"I don't think anyone would see it that way but you." Or him. Or anyone else as fucked up as they were. He didn't know if he thought he was romantic but he wanted to be. He wanted to be someone that Xue Yang would want and he hoped he was. He knew Xue Yang didn't always like how he looked, he called him scrawny, a pig, gross and weird but sometimes, he said he wasn't so bad or he was kinda pretty. And that was enough.
Enough to keep him wanting to stay. To never leave. How pathetic was that? "I worked very hard on stalking you. I did it for a long time without you know." So he supposed he was good at it. "I like you more than any of those stupid girls ever could. Or any boy. Or anyone."
"Yeah? I can believe it. I only liked when girls confessed to me in school when they gave me cake." Which had somehow been part of the process sometimes. Strange, but Xue Yang had never complained about that aspect. He knelt down by Meng Yao's side now, petting his hair for a while before he got started on securing the ends of the ropes that hung off the ring to the harness. He wasn't lifting him up yet, he just got everything ready.
"If you like me, then you have to always wanna be with me. No matter what. That's what I want." Simple as that.
"I want to be with you." Meng Yao told him, his eyes welling with tears. The thoughts of Lan Xichen and the reminder of why he started were swirling in his gut and he felt oddly vulnerable as he looked at Xue Yang. He wanted him, he really did, he just didn't want to be punished when he was good. He wanted it to be fair. But like was never fair and that wasn't Xue Yang's fault. It was the way it was. It was the world's fault.
People made him angry. People ruined everything. "I wish we were the only people alive." He swallowed, nervous as he felt the ropes getting secured. He looked up and his heart was racing. What was going to happen?
"In here, xiao Yao, aren't we the only people that matter? I'm your world now. You live because I let you. You love because you met me. Everything you are, it's because of me. What do others matter?" Xue Yang finished tying Meng Yao's wrists off to the ring, forcing them up and making his body arch beautifully. It only got more so when he bent his legs and tied those off as well. Then, finally, he bent down and kissed Meng Yao's mouth. So vulnerable, he could deepen the kiss freely. There was no way for Meng Yao to resist.
Breaking away, he was laughing softly. He rose to his feet and walked over to the wall, pulling on the right chain to use the pulley, at long last raising the ring and, with that, lifting Meng Yao off the ground.
It wasn't painful but he was nervous, a little strained, feeling his legs and arms being pulled in directions that they weren't wholly used to. He hadn't had a warm up. Hadn't done any exercise since his ankle broke. He didn't want anything but to kiss Xue Yang, he be with him, to impress him. He wanted to stay with him in his arms and have that be all.
When the hoisting started, he cried out in fear and he could do nothing. He couldn't stabilise himself, he couldn't control any of it and he whined in terror as he swung back and forth. God, he hoped Xue Yang knew what he was doing, he didn't want to fall from this. "Oh shit!"
"Relax, xiao Yao. I had a guy strung up a bit like this not that long ago so he could bleed out slowly and he was a right pig. He was like five times your weight, that fatty. He was struggling too and he still didn't fall." Therefore, Xue Yang was not that worried on that front. Instead, Meng Yao's obvious fear tickled him and he was smiling. It was certainly one way to forget about today's stress.
"You're pretty like this," he complimented, "I should take a picture."
So he put a hand into his pocket to take his phone out. As he swiped to get to the camera, he noticed a notification. "Shit! I forgot, the new episode is out!"
He checked the time and cursed under his breath. "Fuck... I'll be right back."
He promised it, gave Meng Yao's butt a resounding slap and then headed out the door, not even bothering with closing it. So the sound could be heard when he turned on the television and navigated to the app he used to watch that show on.
"Ah! What? Wait!" Did he just get ditched for a fucking TV show? Meng Yao was rocking back and forth from the strong slap that shot him forward and he panted heavily, looking at the floor and then lifting his head up to see that the door was open. The door was open and he was watching something? Seriously. "Gege?!"
Fuck. He listened to the show from the door and he expected maybe a few moments but the time kept going and going, the pressure of the rope was hurting and he was doing all of this for nothing. Xue Yang wasn't even here. He had waited a while, patiently, but he was starting to feel strain as they hit the second ad break.
"Aish, do you have to be so loud?!" Xue Yang called out, clearly annoyed. Then he got up and grabbed his laptop, so he could bring up the show on that before the ad break was over. It didn't take long and then he graciously turned the TV off, instead walking back into the room with his laptop and sitting down on the floor by Meng Yao's side. He made sure to tilt the screen so he could see it, explaining his reasoning to Meng Yao as he waited for everything to finish loading.
"If I don't watch right away those BL girlies are gonna post gif sets that spoil it all."
"Yeah, that would be ... unfortunate." As unfortunate as hanging from the ceiling while your murderous crush ignores you for some questionable BL. Or, at least, he assumed it was Thai. He had no idea. Xue Yang watched a lot of shows. He liked romantic shows and he vastly preferred BLs or het romances.
"Did we watch this one together?" Meng Yao asked, trying to shift a little. The ropes were pressing into his chest and shoulders, it was pinching and rubbing but it wasn't super painful. Not yet.
"Dunno," Xue Yang said honestly, "I can't remember. It's not the one we watched while you had my dick in your mouth." That was rather memorable, kind of put him in the mood to do that again some time. Although he supposed it probably kept Meng Yao from paying too much attention. "This one is about a prince or something. I dunno, it's kinda boring. I've got my hopes up for the second couple, the leads are letting me down."
Still, at least it was pretty. He reached up to run a hand through Meng Yao's hair, his eyes trained on the screen. "Which one do you think is hot?"
"I don't know." He looked at the screen and eyed up the various hot actors for a few moments, trying to focus but the gentle strokes to his hair were making him drift into a nice, cottony headspace that he just wanted to stay in. Unfortunately, the question had been asked and so he couldn't fully disengage. He did that sometimes, left his own body. He hadn't done it with Xue Yang. He didn't want to do it with him either. Seemed dangerous.
"I like dark hair and dark eyes." Meng Yao confessed as he looked at the men. "I suppose I like the ... I imagine that's the evil one. I like how he styled."
"I like it too. Dark hair like yours. True black." It was nice. "I've had some boys with different hair but it doesn't stay in my mind the same then." Maybe he was just more used to the black. He gave one strand of his hair a slight tug, grinning. "Though I like the prince a bit. He's a brat. Like you can be, with all of your complaining. And you roll your eyes when you think I'm not paying attention."
"I know I'm obsessed with you but I can still find you annoying." Meng Yao felt he had to point out. And he did. Xue Yang was very annoying. He was unpredictable, childish and he left fucking candy wrappers everywhere. It was like everywhere he went, a trail of wrappers followed. "I'm not delusion, I'm just weird."
And he knew he was weird, he was not wholly surprised that he had cracked. He just wished he had cracked in a less stupid way. "I like the prince's love interest but I wished he smiled more. I like when boys smile."
"I like your smile," Xue Yang complimented. Kind of. "It's creepy as fuck." Had to admire that. Especially the forced smile that he smiled when he was scared and trying to placate him. He liked that so much that he sometimes scared him just to see him smile like that again.
"I guess I like cute boys. And I like when they want me like you do, xiao Yao. So devoted." It was certainly good for his ego. "Hm. Maybe we should go out some time, could be fun."
He said it because there was a ball or whatever happening on screen. "We could go dancing. In a club though."
"Thank you?" His smile was creepy? Well, not exactly the best hit for his ego. He winced a little as he moved, the rope burning into his skin on all sides. "People don't tend to like me. I assume that's because of how creepy my smile is. They know I'm not normal. They can always see it." And that was why he'd never be a Jin. He's always be Meng Yao, the weird kid from the brothel.
"Go outside?" That seemed like a relief, he was starting to get cabin fever being here all day with no way out, only tidying to keep him busy. Sure, he rarely went out before too but he still went to the store and the bank, if nothing else. "I would like that. I don't really go to clubs, I've only been to bars."
"M-hm. We could go next week maybe." Why not? Xue Yang had kind of been wanting to go out anyway, might as well take him along. It was good, really, because these days he felt a sense of unease. "I don't like the idea of you leaving. I don't trust you when you tell me you won't."
How could he trust him? "You say you love me, but words are cheap." Trust was not something he was used to these days. He sighed, then smiled when the secondary couple finally interacted on screen. "Yeah, they got those vibes..." He approved.
"Maybe I don't love you yet, maybe I'm just obsessed with you. It feels like love but I'm not sure how well I know myself. I don't know. I like you a lot and I want only you. It's just hard when you hurt me. Maybe I'm too weak." Love was always going to suck and be painful so why was he making it awkward. He should be able to love through the suffering. "I'll get better at it, I promise."
He didn't know why he was promising this, as if he was the one that had to change, but the way Xue Yang was smiling and stroking his hair, looking at him with such keen interest - it made his heart race. He wanted it. He wanted him. "What... What vibes?"
"The vibes where one likes the other a lot. Obsessed, like you said. Obsession is more real than love, don't you think? It's that thing that almost feels like hatred." It burned brightly, intensely, it felt more like something he could understand. Maybe it was love that he wanted or needed, but it was obsession that he got. "Also, they are kinky."
That was undeniably a plus. As was kind of obvious, given the current situation. The episode was in the latter parts now as an ad break came on again. "Eh, xiao Yao. Do you wanna suck my dick again, when the episode's over? Then I may let you down."
"Sure. I can do that." He wanted to get down, he was starting to get a bit tired and this show was not really drawing him in. He watched the tedious cave search idly, not able to fully focus up because unlike Xue Yang, he wasn't overly a TV person. He preferred books, if he was honest. Not that Xue Yang had any books. He had some BL manga but that was it. "I want to come down, gege."
Meng Yao sighed as he watched the prince get rescued and watched how he held him after such a minor fall. He giggled a little to himself - maybe he was losing his mind. "You never held me like that."
"You never faint like that though. Got to have the music swell. When you pass out, you just go like a sack of potatoes. Not enough time to catch you and not as romantic either." Xue Yang was just saying, half in jest and half-serious.
He had never had romance, he didn't love. He barely had anything that others might call normal relationships, even friendships, so these BL he watched, in some ways they were how he measured it. What life could be. "Now hush. Look, something will happen with the side couple."
Meng Yao watched as Xue Yang had hushed him, eager to watch the secondary ship with their vibes or whatever. He was not overly paying attention, just gently focusing on his wrists and how tight the rope felt. He moved his skin against it and bit his lip. Why did it make him hard? He heard a weird sound from the TV and turned back, raising an eyebrow. Huh. Whipping. Kinky. "These shows are so horny." He couldn't help it, even if he was talking over the secondary ship. "They're ridiculous."
"Shut up!" Xue Yang complained right away, slapping Meng Yao's side punishingly. It made him rock around, but he wasn't paying attention to that. He was busy rewinding, because he had missed what had been said. Sure, he was reading subtitles, but he wanted to hear the voices properly. Really changed how it affected him.
He grumbled, shaking his head. "I ought to whip you for that. You'd get off on it too. You are horny, how ridiculous is that?"
Meng Yao cried out and tried to balance himself but it wasn't easy. He huffed and gritted his teeth, willing himself to stop swinging. He looked at the TV again and pouted a little. Why were they this important. "I'm not that horny. I'm not into pain." Or, at least, he said it because it made him feel more normal. He didn't know, he hadn't really explored pain but he liked anything Xue Yang gave him. Pain or pleasure.
He would have said more but he didn't fancy swinging anymore.
Xue Yang spared a glance by leaning his head back, tilting his body while some of his weight was on his elbows so he could get a look at Meng Yao's crotch. Then he lifted his hand to press against his growing erection, just to point it out to him silently. Not into pain and not that horny, right. He'd probably try to hump his palm while suspended. "Be quiet while I watch my show."
He didn't know how much of this stupid show was left but he was really starting to resent these annoying princes and their lack of convincing lore. He closed his eyes tight, he braced himself and he did all he could but in the end, yes, he started to hump the hand,. He couldn't help it. He was so fucking hard.
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Enough to keep him wanting to stay. To never leave. How pathetic was that? "I worked very hard on stalking you. I did it for a long time without you know." So he supposed he was good at it. "I like you more than any of those stupid girls ever could. Or any boy. Or anyone."
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"If you like me, then you have to always wanna be with me. No matter what. That's what I want." Simple as that.
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People made him angry. People ruined everything. "I wish we were the only people alive." He swallowed, nervous as he felt the ropes getting secured. He looked up and his heart was racing. What was going to happen?
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Breaking away, he was laughing softly. He rose to his feet and walked over to the wall, pulling on the right chain to use the pulley, at long last raising the ring and, with that, lifting Meng Yao off the ground.
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When the hoisting started, he cried out in fear and he could do nothing. He couldn't stabilise himself, he couldn't control any of it and he whined in terror as he swung back and forth. God, he hoped Xue Yang knew what he was doing, he didn't want to fall from this. "Oh shit!"
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"You're pretty like this," he complimented, "I should take a picture."
So he put a hand into his pocket to take his phone out. As he swiped to get to the camera, he noticed a notification. "Shit! I forgot, the new episode is out!"
He checked the time and cursed under his breath. "Fuck... I'll be right back."
He promised it, gave Meng Yao's butt a resounding slap and then headed out the door, not even bothering with closing it. So the sound could be heard when he turned on the television and navigated to the app he used to watch that show on.
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Fuck. He listened to the show from the door and he expected maybe a few moments but the time kept going and going, the pressure of the rope was hurting and he was doing all of this for nothing. Xue Yang wasn't even here. He had waited a while, patiently, but he was starting to feel strain as they hit the second ad break.
"Gege?!"
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"If I don't watch right away those BL girlies are gonna post gif sets that spoil it all."
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"Did we watch this one together?" Meng Yao asked, trying to shift a little. The ropes were pressing into his chest and shoulders, it was pinching and rubbing but it wasn't super painful. Not yet.
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Still, at least it was pretty. He reached up to run a hand through Meng Yao's hair, his eyes trained on the screen. "Which one do you think is hot?"
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"I like dark hair and dark eyes." Meng Yao confessed as he looked at the men. "I suppose I like the ... I imagine that's the evil one. I like how he styled."
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It was kinda endearing, if sometimes annoying.
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And he knew he was weird, he was not wholly surprised that he had cracked. He just wished he had cracked in a less stupid way. "I like the prince's love interest but I wished he smiled more. I like when boys smile."
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"I guess I like cute boys. And I like when they want me like you do, xiao Yao. So devoted." It was certainly good for his ego. "Hm. Maybe we should go out some time, could be fun."
He said it because there was a ball or whatever happening on screen. "We could go dancing. In a club though."
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"Go outside?" That seemed like a relief, he was starting to get cabin fever being here all day with no way out, only tidying to keep him busy. Sure, he rarely went out before too but he still went to the store and the bank, if nothing else. "I would like that. I don't really go to clubs, I've only been to bars."
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How could he trust him? "You say you love me, but words are cheap." Trust was not something he was used to these days. He sighed, then smiled when the secondary couple finally interacted on screen. "Yeah, they got those vibes..." He approved.
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He didn't know why he was promising this, as if he was the one that had to change, but the way Xue Yang was smiling and stroking his hair, looking at him with such keen interest - it made his heart race. He wanted it. He wanted him. "What... What vibes?"
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That was undeniably a plus. As was kind of obvious, given the current situation. The episode was in the latter parts now as an ad break came on again. "Eh, xiao Yao. Do you wanna suck my dick again, when the episode's over? Then I may let you down."
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Meng Yao sighed as he watched the prince get rescued and watched how he held him after such a minor fall. He giggled a little to himself - maybe he was losing his mind. "You never held me like that."
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He had never had romance, he didn't love. He barely had anything that others might call normal relationships, even friendships, so these BL he watched, in some ways they were how he measured it. What life could be. "Now hush. Look, something will happen with the side couple."
And that was where his interest was.
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Meng Yao watched as Xue Yang had hushed him, eager to watch the secondary ship with their vibes or whatever. He was not overly paying attention, just gently focusing on his wrists and how tight the rope felt. He moved his skin against it and bit his lip. Why did it make him hard? He heard a weird sound from the TV and turned back, raising an eyebrow. Huh. Whipping. Kinky. "These shows are so horny." He couldn't help it, even if he was talking over the secondary ship. "They're ridiculous."
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He grumbled, shaking his head. "I ought to whip you for that. You'd get off on it too. You are horny, how ridiculous is that?"
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He would have said more but he didn't fancy swinging anymore.
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He didn't know how much of this stupid show was left but he was really starting to resent these annoying princes and their lack of convincing lore. He closed his eyes tight, he braced himself and he did all he could but in the end, yes, he started to hump the hand,. He couldn't help it. He was so fucking hard.
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