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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

. Soft hubby . [M-BJ]

Waah.... When Anying got to his and Hanze's room, he opened the door very gently and closed it back very gently, well for the fear of angering a slumbering demon destroyer.

But what he saw when he turned around, he could pretty much take a chair, sit and admire for the rest of the day. Anying was left in a daze.

Hanze was sitting there on the sofa with his legs crossed on the sofa. Black pants, white - surely soft - feet out in the open, white shirt with first four buttons unbottoned, and hair slicked completely back.

Moreover, he didn't have a violent aura around him... Just the normal one a good husband should have when their wife comes back from work..... Anying simply put, mesmerized.

"You're back?..". Hanze's deep inquiring voice entered his ears all of a sudden,

Awaking him from his stupor and his heart leapt. He heard a sigh to his reaction was it?....

Hanze actually turned to stare at him with eyes filled with warmth and endless love... Like he could pluck the stars for Anying if the youth so wished... Mixed with boundless apologies?...

Did this guy have a split personality or what on Earth is taking place right now?.

"Y-yes...good evening?...". Anying stuttered out his reply, unsure whether he should move or not.

Until Hanze's thin lips moved to form a smile.

"..."

It was as if the sun shined or all the winter snow melted under that smile... It was so beautiful Anying wished he could see it everyday... And the most funny thing?, The smile was still there.

Adding to Hanze's charm.

But what was causing this change?.

Anying didn't know but, he just decided to go bath before Hanze turned into a cold person right away and ask why he was still Standing with his own two legs.

He poundered on Hanze's behavior all through bathing and getting dressed. And even as he passed Hanze, his heart kept the abnormal beating rate... And he squeaked when he suddenly heard Hanze call him though.

"Come Anying.". He closed the laptop and retracted it into his storage ring then waited for the scared thing to approach.

Anying approached cautiously but made it quick. So within 20 seconds Hanze pulled him on top of the sofa to sit and flopped down to squat in front of him.

Anying was perplexed with a confused expression. "I-". He began but hanze shushed him, wrih a hand on his lips so, so he kept mum.

' what's happening?! '. Anying screamed internally.

' is this another kind of punishment?!. But what did I do?! '. He didn't commit any crimes! As far as he could remember!. All of a sudden he heard something totally unexpected.

"I want to make something up to you.". Hanze sounded apologetic Anying dumbfounded and was almost compelled to forgive him right there. Especially with the look on Hanze's face.

Hanze took anying's palm into his hands with a guilty hue tinting his electric blue eyes... He seemed in pain... A sole pain and torture plus guilt .. he looked truly pitiful Anying blurred out,

"D-dont ... Worry i'm not that mad...?.". What not mad?!. How can you fall for that?!.

Haze however wasn't the least bit convinced. Well what to say?, He bought this upon himself.

"I deserve your anger my love but...". He paused. My love?!. "I'll change your world view on blowjobs ok?. So bear with me.."

"En?.".

Anying literally turned a dumbstruck fool for three seconds.

Hanze chuckled deeply and it went straight to anying's d*ck.

Anying was embarrassed, he blushed , until he felt Hanze's large warm palm rubbing his semi hard erection, he squealed.

"Ah!.".

"Calm down.". Hanze whispered leaning over him to bite the tip of his ears... Another electric current, while his hands movement began going faster...

It was pleasurable, sweet ... Anying wanted more. He closed his eyes as hanze rubbed in slow circular motions... He was forced to complain.

"H-hanze. Ahm... .. I-want... Mm... Mo-re.....".. he moaned out, breathing heavily.

Anying whined at the loss of contact. Making Hanze chuckle again.

' he's going to be the death of me... ' Anying thought internally.

"Patience my love...". Hanze cooed, kissing the corner of his lips teasingly, then he proceeded to pull down the youth's pants when Anying pouted.

Thereby bringing into view the pink cock of Anying's with a red tip, glistening with precum... It looked like delicious candy from Hanze's point of view so, he bent down and took it into his mouth to start sucking.

Anying gasped following the movement as his eyes closed. Hanze's mouth was warm and oh... He felt like fucking that mouth forever and always....

Hanze began moving fastly to satisfy his beastly desires, and though anying's dick wasn't as monstrously as Hanze's, it was still sweet and warm making Hanze suck hard on it.

"Oh my!... hmm... faster.. yes.. ah..hmm!.... ". Anying continued to moan as he threw his head back and slid his fingers into Hanze's hair. It felt good.

This continued until he felt the pressure rising in his abdomen and then "*plop*".

He ejaculated the first time in his life, and at that, in Hanze's heavenly mouth... He would never forget the feel...

He thought that was it but Hanze had a better plan than setting him free.

He swallowed anying's cum first and began blowing him again, making Anying screech. "W-wait!... Ah-i... I just came!...ah!.".

Anying melted into the sofa like a jelly roll.

But was Hanze having any of it?, He only chuckled against anying's cock and began bobbing his head up and down. He meant when he said he would change anying's worldview on blowjobs today.

So, Anying continued moaning non-stop as his sensitive cock was abused again and again... Until one hour thirty minutes later... He ejaculated for the sixth time... Hanze pulled away.

By that time Anying was already sweating profusely and completely spent. He layed flayed on the sofa like a starfish, making Hanze chuckle.

"You have a weak stamina ah'ying, you should sit up so yanlye wouldn't devoure you dead.".

Anying flinched.

"Now go bath.".. hanze added with a brief chuckle after seeing his reaction, shaking his head fondly. And gladly, Anying dragged himself out of the sofa towards the bathroom as Hanze cleaned the sofa of any ' proof ' .

By the time Anying exited the closet, the Hanze he knew was back... Anying sighed in dejection.... He missed ' Hanze ' already.

Ah... He even forgot about asking Hanze about the meeting since he was too immersed in pleasure.... And oh?... Was that how a blowjob was?... But must it be fast to be pleasurable?...

If so then Couldn't someone do so slowly so as not to get injured like he, Anying did before?... Was this the reason why Hanze didn't care about anying's wellbeing?... Because he was immersed in pleasure?.. ugh!.

He was going to sleep alright, ah!.

He went to the bed and pulled the covers over his petite self before closing his eyes. He needed the mental strength to face cold Hanze tomorrow... By the way,. Thinking can wait till tomorrow.

With this, his lashes fluttered close.

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last for Wednesday's...

thanks for reading...

author's not happy because... I'm thinking my work is not appreciated nor... good enough to be...

i'm loosing my drive... just trying to hold on till the end... I don't really love dropping novels that much...

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anyways... love you all and see you soon. merry Christmas and new year in advance.

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