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AN ICE STATUE, FOODIE AND A FLIRT [BL]

The story is about a 17 [ hundred of years] old Anying who got given the very things he dislikes in life. he loves world peace, freedom, fun and... food. hated killing, Gore , hunger and boredom amongst many others well he loves running away from home whenever he was about getting bound to a location and he always escapes. until the day he made the grave mistake of... allowing himself marry two mysterious people in the hopes of acting coquettish and being set free. but he never knew, not wanting to get tied to the affairs of the throne would get him tied to the affairs of a dome instead. well join this foodie and his tamers as they go through the journey of... taming each other out ... a might likely to find cut scene ... Arenas of death. he abandoned it for years, and came back to meet he had downgraded to third from first rank. that was how hard the game was no worries, he was glad that the game's progress was saved in his cloud account. so he just reinstalled it and continued to regain his former glory The cute thing was so busy playing a game that he didn't notice someone behind him until he heard a deep deadly voice " hand it over ". " ah!". he screamed and turned around thereby loosing hold on the controls of his character. his heart was pounding hard as he held the fabric covering his chest. ' dude you scared me! ' he wanted to yell but no he got up and jumped of the bed to keep his distance before staring at the man's handsome yet chilling visage. he had no time to admire the Man's physique at the moment as he asked while gulping trying to divert the man's attention. " w--what are you, d--doing here?". he was also curious with his fear on why the ice cube was in his room and not being a decoration in his usual position. but his question was met with the darkening of electric blue orbs and a chilling. " now ". ' momma... '. he took a step back instead of handing the phone over because he didn't want his phone to get confiscated... but there was nothing wrong with his phone! this was bullying!!. due to his actions, the room temperature dropped and when he thought the devil would pounce on him, his phone left his hand and appeared on the taller man's outstretched hand. "noooooooo!!! --". " shut up". interupted the flirt who had been leaning on the door bane. Anying didn't dare stare at his face but he could feel dreadful eyes on him. "y-you! what are you doing with my phone!". he yelled when he saw the ice cube's slender fingers operating his phone with lightning speed. but he got no response. "..." Anying began sweating " there's nothing in it !. hand it over !". he was ignored until 30 seconds later, the cube handed him his phone. when he snatched it waringly, he heard the flirt ask in nonchalance " did you delete it from the clouds?". "yes" the cube replied. the foodie got a bad feeling, so he checked his phone quickly and when he did, all Data from his loving game was... gone. it was deleted... for ever... and he couldn't start again because his account was now restricted by the cube. hot tears streamed down his face as he began to sniff. "you're crying because of a mere game ?". his chin was held and he was forced to look up into darkened electric blue eyes. '' mere... mere... mere... mere game! you got jealous of a mere game!. why the heck are you so possessive??!! ".he asked in fury. but the man replied with furrowed brows " it was just non existent Data.l'm still asking why you're crying about it ". unbelievable!. " you got jealous of non existent set of data! why!! ". the guy was furious. ".... " speechless. " because he can. and you have nothing to do about it. you don't have a choice anyway, so stick to whatever we tell you ". answered the flirt. silence then, " I want a deep kiss ". says the flirt as he walked towards him. " no! " screamed Anying. in this kind of situation?!. the flirt tilted his brow in question and asked " who asked you? ". right.

DaoistMqthay · Fantasy
Not enough ratings
105 Chs

. Magnifi-worst idea .

"To check if you really wanted to pee". Hanze replied.

Anying's head was growing muffled. He didn't want to submit to this man's stimulation in anyway!..

Is it a crime to want to pee?!.

And more. Did it seem like he was lying about peeing?!.

"S-stop... Stop...". He half pleaded but Hanze replied with a curt,

"No.".

' mercy '. Anying whined internally.

His breath quickened as Hanze lifted his t-shirt up to neck level.

His eyes widened "stop already!.". He half yelled.

He could already feel the embarrassing liquid at the tip of his d**k.

Hanze ignored him for the umpteenth time though, removed his hand from the youth's crotch and brought it to one of the erect nipples on the youth's chest.

Anying gulped when Hanze's fingers reached his nipple.. The feeling was... Foreign yet pleasant but he didn't want it.

But what could he do except letting his voice turn hoarse from stimulation and plead,

"H-han....han-ze...please stop...".

Hearing his name for a moment there made Hanze pause his ministrations. Then a cold glint flashed through his eyes before he flicked the fondled nipple hard.

"Ah!...ah!.". Anying screamed and closed his eyes while letting out painful breaths.

His nipples were soft for crying out loud!.

"Never thought you knew my name. There." Hanze said then resumed his business on the abused bud.

' what? '. Was that why he was flicked?!.

Hanze ignored him again, put his other hand on the youth's crotch and began stroking him through the fabric.

"..ah...ahmm....han..Hanze... S-stop...ahm...ahn.... Please...". His words were interjected with low sensual moans he couldn't believe he was the one making himself.

But the stimulation was too much... At this rate he was sure he would pee on himself.

And as if fondling one of his nipples and stroking his now erect cock wasn't enough, Hanze brought his lips to the left nipple and began sucking it strongly causing Anying to begin moaning uncontrollably.

"Uhhmm... han-han... ah... ze... ah... ah... s-stop...En...".

Hanze ignored him still, and bit the red bud instead, then he increased his stroking pace after receiving a fustrated sound from anying's mouth.

Anying could feel his restraint of not wanting to pee himself in the situation snapping... He needed to make Hanze stop or he'd pee before cumming from pleasure.

"H-hanze...han-ze... I-i..i..w-want...w-ant to.--"

"Cum?.". Hanze asked in between sucking the now swollen bud.

' no idiot!. Pee! '. He wanted to scream at Hanze's face but alas, the monster increased his stroking pace making Anying fustrated.

"H-hanze...!!...s-stop!!...I...ah!."

Hanze stopped at the last Yelp of Anying's.

He felt something wet, not cum on Anying's short.... It was an embarrassing liquid and moment for Anying as he turned his head to the direction of the door.

' aah!. I feel embarrassed! '.

How he wished the earth would open up and swallow him whole!.

But alas... Earth was too kind and he only got a last lick on his left nipple, a flick on the right before Hanze let him go. Saying.

"I believe you now. You can go".

' i--idiot! '.

After he had embarrassed himself for minutes straight!. Was that what the monster was aiming for?.

He couldn't believe that, it was despicable!.

Anying wanted to get up and run away but he couldn't move his hand at all... That was when he discovered the monster wasn't going to help him with it. After all he didn't care.

Anying was only less than a slave anyway.

' ha!. He claims he loves me! '.

How despicable!.

The youth brought his weak hand to his lips, intended on using his teeth to open it but it was tied in a death knot.

"I--i .. can't...get rid of this". He complained trying not to return Hanze's cold glare.

Hanze's cold voice replied him though with an,

"I do not care.". And a colder glare followed.

Anying bit his lips... His bladder was already reaching an all out capacity.

' I guess... I have to go the bathroom this way... '.

Sighing, the youth got up from the bed and his shirt fell down.

He almost did himself ... How I wish the bed wasn't there.

The monster would have let him fall. Well...

After effects of half pleasure.

Anying bit his lips and walked slowly to the bathroom.

Painfully slow steps and...

*Bam*

Was the sound of him locking the door after getting into the bathroom.

Immediately, he jolted with all his strength to the toilet and let the liquid in him out.

"Ah... Freedom at last...".

...

One minute later.

A grinning Anying could be seen, with his back against the bathroom door.

He was sitting on the dried white floor with his hands still tied.

And to think the monster tied it tightly.

Anying sighed. Well it would give him the chanced excuse of waiting inside the bathroom for the icy blue eyed to fall asleep.

"Ah. What a magnificent idea!.".

And so the waiting hours began.

After all he could just show the knot to jimeng later and the youth would loosen it for him with a worry coated scowl etched on his handsome face.

Smiling in satisfaction, the youth closed his eyes and began the second waiting segment for the day.

...

ump!.

ah... who agrees that Anying is too stubborn for his own good....

*sigh...* it seems like he's highly injected on chicken blood....

anyway... someone should tell him he oughta stop being stubborn...

... you know... it won't get him anywhere.

anyway...

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good evening... dear readers... how was your day....

hope you had a nice time reading too... and oh have a nice time.

see ya soon.... oh... no wait... another chapter coming up!.

untill then...

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