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Without anything connecting them, Duan Wenlun and Luo Hanchi had lost touch for the most part. Since their absurd one-night stand, their next encounter was at the wedding of Ran Anjia and Zhao Feidan. Duan Wenlun put on his suit and stepped out of his house, only to find a black Mercedes waiting instead of his own car. The rear window lowered, revealing Luo Hanchi’s face.
“Hop in, I’ll give you a ride.”
Duan Wenlun raised an eyebrow but said nothing, still getting into the car. As the car started, there was an initial silence between them. Luo Hanchi wasn’t accustomed to such fancy suits, feeling a bit awkward no matter how he wore it, continuously adjusting his tie.
“So, you called me up just to torture my eyes?”
Luo Hanchi let out a few hums, loosening his tie and draping it over the back of the seat. How should he put this? ‘Young master, your taste from last time was fantastic, left me longing for more. How about another appointment?’ He couldn’t help but wonder if his crotch could handle a second blow.
Duan Wenlun extended his left hand, conveniently placing it under Luo Hanchi’s right hand. The rough and dark hand of Luo Hanchi contrasted well with the fair and delicate fingers beneath.
“This couch is quite soft, it seems like you’ve played a lot in the car.”
Luo Hanchi often didn’t grasp the hints of cultured conversations, but when it came to bedroom jokes, he quickly caught on to twists and turns. On the surface, he presented himself as a refined gentleman, but deep down, he wanted someone carefree, no strings attached, someone he wouldn’t have to worry about.
“Care to give it a try?” Luo Hanchi’s hand rested on top of Duan Wenlun’s, their faces inching closer, first a cautious touch, then biting each other’s lips, invading each other’s mouths. The driver instinctively lowered a privacy partition.
As their shirts came off, Duan Wenlun’s hand found his way to Luo Hanchi’s belt. “Last time was unexpected, I let it slide. But I’ve always been the one in control, I’m not interested in being pinned down. Shouldn’t it be your turn to be the bottom this time?”
“It’s my first time, and it will hurt, I don’t want it.”
Duan Wenlun’s hands traced Luo Hanchi’s belt, pressing onto his butt with varying intensity. He chuckled softly, blowing air into Luo Hanchi’s ear. “I’m quite skilled, I promise to make your first time comfortable.”
“Liar!” Yet, deep down, Luo Hanchi had to admit those initial touches were indeed pleasurable.
“I did some research beforehand, I know someone who loves playing the alpha role.” As Duan Wenlun spoke, he had already undone Luo Hanchi’s belt and reached for the loosened waistband.
In Luo Hanchi’s mind, an urgent alarm rang—alert! Alert! If this conversation continues, your chastity is in danger! Luo Hanchi knew he couldn’t outwit Duan Wenlun, so he swiftly pulled away the hand on his pants and retaliated by tugging at Duan Wenlun’s trousers. The spark of romance instantly transformed into the fuse of conflict, and in the blink of an eye, the two were wrestling for dominance.
The driver, who had been driving steadily, suddenly felt the car sway slightly. Forget about maintaining an image; safety was the real concern. The driver swiftly made a decision, pulled the car over to the side of the road, grabbed his phone, and sat on the roadside steps, immersed in playing ‘Azure Horizon.’
Well, voluptuous girls with lively buttocks and ample bosoms were the true path to happiness!
Duan Wenlun had some training, thus his body was well-toned, but compared to Luo Hanchi, who had honed his skills in real-world battles from a young age, Duan Wenlun’s efforts seemed weak. Breathing heavily, Duan Wenlun leaned against the back of the couch, with Luo Hanchi, still full of energy, grinning mischievously on top of him. Taking advantage of Duan Wenlun catching his breath, Luo Hanchi swiftly pushed the chair back, catching Duan Wenlun off guard as he tumbled down. Seizing the opportunity, Luo Hanchi expertly removed the outer and inner pants clinging to Duan Wenlun’s legs.
“Don’t worry, I’ve prepared for this too. This time, I’m definitely going to make it mind-blowing for you,” Luo Hanchi boasted, swinging the lubricant in his hand in a showy manner.
Nearly ten days had passed since the first time, and the hidden little passage had reverted to its initial tightness. Even with the assistance of lubrication, inserting a single finger was quite challenging. However, Luo Hanchi was not known for his patience. Feeling that he had made sufficient progress, he went on to insert a second finger.
“Are you just fooling around?” Duan Wenlun felt like a fattened lamb waiting to be slaughtered. The sound of sharpening knives echoed in his ears, but the decisive blow was yet to come. Compared to the physical pain, the psychological torture was more unbearable for him. He wanted to urge the blade to strike quickly and put an end to this prolonged torture. But when he tried to speak again, it turned into a short and involuntary cry.
Alpha didn’t possess reproductive organs, relying instead on stimulating the G-spot to achieve climax. His G-spot was being repeatedly pressed, two fingers tracing circles there, alternating between gentle and firm touches. This mixture of pain and pleasure left Duan Wenlun both in pain and pleasure. He relaxed his tense body, legs straddling Luo Hanchi’s waist. His smooth toes traced a path up his thighs, finally reaching the stiff giant.
“You’re hard.”
The partially erect member had become completely rigid due to the toe’s stimulation, a drop of fluid sticking to the tip.
“Damn it,” Luo Hanchi pushed aside the foot, lifting Duan Wenlun’s leg and thrusting into his back hole, “Seems like you need a good pounding.”
Even after three fingers had prepared the way, the inner walls were still tightly clenched. Duan Wenlun gripped Luo Hanchi’s back tightly, his fingertips almost sinking into the flesh. Whatever pain he felt below, he returned it to Luo Hanchi through his grip.
Numbness and pain lingered for an indiscernible period, gradually giving way to a sweet comfort from behind. Pain and pleasure intermingled, drawing gasps from Duan Wenlun as he curled his toes, suppressing his moans deep in his throat.
A rich aroma of roses permeated the car, Luo Hanchi’s pheromones were subtle, an ink-like fragrance detectable only when close. The scents of desire and ink intertwined without truly merging, yet the desire intensified with each movement.
Luo Hanchi suddenly lifted Duan Wenlun’s now limp body, pressing his face against the glass on the side of the road. This sitting position allowed for deeper penetration. Duan Wenlun couldn’t help but cry out, attempting to turn his head away, but he was firmly held in place.
“Don’t hide, let everyone outside see how the esteemed Young Master Duan is getting all hot and bothered.”
The man with the ink-like fragrance was, in reality, an ordinary person without any artistic talents. Duan Wenlun wasn’t flustered; he just hooked a corner of his mouth, his beautiful eyes forming crescents, and that expression caused Luo Hanchi to momentarily lose focus. He just stared at Duan Wenlun, who opened his mouth and let out a seductive, crimson tongue, moaning softly.
“Ha… ha…”
“Fuck!”
Luo Hanchi forcefully thrust upwards, and Duan Wenlun’s low moans transformed into louder cries.
Duan Wenlun’s entire body trembled under the impact. Luo Hanchi pressed close to his ear and whispered sinisterly, “Scream louder. Let everyone outside hear how much of a slut you are!”
Duan Wenlun felt slightly panicked, knowing the car had one-way visibility. People outside couldn’t see in, but sound wasn’t restricted. He covered his mouth, only a faint sound escaping through his fingers.
Luo Hanchi moved Duan Wenlun’s hand and pressed it against the glass. He climbed onto the couch, his entire body lifting Duan Wenlun’s, entering and leaving his body rhythmically.
“I’m about to come. Do you think you can make me come like this?”
Duan Wenlun’s lower body was already dripping with fluids. In fact, the first time, under the influence of drugs, he had ejaculated without any stimulation. Afterward, he had felt completely drained. But now, relying purely on the climax from behind, he was still slightly lacking.
“Let go!”
“Ah… Why don’t you try then!”
“What if you don’t let go?”
Duan Wenlun turned his head with red eyes and glared, and Luo Hanchi sighed with regret, releasing his grip. Duan Wenlun used both hands to soothe his lower body, moving his hips in sync with Luo Hanchi’s motions, and both of them reached climax almost at the same time.
Considering the upcoming wedding, Luo Hanchi aimed outside when he ejaculated. He kindly grabbed a tissue to wipe it off for Duan Wenlun, receiving only an eye roll in return. The two of them sat naked on the back of the sofa, catching their breath.
“Get a health check when you can, and if there’s nothing wrong, we’ll set regular appointments for the future.” Duan Wenlun playfully tapped Luo Hanchi’s limp member with his toe. “I’m a clean freak, so if you’re going to make an appointment with me, keep things tidy.”
“What about your butt hole… Well, probably no one else would poke it. Just keep both the front and the back under control.”
“Hmph, you really have a vivid imagination. Always wanting to be on top.”
Luo Hanchi didn’t say anything, thinking to himself: Who’s the one dreaming here, anyway?
As the window was being rolled up, the driver glanced up from his game to see his boss adjusting his tie, taking a post-cigarette drag on the car window. The driver pocketed his phone and leisurely returned to the car, lowering the partition just as slowly.
“Don’t you know how to tie a tie?”
Sure enough, he saw the boss’s fling fixing his clothes attentively with a furrowed brow.
“Not so tight, hey, hey, hey, I can’t breathe!”
After the boss tossed his extinguished cigarette out of the window, the driver stepped on the gas. The car arrived at the venue almost exactly on time for the start of the wedding. Glancing in the rearview mirror, the driver saw the two men sitting by the window, a significant distance between them. The small couch managed to convey a clear separation between them, like the boundary between two worlds.
“Boss, we’re here,” the driver’s voice hadn’t fully settled when Duan Wenlun pushed the door open and stepped out.
“Okay, let me know when it’s over.”
“Boss, he just left like that… Is that okay?”
“It’s not like we were going to leave together anyway.” Luo Hanchi felt a bit annoyed, but what could he do? At most, he could seek revenge the next time he has sex with him. After a while, Luo Hanchi also got out of the car. As they walked, the two ‘unexpectedly encountered’ each other at the banquet. Standing beside Duan Wenlun was Ruan Anjia, dressed in a pure white suit, like a beautiful and innocent white swan.
Ruan Anjia stared at Luo Hanchi’s face and smiled. “Brother Chi, the corners of your mouth are also red. Just like Brother Wenlun, are you also feeling hot?”
Ruan Anjia’s voice wasn’t loud, but he was undoubtedly the center of attention at the wedding. His words brought a wave of light laughter from the crowd. The appearance of the two men’s lips unmistakably suggested a recent intimate encounter, but no one expected these two incompatible individuals to end up together.
Unlike these aristocrats who hid their intentions, Luo Hanchi wasn’t one to beat around the bush. He smirked and said, “I met a kinky person who likes to kiss and nibble all over me.” His shameless words caused Ruan Anjia to blush.
Duan Wenlun’s smile twisted for a moment, but quickly returned to its usual formal expression. “I’m feeling hot, all thanks to some despicable person.”
Ruan Anjia was about to console him as usual when Zhao Feidan approached. With his usual expressionless face, he lowered his head and asked Ruan Anjia, “What’s wrong?”
As soon as Ran Anjia saw Zhao Feidan, he was so happy that the scent of gardenia was much stronger, and he didn’t remember that he was surrounded by alphas. Zhao Feidan’s rare frown appeared as he pulled Ruan Anjia into his arms. “The wedding is about to begin, let’s get ready.”
“Okay!” The proud little swan transformed into a soft and adorable white rabbit, hopping along with Zhao Feidan. As they left, Zhao Feidan glanced back at Duan Wenlun and Luo Hanchi, his eyes carrying a sharp and chilly glint.
From the moment Zhao Feidan appeared to his departure, Duan Wenlun’s expression didn’t look too good. He had always acted arrogantly towards Luo Hanchi, taunting and indirectly mocking him. But towards Zhao Feidan, he displayed open and intense hatred.
“Didn’t expect you to dislike Zhao Feidan so much. I remember Anjia saying he and I belong to the same category, both self-made success stories.”
“You’re quite self-praising. His story is much more inspiring than yours, a clean and honest rise through self-effort. You began by lending high-interest loans, after all. His background is spotless, but I can see through this cunning and scheming individual at a glance. He’s definitely up to something.”
“Opposites repel?” Luo Hanchi received a cold stare from Duan Wenlun, “Then why didn’t you stop him?”
“Looks like you still don’t know,” Duan Wenlun said as he sipped his cocktail, then continued after completely piquing Luo Hanchi’s curiosity, “The Ran family has done everything they can to stop An Jia. He got so angry that he completely severed ties with his family. Now, he’s living with Zhao in a little rundown house, living life to the fullest. I even paid for this wedding. If I tried to stop him too, the Ran family would likely end up in a tough spot. I still want to be a good brother to him.”
Not only to help Ran’s family take care of Ran Anjia, but also not to destroy his image in front of Ran Anjia. Neither side can offend Zhao Feidan, so he doesn’t speak ill of Zhao Feidan behind his back, Duan Wenlun skillfully controlled the delicate situation.
“Wow… You’re quite the strategist.”
“I’ll take that as a compliment.” The dumbfounded expression on Luo Hanchi’s face lessened some of Duan Wenlun’s resentment toward Zhao Feidan. The mask of being a good brother remained intact throughout the wedding.
With Ran Anjia now having his own alpha, he naturally relied less on his ‘good brother.’ Duan Wenlun used the extra time to indulge in casual encounters. Their health check results were consistently good. Two people with no morals played as they pleased, sometimes with protection, sometimes without. Duan Wenlun initially thought of setting scheduled weekly appointments, but Luo Hanchi’s carefree nature clashed with his plans. He ended up visiting the young master unannounced, kissing, touching, and before they knew it, the night had passed.
Duan Wenlun often woke up to the warmth of Luo Hanchi’s embrace. He was like a natural hand warmer, and waking up motionless made Duan Wenlun question his principles of planned appointments and no overnight stays. Forget it, feed it to the dogs.
Apart from that, the sex was quite enjoyable. The person above was very active, and he would help clean up when he was tired from playing and fell asleep. No need for insincere sweet talk; Duan Wenlun’s nature was one of sarcasm and wit in Luo Hanchi’s presence.
Of course, it would be even better if he could top.
Luo Hanchi remained unaware that Duan Wenlun had gradually accepted his place underneath. After months of anxiously anticipating potential retaliation from the small-minded Duan Wenlun, Luo Hanchi received a call from him, requesting a meeting at a restaurant. Alarm bells rang in his mind—meeting at a restaurant, not at either of their homes!
Arriving at the restaurant and seeing Duan Wenlun and Ran Anjia seated together, the alarm bells reached a deafening volume. Luo Hanchi had already imagined a dramatic scene where Duan Wenlun would fight for love and win back his heart’s love.
We were both disqualified from the race. When did you secretly return to the starting line and snatch the championship?!
Luo Hanchi nearly confronted Duan Wenlun, but seeing Ran Anjia’s tearful eyes, he composed himself and gently asked, “What’s wrong?”
Ran Anjia sobbed softly, and Duan Wenlun patted his back reassuringly. Luo Hanchi stared at that hand, wishing he could shoot lasers and burn it away.
“At first, it was just suspicion. Feidan grew increasingly distant, looking at me as though he was seeing someone else through me. I didn’t dare tell anyone, only whispered to Brother Wenlun. He told me to be cautious. A few days ago, I found… Feidan kept an old coat, saying it was a precious memento of a loved one. But inside the coat’s pocket, I found a photo. The person in the photo looks a lot like me.”
Ran Anjia’s voice trembled as he spoke, and Duan Wenlun comforted him. He showed Luo Hanchi the photo on his phone. “I’ve been trying to identify this person. You can ask the loan sharks you know. Maybe he died at a young age, perhaps he couldn’t bear the weight of the debt and committed suicide.”
After instructing Ran Anjia to keep this confidential, they began their search for the mysterious figure. Through this ‘White Moonlight,’ they uncovered a corner of Zhao Feidan’s true identity. Zhao Feidan wasn’t originally a Zhao; he was abandoned as a child and cared for by White Moonlight, a fragile soul who raised him in an orphanage. Adopted by his current father, he changed his name, only to discover White Moonlight had passed away when he was ready to repay his debt of gratitude.
“Getting close to An Jia is definitely for revenge for this person. Targeting someone fated to be his enemy, someone who looks so much like the person he loves… This mix of love and hate is beyond melodramatic!” As Luo Hanchi finished, the table was littered with discarded melon seeds.
“Oh.”
“Why aren’t you reacting, Master Duan?”
“What kind of reaction do you want? You’ve narrated this so vividly, I’m almost ready to applaud you. Do you think you’re a storyteller? This ridiculous situation is happening right in front of me, and you expect me to listen to gossip with a smile? Forget it.” With a cold expression, Duan Wenlun left with his coat.
“Hey, where are you going? We haven’t even started yet!”
Duan Wenlun’s departure was punctuated by a loud door slam.
Before Duan Wenlun could warn Ran Anjia about his revelation, it seemed that Ran Anjia had already been exposed. He was now imprisoned in Zhao Feidan’s house. Zhao Feidan also revealed his true identity: CEO of Ruiyun Corporation, wealthy and influential. He disrupted the Ran family’s business while using Ran Anjia as leverage. Duan Wenlun was also affected, his busy schedule continuing for a month. During his appointments with Luo Hanchi, his eyes would involuntarily close due to exhaustion.
Luo Hanchi was stunned when he heard the even breathing sound of the person below him, it was really exciting to have a sleeping rape play—this was truly an unexpected thrill… not!
Luo Hanchi reached out to touch Duan Wenlun’s tender nipple, which felt incredibly soft and felt very good to the touch. He had long wanted to do this, but Duan Wenlun always held him back. Gently caressing and kneading the nipple with two fingers, Duan Wenlun’s eyelashes fluttered slightly as he released a soft moan. Luo Hanchi stretched out his tongue to lick the right nipple again, and Duan Wenlun snorted softly when the tip of his tongue brushed across it.
“I told you not to touch there.” Duan Wenlun pushed Luo Hanchi’s head away, his voice and touch both soft and gentle, a sign of his fatigue.
“I really like it, you know? Go on, touch it. Your nipples are all excited,” Luo Hanchi said, holding Duan Wenlun’s hand and brushing against the firm nipples. “If you’re too tired, just sleep. Casual hookups are meant to be pleasurable, so why bother if it’s not?”
With his eyes closed, Duan Wenlun nodded, and Luo Hanchi pulled back the covers and slipped into the bed. Duan Wenlun’s body temperature was slightly low, and snuggling up was incredibly comfortable.
“I’m free tomorrow morning. We can…” Duan Wenlun’s voice grew quieter as he spoke, and he fell asleep before finishing his sentence.
The next day, Duan Wenlun was awakened by a tingling sensation in his body.
“Awake!” Luo Hanchi was using two fingers to explore Duan Wenlun’s butt hole, while his other hand was teasing Duan Wenlun’s morning arousal. Seeing that Duan Wenlun was awake, Luo Hanchi released his grip and leaned in, presenting his little brother to Duan Wenlun’s open mouth. “Good morning, let’s have some breakfast.”
Duan Wenlun’s eyebrows furrowed in almost a frown; he was somewhat germophobic and had never engaged in oral activities before.
“Don’t worry, I just took a shower. It’s definitely clean down there. And I don’t mind if you haven’t brushed your teeth. Come on!” Luo Hanchi’s sentence ended with a slightly pleading tone. The object was still positioned at Duan Wenlun’s mouth, and after a brief hesitation, Duan Wenlun opened his mouth wide and swallowed the giant.
Although it was Duan Wenlun’s first experience performing oral sex, he had enjoyed such service many times. He followed suit, making sure not to expose his teeth, and managed to accommodate the giant thing deep.
“Ah… so comfortable, especially watching you serve me from this angle.”
Luo Hanchi gazed down at Duan Wenlun, the words quite audacious. Duan Wenlun was tempted to bite him with his sharp teeth, but Luo Hanchi began moving, thrusting his giant repeatedly into Duan Wenlun’s throat, almost making him vomit.
Duan Wenlun moaned softly, and Luo Hanchi panted, saying, “I’m really sorry, I couldn’t hold back. I promise not to come in your mouth!” Duan Wenlun moaned in response, flipping Luo Hanchi a middle finger. While Luo Hanchi indeed didn’t ejaculate in Duan Wenlun’s mouth, he did shoot his thick semen onto Duan Wenlun’s chest.
“Ah, you’ve kept me waiting for so many days, and look, I’ve come so strongly.”
Duan Wenlun coughed a few times and hoarsely scolded, “Are you crazy? I have a meeting in the afternoon, and you’re playing so hard!”
“Well, then don’t go.”
“Don’t go? If I’m ruined by someone named Zhao, are you going to support me?”
Luo Hanchi pondered for a moment and shook his head sincerely, “I can’t afford that.”
“Only I can take care of you. Be a good boy and show me your butt hole, offer it to your sugar daddy.”
Luo Hanchi pounced, “Let me serve you, Young Master Duan.”
The butt hole was well-lubricated, easily accommodating Luo Hanchi’s big brother. He moved slowly, each thrust rubbing around the G-spot. He pretended to be a gentleman and asked, “Young Master Duan, what would you like me to do next?”
“Don’t play around, just come in… Ah, ah, ah!” Before Duan Wenlun could finish his sentence, Luo Hanchi thrust vigorously, stimulating the G-spot intensely.
“I have a suggestion, Young Master Duan. Your nipples are quite sensitive. I suggest we try ejaculating both from your nipples and your butt hole.” Luo Hanchi pressed against Duan Wenlun’s body, a faint ink fragrance lingering around Duan Wenlun’s nose. This time, his words perfectly matched the gentleman tone.
“Mmm… you wish, uh!”
Luo Hanchi once again licked Duan Wenlun’s nipple.
“I can clearly feel it!”
Duan Wenlun’s lower body rubbed against Luo Hanchi’s abdomen, his body trembling involuntarily. Just as Luo Hanchi once again stimulated his G-spot, Duan Wenlun reached climax.
“See, Young Master Duan, isn’t my suggestion quite good?”
“You…” Duan Wenlun couldn’t find words, his post-orgasmic tremors tightly gripping Luo Hanchi’s giant. It had swelled, continuing to stimulate his sensitive G-spot. Luo Hanchi sprinted back and forth several times like this, and when Duan Wenlun was almost worn out again, he finally ejaculated inside.
“Move aside!” Duan Wenlun, still naked, pushed Luo Hanchi away and headed for the bathroom. After his shower, his stomach growled loudly. He saw that Luo Hanchi had prepared a pot of fragrant congee in the living room, adorned with minced meat and chopped vegetable leaves.
“Made it early, eat up.”
Duan Wenlun had tasted Luo Hanchi’s cooking before; he knew this congee was light and refreshing, perfectly suited to his taste. Even if he hired a chef, it might not be as delicious as what Luo Hanchi had prepared.
“Your kitchen has nothing in it. I bought some things and put them there. If you mind, I can take them back.”
“Up to you. I only use a microwave and a refrigerator in the kitchen.”
“You rich folks are so wasteful. You don’t need a range top or stove. What’s the point of buying expensive ones?”
‘Bought them for you,’ Duan Wenlun nearly blurted out. If he said this to Luo Hanchi, he probably wouldn’t be able to attend the meeting due to goosebumps all over his body.
“What’s wrong? Why aren’t you talking?”
“After eating, get lost!”
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