Wei Dong had never thought that one day he and Qin Youyou would be in an impasse about who would be on top.

He’s already done enough lying down—he wanted to be on top, or take him from behind. He wanted to be in control again. But Qin Youyou wouldn’t allow him, and he wouldn’t allow any position that required vigorous movements of his hips.

Wei Dong pushed him down firmly underneath his body, patiently debating. “I’ll be gentle. If it gets uncomfortable, I’ll stop, is that okay?”

“It’s not okay,” Qin Youyou had just been opened up and now his face was flushed and his legs trembling. He was still gasping for air after being kissed, but his voice was resolute[1]. “I’ll be on top.”

“I only need to do it for twenty minutes. After twenty minutes I’ll swap with you. Is that okay?” Wei Dong compromised.

Qin Youyou refused. “No go.”

Wei Dong weakly sucked on his lower lip then nibbled it. “Then I’ll let you come once. It won’t take you twenty minutes to come the first time, and then you can sit on top. How about that?”

“…”

Qin Youyou’s face was flushed and he kept silent. He wondered if Wei Dong was looking down on him. Even though what he said was objectively true, he still didn’t have to be so blunt about it…

Before Qin Youyou could muster up an angry expression, Wei Dong pulled up his leg, slung it over his should and pushed down on him to stop him from squirming. He held his cock and lined it up, pushing deeply into that hole.

Qin Youyou took an involuntary gasp and held it in until Wei Dong had finally pushed all the way down to the root. Only then did he pant for breath, letting out a quivering “aah.”

“You…” Qin Youyou’s eyes turned red. At that second, his scalp tingled and his toes curled up. He wanted to pretend to be angry, but the chance to do so had already passed. Wei Dong understood the meaning of every single one of his reactions—no matter if it was pain or pleasure, through red eyes and gritted teeth—Wei Dong understood them at a glance.

Wei Dong was in such bliss that even he, who normally was quiet, couldn’t help but let out a deep sigh of pleasure as he thrust powerfully into him.

He kissed the person in his arms over and over again, slowly thrusting for a while, before he propped himself up and began vigorously thrusting his cock into that tight opening.

Qin Youyou almost moaned out immediately, an instinctual reaction that happened every time he was faced with Wei Dong’s body. He was never able to resist. He held on to Wei Dong’s arm and futilely tried to resist, his voice seemed to shatter. “… Ge, don’t… Stop for a moment, Ge…”

Wei Dong did not stop, nor could he stop. He held Qin Youyou’s wrists above his head with one hand while the other hand caressed all over his exposed chest and neck. Qin Youyou was rubbed until his muscles were rubber, and the small red buds on his chest were pinched and nipped by rough fingers, causing both pain and arousal that courses through his entire body, making his skin tingle from pleasure.

Wei Dong didn’t utter a word, his eyes remained glued to him, his lower body ruthlessly fucking into him.

Qin Youyou wanted to speak, but his mind couldn’t come up with a coherent thought. As soon as he opened his mouth a moan escaped that he simply couldn’t hold back. It didn’t come from his throat but from his entire body—his heart, his chest, his internal organs shuddered and echoed, his three souls and seven spirits chasing after the two words “Wei Dong”, rising and falling in a tidal wave of pleasure. In one moment it felt suffocating, the next it felt like tossed high. Other than the sobs of “Ah, ah…” he was absolutely unable to form any other words.

Qin Youyou cried as he came.

His eyes were unfocused, tears streaming uncontrollably down his face, and his heart seemed to be suspended in midair as he panted and trembled nonstop from head to toe.

Wei Dong held him for a long time as he slowly came to.

“Ge,” he trembled and wept. “… I don’t like it when you’re like this… Why do you always refuse to listen to me…” Wei Dong lowered his head to kiss him, but he turned his face away. “I don’t like it… It upsets me… When you’re like this you make me worry…” His emotions had been pushed to the limit along with his physical pleasure, and it took a while for him to regain his sense.

He cried pitifully. “You know I’m worried, I’m scared your bones will get injured again. You just don’t listen, you don’t care. You don’t care about anything, and you don’t care about how I feel. I’m so scared, okay? I saw your shattered body, and watched it heal bit by bit. I’ve watched you for so long, enduring it day by day, but why don’t you think about how it feels for me to have felt that… Why can’t you think about me…?”

Qin Youyou cried so hard he couldn’t breathe.

Wei Dong was dumbstruck.

All he wanted to do was be on top, how had it turned into such a serious matter?

His cock was still buried deep in Qin Youyou’s body. Wei Dong bent to pull out, pulling some wet wipes to carelessly clean up. He didn’t care about anything else—he quickly rushed to hold Qin Youyou.

Qin Youyou had rolled over and curled up as soon he’d pulled out of him, still breathing heavily and refusing to pay attention to him.

“Youyou,” Wei Dong held him from behind. “I was wrong, don’t be sad…”

Qin Youyou struggled a bit but was held even tighter so he simply stopped moving and closed his eyes and sniffled.

“Youyou… Don’t be angry anymore, okay?” Wei Dong kissed his ear. “I promise I won’t do it again. From now on I’ll listen to you. Whatever you say I’ll do.”

The biggest advantage Wei Dong had against Qin Youyou, was that this kid was easy to coax. No matter how wronged he felt, nor how sad he was, his biggest fear was not being coaxed. Once you did it, he immediately felt better.

Wei Dong held him as he turned him over. Qin Youyou didn’t struggle, he only furrowed his eyebrows and asked with tears in his eyes, “How often have you said something and gone back on it? How is there reasoning behind that?”

“I won’t do it ever again,” Wei Dong said.

Qin Youyou snorted, but didn’t continue the battle.

He didn’t have the energy right now, and wanted to burrowed as usual into Wei Dong’s arms, then he remembered he was still annoyed so how could he just…

Before his brain could react, Wei Dong grabbed the back of his head and pulled him into his embrace.

Qin Youyou blinked, then slowly closed his eyes as he rubbed his head against Wei Dong’s chest.

What about saving face…? What is saving face worth anyway…

Wei Dong chuckled quietly.

Qin Youyou groaned. “You’re laughing at me.”

“I’m definitely not. I like you.” Wei Dong answered.

Qin Youyou snorted again. “Today for your punishment, you’re not allowed to come.”

“Huh?”

Qin Youyou suddenly felt a rush of satisfaction—he had this person exactly where he wanted him. He looked up at Wei Dong, groped his crotch with his hand, and a cunning expression flashed across his face. “Why haven’t you gone down yet? Anyway. Today, you don’t get any pleasure.”

Wei Dong had already been gone half soft by Qin Youyou’s crying, but he couldn’t make himself go completely flaccid. He held Qin Youyou and whispered softly, “Don’t be like this…”

“It will be like this.” Qin Youyou answered.

Wei Dong held his hips. “Are you willing to abandon me to discomfort?”

Qin Youyou lost his resolve—he sputtered and couldn’t give an answer.

Even though the two of them were speaking with love, he couldn’t bear to hear the word “abandon” in their discussion.

Wei Dong looked down at him, and he understood what he was feeling.

The more he understood, the softer his heart became… And the harder his cock got.

After holding him for a while, he finally couldn’t stand it anymore and gently pushed Qin Youyou away from him, and said in a husky voice, “I’m going to the bathroom.” Then get lifted the blankets and got out of bed.

Qin Youyou rolled over, holding onto the blankets as he watched the back of Wei Dong’s muscular figure walk to the bathroom, unable to stop the corners of his eyes from curling.

He took a deep breath, slowly exhaled, and then got out of bed barefoot.

Wei Dong was leaned up against the basin, one hand supporting himself, the other hand frantically stroking his cock. When Qin Youyou pushed open the door, he lowered his head slightly to look, then raised it back to look into his eyes.

Qin Youyou walked straight up to him and knelt down.

Wei Dong lowered his eyes to look at him.

Qin Youyou pushed away his fingers, holding onto the hard and fierce cock, before feeding it into his mouth, slowly bobbing his head.

Wei Dong turned his face away and closed his eyes, trying to control his breathing.

Qin Youyou’s oral skills were quite good and well-practiced. If there was an issue, it could only be blamed on Wei Dong’s dick that was too large, which was now a little lazy and didn’t easily come. Qin Youyou sometimes teasingly bit the head with his teeth, lightly pushing into the little hole, feeling Wei Dong panting and the cock shuddering in his soft mouth.

…

The second before Wei Dong was about to come, he pulled out of Qin Youyou’s mouth. He grabbed onto his swollen cock and vigorously pumped it a few more times before a roar erupted from his chest, and thick ropes of come spurted one after the other, all across Qin Youyou’s face. Qin Youyou’s eyes were closed and he was panting from exertion. His cheeks were flushed pink, and from his eyelids to his mouth, his face had been painted with lewd white stripes.

He lifted a finger and wiped at a little, then stuck his fingers in his mouth. He looked up at Wei Dong.

Wei Dong breathing was still heaving. He reached down to wipe the viscous fluid away from Qin Youyou’s eyelashes, staring in to his eyes.

“Wei Dong, do you love me or not?” Qin Youyou asked him with a whisper as he gripped Wei Dong’s one hand while the other touched the scar on Wei Dong’s thigh.

“I love you,” Wei Dong had difficulty controlling the strength of his fingers, and his grip had turned Qin Youyou’s jaw red.

“I love you so much it makes me crazy.”

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Author’s Note:

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T/Ler note:

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[1] 斩钉截铁 literally chop the nail and slice the iron