AD Chapter 40

“Did you dream that I tied you up?” Qin Yi slowly folded the sleeve that Shen Du had pulled off earlier, his forearm muscles tightening as he repeated each word carefully, “And you still want to… fu-ck me to death?”

His voice carried a hint of laziness with an air of indifference, and his movements were elegant and calm.

The words “fu-ck to death” were bitten heavily.

The alcohol had slowed Shen Du’s reactions, and he hadn’t yet realized the gravity of the situation. Thinking Qin Yi was just teasing, he responded, “Don’t look down on me!”

“Just wait!” He pointed at Qin Yi, his finger almost hitting his nose.

“Alright.” Qin Yi grabbed his wrist, the thin skin under which the veins pulsed.

He easily subdued Shen Du, his voice low as he said, “Tonight, it’s either you fu-ck me to death or I fu-ck you to death. Let’s see who kills who.”

“Let’s see then; I’m not afraid—”

Shen Du’s arm was tugged, and Qin Yi led him away. He forgot the harsh words he was about to say and, in his dazed state, asked, “Where are we going?”

Qin Yi took him to a supermarket across the street.

Inside, there was only one female clerk doing the daily inventory. Qin Yi pulled Shen Du to the hygiene products section.

Shen Du yanked his hand away.

Qin Yi slipped his hands into his pockets, “Last time, I’m asking again—are you really going to do this?”

Shen Du clicked his tongue, annoyed, “Stop dragging it out. You’re not scared, are you?”

“…”

Under the store’s lighting, the drunken look on Shen Du’s face became more apparent. His cheekbones were flushed, and his lips were red, but his gaze was still clear.

It seemed like he was still conscious.

Qin Yi narrowed his eyes, lifting his chin toward the shelves, “Pick one you like.”

Shen Du had done his homework. Before the actual thing, besides condoms, he also needed to buy lubricant.

However, he didn’t know there were so many flavors. He was overwhelmed with choices.

He wanted to try them all.

Qin Yi saw him pick up a handful and raised an eyebrow.

“Do you want all of these?”

Shen Du nodded vigorously, nearly dizzy from his own movement.

He was so focused on picking that he didn’t notice the intense gaze from Qin Yi.

Just as he was about to pick a con-dom, Qin Yi stopped his hand before it touched the packaging.

“Too small.”

Qin Yi moved his hand down, pointing at a particular brand. “This one.”

“You like this one?” Shen Du nodded, “Alright, then this one.”

Qin Yi agreed without hesitation, not even considering why this person would know the size.

In Shen Du’s mind, he could pick the lubricant, but the con-dom should be chosen by Qin Yi.

The two of them picked one each, thinking it was fair.

Feeling quite pleased with the fairness of the situation, Shen Du hummed a tune while checking out, under the clerk’s strange but barely concealed excited gaze.

Qin Yi followed behind, watching the way Shen Du swayed his waist and hips, hopping along as he walked.

He couldn’t tell what he was so happy about.

Maybe he was thinking about how to fu-ck him to death.

Halfway through walking, Shen Du realized that Qin Yi hadn’t caught up and turned around to urge, “Can you hurry up?!”

“…”

By now, it was close to midnight, and the streets were empty, very quiet.

This neighborhood was even more upscale than the one Shen Du lived in. Qin Yi’s place was on the ninth floor.

As soon as they entered, Qin Yi pressed Shen Du against the door. Before Shen Du could speak, his lips were covered by Qin Yi’s.

The room was dark, the lack of light heightening the sensitivity of their other senses.

Shen Du heard the sound of a plastic bag hitting the floor, as well as the heartbeat of both himself and Qin Yi.

“The stuff fell…”

Qin Yi tilted his head and bit his neck. “Don’t mind it; open your mouth.”

Shen Du tilted his head back, enduring for a moment, before turning his face to kiss him again.

He felt that he was now incredibly sensitive to touch. As soon as Qin Yi’s hot, slightly alcohol-scented lips made contact, he immediately reacted.

Not to mention now, there were hands on his waist and neck.

The alcohol made his brain even more active. Shen Du was more clearly aware of everything happening now than ever before, but he didn’t want to stop it.

“Shen Du.” In the darkness, Qin Yi called out to him softly.

“Hmm?”

He suddenly realized that his voice had changed.

It sounded like he had been intensely ravished.

“Make me satisfied tonight, okay?”

Tiny, dense kisses fell. Shen Du turned his mouth away, struggling to regain his voice, and vowed, “…I’ll make you satisfied.”

As soon as the words left his mouth, he was lifted face-to-face. Shen Du gasped in surprise, his arms instinctively wrapping around Qin Yi’s neck, his legs hanging around his waist.

Qin Yi embraced him and adjusted him in his arms, burying his face in Shen Du’s neck and inhaling deeply like Shen Du usually did when he was hugging a cat.

While kissing him, Qin Yi walked him inside, not forgetting to bend down and pick up the things on the floor.

Feeling himself slipping down, Shen Du fearfully tightened his grip around Qin Yi’s neck, tilting his head back, exposing his vulnerable neck.

Qin Yi bit the delicate Adam’s apple of the boy, supporting him with one hand.

Shen Du immediately tensed up, leaning back.

This was Shen Du’s first time in this house, and he didn’t know where Qin Yi was taking him. He only held onto him curiously, his legs twisting around Qin Yi like a water snake.

Qin Yi took him to the study and suddenly turned on the light. The room was empty, with a large brown wooden desk in the middle.

Qin Yi placed Shen Du on the desk, standing between his legs. The desk was high enough that when Shen Du sat on it, he didn’t have to tilt his head too much to kiss him.

The evening wind howled outside the window. Inside the study, Shen Du closed his eyes, tilting his head back to receive the kiss.

Qin Yi kissed the damp corners of his eyes, his sweat-dappled nose, and his soft, cool lips.

Shen Du was kissed into a daze, his cheeks flushed, his reactions slow, his brain completely incapable of thinking, but his body instinctively cooperating.

When Qin Yi kissed his eyelashes, he obediently closed his eyes.

When Qin Yi neared his lips, his mouth instinctively parted slightly.

He even pressed his forehead against Qin Yi’s, rubbing noses with him.

…

In short, he was very obedient.

The person who had been making threats downstairs was now completely limp in Qin Yi’s arms, docile.

“Shen Du.” Qin Yi called him.

Shen Du’s eyes were tinged with red. “Hmm?”

Qin Yi kissed the top of his head. “Didn’t you say you were going to kill me?”

The light hit Qin Yi’s face, making his features even sharper and clearer. Shen Du stared at him in confusion for a moment, then remembered.

No, this situation seemed wrong.

It wasn’t what he had planned.

Before he could think it through, Qin Yi leaned in again, pressing a hand on his shoulder, and slowly laid him back on the desk.

Qin Yi propped himself up with his elbows, pushing the stray hair from Shen Du’s forehead and gently kissing him. Shen Du was barely awake for a moment before he was taken away again.

His shirt was pushed up to his chin.

The overhead light was blinding. Shen Du’s forehead rested on Qin Yi’s hand, and in his disoriented state, he saw Qin Yi’s dark, deep eyes and the wrist resting on his leg.

The watchband brushed against his thigh, cold and stimulating.

Qin Yi lowered his eyes and whispered, “Hold on.”

Blood slowly spread from his shoulders to his neck and chest, turning him completely red.

He wasn’t sure if it was Qin Yi’s calm gaze or the commanding tone that made him instinctively comply with what was asked, shy and sincere.

In a moment of dazed confusion, he saw Qin Yi’s dark eyes.

They were extremely unfamiliar, like the depths of a water pool.

Shen Du’s head exploded with a loud bang.

Qin Yi rummaged through a bag, finally picking out one that seemed satisfactory. He tore open the packaging, poured a little into his palm, and circled it around the edges.

Shen Du gasped, chilled, as Qin Yi fed him a mint candy.

It was cold and hard to bite.

It was a flavor Shen Du had never tasted before.

Fresh, slightly spicy, with a bit of sweetness when carefully tasted.

As soon as Qin Yi put the mint candy in his mouth, the person who had been sluggish moments ago immediately perked up, wobbling and greeting him.

His brows and eyes curved, and with the other hand, he gently tapped his head.

“Kill me? Hmm?”

He laughed briefly and mercilessly. “Is this it?”

This was a huge humiliation.

“Mocking me? You…” Shen Du curled up suddenly.

Because Qin Yi suddenly lowered his head to kiss him again, sticking his tongue out to lick, the motion gentle, as if handling a rare treasure.

Shen Du was kissed into forgetting to curse.

He became exceptionally docile.

He felt weak, his hands gradually loosening, covering his eyes, not daring to look at the scene. His legs hung limply, and Qin Yi, finding them in the way, placed them on his shoulder.

Every inch of Shen Du’s body seemed to wake up.

Under this never-before-experienced, intense stimulation, he felt like he was about to die.

How could love be like this?

Qin Yi’s lips were so skilled at kissing.

The mint candy was nearly dissolved, and Qin Yi fed him another one, patiently kissing him. “Tastes good?”

“I don’t want it anymore, it’s cold.”

It didn’t taste good, and it was spicy.

Was this mint candy not of good quality?

Shen Du wanted to dodge, but his body was like jelly, completely powerless.

When Qin Yi tried to feed him the third candy, he finally couldn’t take it anymore and hoarsely said, “Can you stop being in such a hurry, don’t feed me so fast… I haven’t swallowed the first two yet.”

“But if you don’t eat it now, it’s going to melt.”

“If it melts, it won’t taste good.”

Qin Yi leaned down and kissed his lips. Shen Du’s breath trembled violently, and he tasted something strange in Qin Yi’s mouth, something worse than mint candy, a flavor he’d never had before. He wanted to vomit, but Qin Yi forcefully held his chin and made him swallow it.

“What did you eat?” Shen Du covered his mouth. “Don’t make me eat that!”

Qin Yi said, “I fed it to you; of course, it’s good stuff. Don’t spit it out, swallow it quickly.”

Shen Du whimpered, “I can’t swallow it, you put it too deep, it’s stuck.”

He almost cursed loudly, “Can you not feed me this brand anymore?”

Qin Yi was in a good mood, “Really? I think it tastes pretty good.”

“…”

Shen Du sensitively shrank his shoulders.

“Didn’t it get stuck?” Qin Yi rolled Shen Du’s shirt into a ball and stuffed it into his mouth. “Bite it, I’ll help you get it out.”

Tonight’s alcohol; who knows who got drunk?

Shen Du didn’t know how much Qin Yi had drunk or if he was drunk. He only knew that he was very clear-headed now, and the plan he had been thinking about for a long time had finally come to fruition at this moment.

Although it seemed a bit different from what he had imagined, at least at this moment, both his body and heart were completely filled.

It felt like it was always meant to be this way.

Shen Du turned his head, and two shadows on the wall swayed continuously in his line of sight. He felt dizzy, as if he had been thrown into soft, fluffy clouds.

At one moment, he couldn’t control himself and cursed out loud.

“Why is it still stuck? Can’t you do it right?”

“Don’t feed me this again, it’s uncomfortable when it gets stuck!”

But no matter how much he cursed, Qin Yi just quietly did his own thing, occasionally glancing at him or giving him a perfunctory kiss.

Shen Du got tired of cursing and started begging for mercy, as if he were drunk, talking nonsense, murmuring, and saying all sorts of things.

He spoke in a language that was more like gibberish, piecing together words that didn’t form a coherent sentence.

He got so drunk that he started dreaming wildly.

In the dream, he was a lonely city guard, facing the enemy’s fierce attacks; he could only silently defend.

Shen Du begged the heavens to help him, but the heavens only told him he wasn’t trying hard enough.

No one could help him.

Shen Du felt like he was about to fall apart; the city he had worked so hard to protect was being crushed and destroyed.

He cried, collapsing backward. But the enemy wouldn’t let him run. He struggled hopelessly, and in the end, he was captured and tortured by the enemy.

He was unwilling.

“Wait for me; don’t let me find an opportunity, or I’ll kill you!”

The enemy, provoked by his challenge, intensified their actions.

Shen Du couldn’t take it anymore.

“Ugh… don’t hit so hard; it hurts, I was just joking.”

“Ah! I was wrong! Brother!”

Shen Du shuddered all over.

He woke up from the dream in a panic.

Qin Yi held him and sucked in a cold breath. “Hiss…”

“Had a bad dream?” Qin Yi whispered. “Don’t bite me.”

The fear from the dream still lingered, and he glared at Qin Yi as if he were the enemy, his eyes red, unsure if it was from crying in pain or something else. His mouth pouted, looking aggrieved. “How can you be so fierce?”

He felt like he had died and come back to life tonight.

Living in drunken delirium.

“I’m not fierce,” Qin Yi, sweating on his forehead, kept kissing him, praising him. “You’re amazing.”

“Shen Du, do you know how beautiful you look right now?”

“I want to draw you. I want to mark you here, here, and here…”

Qin Yi pointed to a few places, all the most sensitive and delicate parts of Shen Du’s body.

To Qin Yi, these places were more beautiful than anything in the world.

For a long time, he bit Shen Du’s collarbone, quietly feeling Shen Du tremble because of him, his heart completely filled.

Qin Yi almost sighed, “Shen Du, Xiao Du… my good baby.”

“I really like you.”

The tenderness and acceptance of his lover made him unhesitatingly pour out his feelings.

Shen Du trembled all over, his lips dry and his eyes filled with tears. He whimpered and spoke in a daze.

Qin Yi leaned forward, putting his ear close to his mouth, this time hearing clearly.

He turned his head, smiled, leaned down, and kissed his not-fully-closed lips. After a moment, he lifted his head, pulling out a faint, fleeting silver thread. He whispered, “How deep is it?”

His cold, sweaty hand touched Shen Du’s.

Shen Du gasped, grabbed his hand, touched a spot on his belly, and trembled, saying, “It’s here.”

After saying that, Shen Du was also shocked.

How could it be, how could it be… so deep.

He foolishly thought, it really is deep.

Qin Yi lowered his head and gave it a few gentle sucks.

The boy’s skin was white and tender, and soon there was a bright red strawberry mark left there.

It was a mark.

Qin Yi brushed off the glistening droplets and gently touched it again.

Through the thin skin of his belly, he seemed to feel his own pulsing heartbeat.

“How about I tattoo a design here for you next time?”

“What do you want?”

Qin Yi said a few ideas, and those shy words came out of his mouth without even blinking, completely calm.

Instead, Shen Du, trembling, raised his hand and covered his ears with his last bit of strength.

Damn it. His lifelong reputation, his ass.

How could this happen?

This was clearly not what he had imagined.

But why, why did he feel inexplicably good?