. Telling a white lie. [ lesser than a slave to his master ].

Na... Scratch that. Hanze wanted his obedient and attention. And the youth wanted freedom and adventure so... Their interests... Tch. Was on the clash opposite.

So ...

He steadied his breath, brought his right hand quietly up to wave it in front of Hanze's face.

No reaction.

He waved again.

Still no reaction.

So he dropped his hand immediately. Then he took another breath and brought his left hand towards Hanze's around his waist.

Slowly but surely, he began the mission of disrupting Hanze's possessive hold.

But he didn't get halfway through when he heard a low deep and annoyed voice .

."Just what. Did you think of doing."

Anying froze. Swallowed but didn't let his hand fall from the demon's own.

He was afraid any little movement of his would anger the monster.

But one thing wasn't right, Right now.

' how did he wake up?! '.

Anying's eyes almost teared up but he didn't dare let it happen...

What was so wrong about what he was trying to do?.

Couldn't he even defend his right?.

"Answer me." Hanze demanded coldly.

"To the bathroom...y-yes... the bathroom". He replied.

So?. What was wrong with that?.

Hanze didn't say anything more and it made Anying anxious.

It was fustratimg not to know what was in the demon's mind.

Well, he didn't have the time to dwell on that for long because the hand on his waist suddenly moved away..

And then before Anying could comprehend anything, slender fingers began caressing his face... Then one stopped at his lips to pry them open.

Now he wondered what Hanze was up to ... But his actions... Were frightening.

His chin was tilted up. And as his eyes met electric blue ones, he felt his soul leave his body.

Hanze's icy blue orbs were glowing...

With coldness...

Anying gulped.

"Bathroom."

That single stated word held a deeper meaning that made Anying reconsidering his escape plan.

Ah!. Scratch that!.

"Yes. I was off to he bathroom. Or... Am I not allowed to?.". He asked.

Trying to put on a tough mask.

Hanze leaned down, planted a fleeting kiss on Anying's parted lips and said ignoring the annoyed and unyielding look on the youth's face.

"Telling a white lie with bloodied confidence".

Anying went stiff.

For a moment though because he figured.

' if he notices it I would be found out no? '.

He closed his eyes and asked"can I go to the bathroom?.".

Wait why was he even asking?.

Hanze wouldn't deny him the right to go into the bathroom right?.

"I'm tired."

He heard Hanze say.

' huh? '.

"Sleep." He added.

Wait a minute...

"I'm uncomfortable. I need to use the bathroom.". Anying said. With disbelief coating the tone he used.

He really needed to. It wasn't an excuse... But it could play an excuse role.. after all he was looking for one when he suddenly felt the sensation to use the bathroom.

But... Hanze's cold orbs remained on him as the lord asked.

"What does your comfort have to do with me?."

' what? '.

Anying frowned and stared up at Hanze's emotionless face. He couldn't help but wonder.

' what's this guy's problem and what is he talking about ? '.

Hanze ignored his look and made a clearer statement.

"This path's to your liking so, know. Your relationship with me is lesser than a slave to his master.".

Anying felt his heart stop at his words as his mouth hung open.

' what did I just hear?... '.

Did that mean...

He got married to a cold-blooded person?.

Was he really going to be useless from now on?.

Confined to have a heartless Master?... Did that mean he couldn't do anything anymore... And his goal was going to be dismissed?. What about his half achievements? All the plans he made?...

No!.

Anying would fight for his Right.

"I really need to use the bathroom." He said again, trying really hard to ignore the coldness seeping into his body from Hanze's gaze.

He could tell the lord's mood was getting dangerous.

But he couldn't just lie still and pee on the bed right?.

."you. Are noisy.". He heard Hanze state bluntly causing his brows to pull into a frown.

Hanze was still peering at his face and reading his expression but Anying didn't want to comprehend that anymore.

He wanted to pee for real!.

Hadn't he lost the dignity of not being able to escape Hanze's captive before this?.

What face would he have left if he were to mess himself up in front of the same person he didn't want to stay with?.

No he couldn't afford to loose more face so...

Anying opened his mouth to speak again.

"I--ahn...". He began but interupted himself with a moan.

His hand flew to his lips immediately to obstruct the embarrassing sound as his face turned red.

Something warm and slender was fondling one of his nipples.

' how did his hand get under my shirt! and worst of all... What the heck?! '.

"W-what...what ..ah... Y-you...Stop!.". He wanted to ask a question but screamed at the end after Hanze twisted the red bud .

Hanze ignored him, materialized a cloth and tied his slender arms above his head.

Anying couldn't even move a muscle because hanze's strength was more than his but he wanted to leave this position.

What was the man even thinking?!. Stimulating his lust when he wanted to pee!.

Wouldn't that make him unable to control his bladder due to excessive stimulation and thereby pee on himself?.

''. What does it seem like I'm doing? ''. Asked Hanze cooly.

How was he supposed to know that?.

Hanze didn't intend to wait for his reply because he brought one of his legs between anying's thighs and then placed his hand on the youth's crotch.

"Ah!.". Anying jolted.

"W-what...are you doing?!." He managed to ask.

Hanze moved his hand and placed one of his fingers on the tip of the youth's d**k thereby earning another gasp from Anying.

"To check if you really wanted to pee".