"I won't run. I can't. My body is on fire." Xingchen whispered as he squirmed a little in the car seat. Everything was aching, desperate to be touched. His legs felt weak and he was feeling pretty dizzy too. He felt if he tried, he'd fail anyway. Would Chengmei catch him? Would he pin him down, hold him close. Hold him tight. He shuddered at the idea. It was such a turn on.

"We're doing this. I'm yours tonight." Clearly or he wouldn't be here, blindfolded and heading somewhere. Another car park? No, he said home. Chengmei's home. That was nice. Safer. He didn't want to go to his home. The idea terrified him.