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Saffron dusted across the vast fields warming the skin of the abundance of children wallowing in the slightly tall grass - their imponderous laughter drifting in the restful breeze. Flowers bloomed around them like a fairy circle, all different shades, some short - some tall.
“What a mighty fine evening,” Father Cheng tipped his head back, hungrily inhaling the overwhelming sweetness in the air as though he were drinking the nectar straight from the blossom. A smile graced his face, one of contentment. His hands clasped behind his back.
“Yes, yes it is.” Father Chi mumbled, he followed Father Cheng’s steps, the pair drifting around the field's outskirts.
Dinner was being prepared while the children and adults drained the last bit of their energy for the day. Most were busy gossiping, some of the women and men sung and danced - their voices a soft murmur in the distance. It was so pleasant. Peaceful.
Father Chi found his pensive gaze trace over the grass and the flowers that were eagerly blooming - landing on a few children prancing around two seated figures. One was a child, while the other was slightly larger. The seemingly older one made work of the little girl's blanket of honeyed hair, fingers deftly weaving her strands into a braid. Bitty flowers ornating down the locks.
He squinted, hands dipping into his pockets. Dusky rays of light powdered across the boy, outlining his precious features in a flaxen silhouette. Delicate, Father Chi pondered. As delicate as the prosperous foliage.
“Who might he be?”
Father Cheng hummed, sighing as he let himself be torn from his wary daze. His head fell, eyes cracking open partially - still enthralled by that crisp, ambrosial perfume seeping from the very earth's soil.
“Hm?” he scoured over Father Chi who was completely absorbed in his querying inclinations following his line of sight until it lazily landed on a graceful boy. He was eagerly helping a little girl stand from the ground - face irradiating with a sublime kind of grin.
“Oh, him?” Father Cheng let himself steer to a halt alongside his brother, the both prying.
Father Chi was more than curious. He had never seen such divine beauty before. Of course he believed all of his followers were precious. But this beauty was like a gift straight from the heavens.
The pallid fabric of his sundress twirled in the sparse gust - flaccid just above his knees. Burnt umber tresses dusting across his forehead a few streaks golden in the burnt orange sun. His movements were a thread drawing in Father Chi’s eye - bewitching and calm as the amiable sea.
“He must be the new follower,” Father Cheng’s voice broke through his devoted stupor like nails on chalk board. He lingered adjacent to him, a jubilant gaze watching each child exist in their own imaginary nirvana.
A new follower?
“Oh that’s right,” Father Cheng chuckled, his arms crossing over his chest. “I’ve given Zhen the responsibility of caring for our new followers,”
Father Chi peeled his attention from the field almost begrudgingly, a sour scrunch forming across his virile profile. Why was he not inquired about this? His lips pressed together, turning his full attention to his brother who was beginning to sweat under the scrutiny.
“We were busy with the church’s construction…” Father Cheng shrugged, his words ringing true.
Father Chi nodded.
They had been very engrossed in the construction of the developing church. Leafing through blue prints, speaking with contractors, investing new ideas. So much had been occurring that neither one had spared enough attention to their loyal followers.
Truthfully, neither one had spoken much to them besides their sermons. Children would claw at their suits. Men and women would try to build conversation. But it all fell on deaf ears.
“We ought to be ashamed of ourselves,”
Father Cheng raised a brow to his brother's words, taking notice of the man who was still enthralled by the new follower. A small smile graced his face, a twinkling of the eye that felt all too familiar.
“Tomorrow is a new day, brother. I’m sure now that construction is underway, you’ll have plenty of time to become familiar with our new devotee,”
In the distance a shrill bell cut through the thread of serenity like a knife. Children tumbled from the field all bright eyed with smiles that could light up the room - rippling down to the dining hall. Father Chi watched the older boy, his small frame being dragged by many children, their giddy joy spilling onto him in the form of laughter and jokes.
He became a blip in the field, leaving Father Chi wishing for more.
Voices expanded through the spacious dining room - bouncing off walls, and muffling out each other's conversations. Suo Wei weaved through the mass of strangers, his frame easily being towered over, pushed aside by hungry individuals. At one point his ankle twisted, almost tripping until a frail granny caught him with a cloying chuckle. Cool sweat speckled his nape. His insides quivered as he mosied to the very end of the line.
Suo Wei couldn’t even dwell on the thought of food. Not when he felt his skin grow clammy and his chest raise rapidly as though he were beginning to suffocate.
He took a few deep breaths, eyes easing shut as he felt his body sway.
Suddenly, two arms wrapped around his jittery body reeling him into a snug hug. Suo Wei’s eyes burst open head almost snapping off as he met the stranger with a bewildered gaze.
It was a boy. Similar to his age and stature. But, he was breathtaking. His brunette curls were tasseled, appearing like shavings of the richest chocolate. Hazel orbs that bored into him, almost invitingly - soothingly.
Suo Wei sputtered, swallowing around a protruding knot.
“Hi!” the boy beamed, “My name’s Jiang Xiao Shuai, but you can call me Shuai Shuai, you must be our new brother.” His grip tightened around Suo Wei’s shoulders, a small giggle spilling from his blush lips.
Suo Wei could only offer a shaking nod.
“Oh…are you shy? I’m sorry, it’s just I haven’t been around anyone my age in a while, it’s super refreshing.”
Maybe it was the strange boy’s frivolity but he found himself giggling, a hand coming to catch the sound straight from his lips. Xiao Shuai shot him a sparkling glance, tittering himself.
“Say, what’s your name?”
“Suo Wei..” he answered,
“Suo Wei…Suo Wei…” Xiao Shuai rolled his name over his tongue like a prayer, eyes squinted. “Say, Suo Wei, would you like to eat dinner with me?”
The bustling line of people had begun to condense, many of the ones still lingering were the elders who were too busy gossiping to shovel food onto their plates. Children hooted in a distant corner - their table was completely muddled. Drinks had fallen sideways, juice soaking into the wood, a few mothers had since stood, fingers jutting out and scolding the spirited boys and girls.
Suo Wei looked down to his bare plate, then back up to Xiao Shuai who was staring into his soul. “Uhm…I guess,”
“Thank the heavens!” Xiao Shuai all but jumped and hoorayed, reaching over to give one last death grip to Suo Wei’s rounded shoulders.
Suo Wei smiled softly, dusting a piece of hair from his eye. Xiao Shuai raced forward, licking his lips and staring down at the plentitude of steaming food. A few trays had been refilled, some half way dug through. It all looked appetizing, but Suo Wei couldn’t help the pit of aversion in his stomach.
Everyone was so cordial. He was a fish out of water. Being hugged, and spoke too as though he were an actual person with feelings - it was strange. Suo Wei worried his bottom lip with his teeth, feeling his chest swell with an emotion he had craved since childhood. It felt like the chipped pieces of his heart were starting to heal.
Casting his attention to the mellow boy, he snickered, noticing Xiao Shuai’s plate begin to slightly bend under the food's weight. He kept spooning on more as he bounced on his heels.
Suo Wei did the same, except his portions remained small. He wanted more truthfully, but he knew later his stomach would begin to gripe. Meat, potatoes, other fixings that he had never seen before, he spooned a bit of each onto his own plate.
“Say, I know the best place to sit,” Xiao Shuai raved. He dipped his spoon into some kind of salad with cucumbers, humming around the bite and licking dressing from his lips.
“Okay,” Suo Wei gripped his plate as though someone were threatening to steal it. He watched Xiao Shuai twist, scurrying off without another word. He weaved through tables and people who were still standing.
Suo Wei bounded behind him, afraid he would lose him and be detained at the children's table. The thought made him shiver. Grimy hands that were coated in food touching him, watching unchewed food roll around their mouths and falling out. His stomach churned.
Xiao Shuai’s slight frame slowed down, and that’s when Suo Wei noticed the boy wasn’t even wearing shoes. His white skirt swayed with his movements, curls faintly bouncing with each step.
Suo Wei ambled behind him, smelling something calm like lavender wafting to his nose.
“Hello, Father Cheng…Father Chi,”
Xiao Shuai greeted two older men who were engrossed in their own conversation and plates. His voice was calm unlike just moments ago when he almost jumped Suo Wei who was now expertly cowering behind him. His fingers drumming against the edge of his plate.
“Hello, Shuai Shuai,” one spoke, his voice was smooth like silk.
Suo Wei peeked over Xiao Shuai’s shoulder caught like a fawn in headlights, two sets of eyes stared back at him. His breath caught. The two men were the leaders. Suo Wei had seen them walk around, mostly speaking to other people that were not a part of their family. Outsiders, they were called. He had caught wind of a new church being constructed and was told that neither father would be able to properly welcome him.
It had saddened him at first, but he felt lucky to have a new place to call home. He didn’t need to be acknowledged by the two men, everyone else seemed to welcome him in enough. Especially the children, they were eagerly pulling him every which way and pleading for him to play.
“I see you’ve brought a friend with you,” one father spoke, he looked at Suo Wei with an endearing smile, the other one just seemed to watch.
“Oh- right, this is Suo Wei, the new one,” Xiao Shuai moved aside, nudging Suo Wei, offering him a wink.
Suo Wei’s body shriveled up, having attention settle solely on him made his entire existence flush a vibrant red. His feet began to shift, gaze dropping to the ground.
“Um, hello..”
“Ah, he’s super duper shy Father Cheng, he’s barely spoke three words to me,”
Father Cheng chuckled, chin dropping to his welcoming hand. His eyes were warm, head tilting almost in thought.
Suo Wei’s elbows pressed into his ribs, teeth gnawing on the inner tissue of his cheek. The other man didn’t speak - just watched like a hawk. He was more magnetizing, and partly the reason Suo Wei felt his ears begin to heat.
His gaze alone was heavy, and it made Suo Wei worry. Was he bothered by his presence? Suo Wei swallowed, what if he found him revolting?
“May we join you all?”
“Of course,” Father Cheng slid his plate to the side, eyes now drifting to Shuai who was eagerly going to sit before him. He patted the seat next to him that lingered before the other father.
Suo Wei hated how eager and open Jiang Xiao Shuai was. Rather he was jealous. He wanted to be open, to show both leaders he wasn’t some kicked puppy, but it was hard. His fear of disappointment outweighed his enthusiasm to appear normal.
With a shivering sigh, Suo Wei trekked over, sitting down into the seat like he was sealing his own tomb. He placed his food down, not even gesturing to begin digging in like Xiao Shuai was.
He was eagerly talking to Father Cheng who stared almost mesmerized.
Suo Wei raised his utensils, prodding at a juicy potato, his mouth watered but he couldn’t bring it to his lips.
“You don’t have much on your plate, why is that?” A voice curled around Suo Wei, amicable - coaxing him from his wary shell. His eyes drifted up to the ones that stared, the color of opulent soil. His throat bobbed, utensils pausing their momentary wavering.
“Oh… I don’t get much hungry when I’m nervous,” Suo Wei was truthful, there was no need to lie. Not when he knew he wore his heart on his sleeve.
“Nonsense, there’s no good reason to be nervous here,”
Suo Wei smiled softly at the man who he gathered to be Father Chi. He was the original founder of their family. The one person others spoke only kind words of. Father Cheng was similar in a sense, but he seemed to be Father Chi’s shadow, giving assistance, and caring for the people when needed.
Just as Suo Wei let his attention drop down to his plate, building up enough courage for a small bite, he noticed more food pouring onto it. Vegetables, meat, all the fixings he had been ogling at.
Father Chi sat his plate back down, gesturing for Suo Wei to eat.
“Uhm- f-father you didn't have to do that,”
“There’s plenty more food if I get hungry later,” Father Chi grinned, “Beside’s you need to grow bigger little Suo Wei…you’re so small,”
Father Chi let his eyes drift down the boy, catching on those fine collar bones peaking from those frilly straps. Suo Wei made a small sound of approval around each bite of food, the apple of his cheeks blossoming a darling pink.
The boy was an enchantress, almost an otherworldly presence. Father Chi could see the sin dripping from him in rivulets of scarlet, oozing out and wrapping him up in it.
He didn’t know what to say when the pair appeared. He knew how Xiao Shuai is always eager to eat lunch with them. But to see that docile boy peeking from behind him like a little bunny - it made something dangerous stir inside the father, the words stilling on his tongue.
Father Chi swallowed, tearing his exploration from the boy, and those round cheeks that protruded out like a chipmunk. Father Cheng seemed to be absorbed in Xiao Shuai’s banter, his eyes half lidded like he was in love.
He tried to listen as well, but the constant stir of arousal made the words blur.
The boy smiled, Father Chi could see the way his shoulders began to ease, his feet slightly kicking out underneath the table. Completely unaware how they grazed against the older man’s shins.
Suo Wei would be a problem, Father Chi was sure of it.
“I don’t even remember what my momma looks like,”
Suo Wei could feel his eyelids grow heavy with each gentle stroke of the brush against his scalp - Xiao Shuai had insisted on pampering him.
Candlelight flickered against the ivory walls both their shadows dancing within it. Dinner settled heavily on Suo Wei’s stomach, Father Chi kept insisting for him to finish it all up. He did - even when his mind screamed around the last bite. The older man wanted to see him nourished. Or so he thought.
“Did she pass away…” Suo Wei spoke, tone light. edges worn from drowsiness.
“No, my papa did though…” Shuai Shuai mumbled, “She ran away after,”
Suo Wei twisted around, his glossy eyes meeting Shuai’s in the dimness. The other boy’s arm stopped in the air, Suo Wei didn’t see an ounce of sadness on his face. Almost as if he had already come to terms with what he spoke of.
“But, what happened after? Were you alone?”
Xiao Shuai nodded, “Just for a little while, until I met Father Cheng,”
“Did he bring you here?”
“Yes, he said it was unsafe for me to be sleeping out on the streets…” Shuai’s voice dropped, “But, I had no other choice,”
Suo Wei felt his chest begin to ache. He knew that feeling all too well. The one of being abandoned. To have no one in your corner. His head dropped, lip trembling.
“My parents passed away…”
Xiao Shuai’s eyes widened, mouth slightly falling.
“Suo Wei…I’m so-”
“No, it’s okay. They’ve been gone for a while now, I lived with my uncle up until this point,”
Something creaked out in the hallway, both boys stopped their pained conversation, staring but found nothing but an unnerving darkness.
Xiao Shuai let out an airy sound, “Turn around,”
Suo Wei listened, his knees were beginning to ache so he simply sat down on his bottom. The bed creaked underneath the movement.
“What happened to your uncle?” Xiao Shuai began brushing the back of Suo Wei’s hair, shifting his weight.
“M’ not sure, he was very mean so I ran away,” Suo Wei’s fingers fiddled with the fabric of his nightgown, feeling it slip between his fingers. He cleared his throat feeling his eyelids begin to burn.
Something draped over him. Xiao Shuai pressed his chest against his back, Suo Wei found a warmth that felt like sunshine trapped under the boy's nightgown.
“Don’t worry Suo Wei, no one will hurt you here,”
The words seeped into Suo Wei making tears well up in his bloodshot eyes.
“Unless…you replace me with another best friend,”
A thunderous laugh spilled from Suo Wei’s lips, his shoulders shaking along with it. Xiao Shuai followed in suit, their loud noise spilling into the hallway. Suo Wei felt like he could put his life in Shuai Shuai’s hands, that everything would finally be okay now.
“Suo Wei, Xiao Shuai,” a stern voice broke through their howling.
Father Cheng stood in the doorway, his arms crossed over his chest. He watched both the boys' spines standing straight up like a frightened cat.
“F-father,” Xiao Shuai stuttered, he pushed off the bed. Suo Wei adjusted his night gown, bringing it further down where it had ridden up his thighs, until it touched his knees.
“It’s bedtime,” the older man spoke.
“Yes, I know…but can me and Suo Wei sta-”
“No.”
Xiao Shuai’s head dropped, his shoulders loosening and drooping as well. “But,”
“Jiang Xiao Shuai, you know the rules,” Father Cheng watched the boy with squinted eyes. Suo Wei slumped on his bed, afraid of getting scolded.
“To your room, now,”
“Yes, father,”
Xiao Shuai cast a sorry gaze to Suo Wei who was offering him a tender smile. The other boy made a dramatic roll of his eyes, sticking his tongue out.
“Goodnight, Suo Wei,”
“Goodnight, father,”
Suo Wei watched the broad man disappear into the hall, releasing a breath he had not realized he was holding. He began shimming under his blankets, the cushion molding around his weight. It was the most comfortable feeling he had felt in years. Suo Wei wished it was an exaggeration.
“Night Suo Wei,” Xiao Shuai shuffled out of his room like a whipped cur, his lips in a permanent frown. Suo Wei had to stifle a laugh. He hadn’t even realized how tired he was, but now that silence has draped over his room, along with the comfortable wool caressing his body - he began to ease down.
“Oh…Suo Wei, Father Chi doesn't like when we are up at night,” Xiao Shuai’s head peaked into his cracked door, his frame almost completely sealed in the dark. “Safety reasons,” he shrugged.
“Okay,”
Xiao Shuai waved, the door shutting with a soft thud. Suo Wei was engulfed in an ear piercing silence.
As soon as exhaustion had wrapped its fuzzy arms around him, they quickly dispersed. His body felt alive, the need for another presence consuming him. He shifted on the bed, a soft breath slipping past his lips.
A few footsteps settled in the hallway, a creak of a door, but everything else remained silent. Too silent.
Suo Wei could hear his own breathing, hear the distant chirp of insects outside of his window. He closed his eyes, trying to still his heart. Wishing for that familiar drowsiness that he had felt moments ago.
Just as it came back, something tingled in his belly. A full sensation, somewhat hot. Suo Wei shifted, thighs clamping together.
Perfect. Suo Wei slammed his eyes shut trying to deter the need to relieve his bladder, but it only worsened. Would Father Chi be mad if he stepped out? He was only using the bathroom.
Suo Wei swung his legs off the bed, cool air rushing to his exposed skin. He shivered, gnawing on his lip. He really needed to go.
He stood on wobbly legs, if he made it quick no one would figure out he was up. The door creaked open like a pen snapping against the floor in placid silence. Suo Wei winced, bladder beginning to loosen slightly.
He shuffled into the hallway, whimpering slightly and having to halt before he peed himself. The area was unnervingly dark, he couldn’t see anything. Though, a small sliver of golden light poured from a cracked doorway. Suo Wei cupped his mouth afraid of how loud he was breathing.
His socks slid along the floor, giving off a shrill creak.
A whimper traveled down the hall to his sensitive ears, but it wasn’t his own. Suo Wei’s hand stopped, hovering just above the bathroom door.
Who was up?
Another wet whimper, then a groan. Suo Wei’s gut tingled, it sounded like someone was hurting. He snapped his gaze from the bathroom, to the fractured door. He wanted to go check, but the thought alone made his skin crawl.
The nape of his neck began to tingle - all the talk from Shuai about Father Chi not wanting them to be out and about at night slipped from his mind like it never held importance.
“Ah..” Suo Wei slipped from the bathroom, crouching as he shuffled closer to the doorway. One glance and he would head back. He just wanted to make sure everything was okay.
A few audible sounds slipped from the doorway, a voice that was familiar but muffled catching his ear. Suo Wei squinted as he peered through the crack, his heart thumping against his chest like a wild stallion.
His eyes widened, “Huh?”
Suo Wei slapped a hand over his mouth, mentally scolding himself. Shuai Shuai sat on his knee’s, towering above him was Father Cheng. It was the tears trailing down his friends' flushed cheeks that made goosebumps prickle his skin. Orange and red crackled gingerly in the fireplace behind them, illuminating them perfectly.
Father Cheng’s hand came down threading through the boy’s locks, Shuai let out a meek whimper, sounding like a mouse. Suo Wei crouched down, shuffling a little closer. He was confused. Was Shuai in trouble?
Suo Wei swallowed around a knot, he would be in trouble too if he were found like this.
“What are you doing out of your room?”
As if cursing himself, Suo Wei yelped, whipping around. Blood drained from his body in buckets, eyes as wide as saucers.
“Oh, I uhm, I was just,” he began sputtering under Father Chi’s callus glare. Suo Wei felt his bladder beginning to burn, slapping him back to reality and why he had stepped from his room. A few droplets of pee soaked into his panties.
He didn’t know why, but hot tears began to trace down his face wetting his nightgown. Father Chi stood in silence peering down at the frightened boy like a predator barring its teeth.
“I was just- I had to go use the bathroom, but-”
“But, what?” Father Chi cut him off stepping closer. Before Suo Wei could answer a gush of wind shocked his system, Father Cheng stood in the doorway, chest heaving as though he had just run a mile. Suo Wei let his eyes drift to the muscles slightly peeking out of his unbuttoned shirt.
Heat crept up his neck, his gaze dropping to the floor.
“What’s going on out here?” Father Cheng spoke in a hushed tone, his eyes bouncing from his brother to Suo Wei. Both men shared a look, before staring down at the boy who looked like he was being backed into a corner.
“I had to pee…but I thought I heard someone in pain, I shouldn’t have come out of my room, M’ sorry,” Suo Wei hiccuped, wiping away a stray tear. He peered up at Father Cheng, lip wobbling, nose an inflamed cherry, “I-is Shuai Shuai in trouble?”
He grinned ear to ear, tone dropping, “Of course not Suo Wei, why would you think that?”
“W-well…he was crying,”
Father Chi stepped in, his face still twisted in a sternness that made Suo Wei’s knee buckle, “Shuai Shuai is just a little sad right now, isn’t that right Father Cheng?”
He didn’t glance at his brother, he couldn’t when the boy’s tearful face was as sweet as sin.
“Yes, Shuai is sad and I’m helping him,”
“Okay, father…” Suo Wei sniffled, wiping a stray tear dripping down his round cheek.
Father Chi watched Suo Wei, his eyes catching on how the boy's hands clutched between his legs that were beginning to twist inward.
His lips curled slightly, “Excuse us Father Cheng, I suppose I’ll see this little one to the bathroom,”
Father Cheng chuckled, ruffling Suo Wei’s hair, tasseling it more than what it was at first. “Goodnight Suo Wei,”
The door shut leaving Suo Wei alone with Father Chi. His presence made Suo Wei’s spine shiver, his shoulders going rigid. He didn’t want to be scolded.
“M’ sorry father..”
“It’s alright Suo Wei, let’s get you to the bathroom.”
Suo Wei nodded, padding behind the large man. From now on he would just hold it until morning.
Father Chi’s sense of rationality went out the window with a shit eating grin the moment he let his gaze towards Suo Wei turn lustful. Which didn't take long. See, he knew what kind of man he was. But, with Suo Wei, his approach had to be different. The boy was like a frightened fawn stuck in headlights, in order for him to take - he needed to trap Suo Wei in.
Twist his mind into believing what he was doing was normal.
Chi Cheng rolled a cigarette between his incisors, thumb fiddling with his zippo. It had been a week since his first dream of taking Suo Wei like a starved beast - since then, he couldn’t even spare a glance to the boy without popping a boner.
Each sermon felt like a hostage situation. Words were hard to form in his mind - scriptures made no sense, all because of those dulcet eyes in the crowd. Father Chi wanted to wrap him up, make him regret the way he swayed his hips, the way he looked at Father Chi like he hung the moon.
Yet, Suo Wei didn’t even realize the effect he held over him. All he did was attend sermons, eat dinner with Shuai who he was now conjoined at the hip with, and tend to the children. He didn’t look at Father Chi with lust, which is why the elder felt this insatiable hunger gnawing at his stomach.
He wanted to ruin that innocence. To corrupt Suo Wei until all he knew was the shape of the fathers cock. Seeing him babble and moan.
Swell with his seed.
Father Chi’s head tipped back against the chair, chest rumbling. His groin stirred to life, heat fluttering through his stomach. Just as he lifted a hand to light his cigarette a hesitant knock fell on his door.
“Come in,” Father Chi pocketed his lighter, along with the horrible habit. He stood from the chair rounding the desk in just a few short strides.
“Father Chi?” a familiar voice rang through the office sweet as honey.
Suo Wei’s head peeked in slightly, eyes shimmering as they landed on the older man.
“Oh, Suo Wei,” he began, “It’s nice of you to stop by,”
“Of course, Father Cheng said you wanted to see me,” Suo Wei smiled ear to ear. His gaze twinkled.
The air thickened around Father Chi, his gaze stayed on Suo Wei as though he might miss a moment he wished he hadn’t.
“Oh, right,”
Father Chi strode closer to the boy, wanting to be at a distance where he can inhale the floral scent that gingerly coated his skin. Suo Wei peered up at him, teetering on his feet.
“Have you settled in well?”
Suo Wei’s lips tilted, “Yes, Shuai Shuai has helped me around a lot, and I’ve even made a few more friends,"
Something soured on Father Chi’s tongue, he bit back a glare. The boy always spoke of others - his thoughts should be only of Father Chi and his devotion to him.
The older man's fingers twitched, wanting to reach out and wrap around that pretty neck to make it tinge a vibrant violet.
“What’s been your favorite part so far?”
Suo Wei’s head tilted, lips pursing, “Hmm…I don’t know, the food’s really nice, I love movie night too.”
“Aw, do you not favor the sermons?”
Suo Wei paused, Father Chi could see the cogs turning in his head.
“W-what? Of course I do, especially when you preach.” Suo Wei’s ears tinged an angry red, his eyes wincing as if he regretted the very moment his mouth opened.
Father Chi’s chin tilted up, a wave of pride washing over him in a sheet of purple.
“Why’s that?”
Suo Wei’s head dropped, his hands clutching in the light blue fabric of his skirt, Father Chi’s once endearing gaze felt heavier. The boy couldn’t get his vocal cords to wrap around a few words.
“Uhm…well-”
Father Chi stepped forward crowding his space, Suo Wei felt himself taking a step back.
“I enjoy listening to your voice is all..” Suo Wei mumbled.
“My voice? You like my voice?” Father Chi poked, his pearly whites narrowly peeking from his plush lips.
Suo Wei nodded, his doe eyes shining up at Father Chi, “Yea.”
Something settled over the pair. Something only the elder could pick up on. His grin widened, body growing hot. Suo Wei didn’t even realize the disgusting thoughts plaguing the elders mind.
The boy shifted in the silence, growing rather nervous under the Fathers gaze. He jumped when a rough palm cupped his face, eyes soaring to meet the others.
“I’m just picking fun at you sweetheart, no need to get so tense,” Father Chi chuckled.
Suo Wei let out a breathy chuckle himself, feeling the tension in his shoulders begin to fade. Father Chi’s touch stayed longer than necessary, almost as if he wanted to remember every detail of his skin.
“Father, what was it that you wanted to see me for?”
Almost as if he was ripped from his revelry Father Chi let his hand drop, fingers going to hold his mouth. Suo Wei shifted his weight.
“Oh of course, I was doing some thinking, and it dawned on me that you were never properly welcomed,” Father Chi waved his hand above his head, eyes squinted as he recalled his thoughts.
“That’s fine father I don’t need-”
“Nonsense sweetheart, it wouldn’t be fair since the others were welcomed properly,” Father Chi smiled.
Suo Wei bit his lip. He didn't like large events, especially when the attention was settled on him.
“Ah, well since it seems to worry you so, how about you join me in my room tonight, we’ll celebrate just the two of us.” Father Chi gripped Suo Wei’s slender arms, fingers pressing against the silky flesh. “Does that sound better?”
Suo Wei did like that idea better. He didn’t have to entertain. People wouldn’t suffocate him with their hugs.
“Okay,” he beamed, watching Father Chi’s eyes sparkle. His skin flushed under the grip, a strange tingling forming in his stomach.
“Wei Wei?” a voice broke through the pair's tension, unwantedly drifting into the office. A head full of dark curls peeked inside, giddy eyes searching.
“Oh…sorry Father Chi…”
Suo Wei turned his head noticing Xiao Shuai began to exit the door, his cheeks flushed. He stifled a giggle, turning back to see that Father Chi never tore away his gaze.
“Be on your way Suo Wei, I’ll see you later tonight,” Father Chi released his arms turning on his heel. His tone was clipped, somewhat irritated. Suo Wei frowned, not understanding what the shift in his tone meant, but he smiled anyway.
“Of course father, I’ll see you then.”
Father Chi heard the small boy's footsteps pad out of the office. He didn’t understand why, but seeing Xiao Shuai all giddy searching for Suo Wei, made his vision spot, veins running hot.
Even in moments like this where it were just the two of them, Suo Wei’s attention was still stolen.
Tonight Father Chi would put an end to it. Suo Wei would learn his place, learn to be comfortable under the fathers control.
The older man drifted back to his desk, pants feeling uncomfortably tight around his groin.
“What's got you excited?’
Suo Wei shoveled food into his mouth, feet kicking like an unruly toddlers, trying to exert this random burst of energy. His thoughts were consumed with Father Chi, how he had invited him to his room.
Since the first night, the pair had grown closer. People noticed the way Father Chi doted on the boy. How his eyes always drifted towards him during the sermon. Even as the father trailed down the pew aisle his hand would lift up, tasseling Suo Wei’s hair. It was endearing. People gushed over how Suo Wei would always clam up, a pink shade dusting across his skin.
“Father Chi invited me to his room tonight…he wants to celebrate my arrival,”
Xiao Shuai’s smile dropped along with his hand that had been eagerly shoving food into his mouth. Suo Wei noticed the shift almost instantly.
“Oh, no,” the boy swallowed.
Suo Wei’s feet stopped, a frown tugging on his lips.
“Shuai, Shuai, what’s wrong?”
The boy abruptly stands, his hands slightly shaking making Suo Wei’s heart begin to race. He had never seen Xiao Shuai this out of the ordinary. His face paled, eyes watering.
“Xiao Shuai, are you okay?” Suo Wei reached out.
“I’m fine Wei Wei,” Xiao Shuai smiled down at him though it never quite reached his eyes, as they began to overfill, “Just not feeling well is all,”
Suo Wei could sense the lie but he didn’t want to press. Fresh memories of his first night came forward. How Father Cheng said Xiao Shuai was sad, and that he was helping him. Was this one of those moments?
“Should I…get Father Cheng?” Suo Wei mumbled, his hands retracting. He didn’t want to see his close friend sad, not when he knew he couldn’t help.
“No. No, I think…I’m just going to take a nap, it should help,”
Suo Wei nodded, he didn’t want Xiao Shuai to go. Every ounce of excitement he held for visiting Father Chi had vanished. He wanted nothing more than to follow his friend, to tell him that whatever was wrong, it would all be okay. But, he stayed seated, appetite now nothing but a distant thought.
“I’m sorry Wei Wei,” Xiao Shuai picked up his tray, sauntering away. Suo Wei watched him fade into the abyss of people, noticing the faint limp he held that he had not seen before. He couldn’t wrap his head around the apology. His brain was running a mile a minute, one moment Xiao Shuai was bubbly as ever, but now it seemed like every ounce of his energy had been drained.
Suo Wei picked at his food, eyes still searching around hopeful that Xiao Shuai would come back. After visiting Father Chi he would sneak over to his room, he wanted to make sure the other was alright - maybe then his rapid heart would calm down.
The hallway was silent. In such a way that Suo Wei held his breath afraid of his own steps. It felt wrong. Like he shouldn’t be out there.
He should have been excited, but Xiao Shuai hadn’t shown up for dinner, nor at the sermon. Suo Wei’s temples throbbed with the weight of his rampant thoughts. At many moments in the short distance it was to Father Chi’s room, Suo Wei had to stop himself from sneaking into the other boys room.
Father only gave him permission to his room, after the older man's random shift in tone, Suo Wei was afraid to disobey that.
Maybe he could ask later. Father Chi may know how to help.
Suo Wei’s knuckles tapped against the wood door, wincing as they resounded off the walls. His fists balled up in his nightgown, feet shifting against the floor.
The door opened, almost knocking the boy back, his wide eyes gawking up at the impending figure.
Father Chi stood in the doorway, drying his hair as it dripped with water, a faint woodsy scent wafting from his skin. Suo Wei swallowed, trying to steer his gaze from the older man's naked chest. He was only wearing dark lounge pants that hung low on his hips.
“F-father…” Suo Wei cleared his throat.
“Come in Suo Wei,” the man stepped aside. His room was illuminated by a similar fire that he had seen in Father Cheng’s room. Two large leather chairs sat in front of it, a sizable bed sat right in the middle of the area. It looked welcoming, almost alluring Suo Wei to its dreamy plush.
“You look awfully down, Suo Wei, did something happen?” Father Chi let the door shut, sauntering alongside the boy. He gestured to the bed, as if telling Suo Wei he was allowed to get comfortable.
“It’s Shuai Shuai,” Suo Wei meandered to the edge of the bed, his lips pulled down. “Father, I know you wanted to celebrate, but I’m really worried about him,”
Father Chi could hear the promise of tears in the boy's tone, he internally groaned. Watching how the boy’s shoulders drooped, how he sat down without his eyes never wavering from the floor.
He didn’t want to speak about the other boy. Didn’t want Suo Wei to focus his attention on others when he was standing right there. The older man’s knuckles popped as he formed a fist, tongue poking his cheek.
Father Chi settled on one of the leather chairs - reaching over and stealing a pack of cigarettes from the fireplace mantel with more force needed. He wedged one between his teeth, tongue craving the sweet tobacco.
“What’s wrong with Shuai?”
Suo Wei played with the hem of his nightgown, feet slightly kicking out. “I don’t know…at lunch he said he didn’t feel good, but I thought by dinner he would feel better.”
“Did he not?”
“Well…I can’t say, he didn’t even show up for dinner.” Suo Wei sniffled, a few drops of tears dripped off his chin. “Father, I’m really worried about him,”
Suo Wei wiped at his face, his shoulders shaking. He looked pitiful, eyes beginning to blot red.
Father Chi hated how it wasn’t his doing.
“I’m sure Shuai is just fine, sweetheart,” the older man breathed out a stream of smoke, his eyes cemented to the frail boy who sat pretty on his bed. His legs widened, letting his gaze drift down those milky exposed legs. He could almost feel them under his palm. Father Chi took another drag, this one stronger than the others.
“But, he’s never done this before,” Suo Wei hiccuped, more tears began to fall, dripping to his collar bone. The one that Father Chi had dreamed of layering kisses on.
“It could be as simple as a stomach bug, Suo Wei,”
“Yea, but-”
“Do you feel like eating when you’re sick?”
The boy shook his head from side to side, his attention finally raising to Father Chi whose head laid against the chair slightly tilted. Now that Suo Wei had acknowledged the older man, he felt almost embarrassed.
He had begun crying like some child. Simply because Father Chi asked what was wrong. Suo Wei began to feel like a burden. The father had invited him to his room to celebrate, not to console his worrying.
“M’ sorry Father,” Suo Wei swallowed, finger wiping at his eye.
“If I have father Cheng check on him later would that make you feel better?”
Suo Wei nodded, though he would rather be the one checking. But, father Cheng seemed to help Xiao Shuai enough. At least then he would be able to wait till tomorrow.
Father Chi had risen from his seat, smoldering his cigarette against a crystalline ashtray that seemed on the verge of overflowing. His skin began to itch the longer he had to endure listening to Suo Wei drone on and on about Xiao Shuai. The insatiable hunger was gnawing through his intestines, he was driving himself insane the longer he had to wait to sink his teeth in.
“Enough fretting Suo Wei, I thought we were supposed to be celebrating,”
Suo Wei looked up, startled to find Father Chi had drifted to loom over him. His large hand came up gripping his chin, thumb swiping over the boy's trembling bottom lip. The sudden shift in behavior, the intimacy of it all made Suo Wei’s stomach flutter.
“M’ sorry father, I didn’t mean to inconvenience you,” Suo Wei mumbled, feeling the thumb that had been playing with his lip, drift to swipe away a tear.
“I invited you to my room to properly welcome you into our family…” Father Chi’s tone dipped to something colder, his fingers tickling Suo Wei’s nape. “Yet here you are, worrying over someone else. Do you have no manners Suo Wei?” his grip tightened in the sable locks, making the boy wince his head slightly tilting back.
“Ah- f-father that hurts,” Suo Wei’s trembling hands came up to rest on Father Chi’s strong wrist, fresh tears filled his eyes, not ones born from worry. No, these were delivered from fear.
Father Chi felt his chest bursting into flames, every bit of control was slipping from his grasp like sand. He wanted to go slow, to ease the boy into everything. But Suo Wei couldn’t focus, not when he was too busy worrying over someone else.
He would have to be more stern. Even if it evoked horror in the frail boy.
“Father…please,” Suo Wei wept, he began shifting on the bed trying to escape the grasp.
“Suo Wei, do you want to be a part of our family?”
“O-of course Father, ahh-”
Father Chi released his grip, hand falling near his side. He watched Suo Wei rub at his nape, cowering slightly like he was expecting something more.
“Really? You don’t sound too enthusiastic,” the older man chuckled, “You do realize I could have rejected you, right?”
Suo Wei felt his heart throb painfully, he didn’t understand why Father Chi was acting like this. His tone dripped with venom that stung.
The boy felt acid coating his tongue, “Father, why would you say that…”
The elder’s irises were engulfed completely by his pupils, the hunger began seeping out, every emotion draining from his once benign features as if they had never once existed. Suo Wei felt every hair rise, a cold sweat seeping out of his pores.
“I- I wanna go back to my room…” he tried to stand, but Father Chi’s brawny figure allowed no room to run. His stomach began to harden.
“Please father…”
Father Chi leaned forward slightly, “Only after I properly welcome you into our family,”
“W-what,”
A sickening sense of no longer feeling supported washed over Suo Wei, the world began to spin, and he found himself landing on the bed. His back sunk into the giving plush.
He felt his breathing become difficult like a weight sitting directly on his chest, he tried to scrabble up - the sheets twisting under his feet and arms. But, something heavy stopped him.
Father Chi had crawled up the bed, hand pressing Suo Wei down.
“It’s okay, it’s okay, I’ll make sure to ease the pain as much as possible,” the older man leaned closer to Suo Wei who was staring as though he were holding the gaze of the devil. Electricity surged through his veins, his body twisted, shoving at the other.
He couldn’t breathe. Every rational thought was becoming mush.
“N-no, f-father,”
His words were stolen when a forceful grip attached to his jaw, forcing his mouth to meet Father Chi’s eager one.
Suo Wei didn’t understand this feeling. Saliva coated his lips, something hot and thick trying to budge them open. He whimpered, hands gripping at the fathers bare biceps.
He didn’t know what to do.
Something sharp clamped onto his lip pulling a loud yelp from his throat, just for the strange object to slip inside gliding over his teeth. Father Chi let out a strange sound, his tongue tasting every crevice almost mesmerizing the feeling.
The kiss deepened, the elder was practically sucking the air straight from the boy's lungs. He couldn’t stop. The more he licked, nipped, tasted - he felt his body craving for more
The grip loosened ever so slightly allowing Suo Wei a reprieve, his head twisted, gasping for air - feeling it rush into his starving lungs making his brain dizzy.
“S-stop, ungh,” he pushed again, wiggingly under the heavy weight.
His plea’s didn’t deter Father Chi, it only seemed to spur him on - his lips trailed down the column of Suo Wei’s neck burning the flesh. He would leave a few tender kisses, lick at the skin, before sinking his teeth in. Suo Wei would cry out pleading for mercy. But to no avail no one heard him.
Something trailed up his thigh almost ticklish, bunching up the thin fabric he wore. Goosebumps littered his flesh
“F-father! Please, I don’t- I don’t want this!”
The man finally raised up, his lips vaguely swollen glistening in the fire’s blaze. He looked like someone that had lost their last shred of sanity. Staring at Suo Wei like he was nothing more than prey under his palm.
“Suo Wei if you can’t handle this, then you don’t deserve to be a part of our family,” Father Chi bellowed, both hands working Suo Wei’s nightgown up his hips.
“No no,” Suo Wei wept.
He wanted to be here. Be a part of a family that knows how to care. Suo Wei had never felt like he belonged anywhere, but here it was different.
Jiang Xiao Shuai showed him perfectly.
Though, Father Chi was threatening to take that away. Tears soaked his face, his whole body trembling under the elders' scrutiny.
“F-father..please, I’ll do anything,” Suo Wei twisted, cold air swept over his bare skin, the nightgown sat snug around his waist.
“Anything?” Father Chi leaned forward, his nose nudging against Suo Wei’s damp cheek. He inhaled the salty scent, tongue swiping out to lick a wide stripe all the way up to the boys dripping eyelashes.
He nodded, eyes not wanting to meet the fathers.
“Ahh, now that I think about it,” Father Chi’s lip twined on one side, “I don’t think there's anything else I want at the moment,”
Father Chi’s chest swelled watching a broken sob rattling the boy’s shoulders. He wanted to hear more of those precious sounds.
“You’re such a crybaby Suo Wei, I’ve barely touched you,”
Suo Wei could feel hands splay over his abdomen, fingers massaging and kneading the slight fat.
Father Chi’s mouth began to water, his attention drifting down catching on the cotton taught around the boy's pelvis. His hand wandered out cupping the shivering mound eliciting a gasp from the other. A thumb traced slowly up the fervently dampening blotch.
“Would you look at that,” Father Chi bit out, his thumb pressed down against a little bundle of nerves feeling it pulse softly.
It must have felt good - Suo Wei’s spine curved, a hand reaching between his legs to swat away the father. He didn’t know what to do. He couldn’t sit still.
If he kept pestering Father Chi he would feel his fury. Suo Wei didn’t want that. He just wanted this to be over with.
The room thickened with the scent of viscid sweat and salty tears. Father Chi swirled his thumb over the boy's clit watching him whine and shiver, feeling his cock grind against the seam of his pants.
“Has anyone touched you here, sweetheart?”
Suo Wei shook his head, lip tucked between his teeth.
Father Chi pressed hard, dipping down to nudge at the weeping entrance. Suo Wei shook like a leaf, unable to focus on anything else but the strange sensation tingling through his lower abdomen. His toes curled, fingers fisting the abundance of sheets.
“Have you ever touched yourself?”
Truthfully, Suo Wei didn’t register the question, he was too enthralled by the pressure of Father Chi’s fingers, how they tickled his body in all the right places. Even though he wanted it to stop, he couldn’t help but press up into the touch.
It all vanished, only for Father Chi’s hand to crack down on his cunt like a bolt of thunder. It stung, making a wail lodge itself in the boy's throat.
Suo Wei tried to shut his legs, but two hands kept them pried open.
“I asked you a question Suo Wei, I expect an answer.” Father Chi soothed the area he blistered, thumb returning to its journey swirling around the boy’s clit. This time the touch was light, not enough to ensue much pleasure but just to tease.
Suo Wei couldn’t think, his body was beginning to buzz with a feeling he had never felt. His hips canted asking for more, but his body trembled afraid of the outcome.
“Ungh- I…I’ve n-never, father,” Suo Wei let out a meek whimper, humping the air.
Father Chi’s chin tilted, his vacant hand coming down to massage his cock through his pants. He wanted to feel Suo Wei wrapped around him, but watching him weep just from a few strokes was almost as good. His skin began to heat up, mouth watering with the need to devour the boy wholly.
“Suo Wei…do you know what that means?” Father Chi leaned down, his breath fanning the boy's face eliciting more goosebumps. Suo Wei could feel his mouth hover just above his sensitive ear making his shoulders shiver.
“N-no father,”
“It means when I fuck your pussy, no one else is allowed to touch you,” his teeth gnawed down on the boy’s earlobe. Father Chi could feel him squirming, mewling as silent tears raced down his flushed face. “You’ll have no choice but to be mine after,”
Suo Wei wept, he didn’t understand what the Father meant. All he wanted to be was a part of a family.
“No..” the boy began to shove at the Father’s bare chest, his fingers sinking into his muscle. He couldn’t bear through this anymore, he couldn’t breath or think. He just wanted to escape.
Father Chi straightened up, busying himself with detaining those slender wrists and pressing them into the bed above the boy's head. He couldn’t handle much more of the teasing himself. His erection was almost painful, feeling like his cock was going to explode.
“Don’t you dare move, Suo Wei,” Father Chi released the boy, scooting down until he sat between the boy's trembling legs. His hands soothed up and down those sallow thighs that haunted his dreams. Squeezing them just to watch his red finger prints bloom. Suo Wei cried and the father could see his body and mind protesting against each other.
“F-father…father I wanna g-go home,” Suo Wei mumbled, his tone wet and small.
“You are home, Suo Wei, this is where you belong now,”
The boy’s head shook, he wanted to drop his hands to knock away that prying touch, but he couldn’t get his body to work. Suo Wei was horrified at what the outcome would be.
Father Chi was too engrossed to pay mind to the weeping boy, his hands trailed down, fingers mousing under the cotton fabric. In one full sweep it pooled beside them on the bed. His attention dropped down to the nervously soaking cunt - entranced by the pink color, and the little clit that began to blush. Suo Wei’s little entrance twitched against the frigid air harassing it. Clean and untouched.
The older man hovered his head a few inches away from Suo Wei’s sopping cunt, letting a glob of spit ooze from his mouth and sore down. He watched it gather over his clit, trailing down and dipping into his entrance.
Suo Wei felt weird, his mouth tried to work around another plea but the words were upside down. He felt something dry and rough cup his cunt, prodding against his entrance.
Father Chi pressed his digit into Suo Wei who was beginning to wail, his hands twitching with the need to come down.
“Ah ah ah, Suo Wei,” Father Chi tutted, his finger sinking deeper forcing the walls to yield to him. “What did I say?”
Suo Wei’s fingers gripped something that felt like a pillow, he could feel them begging to come down. The burning sensation was too much.
“No- f-father…ahh, I don-t want this…” Suo Wei’s hips twisted trying to buck away from the eccentric feeling.
Father Chi sank down until his last knuckle sat snug against the boy's cunt, beginning to twist and prod trying to find a rhythm that made the boy's legs tingle. Suo Wei clenched like he wanted to keep the intrusion from sinking deeper, but it made Father Chi all the more relentless as he began vigorously pushing in another finger.
The stretch ached - burned up Suo Wei’s pelvis. His eyes slammed shut, feeling disgusted with the moistened sounds his body began releasing.
Father Chi ignored the way the boy’s knees began to turn inward - his gaze was locked on his large, spindly fingers sinking deeper into Suo Wei’s hungry cunt. He retracted them, before pushing them back in with a curl.
Suo Wei could only release breathy sounds, moans were stuck in his throat, but his hips grinded down, that burning pain subsided to something much more pleasurable. He felt father Chi move, those digits pulling out and pushing in with vigor, making his cunt produce more slick. He hated it.
“O-oh, hngh~ahh, f-father, no” Something began to tighten in Suo Wei’s abdomen. Something foreign. It felt good but almost painful, like he needed to pee.
His lithe legs began to close around that ruthless hand, he couldn’t even think straight. Hips bucking into the feeling as though he were chasing for more even when he wanted the ruthless harassment to stop.
“F-father!” Suo Wei let his hands drop, too absorbed into this euphoric feeling to care about the fathers orders, his small fingers holding the older man's arm as though he could stop him. But, Father Chi became all the more crazed. His fingers twisted and curled, arm quickening its pace
He knew what the boy was experiencing and he wanted to get him to that point as quickly as he could. Suo Wei’s walls fluttered before clamping down again.
The boy wailed, his legs widening and kicking up in the air. Suo Wei could feel all of his tendons snap rigid, that knot in his stomach bursting, something hot began gushing out of him.
“Atta boy, you’re doing so good Suo Wei,” Father Chi kept fucking him with his fingers, eyes wide and gawking at the clear liquid gushing out of his cunt. It splattered all over the bed, wetting his own loungewear.
“Ahh! Nngh~” Suo Wei’s curved spine went lax against the bed, his body twisting in itself to escape those fingers. He couldn’t process anything other than that pleasurable feeling was becoming painful again. He wanted Father Chi to stop, it was too much.
The older man let his fingers slip from the boy's soaking, stretched entrance. Watching his body twitch, small moans slipping from his lips.
His own arousal was overbearing, his chest heaved, eyes consumed by his inky pupils.
Father Chi gripped the boy's hips, yanking him back into place. It was easy, Suo Wei had become a puddle of moans and whimpers as sweet as a bird's melody.
The elder stared down into those glassy eyes, the ones so docile that they had hooked him immediately.
“N-no…” Suo Wei wept feeling his legs parting out of their own violation. He was done. He wanted to go back to his room. To check on Xiao Shuai.
Suo Wei tried to sit up but his muscles were heavy, his whole body had loosened, relaxing into the father's persistent touch.
“Stop your whining boy,” Father Chi almost sounded breathless. He shuffled below Suo Wei, the bed dipping with each movement. “You deserve this.”
Suo Wei could only whine. His blurry gaze settled on the dimly lit ceiling.
Father Chi slid down his pants until his cock sprung free - the nipping air almost hurt. He let his hand drop, squeezing near the base. His flushed tip leaked more milky white, some dropping onto Suo Wei’s inner thighs.
“Walking around, swaying those hips trying to tease me,” Father Chi shivered as he glided his cock up and down the boy’s pulsing cunt. His ears tingled at Suo Wei’s pathetic sounds.
“No - ahh, f-father,” Suo Wei shook his head to and fro, hands coming to press against the fathers sturdy abdomen. Those frail hands were caught, locked against his very own sides. He tried to wriggle free, but the grip only tightened, bruising the flesh below.
“Shh,” Father Chi pressed forward, his tip catching on the boy's dainty pink entrance, the petite walls trying to open up as much as they could.
Suo Wei began to shake, desperate pleas falling from his trembling lips. This felt different from the father’s fingerS, it was larger, stretching him open whether he wanted to or not.
“Talking and thinking about others while in my presence,” the older man continued his rant, watching his cock sink deeper into that sweltering heat. “Maybe I should lock you in here, keep you away from everyone else, then you would have no choice but to focus on me,”
Suo Wei wailed, his fingers twitching at his sides, pain surged through his groin. He felt something prodding at his tummy.
“F-father! Nnnghh~ it h-hurts,” Suo Wei keened, his lungs burning with each breath. “N-no mo-more, ahh-“
Father Chi bottomed out with a groan, his head tilting back. The feeling was better than everything he had dreamed of. He could feel Suo Wei trying to snap his cock off.
He retracted his hips, and the boy breathed in harshly. Father Chi watched him, his cock sliding back in all the way until their hips kissed.
Suo Wei looked down to where they were conjoined, his teary eyes catching on a bulge protruding from his stomach. He began to cry, the sight scaring him more than the act itself.
Father Chi noticed as well, grinding his cock deeper just to watch the bulge twitch. “I told you to eat more sweetheart, see you’re so small,”
The older man grinned like a maniac, a few of his own breathy moans spilling from his lips. Suo Wei let his head drop back down. Eyes shutting - wishing he could escape this torture.
But the father didn’t let him. His hips retracted once more before he found a new rhythm. The thrusts were hollowing, jolting Suo Wei’s pliant body up the bed. He had no choice but to succumb to the fathers relentlessness.
His legs shook, body trying to process the amount of decadence coursing through it.
“Hnngh~ f-father…father!” Suo wei chanted like prayer, mind muddled with the white heat coursing through his veins.
As much as Father Chi adored the boy's delicate sounds, he knew others would be listening. It made his blood run hot. No one should have the chance to hear his pretty wails.
“Hush, Suo Wei,” Father Chi reached over gripping a familiar damp cotton, he pressed it against the boy's mouth until he begrudgingly accepted it. “Do you want everyone knowing that you’re whoring yourself out to their leader?”
Suo Wei felt humiliated, his own panties covered his moans, the saccharine musky taste of his own arousal coated over his tongue.
Father Chi went back to his endeavor, fucking into the small body with tenacity, completely consumed with his own lust and obsession. He used Suo Wei’s wrists as leverage, slightly tugging at the limbs with each brutal thrust.
The boy sobbed around the fabric, fat tears flowing down his cheeks like a broken dam. His body was tired, but he could feel his abdomen begin to contract, another wave of intense heat blistering his abdomen.
He couldn’t take it anymore.
Father Chi felt his own orgasm peaking, driving his thick cock into the boy's pulsating cunt, feeling how it tried to milk him.
He wanted to shoot his seed so deep in the boy’s womb that he would taste it at the back of his throat.
Suo Wei’s hips began to hump the air, his babbles sounding muffled. He was close, desperate for a release he didn’t quite understand.
Father Chi released the boy’s arms seeing red begin to tinge the skin. He leaned forward, bending Suo Wei in half until the boy could barely breath, his knees brushing against his chest.
Suo Wei’s eyes bulged out of his head, the angle feeling much more viscous than the previous one. It felt like Father Chi was trying to hollow out his insides. He screamed around the makeshift gag - body convulsing.
“Ah- fuck,” Father Chi moaned, “I’m going to keep you plugged up with my cum,” The older man was so drunk on pleasure, his fantasies began spilling out. “Fuck a baby into you, nngh~”
Father Chi stared down at Suo Wei who was shaking, head jostling side to side, but he couldn’t protest. His lips stretched to a cheshire grin. He leaned forward, lips nudging at Suo Wei’s inflamed ear, "Everyone will know who you belong to then,” he breathed.
Suo Wei couldn’t hold back anymore. His back arched, chest pressing into the fathers. His vision began to spot a shrill ringing splintering his ears.
Father Chi felt the boy begin to convulse, his cunt clamping down ceasing all movement.
Suo Wei’s eyes rolled back like he were possessed, the panties slightly slipping from his slack jaw. The feeling was so intense he thought he was knocking on heaven's doors.
Father Chi felt his own orgasm rear its head, his cock pulsing before a milky white drenched Suo Wei’s insides, seeping into his womb. He moaned, trying to press deeper into the boy.
The room went still, a serene silence draping over the pair. Heaving breathes and Suo Wei’s whimpers of exhaustion were the only sounds to be heard.
Suo Wei went slack underneath the father's suffocating weight. His mind wasn’t worried about escaping anymore. Seeking out Xiao Shuai to see if he was okay. It was as if he were floating, his body felt light, numb to every touch.
Father Chi straightened up, he didn’t want to pull out his softening cock - not until he was sure Suo Wei soaked in every bit of his seed.
The bed creaked as the older man rearranged them until he felt the bed’s plush warp around him, Suo Wei’s comfortable weight draping over his chest.
“Shh, it’s okay sweetheart, let it out,”
Slick tears slid down the boy's face dropping onto Father Chi’s naked chest that was already drenched in sweat - delicate sounds fell from his lips, ones from exhaustion and defeated acceptance.
Father Chi couldn’t ask for more, this was everything he had been searching for. Everything he had pleaded the divine for.
His hand combed through the boys damp hair, their bodies molding into one. Sleep soon slipped over them, lulling their bodies into a deep slumber.