Pain Fetish

Fu Ge slept for a long time in Qi Han’s arms.

For a full two hours of deep sleep, he was so soaked in the Alpha’s pheromones that his hands and feet were soft. The quilt was full of the fragrance of white bellflower, coating him from the tips of his hair all the way to his white, tender feet. Anyone who could smell it would have marvelled at how overbearing his mate’s possessiveness was.

The little Beta didn’t wake up when the nurse came in to change the medicine.

Qi Han hurriedly reminded her to be quiet, then got up, stood next to the bed and pulled up the hem of his shirt with one hand. His wide wheat-skinned shoulders and back moved; he took off the shirt and threw it on the back of the bed.

He had too many injuries on his body, including his shoulders, chest, abdomen and back. For convenience, he had always changed his medicine topless, but it was usually a male nurse who helped him change his medicine before. Today, it was a young girl with a shy personality. When she looked up and saw Qi Han’s body, she blushed, and the tweezers in her hand fell to the floor with a clang.

“Sorry… sorry, President Qi!”

Startled, the girl looked at Fu Ge on the bed in trepidation, afraid that Qi Han would get angry if she woke him up.

She didn’t expect that the Alpha in front of her would turn around immediately after seeing that she was a girl, pick up a hospital gown and put it on.

“It’s okay, let’s just deal with the gunshot wound today, don’t worry about the rest.” His fingers with well-defined joints quickly fastened the buttons, leaving only the top three to expose the wound on his chest, “Hurry up, my love is about to wake up.”

“Oh, okay, I’ll be right away!”

The nurse picked up the tweezers and disinfected them again, mobilising her professionalism to quickly change the medicine for him, and then ran away with her head down.

Qi Han was still thinking about what soup to make for Fu Ge in the small kitchen tonight, and when he turned his head, he saw that the little Beta was already awake.

Fu Ge blinked at him with his sleepy eyes and yawned lazily; two tears appeared in the corners of his eyes.

“How did you get your body in such good shape? I remember it wasn’t this scary in high school. Do you Alpha keep growing?”

As he said this, his pink foot poked out from under the quilt; he raised it high and stepped on Qi Han’s thigh.

On his porcelain-white ankle, he was still wearing the white ribbon tied by the Alpha himself, and the small prayer wheel hanging from the ribbon slowly swayed against his milk-white skin, making Qi Han’s heart flutter.

Qi Han’s breathing tightened, his eyes instantly darkened, and he looked at his little Beta from top to bottom in a teasingly condescending manner.

He thought: the person lying on the bed now belongs to me completely, from the outside to the inside.

Fu Ge’s white arms resting on the dark quilt made Qi Han’s mouth dry, and the foot stepping on his pubis made his tongue stiff. Fu Ge’s low, husky voice right after waking up was like a sultry invisible hand, rubbing against the most itchy place on the tip of his heart.

So every word the little Beta said next changed its flavour in his dirty mind.

“I heard Uncle Zhong say that you used to practise boxing a lot. Take me with you next time you go. I will be responsible for wiping your sweat.”

—Having sex is much hotter than practising boxing. If I sweat in the boxing ring, you will wipe my sweat. What about when I sweat in bed with gege? Lick it off for me?…

“As for cheering, let Ah Jue do it, I won’t shout, I’m always hoarse in spring.”

—Yes, your throat is too delicate, you can’t shout or strain it. Bully you a little bit, and you will be mute. It sounds much better when you cry…

“When will you play basketball again? I really want to watch you play basketball.”

—When will you hug me? I really want to hear gege cry and beg me…

“Why don’t we go back to school next week and see— hey!”

The words came to an abrupt end when Qi Han pounced on him unawares, and Fu Ge got a completely unexpected kiss from Qi Han on his neck.

“Ugh— why are you… don’t!”

The Alpha’s breathing was ragged, his movements were rough, and every time he chased his lips and bit them, he had to rub his knee between Fu Ge’s thighs like a rascal. The words that came out were naughty to the extreme: “The cat in the yard is restless in the spring, does gege follow suit?”

“What kind of rogue are you playing again… Hey, don’t touch—”

The hand that sneaked into the quilt did whatever it wanted to his naked body. Fu Ge trembled in impatience; his fingers were numb and tingling when they touched Qi Han’s skin, and he didn’t have the slightest strength when he put his palms on Qi Han’s chest.

“The injury is not healed yet, what are you doing seducing me?”

“Who… who seduced you…” Fu Ge felt very wronged. His already swollen lip was bitten and split a little, glistening wet and bright.

“Lying on the bed without clothes and sticking out your foot to step on me.” Qi Han caught his lower lip and nibbled on it, “What is this if not seduction? Why don’t you step a bit more?”

His own mind was full of colourful rubbish, but he wanted to blame Fu Ge like a scoundrel, just to see him blush so much that his cheeks and body would be tinged with pink, and then get scolded by him angrily.

“You say that… you obviously took off my clothes! Stepping on you is just playing. Shameless, why don’t you say that I seduce you just by living!”

“Isn’t it so?”

Qi Han finally forced himself to stop moving, leaned over him with a stifled laugh, and then went back to cupping his chin and kissing him, “Maybe because I’m injured, I don’t have any composure at all now. You look at me, and I’m already stripping you naked and fucking you in my head, with you gasping, crying and begging me.”

Fu Ge was so angry with him that he couldn’t help laughing, pinched his ears and pulled both of them, “You still dare say it! You haven’t grown up at all in so many years, just the same rascal.”

Although President Qi was a crybaby in high school, he was pretty eloquent. The words that should be said in bed were never held back. Dirty words were spoken openly, and the harder Fu Ge cried, the dirtier the words became.

“What are you ashamed of, is there anything I haven’t seen about gege?”

He confidently embraced the man in his arms, found a comfortable posture for both of them to lie down, grabbed Fu Ge’s hand and kissed it again without holding back.

After his left hand and his right hand were kissed, and then his right arm and his shoulder were kissed, Fu Ge didn’t bother to pay attention to him.

Qi Han lay on top of him and kissed him as if starving to death. Fu Ge flattened his mouth in disapproval and even wanted to play with his mobile phone to have fun.

“Gege, focus!” Qi Han smiled and pinched his cheek, “I’m kissing you, kiss back at least symbolically, okay?”

“Oh…” Fu Ge blinked and deliberately teased him: “When a dog licks its owner, have you seen the owner lick it back?”

“Good, you say I’m a dog!”

“Hey— don’t scratch, don’t scratch, it tickles! I was wrong, I was wrong… won’t talk about you anymore!”

After finally escaping from his hands, Fu Ge lay on the bed and panted slowly. His shoulders exposed by the quilt were tinged pink, and Qi Han gently rubbed his face against them, pecking and kissing them affectionately.

“Good baby, I have prepared a gift for you.”

The little Beta was dizzy from his kisses and raised his misty eyes when he heard the words, “What?”

Qi Han took out a glass seal from the small box at the head of the bed and put it in his palm. 

Engraved on the seal was a small bird with odd lines, very fat and round, with a half of eggshell on its head, like a well-nourished little fledgling.

Fu Ge liked it very much. He rubbed his fingers over it carefully several times, and his eyes were filled with fine light, “Did you carve it?”

Qi Han raised his head suddenly, very excited, “How did gege guess?”

“It’s too ugly, a craftsman wouldn’t carve it like this— ugh!”

Before he finished speaking, he received a slap on his hip. Qi Han lay on his shoulder like a big golden retriever, angry and aggrieved, “Don’t dislike me.”

Fu Ge laughed, tilted his head and kissed him on the cheek, stroking his hair, “I like it, it’s very cute. One look at this duck, and you see that it eats very well.”

“What duck! It’s a bird!  A baby bird!” Qi Han squeezed the seal in frustration and looked at it, “Is it really so ugly? I carved you.”

Fu Ge: “……”

Fu Ge: “It’s bewilderingly delightful.”

That’s what he said, but Qi Han could tell at a glance that Fu Ge really liked it, otherwise he wouldn’t hold it and turn it around.

“This is a reward.”

He took the seal and stamped the little fat bird on Fu Ge’s forehead, and then took out the seal made by Fu Ge and stamped a little bear on his own forehead.

A person in his twenties had a cartoon animal on his head and was not ashamed.

“In the future, every time you treat yourself better, I will give you a little bird. Collect ten of them and come to me for a reward.”

“How do you count ‘treating myself better’?”

“It’s very simple.” Qi Han turned him around and hugged him, pulled the quilt over and covered him, and said, “For example, wear warm clothes, sleep as much as you want, push all the dishes you don’t like to eat at me, and don’t work overtime even if you haven’t finished your work. You have to eat a medicinal meal once a week. As compensation, you can have an extra portion of French fries or potato chips, and most importantly—”

Qi Han turned his head and said against the tip of his nose: “Don’t ruin your body anymore.”

“I’m not coaxing you, let alone joking. You’d better be obedient. If I find any new injuries on your body next time, I promise you will see those injuries on me the next day.”

“If you don’t feel sorry for yourself, don’t feel sorry for me either.”

His last words were stern, and the hand that was cupping Fu Ge’s chin was firmly restraining him. The strength of Qi Han’s long-standing position of superiority was obvious when he warned his lover to learn to love himself, and there was no trace of the way he had been clinging to the little Beta just now.

Fu Ge pursed his lips and stopped talking, his head drooping as if he had been greatly wronged.

“It is so hard to get a little bird from you…”

Obviously, I give ten little bears to you every day, why do I have to pay attention to these rules and regulations?

When he was like this, Qi Han was heartbroken and couldn’t bear it. So he quickly leaned over and whispered to him: “Are you angry? Think I’m making decisions for you?”

Fu Ge flattened his mouth and looked embarrassed, “I’m not angry, I just… can’t help it…”

The obsession with pain was like an addiction to tobacco or alcohol, and it was not so easy to get rid of.

He would torment his body unconsciously, like repeatedly licking the ulcers in his mouth and the little wounds on his lips, constantly pressing the bruises on his arms, obsessing over the pain of cigarettes burning his skin and uncontrollably recalling the dark past over and over again in his dreams.

Only at these times could he feel that he was truly alive.

Qi Han’s heart ached beyond words when the subject came up, and he knew best why Fu Ge had become like this.

“It’s okay, baby, I’ll help you, shall we deal with it bit by bit?”

He rubbed the cigarette burn under Fu Ge’s collarbone and pressed it heavily despite his heartache. Sure enough, he saw the little Beta stifle a groan and close his eyes tightly, and there was unspeakable pleasure in his trembling eyelashes.

“Enjoying this?”

“Yeah…” He hugged Qi Han’s arm, narrowed his eyes obsessively and begged in a low voice: “Ah Han, press again, a little harder…”

Qi Han took a deep breath and did as he was told with a trembling hand, kissing Fu Ge’s lips immediately after pressing the cigarette burn, “This is the last time. From now on you are not allowed to burn yourself with cigarettes. If you want pain, I can give it to you. I promise it will be much more pleasurable than abusing yourself like this.”

The little Beta froze for a moment, his cheeks hot against Qi Han’s arm, as he blushed, unable to hold back his anticipation, “How can you give it to me?”

Qi Han helplessly nudged the tip of his nose, “I found many ways. Bondage, whipping, suffocation, control…”

Fu Ge’s eyes lit up with every word he said, and by the time he reached the last one Fu Ge was looking at him with his eyes glowing.

“All of the above—”

“I can try all of them!”

Qi Han: “—Unacceptable.”

Fu Ge’s face collapsed like a pierced balloon, and the little bird wilted and lay motionless.

Qi Han couldn’t help laughing and ran his fingers over Fu Ge’s lips, “So disappointed?”

Fu Ge opened his mouth and bit his fingers, “What else can you give me if you don’t give these…”

The Alpha hooked the corner of his mouth in a smile, “Don’t be disappointed, I guarantee that what I can give you is better than these.”

He leaned to his ear and added in a low voice: “So good that you… will come.”

Fu Ge didn’t hear the verb clearly, but he knew it was not a proper thing. The tips of his ears suddenly tingled but he still didn’t believe Qi Han, “Don’t draw me a cake, and then turn around and find a reason to prevaricate me.”

Qi Han smiled, “I don’t prevaricate you, I’ll do what I say. When do you want it?”

Fu Ge thought for a while, blushed and said, “The estrus period… is it okay?”

Isn’t that tomorrow?

His lips were bitten, and Qi Han teased him, “Can’t wait?”

The little Beta was cutely sincere: “Well… missed you for a long time…”

“Good baby, then I’ll prepare properly tomorrow.”

After another kiss on the forehead, he propped himself up on the bed and wanted to go to the kitchen to fry some French fries for Fu Ge.

The little Beta wanted to join him and put on his clothes to get out of bed. But he stopped suddenly as soon as he made a single step.

There was a strange sudden stirring in his body, and a familiar fragrance suddenly broke out in the air, accompanied by the rich smell of white bellflower rushing to the Alpha.

Qi Han was startled for a moment, then turned his head in understanding, meeting the completely dumbfounded little Beta’s eyes.

“Already here?”

“I don’t know… but your, your wound will, will reopen…”

Hooking his lips, Qi Han picked the man straight up and threw him on the bed, reached out and pulled down his pants.

“Then it will reopen.”