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“The room on the second floor is the biggest, it’s big enough for the two of you to sleep there together.”
“No way!”
“No way!”
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The pup is infuriating.
As soon as they are kicked out, temporarily, of the Lotus Tower by the irritated Li Xiangyi the kid’s mouth does not close once. He yips, and barks, and wails words Di Feisheng does not care to listen - Li Lianhua will be angry, Li Lianhua will leave him again, Li Lianhua cares so much for his tower, Li Lianhua and his food, Li Lianhua, Li Lianhua, Li Lianhua! The mutt follows Di Feisheng close on his heels, and the sound of his voice grows steadily more maddening with each passing second, making the elder’s fists close tight at his side.
If only Di Feisheng had the full capabilities of his martial arts power he would snap the boy’s neck and be done with it. If only the cunning, scheming Li Xiangyi didn’t trick him, Di Feisheng would be blessed with silence. His hands itch with the need to strike, itch for a fight. He would already have his hands around the mutt’s throat, were it not for his weakened state being at par with the pup’s own power - an insult he will not easily let go of.
Li Xiangyi might have placated him for now, but Di Feisheng will not be dragged into his little house play-pretend with the stray!
Speaking of the devil…
“- to be stuck with the likes of you! Phe! What was Li Lianhua thinking agreeing to let you come along with us to Baichuan Court? Is he mad? What good could come of taking a person like you there? You’re more likely to stir more trouble than help with anything! Terrible idea! I don’t like it!”
Di Feisheng closes his eyes angrily, taking longer steps in the hope to outrun the mutt. How in the martial world does he have the air in his lungs to talk so much? He does nothing to invite the pup’s presence, yet the younger follows him step after step. Why? Why must he insist on trailing after Di Feisheng like a lost duckling? Why won’t he stop talking?
“I will tell you, you are not needed here, and if you plan on making any trouble-”
“Shut up,” Di Feisheng’s patience snaps, turning around, his eyes trained on the stupid mutt. His reaction must surprise the younger for he blinks in surprise for a second, stopping in his tracks. Finally, there is silence.
The blessing lasts no longer than a few seconds as the pup’s face grows red with exasperation, his hand flying out to push at Di Feisheng’s shoulder, “No! You shut up! Who do you think you are to tell me to shut up? You appear out of nowhere, you destroy the Lotus Tower, and you think we will just take that? You lunatic! You egomaniac! You-”
“I told you to shut up!” Di Feisheng bellows, his hand snapping out to curl around the pup’s throat. The younger’s body hits a tree nearby, breath running away from him as Di Feisheng bears down on him with his whole power. The air displaces around them with great force and he can already see the younger’s hand reaching for his sword. With quick movements Di Feisheng kicks the sword away, pulls at the younger’s hair harshly turning the boy around, and wrangles the pup’s arms to his back, holding them in an iron grip at the small of his back.
As the brat’s chest hits the tree, Di Feisheng crowds close behind him, tugging at his long hair for good measure. A hiss of pain falls from the younger’s lips as he struggles in Di Feisheng’s hold. Di Feisheng presses his head into the rough tree bark, “You do not speak unless I tell you to, mutt.”
“Y-You! You better let me go right now!” the boy demands, his head turning so he can throw a glare at Di Feisheng.
“Or what, little pup?” he asks, lip curling upwards.
He doesn’t expect the kick to his knee, the pain jolting through his leg numbing and harsh, but he recovers fast. He yanks at the boy’s hair again, blocking the next strike with his shin and using his position to kick the pup’s legs apart, knee slipping into the empty space created between the boy’s thighs, his ankle locking with one of the mutts. He bears the weight of his body against the young man leaving no space between the tree and the pup’s chest, no space between either of their bodies.
Suddenly, a noise leaves the younger man’s lips. Not of pain, but one which speaks of a more carnal, hedonistic, nature.
Di Feisheng’s eyebrow rises high. Well, isn’t this a surprise?
The pup freezes in Di Feishang’s hold, body going rigid as his ears grow red in color. Di Feisheng can clearly see the scarlet hue of his cheeks even without the moon’s light. As if in panic, the younger starts to struggle more fervently against Di Feisheng’s grip, his shoulders thrashing uselessly and legs kicking on either of Di Feisheng’s sides.
“Lunatic!” he hisses out, his body pushing into Di Feisheng’s own, “Let me go! Let me go right now!”
He lets the mutt thrash and writhe, lets him exhaust himself and try every way he can think of to escape from Di Feisheng. Once his body slumps against the tree, and his breathing is ragged, Di Feisheng slowly leans forward to breathe into the pup’s ear, “Do you really want me to?”
“W-What?” The boy questions, wringing his neck to chance a look at Di Feisheng’s face.
Di Feisheng cannot help but smile at the response, his teeth baring as he moves to prop his chin on the boy’s shoulder, “I asked if you truly want to be let go. Wouldn't you rather wait and see how this will end?”
A shudder runs through the younger’s body, his pants filling the quiet air between them, but he doesn't say anything further. How amusing. Is it submission he senses in the pup? Perhaps Di Feisheng can still enjoy himself this evening.
“Tell me, mutt,” he muses, turning his face to the side so each word he speaks brushes against the boy’s neck. His hand flexes in the long brown hair as he presses his hips forward into the boy’s backside, his groin moving in slight circles, “Is this why Li Lianhua keeps you around?”
“I don’t-'' the younger man starts, gasps at the way with which Di Feisheng moves against him, flushing further. He turns his face away, tries to at the very least but one firm pull at his hair has got him keeping in place, “Li Lianhua would never-”
“Oh? You mean to tell me he never touched you like this?” Di Feisheng muses, letting his hold on the boy’s hair go in exchange of running his fingers down the line of his neck, over his shoulder and down to his side. A shiver breaks over the mutt’s body, a delicious little Ah, falling from his lips as Di Feisheng digs his fingers into the younger’s hip.
“I saw the way you look at him, little pup. To think Li Lianhua is too blind to notice what’s right in front of him,” Di Feisheng tuts with disapproval at his rival. He never thought Li Xiangyi to be a cruel man. Prideful? Foolish? Yes, these words he would describe his rival with but never cruel. He supposes ten years of hiding from the world like a shadow will do that to a man.
Di Feisheng, on the other hand, is known among many as cruel, vicious even. His ruthless pursuit of power had him called a monster by all the sects in the martial world, but despite what many believe he is not one. Not when it comes to this.
Taking one step back, he loosens his hold slightly, waits until the boy meets his gaze before announcing, "This is your chance to speak up, pup. Do you want me to let you go?"
Confusion settles over the younger’s features. It’s almost endearing. But Di Feisheng’s arousal runs too hotly in his veins, and he is not a patient man on a good day, least of all right now. If the boy does not intend to see this through, Di Feisheng will not do anything against his will. Letting the pup go, Di Feisheng chooses a random direction and starts to walk away, “Run along, pup. Your Master is waiting.”
"I’m no one’s pup! I don’t have a Master!” the boy argues to Di Feisheng’s back, the other only dignifying the answer with a snort of laughter, “Are you listening? Hey, Egomaniac! I’m talking to you!”
Once more this evening, the pup’s fingers reach out towards Di Feisheng’s body yet this time he is prepared. Spinning on his heel Di Feisheng with one hand captures his wrist while the other grabs the boy’s jaw, fingers pressing hard into either side of his cheeks. Instantly, the boy’s hand snaps up to anchor at Di Feisheng’s arm where he’s holding the pup by the face, the fingers there clammy with sweat. The director’s eyes narrow, irritation flowing to the surface as he takes a step forward, another, moving himself and the mutt until further movement is prevented by a blockade.
“I do not take kindly to being played with, brat!” he snarls, the hold at the boy’s wrist tightening to a painful degree, and the pup gasps, closes his eyes trying to yank his hand away, “You wanted me to let you go, and I did so. Do not start a fight now over something you begged to happen.”
“You didn’t give me time to answer!” The pup whines, struggling softly within his grasp yet Di Feisheng can sense it is out of the discomfort of their position, not the need to get away. He tugs, at Di Feisheng’s fingers pressing into his face, a flash of pink tongue over the full shape of his lip catching the older’s attention.
“I want this,” the mutt mumbles, his eyes refusing to meet Di Feisheng’s gaze as his cheeks heat up with pretty color again, “I want what you spoke of.”
Di Feisheng laughs at the words, unhidden and full-heartedly. What a dirty mutt this brat is. He would trail his love-stricken eyes behind each of Li Xiangyi’s moves with hopes to be noticed, yet the second Di Feisheng offers him a promise of physicality the boy jumps at the occasion to take it. Oh, if only Li Xiangyi knew how easy to manipulate and desperate his pup is.
Closing the distance between them in one large step, Di Feisheng takes a moment to observe the boy’s face noticing both the anxiety and the incessant way with which his eyes jump from one place to another. He smiles leaning his face down, the pup’s eyes snap to Di Feisheng as they grow wide and almost have him going cross-eyed. He brushes his thumb over the pink lips and whispers, “Don’t be afraid, pup. I’ll take good care of you.”
With the first press of their lips together, a small keening sound fills Di Feisheng’s ears - a sweet, little thing that makes his hot blood run south, and his cock twitch in his robes. It spurs him on to deepen their connection, his tongue plunging into the boy’s mouth and stealing the breath from his lungs, opening his lips up so that Di Feisheng can explore it better. He bears his full weight against the younger, can clearly feel the full erection hidden behind many layers of robes. Di Feisheng wants to take. To ravage and to plunder until all thoughts of Li Xiangyi leave the pup’s head. The man is a coward either way. He is unworthy of anyone’s attention.
Letting the boy’s wrist go, Di Feisheng’s hand sneaks under the cloth of the younger’s outer robes, fingers curling over the outline of the pup’s cock. At the action, the mutt surges, his hips snapping forward into Di Feisheng’s hand, as he breaks away from the kiss to pant loudly into the night air, groans when Di Feisheng flattens his palm along the length of his cock, and the leader’s own dick twitches in reaction.
He begins to palm the young boy through his pants, his lips searing their mouths close again. Di Feisheng feels the fingers around his wrist tremble, their hold going tighter with each stroke his palm makes, and he smiles into the kiss. Such easy, unbridled responsiveness. The pup’s half-halted movements and inability to keep up with Di Feisheng’s tongue’s pillage are intoxicating, overtaking like adrenaline racing through his veins during a sword fight.
He gives the pup no reprieve, no second free of his touch. His hand moves over the younger’s cock, his mouth giving the boy no time to so much as catch a breath, and not so long after the mutt cums with a moan on his lips. Di Feisheng swallows the sound greedily, readily, sucking at the boy’s lax tongue and biting his lip as he asks in a hushed breath, “How does it feel, mutt? Do you think Li Lianhua would touch you this well?”
His only response is a dazed groan.
Withdrawing his hands from the younger’s frame, he lets the heavy body slump lightly against him. His eyes are glued to the pup’s soft face, the expression of pleasure overtaking his features fills Di Feisheng with a weird mix of satisfaction and arousal - he has bested Li Xiangyi again. Whether the other knows it or not. His cock pushes painfully at the front of his breeches, demanding attention. Slotting their hips together, he begins thrusting his groin against the boy’s spent cock.
“Ah! W-Wait, you-” the mutt begins, but his words are cut short as Di Feisheng grabs at his hair and pulls, exposes the side of his neck and bites down. Hard. The boy’s scream sounds like music. Di Feisheng pushes his shoulder into the younger’s form, his free hand pinning the squirming hips against the tree behind them, legs spreading to keep the mutt easier in place, all the while fucking up against the other.
Something like a sniff of pain escapes the boy, his body trembling with overstimulation and his hands snatch up to grasp at the lapels of Di Feisheng’s robes. Di Feisheng feels the slightest hint of blood on his tongue, and he teeths at the spot where he bit the boy further, needing to ensure the mark will remain. Let Li Xiangyi see, let him know what Di Feisheng did with his little pup. What his mutt begged Di Feisheng to do.
He tugs at the boy’s hair lightly, breaking away from his throat to look at his face under the moon’s light. The pup is beautiful like this - flushed, out of breath. Used. Pain mixes with pleasure on his features, his eyes shut tightly with tears clinging softly to his eyelashes, and Di Feisheng leans in to lick the mewling lips open. The mutt still moans into his mouth, fingers clutching at Di Feisheng’s robes as if they were an anchor the other required otherwise he would be swept away.
Di Feisheng moves his hand from the boy’s hip, lowers himself just enough to grasp the pup’s leg under the knee, lifts it up to hoist it over his waist. Like this the angle of his thrusts adjusts, fucking into the crook between the boy’s groin and his thigh, and Di Feisheng speeds up finally getting the pressure his cock begged for all evening. His head drops into the crook of the pup’s neck.
Time blurs. Di Feisheng knows not whether two or ten minutes pass, the growing pleasure he chases being the only thing on his mind, but he is aware that sometime after the position changes the pup’s cock starts filling again and he starts letting out breathy, muffled staccato noises. His leg tightens around Di Feisheng’s waist, one of his hands disappearing from the older’s body. Once Di Feisheng raises his head to take a closer look at the mutt’s face he finds one of the boy’s hands pressing against his mouth.
He frowns, unhappily. This will not do.
“Why the silence, pup?” Di Feisheng grunts, slowing his thrusts to roll his hips slightly. The boy shoots him a glare - if one can call it that with the way his eyes are barely managing to stay open and his cheeks flare hot with the richest of scarlets. Di Feisheng smiles, aiming his next thrust in such a way that their cocks brush together from tip to head, “Is it because you want to call your master’s name?”
The pup’s eyes flutter, another muffled moan sounding from behind his hand and his head shakes vehemently in denial. His lie is too easily seen through.
Grabbing the boy’s wrist, the two of them wrestle lightly until both the pup’s palms are trapped behind his back. He tries to bite his lips instead, turns his head away from Di Feisheng’s face but one smooth roll of the older’s hips has the noises of his pleasure spilling into the air openly. Leaning his face close, Di Feisheng licks at the skin of the boy’s cheek, tugs his earlobe with his teeth before saying, “Go on, mutt. Beg for him.”
With no more obstructions hiding the younger’s pleads, Di Feisheng turns his attention back to thrusting, chasing his pleasure in the younger’s body. The boy resists his words at first but soon his lips open, and an overflow of moans falls out.
“-hua, -hua,” reaches Di Feisheng’s ears, the character shy and almost unheard as it dissolves into the night air around them, but it grows in volume soon after gathering their sisters to form a full name. Losing himself in the repetitive movement of his rutting, Di Feisheng cums with the sound of the pup’s voice breathlessly calling Li Lianhua, Li Lianhua, a-ah! Li Lianhua, as the younger cums a second time, and the knowledge that it’s going to be him who will be in the boy’s mind from now on.
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