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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
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105 Chs

. One of a kind, understanding husband .

"welcome Hanze... I'm sorry, but I won't be able to reach you today, don't get angry..".

The room went silent for a while as Hanze's blank gaze remained on him... And he began to panick... And he meant what he said but..

He didn't expect Hanze to understand. "I can see it on your face wifey don't worry ok?. Rest and I will take care of you hm?.". He said and walked towards the suprised youth.

Anying flinched when Hanze approached him, pecked his head, kissed his lips and drew the bed cover properly over him... He was flabbergasted to say the least.

But he had to hum, "hm...". As a response when Hanze asked that question...

Was it him or did Hanze really have an ulterior motive with his caring attitude right now?.

He watched Hanze leave towards the bathroom to shower, and then to the closet to dress up... All the while his eyes were threatening to close.

25 minutes later... Hanze exited the closet with a dark blue bathrobe and went to sit on the white sofa with a question of inquiry , ".Are you okay now wife?".. he asked after scanning the youth's body making him uncomfortable.

"Y-yes..." Anying replied with a nod.. should he say no so Hanze would skin him alive before repeating the same question?. No thanks to you.

Hanze hummed in response Before bringing out a ring with a black gemstone on top of it... Causing Anying to instantly go paler than he was.

And as expected by the youth's dread, Hanze spread numbers of delicacies on the table from his spatial ring after bringing it out.

"H-hanze...". Anying couldn't help call when his stomach growled at the scent of the food and at the scene of Hanze taking a bite of braised beef.

"Hm?.". Hanze inclined his head in the direction of the youth with a brow raised and oblivious face"don't move wife, your stress might worsen ok?." He said and resumed his food like nothing happened.

Anying bit his lips to stifle his cries, and instead turned to another direction to avoid Hanze and the food while also trying to fall asleep, but not the scent though.

Hanze was a freak... A sadistic and emotionless freak.. he knew he was sure and talking based on experience.

...

Have you ever wished you never opened your eyes after sleeping?.

That was the feeling Anying had when his enviable lashes fluttered open.

How can you wake up and be filled with pain allover?. Well let's just say he opened his eyes for the sake of it. And the first thing the youth saw was the silhouette of Hanze closed to the door.

' Did this guy miss being a gateman in his rebirth or something?... ' was the first thought that passed through his fog addled mind.

His vision was slightly blurred but he could still make out Hanze on a pure black attire. Boots, long sleeved shirt and pants with hair styled up into a high ponytail.

Hanze noticed the youth's weak gaze on him that made him ask. "How are you now?.". Preventing the smirk from forming on his lips.

Anying frowned at this... What was this again?.

"I'm leaving for work.". And there it came making Anying frown.

Because from the looks of it, he wouldn't be able to get up to get kissed by Hanze... And the man had no sympathy for the victims so... Was he going to stay in bed and die of hunger?.

And what was he thinking about submitting totally?. Hunger and pain addled mind of his no... He knew what to do... He'd just play along.

Submissive, weak and fragile was what Hanze needed then so be it. Why was he fighting it before?. Maybe if he changed then Hanze would also change his treatment wasn't it?. And if he followed Hanze's routine, dancing to the guy's tone , Maybe, just maybe he might be set free.

So as soon as hanze let his propping hands fall to his sides, anying called weakly "Hanze...". Trying not to sound offensive but, depending.

Hanze paused and directed a focused and cold look at him causing him to flinch.

Hey!. He was using a lot of energy and will to face the devil here!. At least avert the cold look!.

"What is it?.". Hanze asked scanning his whole body before returning to his face.

"C-come...come closer please?...". Anying said not sure of his plans...

"Oh?, ok?.". Why might that be?. Hanze raised a brow in disbelief. Wow this was a new event.

He complied though, Walked to his dear lover, who immediately swallowed as soon as he was just three inches away from pressing their lips together.

"Hm?... You called me?." Hanze reminded when Anying just kept staring at him in fear.

"Y-yes...". Anying said and then added. "I have a request...". While closing and opening his eyes pleadingly. And as he expected, Hanze made to get up.

But he was quick to raise his shaky hands and tug Hanze's shirt weakly , which halted the older male's movement.

Hanze's eyes focused on his own without him saying a word... Guess that was already satisfying for the youth that the man with a now dark face would give him a listening ear.

He swallowed first and decided to speak since he knew Hanze wasn't a patient person... "I-i... please Hanze... Supply me... Food.. .". His voice became a whisper at the end. That was a funny statement.

But Hanze just have him the look that asked if he was anying's delivery guy.

Anying panicked. The male can just walk out and end of story so he continued. "J-just... Just the one necessary for me to survive...". Gulping at the end with a pleading look.

"Fine.". Hanze finally replied making ½ relief wash over the youth why?.

How could hanze just accept that?. Him doing it without consequences would be creepy but if he did it with consequences Anying wouldn't be anxious about suddenly swallowing a live Scorpion.

second... byebye...

see you when next we speak again.

that's... never mind.

love you all.

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