"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.
"I'm not that horny." Xue Yang mocked him by repeating the words from before to him, his voice high pitched as he grinned. He was still watching the screen, but he allowed him to rock against him. Not as if he'd manage to actually get off like this, so why not let him have some fun.
They were now just watching the preview for the next episode, but those were notoriously long anyway. Which was just as well, he was enjoying their little game. "Gege is putting so much care into entertaining you, xiao Yao. You're lucky."
"Stop it, I don't like it." Meng Yao complained, it was just needlessly cruel. There was a warm, a close touch, and he couldn't control himself. It was hard to hold still. But whenever he moved, he could feel and it was driving him crazy. It was mortifying. He was embarrassed and he fought himself to stop, just stuck with his crotch pressed against the hand.
The episode had finally finished and Xue Yang considered for just a moment. Then he opened up his files and picked some porn he had downloaded, completely at random. Odds were it would be kinky. There wasn't exactly much vanilla porn that caught and kept his attention.
Xue Yang turned around fully, looking up at Meng Yao's face. He looked adorable just now. Pouting. He reached up to poke his cheek and then he crawled under him, so he could get his knife out. "Hold still, xiao Yao. I want to cut off your underwear."
"Really?" He only had one pair that fit him and it was just his luck that today, he was wearing his and not Xue Yangs. At this rate, he'd have no clothes that fit him. And he was already spending 90% of his time in boxers and nothing else. He twitched, nervous, watching as the knife came out. He whimpered at the sight of it, his eyes bugging out, but he forced himself to look at the porn instead.
He wasn't going to stab him. He was being good right now. He was xiao Yao. He wouldn't be stabbed, only his underwear and not his skin.
It only took two snips, then he could pull the underwear off. He tossed the remnants aside and, carefully, ran the tip of his knife along the side of Meng Yao's dick. Terrifying, he was sure, yet he had to laugh when he saw it actually twitch. "You are so fucked up, xiao Yao. I love it!"
His smile was enthusiastic and, since the position made it ever so easy and inviting, he leaned forward and actually took him into his mouth. He pressed his tongue tightly against him, enjoying the feel of him hardening further. Meng Yao had a way with words, sure, but he loved the way he complimented him with his body even more.
Meng Yao didn't get why he was so damn hard, there was a knife by his dick. He literally had a knife, right there, pressing against him. He held his breath, afraid that he would turn the knife or catch his balls. He heard the laugh and his eyes welled with tears from desperation and embarrassment.
There was no slicing, no stabbing, no cutting. There was just sudden warm around his dick and he was crying out, lurching forward uselessly, stuck dangling from the ropes. He bit back a sob as Xue Yang pressed his tongue against it.
"Wow, xiao Yao." Xue Yang pulled back from him, lying down on the ground right under him so he could look at his face. He could have been annoyed, but instead he was so amused by it all that he was smiling brightly up at him. "You've got to be the most overdramatic guy ever to have a mouth around his dick."
He shook his head. "From how you act, you'd think I'm biting it. Is it too much, xiao Yao? You don't want gege to make you feel good?"
"No one has ever done it before." Meng Yao confessed, though he didn't think it should be a shock. He was weird about sex. No one had ever put their mouth around his cock like this or so much as pleasured him. He couldn't help it, he didn't think he'd ever experience such a thing. He shuddered with embarrassment and shook his head.
"No, I don't want it." It was humiliating to be teased by this younger man, to be mocked by him. His face was red and he was shaking in anger. He wasn't pathetic, he couldn't help how shit his life was. "Fuck off!"
The denial, rejection, it was bad enough. But then to be sworn at? Xue Yang's face showed it quite openly. Surprise. Confusion. Hurt. Then, like a wall that hid anything more vulnerable, anger.
He got up, no more trace of a smile. "Fine!"
Xue Yang spat the word out, then he grabbed Meng Yao by his hair and used that to pull him forward. He looked into his eyes, his own fiery and narrowed. "Fine, you little shit. Then hang there until you rot, for all I care!"
He let go of him and shook his head, running a hand through his own hair. "Fuck off, yeah? You think I need you and your attitude? I can go out right now and get someone who'd beg me for a blowjob, you ungrateful asshole."
"You're mocking me! I know you are. You're just fucking laughing at me, you think I'm pathetic!" Meng Yao yelled back, lowering his head as he felt a sob come out of his mouth because he couldn't help himself. "I know you do, everyone does. Everyone is always laughing at me. It's pathetic. That I want. That I need."
He hated it. He hated himself. He wanted it but he couldn't handle it. He sobbed as he wished desperately he could stop himself, that he wasn't crying.
"Go on, go fuck someone. Go fuck anyone. I know you can, of course you can. You look like that and everyone throws themselves at you." So what did he matter? He was doomed no matter what. He was just a toy.
"The fuck are you even talking about?! I was gonna suck your dick, then you would get to suck mine. What's pathetic about wanting your dick sucked? It's fucking normal, you weirdo." Xue Yang rolled his eyes, then headed out of the room into his bedroom. He had meant to have a proper shower and everything after playing with Meng Yao, but now he just changed his shirt and tied his hair back.
Then he walked back into the room with Meng Yao, already holding duct tape in his hand. "Lips together, freak. I'm stashing you, don't need you dampening the mood."
"It's starting to hurt, please, don't leave me like this. I'm sorry. You were laughing, I'm sorry." Meng Yao begged, knowing he had panicked and ruined everything but he didn't know how to fix it. Was he really going to just leave him like this? He was all dressed up now, was he really going to fuck? Damn it.
"Please. I'm sorry." He tried once again, hopelessly, looking at Xue Yang for some kind of pity.
"You rejected me, you stupid bastard. Like you are too good for me, huh?" Xue Yang was clearly all out of pity, if he ever felt that emotion. He started wrapping the tape around Meng Yao's head and then smoothed it down over his lips, going several rounds. Not the most effective gag, but he liked the look of it and it would work for what he was doing.
"I'm gonna take someone home, so we'll be in the bedroom. That means you've gotta hush hush."
Meng Yao knew he had fucked up, there was no going back from this. He breathed heavily through his nose, angry and upset. Why did he reject him? Why did he panic? He was embarrassed, he was used to people humiliating him, he didn't think it was genuine. He was trembling now, his body already sore.
And now he was going to have to listen to Xue Yang fuck all night.
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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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They were now just watching the preview for the next episode, but those were notoriously long anyway. Which was just as well, he was enjoying their little game. "Gege is putting so much care into entertaining you, xiao Yao. You're lucky."
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A small victory - he wasn't humping any more.
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Xue Yang turned around fully, looking up at Meng Yao's face. He looked adorable just now. Pouting. He reached up to poke his cheek and then he crawled under him, so he could get his knife out. "Hold still, xiao Yao. I want to cut off your underwear."
Luckily, he wasn't wearing anything else.
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He wasn't going to stab him. He was being good right now. He was xiao Yao. He wouldn't be stabbed, only his underwear and not his skin.
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His smile was enthusiastic and, since the position made it ever so easy and inviting, he leaned forward and actually took him into his mouth. He pressed his tongue tightly against him, enjoying the feel of him hardening further. Meng Yao had a way with words, sure, but he loved the way he complimented him with his body even more.
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There was no slicing, no stabbing, no cutting. There was just sudden warm around his dick and he was crying out, lurching forward uselessly, stuck dangling from the ropes. He bit back a sob as Xue Yang pressed his tongue against it.
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He shook his head. "From how you act, you'd think I'm biting it. Is it too much, xiao Yao? You don't want gege to make you feel good?"
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"No, I don't want it." It was humiliating to be teased by this younger man, to be mocked by him. His face was red and he was shaking in anger. He wasn't pathetic, he couldn't help how shit his life was. "Fuck off!"
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He got up, no more trace of a smile. "Fine!"
Xue Yang spat the word out, then he grabbed Meng Yao by his hair and used that to pull him forward. He looked into his eyes, his own fiery and narrowed. "Fine, you little shit. Then hang there until you rot, for all I care!"
He let go of him and shook his head, running a hand through his own hair. "Fuck off, yeah? You think I need you and your attitude? I can go out right now and get someone who'd beg me for a blowjob, you ungrateful asshole."
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He hated it. He hated himself. He wanted it but he couldn't handle it. He sobbed as he wished desperately he could stop himself, that he wasn't crying.
"Go on, go fuck someone. Go fuck anyone. I know you can, of course you can. You look like that and everyone throws themselves at you." So what did he matter? He was doomed no matter what. He was just a toy.
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Then he walked back into the room with Meng Yao, already holding duct tape in his hand. "Lips together, freak. I'm stashing you, don't need you dampening the mood."
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"Please. I'm sorry." He tried once again, hopelessly, looking at Xue Yang for some kind of pity.
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"I'm gonna take someone home, so we'll be in the bedroom. That means you've gotta hush hush."
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And now he was going to have to listen to Xue Yang fuck all night.