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“And God blessed them, and said unto them,” Father Chi’s voice rang through the walls of the church - catching on people’s attention. He stood proud behind the lectern, his presence alone banishing the air of disobedience.
Father Chi glanced down to his bible, then back up, “Be fruitful, and multiply, and replenish the earth, and subdue it,”
He walked from the lectern, completely and utterly absorbed into the words he was preaching, voice raising not to yell but to ensure no one had any other choice but to listen. “And have dominion over the fish of the sea…and over the fowl of the air,” he raised a hand stroking illusory feathers of birds flocking overhead.
“And over every living thing that moveth upon the earth.” the fathers voice dimmed turning to something almost poetic, as though he didn’t just envision the words in his mind, but that they settled over his heart.
“What does this tell us, brothers and sisters?”
Father Chi halted his ponderous walk, turning to cast a gaze over the plentitude of worshippers who regarded him as God’s very flesh and blood. He smiled.
Whispers evoked through the silence like crickets, but only one man’s hand rose.
“Yes,”
Magnatudes of eyes bored into the devotee, watching as his mouth moved but no words fell out, his palms slid over the course material of his jeans, “Uhm, well…father this tells us that uhm, humanity as a whole shall be responsible for repopulating the earth,”
Attention snapped like a rubber band everyone’s eyes gathered to their leader who was dipping his hands into his pockets, hips slightly canted out. His smile never wavering.
“Precisely brother,” he praised, and the devotee’s rigid posture went slack, a kept breath escaping his lungs. “But, do any of you know the deeper meaning?”
Women and men's heads turned to each other once more - searching, whilst children’s gazes bounced around the walls ogling the stained glass, some whispering and giggling.
Father Chi watched them intently, surveying every face of doubt.
“See,” Father began, “What makes this verse special is that it’s God's blessing, as much as it is his command.”
He turned, ambling towards the abandoned lectern rubbing a hand over his chin - there he leaned against it knuckles whitening as they came to grip the corners. People gathered near the edges of their seats, their gazes cemented as though it were only the father within the room. No words came for what felt like minutes but people waited like puppies with their tails wagging.
“God blessed us in more ways than one, look around brothers and sisters,” he finally raised his head, eyes glossy with the flint of devotion. “ God provides us with what we need to prosper,”
Silent amens littered the untouched silence.
“Food…shelter…knowledge, down to the very soil our children play on,” Father continued, his smile widened, voice mellowing around the edges. Glowing sunlight poured through prismatic windows - the rainbow colors catching on oak wood furniture.
“So, who are we to not give thanks to our merciful creator,” Father Chi bellowed, his hand coming to rest over his heart as though he could feel the warmth expanding throughout his chest. “Who are we to deny our generous creator of more children after all that he has done for us.”
Devotees began standing from the pews, their eyes slick - hands clasped before their chest. Praises spewed from their lips, their voices high and cracking ever so slightly. “Amen, Father, amen!” one young man shouted, wetness pouring down his ruby cheeks.
“God only asks us for two things, brothers and sisters,” Father cleared his throat, “That is for us to put our faith in him, and to get inevitably closer to him,”
Father Chi began to gather his bible and notes with the care of someone dismantling a bomb - watching through his brow of the men and women rejoicing as though they felt his words seeping into their veins.
“If I must end our sermon on an endearing note,” The father stacked his belongings together before walking around to stand before the lectern - his tongue poked his cheek whilst the people ogled as if they were a second from dropping to their knees.
“It would be that if our almighty god can be crucified for our very sins, the least we could do is give him what he wants,” Father Chi grinned even as it didn’t quite reach his eyes, “and that brothers and sisters is an earth full of people.”
The church irritated with joyous cries as children began flooding from their seats all dancing and laughing. Father Chi minded them with a slight tilt of the head - lungs flourishing with a breath that might burst them. One man stood from the pew throat contracting with a thick swallow.
“Father?” he inquired, “Do you have plans to have children?”
The father let his attention drift to the man as he crossed his arms before his chest. It lingered there only for a moment. Then it drifted, to a lone shape perched in the very front pew. There he met a pair of dulcet eyes just under a head of sable waves. He let his lips uncurl, eyes widening just a fracture.
“Brother,” he resonated, “Would I have the right to call myself a man of god, if I were not to follow his very command?”
A montage of oranges, pinks, and purples dust over the vast mountains, shimmering through the trees that sway with the crisp breeze. Suo Wei began to feel his eyelids grow heavy, his jaw unhinging with another yawn that dampened his waterlines. Each limb felt as heavy as soaked sand - a mute ache sprouting throughout his lower back.
“What a pretty sunset,”
Xiao Shuai pulls another slice of peach from his bowl, the juice dripping down his fingers and wrist, he takes a bite, lips glistening. Suo Wei hums, watching the sun slowly tucking into its bed. Fingers scraped over his scalp, twirling small tufts of the locks.
He angles his head in Shuai’s lap, attention sweeping over the vast fields, the tall mountains that hid their community from outsiders - to the pair of solid figures lingering in the near distance. His gaze danced over Father Guo whose mouth parted with words unintelligible to his ears, the older man's arm stretched out gesturing to the leisurely growing church. He looked focused. Brows creased, and chest raising with each sentence.
Suo Wei sweeps over to the other figure - Father Chi. He is just as focused. Chin resting in his hand, gaze fully locked onto the other man. He gives a few nods, lips enunciating a few silent words.
Xiao Shuai prattles in the background, his breath sweet and fresh. But Suo Wei can’t hear him. Every word sounds foreign, muffled from the noise trumpeting his mind. He inhales, chest raising and making room for the earthy aroma coating the flurry of air.
Then he blinks.
It’s slow - almost thoughtful. As if he didn’t know whether he wanted to rest or continue watching the day coming to an end. They open half mast and Suo Wei can feel his heart skip a beat.
Hazel irises pour into his own - all consuming and captivating.
Suo Wei parts his lips, a broken breath spilling out, he can feel a burning sensation pressing against the back of his orbs just as Father Chi’s head tilts. He can’t hold his gaze. Suo Wei’s chin trembled before he eventually decided to turn away.
“Huh? Is everything okay, Wei Wei?”
Xiao Shuai pauses his momentarily endearment - the fruit laying mushed up between his molars. He watches as the other boy twists, his heavy limbs slightly dragging against the rusted walnut porch. Then he falls back down - his head continues to rest in Shuai’s lap but now his face presses deeply into his abdomen.
He doesn't answer, just rests there. Suo Wei’s shoulders tingle at the returning
feeling of those fingertips - he allows the other boy's floral scent to soothe his overbearing nerves.
An eccentric sensation washed over his nape, burning and prickly. But he ignored it, burying his face completely into Shuai’s warmth.
Some tears glide down his cheeks absorbing into the other’s ivory blouse, and he can’t help but let the thoughts of his uncle consume his mind. If he were out looking for him. If he even noticed the absence of his nephew. His heart panged because deep down he knew the truth - no one had blinked an eye to him vanishing.
His mother and father would have though.
Suo Wei sniffles, his knees hiking up and arms coming to enclose around his chest. Xiao Shuai hums a small tune, and Suo Wei can feel his brain attempt to calm down.
Were they looking down upon him from heaven? He had never considered that. What were they thinking? Did they bear witness to his uncle's cruelty?
All these rampant thoughts but none lead to an answer. His temples throbbed, his tongue tasted like bitter bile - and Suo Wei just wanted to get some sleep. He hadn’t slept much since sharing the night with Father Chi - his own mind had become a calamity.
But for some reason, his parents remained at the forefront. He hadn’t missed them so bad since childhood, but now it was as if he were experiencing that heartbreak all over again.
If they were still alive would he be here, or have to endure feeling as though he were the only person on earth.
What did his parents even look like?
Suo Wei slams his eyes shut squeezing away the visions of broken glass scattered on coarse pavement, his ears ringing with the distant wailing of sirens.
He tried to focus on anything else. The distant chirp of children’s voices as they screamed through the fields in a game of tag. Xiao Shuai’s faint massage that had once begun to lull him into drowsiness. Even the brisk gust of wind sweeping over his exposed legs.
Suo Wei began to shift, the button of his denim shorts becoming too tight around his abdomen. His limbs tingled with the need to move.
“Are you feeling okay, Suo Wei?” Xiao Shuai stills his hand peering down at his friend with a growing frown.
Suo Wei didn’t answer for a moment, his eyes cracked open as he sighed through his nose. He felt bad for worrying his friend - which made this all consuming feeling of being a burden worsen.
“M’ fine,”
“It’s just uhm…I’ve noticed you haven’t been talking much…or eating,”
Suo Wei’s head raises frowning at Shuai’s pitiful sight. His sepia orbs held a thin coat of tears, bottom lip trembling even as he tried to nibble on another peach. The other boy sniffled trying to cover up a damp whimper.
“Shuai Shuai,” Suo Wei began as he laid his head back down, his arms came to encircle around his friends lithe hips, “I’ve just been a little homesick is all.”
In the distance a bell chimes, evoking a flood of children rushing down to the dining hall, but Suo Wei and Xiao Shuai remain seated. Shuai’s head tilts ever so slightly, his incisors grazing over the fruit.
“Do you miss your uncle?”
Suo Wei swallows around a knot, “I’m not sure,”
It wasn’t his uncle that he missed, but something that he never really had to begin with. A family.
The bed had become Suo Wei’s haven - it didn’t judge him, look at him with scrutiny, or make him feel like he didn’t belong. It simply welcomed him into its restful sheets, wrapping around his body like a tight hug.
He wasn’t sure how long it had been since Shuai’s knuckles had fallen against his sealed door. The boy’s voice drifted into his room dripping with a quiet sadness that made a pit of aversion form in his gut.
Suo Wei didn’t answer, he couldn’t find the energy to do so.
Time slithered by and his only entertainment had been boring into the ivory walls before his face - his mind hadn’t slowed down even after Xiao Shuai’s earlier attempt to soothe him.
He wanted to crawl out of bed and go join the other brothers and sisters, but he stopped himself every time Father Chi’s harsh words trickled into his mind like poison.
Maybe that’s why he feels this way.
He hadn’t felt the same since Father Chi made it clear he could have abandoned him like everyone else. Suo Wei had drifted into their land with hopes of belonging, just like he heard those random strangers on the street say. They spoke of the Father as a savior, someone who never looked down on anyone regardless of their circumstances.
So why was he any different? Maybe it is because Suo Wei appeared ungrateful. That had to be it.
Father Chi had provided him with so much and Suo Wei couldn’t even thank him properly.
Suo Wei felt his throat tighten, curling himself deeper into the sheets as though he could hide from his own tortuous thoughts.
All he managed to do was cry, pleading for the father to stop when the older man only tried to properly welcome him into the family. His family.
Suo Wei could think of one way to make up for it, and that was to unburden him with his presence.
Moonlight poured into the quaint room shimmering through the lucent windows, illuminating parts of the room and hiding from the dark corners. Suo Wei slipped from the bed, his feet light against the wood floor - body coursing with restless electricity. He padded over to a small dresser wrenching open the squeaky thing - teeth worrying his bottom lip.
Suo Wei hadn’t felt this rush since he escaped his barbaric uncle's hold. He began to pull things out of the drawers like a mad man - panties, the skirts and gowns the brothers and sisters had happily gifted him. Every few seconds he would stop, eyes widening, holding his breath to listen.
But, people were fast asleep, a few snores told him as they drifted down the hallway.
Everything fell crammed into his worn backpack, the one with pale pink threads that hung loose in random locations. His bunny charm dangled with each movement - staring up at him with voidless glass eyes.
Suo Wei’s muscles stiffened, his breath coming in short spurts, every second felt closer to an impending doom he couldn’t name. His zipper sounded like a trumpet in the sedated night.
Shrugging on his backpack, Suo Wei all but crawled on his knees over to his boots. His fingers tingled to the cool touch of leather, the umber material barely perceptible in the darkness.
He lingered, nibbling on his lower lip, the decision of wearing them out or putting them on after leaving weighed heavy in his mind.
Suo Wei couldn’t risk the chance of being caught.
Every step to the door felt as though he were trudging into a lion's den. He felt a frigid line of sweet stream down his temple, his chest raising as though his lungs were not getting enough oxygen.
Suo Wei swallowed, his hands twitching, folding and unfolding as they hovered over the knob.
After he opened this door there was no going back. He would be on his own again, which seemed to be the better choice.
The door opened, hinges whining and alerting anyone who so happened to be awake. Suo Wei prayed there was no one.
Lingering just before the door was a plate. Filled to the brim with food that had grown cold and somewhat stale. Accompanying it was a tall glass of red juice, it twinkled in the moonlight.
His vision blurred forcing him to look away, brows scrunching as his jaw worked to prevent a crumbling sob to fall out.
Everything he would be missing lay before him on a plate, untouched, and lonely.
Something felt almost eerie about the night. He could feel it in the way goosebumps were quickly prickling his skin. He tried to still his breath but it only made him feel as though he were suffocating.
The screen door opened centimeter by centimeter. Suo Wei felt his legs shiver with the harsh breeze whooshing up his thin nightgown, then inside to mingle with the toasty air. He set the boots down, jittery legs coming up to sink his foot into one.
He was almost there.
“Going out for a late night stroll?”
Nature seemed to quiet from the pure disdain dripping from the voice's tone. Crickets halted their chirping, the once vivacious squall pacifying. The moon had even become a dispensable spotlight making the boy feel as if he were forced before a crowd of boors.
Suo Wei’s foot dangled in the air, his head swiveling to look at the shadow leaning against one of the porch beams. “Oh…father...” he swallowed.
He was caught on the faint burnt orange smoldering between two fingers - Father Chi stood near, his eyes squinting at Suo Wei as his lips exhaled a river of lazy smoke. He looked almost ethereal if it weren’t for the phlegmatic stare.
The fathers vaguely long hair looked a mess, as though he used his fingers to comb through it instead of a brush. One segment of his inky blouse lay untucked from his correspondent trousers.
Suo Wei’s mouth parted though only a soft breath poured out - his luggage creaked under his tightening fingers. He wanted to say something, anything, but there was no way of escaping that all knowing regard.
“You know sweetheart,” Father Chi began smudging his barely burned cigarette into the banister. He never let his attention drift from the boy - it only intensified. “I believe I’ve been quite considerate with you,”
Suo Wei stuttered but the fathers hand raised, hushing any words the boy dared to speak. He backed up until he could feel the door’s harsh metal cutting into his back, staring wide eyed at the man stalking forward.
“I’ve let you speak with others, skip meals…” he grinded to a halt about a few inches away until his height forced the boy to tilt his head back. Suo Wei could see his chest rising, fingers twitching near his sides. “I’ve even allowed you to ignore me thinking you just needed space,”
“F-father-” Suo Wei began but the words died near the tip of his tongue.
“Here I am growing mad the longer I deny myself of you, and you’re what,” he scoffed, “Planning to run away.”
“N-no- father, I would never- I didn’t,” Suo Wei’s head banged against the door loudly silencing his excuses - jaw aching under the fathers riotous grip. His knees began to weaken, buckling under his light weight, even his stomach began to fill with rocks.
“No?” Father bit out, his grip tightened bruising the frail flesh below, “What should I do with you, Suo Wei?”
“Unngh-” the boy's quivering hands raised to rest against that unruly wrist, his feet shifting wanting to run. “M’ sorry- please please please-”
Father Chi peered down at those trembling rosette lips, his groin fluttering with every plea coursing from them. Before he could think, he lunged forward teeth bearing down on plump flesh eliciting a strangled yelp. Suo Wei’s head thunked once more against the door, his breath panting out in short wisps, mouth moving, opening and shutting not sure what to do.
The hand fell down to grip his slender throat, thumb and forefinger threatening his pulse points. Father Chi grunted becoming more emancipated the longer the boy resisted - his tongue slipping into Suo Wei’s yielding mouth.
The boy felt the muscle gliding over his own, prodding at his inner cheeks, tasting the saliva drooling out. He let out a strangled cry feeling something shoving apart his legs, the hard object budging between his open thighs.
“Ahh- stop…p-please-uhn~” Suo Wei tried to turn his head to suck in much needed oxygen but Father Chi brought him back, grasp tightening around his neck like covert danger. He squirmed hands clutching at whatever he could find which ended up being the fathers arms.
The knee moved, dragging up and down the boy's cunt, father Chi groaned over the pathetic whine Suo Wei breathed into his mouth.
A rush of oxygen drenched Suo Wei’s lungs making his vision spin, their mouths detaching with a wet pop, both heaving and panting.
The father leaned down again making Suo Wei wince, teeth gnawing down on the boy's swollen lip.
“Maybe I should remind you of where you belong,”
The fathers room had felt inviting the first time he entered it. Suo Wei could still remember how his veins buzzed with fuzzy electricity that one night. But now, stumbling into the dim room, his heart drumming against his ribs - Suo Wei could only twist around searching for an escape.
His saucer eyes swept over to the older man who was twisting the door’s lock - he met Suo Wei’s stare, hand busy tugging at his white collar.
The boy stood in the middle of the room, his shoulders rising with each pant - whole body vibrating. He didn’t know what to do. Every image of that night poured back into his memory. Was it gonna happen again?
“Strip.” Father Chi snarled, coming to loom over the frightened boy.
Suo Wei’s skin paled as though every ounce of blood seeped from his veins, his adams apple bobbed, fat tears beginning to cascade down those round cheeks, dripping off of his shivering chin.
“F-father- please I’ll- I’ll never do it again- please,” Suo Wei clasped his hands together, all but dropping to his knees to beg.
The fathers pupils dilated and Suo Wei let his head hang with a silent sob.
There was no getting out of this.
Father Chi observed the boy moving, his hands came up sliding those frilly straps of the garment down willowy shoulders, before he shimmied it down revealing his runty frame. The older man’s hands twitched, jaw tightening up.
Suo Wei covered his chest, those dainty collar bones slightly protruding out. He didn’t touch his panties, the light blue fabric still dug into his motherly hips.
“Go on,” Father Chi breathed, his voice rasping at the edges.
The boy shifted his weight, legs trembling under the frigid air - he let his arms drop, peeling away the flimsy fabric ever so slowly. If the situation were different the movement would feel like a strip tease.
Suo Wei wasted no time covering himself, one arm clutching his chest, the other hand cupping his exposed cunt.
The father swallowed, his groin fluttering with heat, “Now, remove my belt,”
“W-what…” Suo Wei’s head snapped up, his eyes rimmed a deep scarlet.
“You heard me,”
Suo Wei sunk his teeth into his bottom lip, the flesh quivering underneath. His arms reached forward, nimble fingers grazing over the fathers leather belt. He peered up through damp lashes to find the older man watching him with an intent that made his gut plummet.
He began working the silver belt clasp, dragging the leather through each loop, its hissing fracturing through the stagnant ambience. Suo Wei held the material in his hands almost like it were a wild snake, all father Chi could see were his mess of locks.
“Since you want to behave like an insolent child, I guess I’ll punish you like one,”
“Hnghhh~ f-father,”
The older man grasped his belt, finger tips feathering over Suo Wei’s palms. He folded the leather into two letting it drop to his side, “Lean over the bed,”
The boy’s head rose, his face scrunched up, a clear liquid smeared down his nose. His entire body shook like a leaf.
“Go on,”
Suo Wei turned willing his legs made of gelatin to cross the room, he could feel his entire backside burn under the fathers probing. The sheets twisted under his sweaty palms, spine rigid.
Every leaden step coming closer, Suo Wei could feel the panic growing inside. He almost yelped when an arm came under his hips stabilizing them.
Voiceless tears dropped down onto the bed, his legs shifted.
The first crack of leather came down blistering the flesh where his ass met his thigh, a stifled cry tore from his throat burning the tissue on its way out. Suo Wei’s hips faltered, feet slightly slipping against the ground.
It hurt.
Iron seeped over his tastebuds, his tongue throbbing with its own pain. By the second blow Suo Wei’s vision blurred, knees buckling under the leather searing his flesh.
Father Chi yanked his hips up, watching crimson welts aborning the unscathed flesh.
“Uh uh, keep your hips up, boy,”
Suo Wei gasped, bile rising in his throat. He couldn’t bear this form of pain. His whole body went rigid with each spank, he couldn’t even form words to beg for forgiveness.
He had lost count by the time his stomach hit the bed, his will to hold still had fled. His arms were tired, skin feeling as though a lighter were being held up to it.
“S-Stop! I can’t- p-please!” Suo Wei tried to scrabble across the bed but the fathers strong grip reeled his hips up, repositioning them.
“F-father- father M’ sorry!” his wails bounced over each wall, “I wasn’t- I didn’t want to run away… I was scared- please,”
Father Chi went rigid, his thumbs still pressing into the slight fat encompassing the boy's hips. His gaze trailed up Suo Wei's spine, landing on his drenched face.
The sight was harrowing, but the man felt his cock throb against their confines.
His hand dropped down, palm pressing flush against his bulge. “Of what? You were scared of what, Suo Wei?” he breathed.
“I just- I thought maybe you were burdened by me,” the boy wept, sniffling softly. He could hear how pathetic he sounded. A furious blush dusted over his cheeks crawling down his chest, he could hear his heartbeat in his ears.
“Suo Wei, sometimes I can’t tell if you are too naive for your own good or just fucking stupid,” Father Chi’s back pressed against the boys, his hand coming to cup underneath his jaw. The arousal he had been ignoring flooded forward like a rush of blood, his hips canting to grind against Suo Wei’s bruised ass.
“Waahh- M’ not stupid,” Suo Wei hiccuped, he wiggled under the fathers grasp, trying to crawl away.
Two hands splaying over his hips halted any escape, his little body was drug across the sheets.
“Where do you think you’re going now, sweetheart,” Father Chi nuzzled his nose against the boy's hair inhaling that sugared milky scent. His chest swelled, all that anger he felt prior began seeping away replaced with an insatiable hunger he knew all too well. Suo Wei whimpered underneath him, body hidden under the fathers mass.
“Don’t you want a family Suo Wei, I can give you one,” Father Chi’s tone was soft, almost endearing, but Suo Wei could feel the man's rough trousers dragging over the welts adorning his flesh. “I’ll make you a mommy,”
Suo Wei’s eyes widened, his breath stuttering, he could feel Father Chi peel himself away to stand behind his arched ass. The switch in presence made the boy's blood run cold, he knew it very well. It was similar to the first night Father Chi had jumped him.
The boy scampered over the bed, a sudden and overwhelming sense of dread washed over him like a bucket of ice water. But, before he could get far a bruising grip caught his ankle tugging him back. Suo Wei twisted trying to get away but the fathers grip was relentless.
“No! No! Father please- I don’t wanna!” he twisted, feeling the sheets bunch up underneath him.
Father Chi pinned him down, his frail wrists caged under only one of the older man's hands. Suo Wei bucked his hips, head shaking to and fro.
“Hush baby, you know I would never hurt you,” the fathers eyes gleamed, his lips curling to a serene smile. “I’ll give you whatever you want, and more,”
Suo Wei felt the fighting drain from his body, he couldn’t wriggle away just like last time. Just like last time he is a sobbing mess.
This was how he got in this mess.
Father Chi watched the boy’s struggle dull down to his limbs shivering and slightly jerking with each touch. His face scrunched up with silent tears, but he breathed in shakily almost trying to soothe himself.
The boy's lips opened and Father Chi felt himself grow antsier.
“I’ll…I’ll be good this time Father…” Suo Wei hiccuped, “Don’t leave me…”
Something vile and perilous curled deeply in Father Chi’s chest, imbedding in his very ribs. Every sense of rationale vanished, and his teeth bared. The sight before him, Suo Wei trembling with hot tears, going pliant under his palm. This wasn’t good.
The boy peered up at him through lashes that dripped moisture, his bottom lip slightly pouting out. Father Chi reached into his trousers yanking the zipper down. He didn’t even pay mind to fully undressing, he just wanted to sink into Suo Wei’s heady walls, feel them welcome him in and drink up his seed.
“Suo We…you’re going to be the death of me,” Father Chi let his cock spring free, the tip oozing and flushed. Veins bulged down the sides, and it slightly twitched with the need to drive forward.
Suo Wei’s legs tentatively dropped open, his small fingers entangling in the bedding to ground himself for whatever was about to happen. Father Chi drooled at the sight of the boy's chubby cunt glistening under the tawny light - his entrance twitched another bit of arousal leaking out.
Was this the devil tempting him?
Father Chi was unable to decipher, but he knew the longer he withheld from devouring the boy before him he would end up dipping into insanity.
Suo Wei felt something blunt pressing against his still tender entrance. He wanted so badly to snap his knees shut, but he couldn’t disappoint the father this time. He felt a distinct pain scorch through his pelvis, something light brushing over his weeping clit.
“Angh~ah it- it hurts…father-”
The older man watched his cock stretch the boys pliant walls, the pink entrance blushing a deeper fuschia. He groaned, a vein throbbing near his neck. He kept bullying his way inside, the boys' velvet walls pulsating and slickening.
“Shh, it’s okay sweetheart,” his hand cupped Suo Wei’s slack jaw, thumb dipping into that slobbering mouth.
Father Chi bottomed out, his hips pressed flush against the boys shivering ones. He withheld from moving, wanting to soak up the feeling of the other inviting him in.
Suo Wei mewled, something foreign but familiar sparking through his limbs. Father Chi’s cock nudged deeper, bulging out of his tummy. The first drag made the pair shudder together - but the Father wasted no time pushing back in, his head dropping down to watch his cock move in and out.
He wanted more. Wanted to see how far Suo Wei was able to go.
The agonizing endeavor of a slow drag and hollowing thrust commenced, misery and bliss coincided with one another creating a delicious monotony.
“Nngh~ah f-father,” Suo Wei’s sticky thighs shook like a leaf, unable to close due to the broad pistoling hips wedged between. Super-nova’s exploded behind his sealed eyelids, mind coursing with liquid ecstasy. As much as he didn’t want this, he couldn’t help but fall into the abyss of pleasure.
“Oh- you feel so good sweetheart, fuck~” Father Chi draped the boys legs over his shoulder hugging them with his arms. Suo Wei’s body jolted up the bed as he wept, head shaking to and fro. Every cruel movement, and sinful statement brought him closer to that elusive euphoria.
“Remember you wanted this,”
Suo Wei felt his abdomen tighten, his back arching off the bed. Each limb began to tingle his eyes pouring buckets of water.
“Father! Father!”
The older man’s cock harassed a part of Suo Wei that made his cunt pulse, his knuckles whitening in the sheets. Father Chi felt it before it came, how Suo Wei’s entire body locked up, a breathy wail punching from his starved lungs.
Liquid gushed over the bed, down the boy's thighs and soaking Father Chi’s trousers. He had to grip the boy's flailing legs in order to continue assaulting his most sensitive part.
“Nngh~ah n-no…I c-can’t,” Suo Wei’s weak hand pressed against the elders taught abdomen.
He writhed under the father, his nerves felt as though they had been doused in lighter fluid before eagerly lit on fire.
Father Chi had not let up, his hips moved with tenacity, sharp focus on what he understood drove the boy insane. He dropped those quaking legs, before leaning forward feeling Suo Wei's hips canting upwards to meet his viscous thrusts.
“We’ll stop when I say so,” Father Chi breathed, he could feel his orgasm building, white searing through his veins. “You can take it Suo Wei, I thought you wanted to be good for me,”
The boy nodded his head, eyes creased with fresh tears. Suo Wei’s submission was like a drug - prodding at the fathers sadistic nature. He knew the boy couldn’t hold it in anymore, every few thrusts warm liquid squirted out coating his cock, and drenching the bed.
Father Chi felt his orgasm grow stronger the longer he watched the small thing struggling beneath him. His abdomen tightened, legs tensing.
“Suo Wei, sweetheart,” the father held the boy's lulling head, giving it a slight shake until he saw those brown orbs crack open slightly. They are filled with tears, dancing on the edge of a different realm. He whimpered, trying his best to meet the elders' eyes.
“Tell me how bad you want to be a mommy,” Father Chi grinned his hips pressing down to grind against Suo Wei, feeling the boy's legs quaking with another impending orgasm. “Say it, and I’ll stop,”
Suo Wei opened his mouth, his tongue feeling weak, he searched his muddled mind, but only a low whine spilled out.
The father breathed a laugh, straightening up, his hips retracted before he picked up a pace that made Suo Wei scream. The boy’s head came up, mouth dropping open.
Suo Wei couldn’t think straight, he could feel the fathers large hands splaying over his tender thighs, keeping them open.
He couldn’t take it anymore.
“I- I wanna-” drool spilled down his chin, eyes glued to the bulge in his stomach disappearing and reappearing. “Wanna be a mommy~ hnghhah~ f-father…father p-please make me a m-mommy,”
Suo Wei’s head dropped a guttural moan tearing from his throat, his cunt clamped down on the fathers brawny cock, more liquid splattered out, a few driblets of white oozing from his entrance.
Father Chi let out a moan that pierced the walls, his own orgasm ripping through his body, cock pulsating drenching Suo Wei’s insides in a thick white. He pressed his hips down, plugging every drop inside the boys womb.
He grinded deeply into the boy riding out his orgasm. Sweat trickled down his chest creating a line through his faint abs.
The room smelled of sweat, and salty tears, the silence thick with sin. Father Chi looked up to find the boy completely unconscious, probably floating somewhere pleasurable. His head had fallen sideways, eyes shut even as more tears cascaded down those ruby cheeks.
He could fill his cock stir, awakening with a much more primal need.
Suo Wei’s chest had lulled to a soft rising, even as Father Chi hammered his cock back into the fragile entrance. He could see the ring of cum forming around the base of his cock - every thrust sounding sticky and wet.
He would be sure the small boy would swell with his seed, even if it took all night. Even if the boy roused again to push him away.
Suo Wei would bear his child.