you ejaculated so fast.”

       His face was completely red now, and he reached out to block Chu Yichen’s mouth while saying, “Shut up…”. However, the other party caught his hand and kissed him lightly on the palm of his hand. This gentle gesture made Chu Yunhan’s heart feel numb and itchy, and he felt inexplicably moved. He rolled over and sat up, then hooked his arms around the man’s neck and brought his lips together.

       Since the two’s hearts were already connected, Chu Yunhan was more proactive, and Chu Yichen was less restrained. The kiss between the two was direct and rough, which was unique to men, biting, licking, and sucking like two beasts fighting to the death. It was like they wanted to swallow each other alive.

       After finally separating, Chu Yunhan gasped and stretched his legs to kneel on Chu Yichen’s body. The two faced each other and kissed again. While he was kissing him, he was touching him naughtily. The man was also aroused by his teasing and gave him a heavy slap on his buttocks. He then said in a low and hoarse voice, “Get off.”

       Chu Yunhan just pretended not to hear, lowered his head and kissed Chu Yichen’s neck like a puppy, which made people feel itchy. Helpless and amused, the man untied his belt, took it out and tied the two troublemaking hands behind his back. Then he pulled down his underwear and released his already erect c0ck. Chu Yunhan’s c0ck was of moderate length and thickness, light in colour, and clean and delicate.

       “You are so brave, not afraid of being seen by the people coming in?” Chu Yichen took hold of his c0ck and stroked it slowly.

       “Bai Xiao is outside…”

       Bai Xiao was well aware of the true relationship between the two of them and would certainly block anyone from coming in, which was why this guy felt so confident. The man curved his lips into a smile, lightly grazing his fingertips over the rim of Chu Yunhan’s collar, and softly said, “Slave, spread your legs a bit wider.”

       When Chu Yunhan heard the word ‘slave’, his body uncontrollably became more aroused. He spread his legs further, sitting completely on the man’s lap. He opened his legs wide and allowed the other man to torment the arousal between his legs. Chu Yichen’s hand left him unable to resist, and the movements of the stroke became faster and faster, and his breathing became more and more rapid. The moans he suppressed came out in small pieces, and a thin layer of sweat spread on his back along with his toes that curled up uncomfortably. However, a feeling of emptiness welled up in his back hole, as if he were a hungry and thirsty vagabond longing to be filled.

       “Hmm… Master…” Chu Yunhan’s eyelashes were misted with water, and his vision was a little blurry, and he said intermittently, “Hold me…please…”

       This is not the first time he has asked for sex. During this period of mutual love, the two of them had done it many times, but Chu Yichen had not once physically entered him, nor had he ever used any means other than those stipulated in the agreement. This stubborn man was still sticking to that damn contract.

       It was the same at this moment. Chu Yunhan could feel the man’s erection close to him, but Chu Yichen still couldn’t bear to do anything. He felt depressed, and his interest suddenly waned. He gritted his teeth and said, “Resign.”

       It was the safe word. He used it for the first time.

       The man’s movements stopped and he looked at him in dismay.

       “Untie me.” He turned away.

       Chu Yichen said nothing and loosened his belt for him.

       Chu Yunhan pulled on his trousers and headed out the door but stopped when he reached the door. After a moment of silence, he said softly, “If you are not interested in me, go find another sub. One-to-many… I have no objection.” After saying that, he quickly left the room.

       As soon as he stepped out, his face fell, dark and gloomy, looking quite intimidating. This immediately led the secretaries to speculate whether Vice President Yun had been scolded by the Chairman due to some work-related mistake.

       Chu Yunhan didn’t even return to his office. Instead, he immediately ordered Bai Yang to drive him home. The moment he entered, he headed straight to Chu Yichen’s room and started rummaging through everything. Du Chuan, noticing the chaotic scene and Chu Yunhan’s apparent determination to turn the room upside down, turned pale. Trembling, he tried to dissuade him, saying, “Young Master Yun, Young Master doesn’t allow anyone to touch his things in this room… Young Master Yun, this is going to be impossible to clean up if you keep doing this… Oh, that box cannot be touched—”

       The green paper box on the top of the cabinet was knocked over, and the contents were scattered all over the floor.

       There were childhood toys.

       There were origami frogs and birds.

       There were messy notes.

       There was a collection of badges.

       There were also a bunch of various trinkets.

       They were all given by him.

       These fragmentary objects related to the two of them were well preserved by Chu Yichen.

        Chu Yunhan was momentarily stunned. It felt like biting into a green apple—sour and astringent. He sat on the carpet, picking up and examining each item before placing it back, muttering to himself as he worked, “Why would he keep all this junk…”

       His effort finally bore fruit. Just when he had nearly torn apart the entire room, he finally found what he wanted—the contract—in the mezzanine of a copy of “Finance and Economics” on the shelf.

       What kind of lunatic hides something like this in a book like this… He cursed secretly in his heart and returned to his room, leaving a teary-eyed Du Chuan with a mess on the floor.

       Chu Yichen had a busy schedule today. He had social activities outside in the evening, and it was midnight when he returned. He stood by Chu Yunhan’s room door. After a moment of hesitation, he decided not to knock. But just as he was about to leave, the door opened. Chu Yunhan stood there, glaring at him. 

       “Still not asleep?” Chu Yichen asked.

       “Come in.” He dropped the two words and headed back inside. He walked to the table and picked up two pieces of paper. He waved them at Chu Yichen, who followed him and said, “Both contracts are here.” One was his own copy, while the other was the one he’d found in Chu Yichen’s room earlier that afternoon.

       When he returned, the man had already heard Du Chuan talk about this matter, and now he just looked at him quietly.

       Chu Yunhan used his hands hard, tore the contract into pieces with three strokes, five divided by two, and said, “It’s void now.”

       Tearing up the contract was equivalent to ending the relationship.

       There was some suppressed sadness in Chu Yichen’s eyes, and he asked, “Don’t you even want to hear an explanation?”

       “I don’t want to hear it.” He picked up two more pieces of paper and handed them over, saying, “Sign it.”

       Chu Yichen took the papers and, after glancing at them, looked up in astonishment, “You…”

       “What? Are you going to sign or not?” Chu Yunhan pretended to be impatient and cut off Chu Yichen’s words. His face slightly flushed as he averted his gaze, “This is my only request. If you don’t agree, forget it.”

       On the paper, the table of options was completely blank, except for the section labeled ‘Acceptable Relationship’, where only ‘One-on-One’ was checked. At the bottom, there was a bold, flamboyant signature.

       CChu Yichen lowered his gaze and smiled. Walking to the table, he leaned over and signed his name. “Didn’t you say this morning that you didn’t mind me finding other subs?”

       “I regretted it, can’t I?” He said gloomily, “Put it in the same place. Otherwise, if I want to regret it again one day, it will be very inconvenient to find it.”

       “Okay.”

       “What’s your explanation?”

       “Didn’t you just say you didn’t want to hear it?”

       “Now I want to.”

       “I was afraid it would remind you of those… unpleasant memories.”

       Hearing this, Chu Yunhan’s heart sank with a twinge of sourness. This man, who feared nothing and no one, was actually afraid of something.

       This man was afraid he would remember being forced into things. Afraid of making him feel panic. Afraid of scaring him. And so, he endured. All of his hesitation, his caution, his concerns, and his self-restraint had been for him.

       Chu Yunhan walked over, tilted his head, and gave him a light kiss on his thin lips. In a soft voice, he said, “From this moment on, everything about me belongs to you, Master.”

       My body is yours to command, my gaze yours to lead, my heart yours to hold. Everything about me is given to you.

       From this moment and for eternity.

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       Chu Yunhan had said many sweet nothings in the past. They were usually directed at women, beginning with romantic words that left the other party’s heart fluttering and gaze softening. What followed was a kiss, and if the kiss stirred emotions, it naturally led to some joyful moments. He was well-versed in this routine. 

       But now, the other party was a man—and, by their roles, that man was the one on top. That earlier confession had already drained all his courage, and the lingering kiss had left his body weak and his mind muddled, with no clue what to do next. It wasn’t until he felt the other man’s fingertips gently brush the corner of his eye that he opened his eyes tremblingly. He saw Chu Yichen looking at him, and his face flushed with embarrassment. Dryly, he muttered, “I’m hungry. Shall we have breakfast?”

       “Okay.” The man replied.

       He waited for a long time, but the other party didn’t move. Bewildered, he blinked.

       “The door is too narrow. You’ll have to let me go first before we can get out,” Chu Yichen said, a smile forming on his lips and tenderness filling his eyes.

       Even the tips of Chu Yunhan’s ears were red. Like being jolted by electricity, he hastily released the arms he had wrapped around the other man’s waist and tried to step away to flee, only to stop again. Hesitantly, he said, “I… I don’t want to go to work today…”

       “Okay.”

       “Then I… will accompany you today. Is that okay?” He pressed forward anxiously.

       “Okay.” The man answered indulgently.

       At the round dining table, the two of them sat on either side, separated by a little girl in the middle. While Chu Yunhan nibbled on a soup dumpling, he couldn’t help but sneak glances at Chu Yichen. But the moment their eyes met, his face turned red, like a traffic light switching to stop.

       Yuanyuan looked at him worriedly and asked: “Did Uncle Han catch a cold and have a fever? Why is your face so red?” Because she lived with two ‘Uncles Chu’, to distinguish them easily, she changed her name and called Chu Yunhan ‘Uncle Han’, another ‘Uncle Chen’.

       Seeing the teasing curve at the corners of Chu Yichen’s lips, Chu Yunhan mumbled awkwardly, “No, It’s just a bit hot.” 

       Yuanyuan let out an ‘oh’ and obediently resumed eating. Once she finished, Chu Yunhan prepared to take her to kindergarten. When she walked to the door, she found that the driver, old Zhao, was already waiting by the car and said, “Young Master said you didn’t have a good rest last night and asked me to drive.”

       That person was always so considerate toward him. Warmth filled Chu Yunhan’s heart as he nodded and got into the car. When he returned, he discovered that Chu Yichen hadn’t gone to the office either. Instead, he had temporarily moved his work into the study. In the study, the senior members of the Black Eagle Society—Hei Yu, Bai Xiao, Lan Xue, Qing Feng, and others—were sitting on the sofas in a circle, seemingly discussing something important.

       As soon as he walked in, the room fell silent. Over a dozen pairs of eyes turned to him simultaneously, some glaring at him with open hostility. Chu Yunhan understood that it was because he had put the young master they loyally protected into danger several times, leaving him battered and scarred. If not for Chu Yichen’s intervention, they would have torn him to pieces and fed him to the dog long ago. The fact that they hadn’t told him to leave was already a sign of respect for him. Feeling awkward, he said, “You guys talk, I’ll first…”

       “Didn’t you say you’d keep me company today?” Chu Yichen interrupted, looking up from his documents. He casually patted the seat beside him and said, “Come here.”

       At that, all the gazes turned to surprise. Even Hei Yu, who usually had a stoic expression, slightly opened his mouth, exchanging a glance with Bai Xiao. Bai Xiao raised an eyebrow and smirked faintly at Chu Yunhan but said nothing.

       He stiffened his neck and walked over, hesitating for a moment. The sofa was for three people, and Chu Yichen was sitting in the middle with no intention of moving. This meant that no matter which side Chu Yunhan chose, he would end up pressed close to the other man. His face grew hot again. Finally, he sat on the left, his heart pounding like a rabbit’s, though he forced himself to appear nonchalant. “You’re discussing confidential matters. It’s not appropriate for me to listen.”

       “I have nothing to keep secret from you.” Chu Yichen said this lightly, turned to Hei Yu and said, “Continue.”

       Hei Yu paused briefly before resuming, discussing plans to take over the Sheng family’s territory in J City. But Chu Yunhan didn’t hear a word. That one sentence from Chu Yichen had set his heart racing like a shrimp being steamed alive.

       He thought he could be considered good at saying sweet nothings and coaxing people.

       He hadn’t expected this man’s words to be utterly lethal… Compared to him, his own efforts were utterly insignificant.

       Distracted, Chu Yunhan sat there, pretending to flip through the documents Chu Yichen had handed him, though he didn’t absorb a single word. Just sitting side by side like this—the brush of their clothes, the touch of their elbows, the occasional meeting of their gazes—was enough to leave him completely unfocused.

       Chu Yichen indeed had a lot of work to handle and worked nonstop from morning until noon. Likely tired from the lack of sleep the previous night, he asked Du Chuan to bring in a cup of hot coffee. Chu Yunhan frowned and said, “Don’t drink that.”

       The comment was abrupt. Noticing everyone looking at him, his face turned slightly red, and he softly added, “It’s not good for your health.”

       The man smiled, his thin lips curving into a pleasing arc, “Alright, I’ll have tea instead.”

       He smiled like this, with a hint of doting, which made Chu Yunhan feel like he was trapped in a steamy sauna with a fierce stove fire, and his whole body was so hot that he was about to smoke. Hastily, he found an excuse, “I’ll step out to make a call…” and fled the study, defeated.

       The senior members, seeing their interactions, roughly pieced things together and sighed inwardly, “So the iron tree has finally bloomed.” Taking the hint, they quickly wrapped up the most important matters and left, leaving their afternoon to their young master, who had a complicated relationship.

       After lunch, the two of them walked in the yard for a while. When passing by the pond, he was afraid that Thor would come out again, so he coughed and said, “Let’s head back.” Chu Yichen said nothing and grabbed his hand.

       The warmth from the slender fingers and dry palms warmed his hands little by little, as if his heart had settled down.

       Hand in hand, they walked forward.

       Just like childhood.

       At this moment, Chu Yunhan seemed to see a vision of two children, hand in hand, laughing as they crossed a small pond. A faint ripple stirred in his heart. He clasped the other man’s hand in return, their fingers interlocking like an unbreakable lock. As they neared the doorway, neither let go. They walked inside, still holding hands, under the gaze of the household staff. Chu Yunhan felt that after today’s ordeal, his face had grown a layer thicker. Resigned, he blushed and said, “I’m a bit tired. Do you… want to take a nap with me?”

       “Okay.” Chu Yichen was like an unprincipled parent who doted on his children. This was the word he said the most today.

       Both of their intentions were the same—to ensure the other wasn’t too tired, resulting in perfect harmony.

       The master bedroom carried a faint sandalwood scent that was calming and soothing. Yet now, lying side by side with Chu Yichen, Chu Yunhan’s heart was racing so wildly he couldn’t settle down. Afraid of disturbing the other, he forced himself to remain as still as a corpse, not daring to move.

       “You staying like that is making it hard for me to sleep too,” Chu Yichen said with a helpless chuckle. Turning on his side, he said, “Turn this way.”

       Chu Yunhan turned his face, and under the shared blanket, he found himself face-to-face with the man. His gaze accidentally fell on the bit of neck exposed beneath the collar, and the memories of that whip strike flashed through his mind, filling him with regret. Reaching out hesitantly, he lightly touched the spot, only for his hand to be caught.

       “Want it?” Chu Yichen asked.

       Chu Yunhan was stunned for a moment before he realised what the other party meant. His face was on fire, and he said in a low voice, “No.” Then he said softly, “I just… want to see. Is that okay?”

       He wanted to see the scars.

       The man was silent for a moment before pulling the blanket up, enveloping both of their heads entirely. Then he guided the hand he had caught to rest gently on the first button of his pyjamas.

       The entire world shrunk to a blanket and two people.

       In the pitch-black space, Chu Yunhan could feel only the other’s steady breathing and the warmth of his body through the fabric. He fumbled to undo the buttons, one by one, until his hand came into contact with—

       Bare skin. Scalding. Marked with scars.

       His movements faltered for a moment, his hand trembling slightly. In the darkness, he traced his fingers over the chest inch by inch, gingerly feeling the uneven scars. His fingertips lingered over each deep groove as if he could feel the sharp pain they once caused, as though the piercing agony was cutting through his own body now. As his fingers moved, each scar became an indelible mark of guilt etched on his heart, a reminder of the mistakes he had made that could never be erased.

       Chu Yunhan’s palm came to rest over the spot where the bullet wound was—just as Zhang Juan had pressed his hand to it once before. Beneath the layers of skin, muscle, and bone, he felt the steady thumping of a heart.

       One beat. Then another. 

       Fortunately, this man is still alive.

       Fortunately, this man is still with him.

       Chu Yunhan’s eyes were filled with tears. He pressed his lips together tightly and leaned forward to wrap his arms around the man. He held him tightly, like an animal clinging to a piece of driftwood in a flood, the kind of embrace that spoke of desperation and a refusal to let go. His voice trembled as he choked out, “Does it still hurt…”

       “It doesn’t hurt anymore.” After Chu Yichen said that, he felt a little wet on his chest. He reached out and touched Chu Yunhan’s head and said, “It’s all in the past.”

       The furry head in his arms shifted slightly, accompanied by the sound of sniffling.

       “Go to sleep,” Chu Yichen said. He tried to pull the blanket down a little to expose his head, but Chu Yunhan pressed it down firmly, unwilling to let it budge. Knowing that he was trying to hide his tearful face, Chu Yichen chuckled. “Aren’t you afraid of suffocating?”

       “It’s not stuffy.” His voice was muffled, nasal from crying.

       “You’re just going to sleep like this?”

       “En.” He nuzzled into Chu Yichen’s arms again and changed into a comfortable position.

       The man smiled and hugged him.

       Under the blanket, the two of them were pressed so close together that their heartbeats became indistinguishable from one another.

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