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Blue, white and red lights scattered on the dance floor as a jumble of people rubbing against each other inside a nightclub. The sultry electro dance music echoed in all directions as the crowd writhed against the music.

Among the heat and thumping music, a man was standing on the sea of people. He was dressed in all black, with a hood covering his handsome face. But unlike everyone else, he was not dancing. His sharp predatory eyes set on the bar while he let the crowd hide his tall figure in a blurred mess of partygoers.

That man was called Mo Ran.

And he was here for a hunt.

Lights played on his face as he watched a man drinking what seemed like his fifth glass of beer on the stool. Unassuming and unaware of the heat inside Mo Ran's eyes.

He was beautiful , Mo Ran thought. Dressed in a loose white shirt and dark slacks that looked a bit too formal in a nightclub. Just like the man who looks too stiff in the crowd, trying to blend in but failing.

Mo Ran watched him, awkwardly rubbing his long nape under the trimmed smooth hair, looking around as if sensing someone was watching him.

And oh, a man's instinct is not something that needs to be ignored indeed. Mo Ran smiled. Because hidden under the flash of blinding lights and deafening music, Mo Ran was a beast disguised in human skin, already decided that man was his prey.

A list of carefully built plans formed like chess pieces moving on the board inside his head. Thinking when and how he would jump to the man from the depth of the shadow.

And he's gonna sink his teeth to those smooth white skin and dug his claws on that svelte body tonight. He's gonna lick that sweat of the pulse on his neck, drinking the fear from the man for being held down and devoured like a helpless mammal and being left to die on the cold autumn night.

Desire ran through his blood vessels and made his blood hummed with pleasure imagining how that cold aloof face broke into fear as he was being pinned down. Those delicate wrists being held down by his rough calloused hands. And his mouth–sets in a frown– opened in painful gasps as he forced his way through that man's body, sinking his throbbing cock to his tight resisting ass—

Mo Ran palmed his cock on the dance floor under his oversized hoodie, mouth parted and neck craned back imagining how the man would struggle like a dying gasping fish as he fucked him against the wall. His fingers would be closed around that beautiful long smooth neck, choking him and making his body limp as he thrust into him again and again and filled him with his cums.

Oh, how he has a lot to give. He had saved his desire for that man tonight and followed him from his apartment to this club. Smiling at the clumsy way he tried to blend in but failed. He had watched him every day, noting his schedules and habit and decided tonight, he was going to have him.

His prey is called Chu Wanning, a cutthroat corporate worker in a big company. He was a hardworking engineer, busy during the day and night. And when loneliness stretched out, that man must have decided to go to this nightclub to get some sense of companionship in the sea of people. He must have been desperately lonely, for an awkward man to brave the wilderness in the club.

But, Mo Ran smiled fondly, Chu Wanning didn't need to worry. He caressed the slim loop of Chu Wanning’s waist with his dark eyes. He won't go home alone tonight. He would have Mo Ran for the whole night to fucks him until he loses his soul.

Mo Ran licked his teeth while sorting all the possible ways to corner Chu Wanning tonight. His wicked plan made his blood stirs and his cock filled out with the desire to hunt and conquer.

And as if Mo Ran's gaze was heated enough to burn him, Chu Wanning finally turned his head and looked in his direction among the sea of bodies. The couple dancing in front of him swayed and writhe, and from the gap of their bodies, he caught Chu Wanning's startled gaze. Like a deer caught in the headlight.

Well hello there, he smiled under the hood.

Did he think his pretty face and those wet moist lips could not catch wolves' gaze?

Did he not see the number of people who had been stealing looks at him on that stool but got intimidated by his aloof face? Did he think Mo Ran is the only one who thinks about bending him on the bar and eating his ass? Hammering him into the table like a nail while he trashed and begged for more? He sure hopes he did not know. Because the thought of Chu Wanning considering another man other than him made him want to blow this club up. He rubbed the pocket of his jeans, feeling the knife’s edge to calm him down.

No need for violence yet. He is the one who will fuck Chu Wanning tonight and he would make sure to make the man remembering the shape of his cock for months. If he survived the night.

Something in Mo Ran's gaze must have been alerting Chu Wanning for he blinked rapidly and turned his body back quickly, back tense.

Oh? Did he see through Mo Ran's wicked plan? Well, he better be careful because Mo Ran is a damn good hunter and he would not stop until he caught his prey.

He smoothly slinked away from the crowd. And he watched in amusement as Chu Wanning turned around again to look for this strange man wearing a hood. Too bad he could be invisible if he wanted to. And he kept his eyes sharp on Chu Wanning's figure as he grew more and more restless and decided to leave the bar.

Caught you , he thought and grinned.

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Mo Ran knows this area just like the back of his hand. And he knew how to play with human's instinct. He followed Chu Wanning when he was walking in the alley, appearing and disappearing in the right corner to force him to pick the wrong turn. The one he thought will be safe, close to the street, but right into Mo Ran's trap.

It was 2 am and the mist was thick on the dark alley. From where he pressed his back against the bricks and waited, he heard Chu Wanning's steps and the heave of his breath among the mist. Mo Ran’s breath was quiet and controlled in the opposite, even if excitement pulsed on his groin and made his cock throbs impatiently.

So close, he thought with giddy excitement when Chu Wanning’s steps were getting closer .

When Chu Wanning walked past the very small alleyway between two buildings his grin spread with the explosion of euphoria as he pulled out his knife smoothly and jumped on Chu Wanning.

“Mmh!” Chu Wanning jumped in surprise, struggling when Mo Ran pressed his palm against his mouth. Mo Ran’s other elbow caught him in a choke. And he quickly pressed the cold surface of the knife on the pulse of his bare neck, which immediately made the man freeze.

“Baobei, you finally came to me. Don't move so much or you'll make my hand slip and this knife would slit straight through your artery,” he grinned against Chu Wanning's earlobe. Oh, his scent wafting against Mo Ran's nostril now. And he inhaled it greedily, feeling it permeated with the scent of fear.

Exquisite .

“You don't want to let your precious blood spill on this dirty alleyway don't you?” he whispered darkly, grinning against the skin while Chu Wanning struggled a little.

They are near the main street and he didn't want to be seen and interrupted during his meal so he tightened his hold on Chu Wanning's mouth and commanded,

“Follow me and you'll live.”

Then he dragged the tense man on the dark alley, far in the corner where there were no windows nor lights. The smell of dirt and damp bricks permeated the air. It should have been disgusting. But getting this clean man pressed on the dirty brick got him giddy with lust that the bad smell turned into desirable.

“Just take all of my money and leave,” Chu Wanning spat on him while Mo Ran removed his hand on Chu Wanning’s lips and slammed his body to the brick, pressing his smooth porcelain cheek on the rough surface.

“There are cash and credit card. There is also the phone, take them all and let me go,” Chu Wanning demand again, his voice was stern even if he got the tremble from the fear and adrenaline.

“What's your five years old android phone worth for me?” Mo Ran sneered, keeping both of Chu Wanning's wrists captured on his back. He could hold both of them with his one palm and lord, did it do something to him. His cock aching so much.

Chu Wanning bristled as if offended, “It’s still worth— wait, how do you know it's five years old?” he paused in his struggle.

Mo Ran grinned and pressed their body together. “I know everything about you Chu Wanning,” he crooned against his earlobe. Then he rubbed his clothed erection against the rise of Chu Wanning's ass. The man froze like a block of wood, feeling Mo Ran’s cock grinding his clothed ass.

“See Chu Xiansheng, I don't need any money from you. I just want dinner. With you on the menu,” he teased, letting his damp breath spray against the back of Chu Wanning's earlobe. The man shuddered violently before struggling strongly.

“You crazy perverted! Let me go!” He hissed and writhe against Mo Ran's hold and he slammed him harder, expertly tying Chu Wanning's hands behind his back with a rope he had hidden under his hoodie. The man twisted and cursed him as he struggled against his bond.

“I have a lot of money, just speak the amount and I could give it to you!” He tried to bargain without success and gasped when Mo Ran forced his clothed bulge on the open palm of Chu Wanning.

“I told you I don't want money,” he panted, feeling his cock about to burst with how hard and aching he was. He licked Chu Wanning's ear and pushed his tongue on the lobes, feeling the man squirm away, still struggling. Mo Ran's hand still forced Chu Wanning's palm on his cock while he rubbed the bulge on his smooth hand.

“I just want to fuck you raw. Right here, right now,” he breathed against the now wet lobes and felt satisfied with the tremble of Chu Wanning's body.

“Bastard!” he cursed savagely, dark eyes catching Mo Ran's like a clawed grip. And he marvelled at the scorching fire in his eyes. The murderous clench of his jaws. He looks like someone who could fight. And it got him excited. 

For a predator like him, a meek whimpering prey was not exciting enough. But this man, he was like a hissing spitting leopard. Baring his teeth like he wanted to tear his flesh apart. And he probably could too, if Mo Ran was not calculating enough.

And true to his words, Chu Wanning managed to stomp on his feet and ran a few steps. But Mo Ran was quicker. His blood sang with adrenaline and he caught Chu Wanning, slammed him again on the brick wall. His scream was muffled by the press of Mo Ran's palm on his mouth and nose. He held him as he struggled to breathe and only let him go after his struggles decreased from the lack of air.

“You think you can run away from me Wanning?!” he laughed in his ear while Chu Wanning pants on the wall.

“Don't call me that fucker!” ha barked, but that only made Mo Ran more excited.

“Ohh, would you rather me call you baobei?” he teased, rubbing his palms against the solid and lean muscles on his sides. He was packed but not buff, lean and lithe. Manly and strong. He wanted to wreck this man so much.

“Stop it,” Chu Wanning gasped and struggled as Mo Ran yanked his shirt off and played with his nipples. The cold air and the touch made the nipples raised and went taut, very enjoyable to be played with.

“Stop it,” he repeated. But it sounds different now. Mo Ran ran one hand from the nipple below and barked a laugh when he caught hold of an erection blooming on the front of Chu Wanning's pants.

“Your mouth says no but your body wants this. You like this don't you? You like having your nipples played with by a stranger on an alleyway,” he taunted darkly, squeezing the swollen cock until Chu Wanning gasped.

“Fuck off!” Chu Wanning cursed hotly.

Of course, Mo Ran didn’t listen to him. He squeezed the cock harder instead and stroked it from outside the pants. He kept his fist tight, jerking him off and enjoying the way Chu Wanning’s body went taut in holding back his pleasure.

“You can tell me how good it felt, baobei,” he bit Chu Wanning’s lobe before shoving his tongue to his earlobe again. Made it hot and messy. Chu Wanning gritted his teeth and struggled even if sometimes guttural voices would escape from his gritted teeth.

“Mmhm,” he made a choked sound as Mo Ran undo his belt and shoved his hand inside Chu Wanning’s pants, jerking him off hard and fast.

“You slut! You are very wet down here. You enjoy this a lot don’t you?” he laughed at Chu Wanning’s ear, pinching his nipple and making him arched out, whimpering before snapping his jaws shut again. Glaring at the wall. He struggled again for the hell of it and oh, how it made Mo Ran amused and aroused at the same time.

He can’t wait to force down pleasure on his body and make him helpless.

He ran his finger from Chu Wanning’s nipple up to his throat, squeezing a little before pressing them against his parted lips. “Bite my fingers and I’ll cut your dick,” he threatened before shoving his fingers inside Chu Wanning’s wet and hot mouth.

“Nggghh,” the man struggled as he reached deep into his throat using his fingers, the pad of his fingers pressed up against the roof of Chu Wanning’s mouth to prevent him from biting down.

“Argh,” he tried to shoved Mo Ran’s fingers out using his tongue but Mo Ran groaned in pleasure instead, bucking up and shoving his cock against Chu Wanning’s ass. His fingers roamed and tickled the roof of his mouth until he whimpered with tears gathering on the corner of his eyes.

“Slut! You are getting harder down here,” he chucked, making havoc within Chu Wanning’s mouth until his neck craned and bare for Mo Ran to licked and bite. The rhythm of his hand on Chu Wanning’s cock was slow and wet, his grip was tight, milking his cock and making Chu Wanning’s hips go taught to hold back desire.

“Wah,” he gasped out when Mo Ran yanked out his fingers, breath heaving but he cried out when Mo Ran slid his wet fingers, covered by Chu Wanning’s saliva, to his nipples again. Rolling and pinching them in turn until they both are red, taut and glistening. All the while sped up his hand around Chu Wanning’s shaft.

Chu Wanning’s muscles went taut with tension. “Stop this,” he said breathlessly as his face started twisted with pleasure as the rough hand pulled him closer to an orgasm he did not want. Red flush spreading across his pale nape and shoulders, his breath getting ragged.

“Stop this! I hate this!” he cried out again frantically, muscles tightened up as his breathing got faster.

“You are going to come,” Mo Ran grinned on his neck, sucking on the skin and lapping at the red mark, making Chu Wanning even more frantic.

“No-no not going to come–“ he said stubbornly, sobbing afterwards as Mo Ran thumbed his dripping slit.

“Yes, you are about to burst out here,” he chuckled, playing with the hole on his cock and making Chu Wanning’s hips jerked.

“No–not going to come not gonna-no,” he sobbed as Mo Ran twisted his hand and pinched his nipple.

“AH–not gonna no no–“ he sobbed even if his hips jerked again. He slurred and sobbed and denied even if Mo Ran jerked him off faster until his hips twisted and followed the yank of the hand.

“Haha–who wants to come now?!” he barked a laugh, eyes darkened with wicked excitement seeing Chu Wanning’s hips messily jerked following his hips until his fingers on his back curled tight.

“Ah!” he cried out against Mo Ran’s hand.

“Do you want to come, Wanning?” he growled, yanking the cock roughly and making Chu Wanning sobbed.

“You want to come from my hand, don’t you? Say you want to come,” He commanded frantically, heart drumming against Chu Wanning’s back, feeling the man’s heartbeat rapping against his chest in the upcoming orgasm.

“Ah–FUCK YOU!” He cursed instead.

And Mo Ran immediately let his cock go. Chu Wanning bristled for a second, panicking from the loss of contact before remembering himself and curled against the brick, back rising and falling heavily, muscles taut.

Mo Ran pressed him up, nuzzling his sharp nose against Chu Wanning’s neck. “I was about to be generous and let you come. But since you are being ungrateful, then you can only come using my cock,” he whispered menacingly, lapping at the sweetness of dread that washed Chu Wanning’s body cold and made him sweating instantly.

“You won’t,” the man growled even if his body trembled like leaves. He was tied and helpless and Mo Ran is stronger and bigger than him. He would have no chance.

“Yes. Can you feel this baobei? It wants you so bad,” he rubbed his massive erection on Chu Wanning’s ass, swaying their body and let himself groan softly, feeling his curled cock rubbing against Chu Wanning’s ass. Chu Wanning's arm trembles after feeling the size of that thing. It was too thick. So hot and firm and threatening.

“You-you gonna kill me!” Chu Wanning spat at him, thinking how he'll probably die after being breached by that thing. Mo Ran chuckled again.

“No, it won’t. it was made for you. It's gonna make you feel so good you’ll come without me touching your cock. Wanna bet?” he taunted, rubbing his face on Chu Wanning’s nape and hair and neck, still rubbing his cock.

“Fuck off!” He growled instead.

“Mm, if I manage to make you come without touching. I’ll fuck you again the whole night,” he promised darkly before pulling the pants down with the boxer. Gasping at the smooth mound revealed beneath the trouser.

Chu Wanning started struggling again and Mo Ran closed his hand on his delicate throat threateningly until his neck stretched. “Don’t struggle or I’ll fuck you without preparing and your blood is the only lubricant you’ll have.”

That made the man stop struggling even if his body went taut with tension. He rubbed and squeezed the ass in turn, enjoying the smooth supple flesh before slapping them loudly.

“Nh,” Chu Wanning gasped, struggling a little. Mo Ran tightened his hold on Chu Wanning’s throat.

“Don’t make me warn you again,” he told the man, biting his lobe harshly. He played with Chu Wanning’s ass a little before slipping his finger inside the cleft of his mounds, feeling the hot hole greeting the pad of his finger.

He ran his fingers from Chu Wanning’s throat up to his mouth and shoved it inside again. “Suck. You either get saliva or nothing at all,” he commanded heartlessly. And Chu Wanning reluctantly sucking his fingers, the pad of his thumb, dug against his cheek, caught wetness dripping on Chu Wanning’s face. He was crying.

“Don’t cry baobei, save the tears from later when I made you feel good,” he cruelly said, smiling at the strained sobs in Chu Wanning’s throat.

He yanked his fingers out and pushed Chu Wanning against the dirty brick, pulling his hips backwards until he bent a little. He also kicked his feet apart, the fabric of the trouser caught on his feet.

Bending with his ass raised like this, Chu Wanning looks beyond fuckable. His shirt hung on his body, buttons missing and he pushed the shirt up to see the curve of his back. The muscles there flexed and rolled like a giant cat. Graceful and strong. And helplessly bound.

His eyes darkened with lust, feeling his body engulfed by fire seeing this strong man tied up and helpless like this, but still maintaining his aloof bitter grace. He ran his fingers through Chu Wanning's spine to the small of his back. And the man didn't disappoint him for reacting to his touch. His body trembled and squirmed away from his touch.

He slid two fingers on the crack of his ass, pushing in and saw the hole easily sucking his finger inside.

"..."

His ass is already lubed and prepared, hot and open, ready to use. He looked at the quivering muscle around his index and middle finger and laughed coldly.

He yanked Chu Wanning’s hair backwards.

“So this is why you are crying. You know you are already loose down here huh? Do you plan to get a cock tonight in the club huh?” he growled, biting his earlobe.

“Or you are a slut who constantly gets pounded by cocks? Acting all proper and prude but raising your ass like a pig to get fucked?” he taunted with a laugh even if his fist was tight in Chu Wanning’s messy hair until he whimpered.

“Tell me how many men had fucked you to get you this loose? Are they big?” he whispered, feeling the hole tightened around his fingers. He shoved them deep in a hard thrust until Chu Wanning jolted up.

“Ah!” he cried out.

“Did they able to pound you so good you squirted like a bitch?” he taunted again, yanking his fingers out and slapped the hole with wet fingers covered by saliva and oil. Then he shoved three fingers deep until Chu Wanning’s body tightened. He cried out sharply. But the hole still stretched easily to accept him

“What a greedy ass you have, you wanted this do you? Whore!” he insulted Chu Wanning while rubbing his long fingers across the wall of his insides.

“Get out!” Chu Wanning growled at him, back taut even if his hole sucking him tightly as if can’t bear to let it go.

“Who are you trying to fool with this loose hole prepared to get fucked?!” he laughed menacingly, thrusting twice hard and fast until Chu Wanning arched out.

“See? It’s so well trained to be fucked” he whispered reverently, seeing how his fingers moved inside the fluttering hole with a lewd squelching sound.

He released Chu Wanning’s hair and shoved him to the wall, raising his hips until his ass facing him. Chu Wanning tensed, but that only made him more enticing. He quickly pulled down his zipper and pulled his cock out. The massive length slapped Chu Wanning’s ass and made him gasp.

“It’s so big and hot right baobei? People are addicted to this cock once I come inside,” he whispered lewdly, slapping his cock against Chu Wanning’s palm on his back.

“Feel it. It's gonna make you cry soon,” he commanded, forcefully closing Chu Wanning’s fingers on his head and moving his hips against them. He threw his head back, enjoying the friction.

“Mmm, baobei I’ll make you forget all the other cocks. You’ll only be my slut from now on,” he promised, moving his fingers in and out of Chu Wanning’s hole while jerking his cock using Chu Wanning’s bound hand.

“Ah! stop it,” Chu Wanning resisted, squirming away from Mo Ran’s fingers and cock. He yanked him backwards again.

“I want to play nice with you but since you struggle too much it seems like you need to be nailed to stay in your place,” he whispered against Chu Wanning’s ear, chest pressed against his back.

Then he pulled out his fingers. Chu Wanning started panicking. He struggled and twisted against the rope trying his hand.

“No-no don’t do this don’t do this-ahh”

Mo Ran pressed the head of his cock on Chu Wanning’s quivering hole, making the man sobbed. He pressed them close, fingers closing against Chu Wanning’s throat as he slid up and in. The thick tip of his cock breaching against the muscle with hot lewd stretch.

“Ahhmm,” Chu Wanning whimpered, closing his eyes tight as the thick and long cock slid inside his body. His back straightened up and Mo Ran pushed against him until he was shoved against the wall completely, his cock sheathed fully like a ramrod and made him let out a choked groan.

Chu Wanning sobbed against the wall. Against the satisfying stretch on his body and the pleasure humming on his nerves for being rubbed by the hot cock. He panted aganst the wall, squeezed his eyes against the pleasure.

“Mmm no- get out get aahd–“

Chu Wanning’s protest turned into a whimper as Mo Ran pulled his cock out and thrust it in again smoothly. Chu Wanning’s body is so tight and hot around his girth, fluttering and sucking him in despite the protest.

“Haha, you said no but your ass loves it down here. It fluttered around me,” he panted against Chu Wanning's skin, smashing the man's cheek on the brick wall. His eyelids dropped and his mouth slacked from pleasure.

“You stretched so wide for me, baobei. Did other cock ever fill you up like this?” he asked. Chu Wanning shook his head frantically, whimpering no, no with a slurred voice.

He didn’t know if it was the answer to his question or just him denying pleasure. But if it was later, he did a poor job doing it because after a few strokes Chu Wanning started to whimper helplessly, forgetting himself. His gaze glazed and mouth opened, already looking so fucked.

“You love taking cock like this huh?” he asked against Chu Wanning’s dried gaping mouth, rutting his hips in a small rolling thrust. Chu Wanning snapped his jaw shut.

“Drop dead!” he cursed Mo Ran instead.

And Mo Ran laughed again, nuzzling his cheek, still balls deep inside Chu Wanning and made a slow maddening grind that made Chu Wanning mind blanked again.

“If you still able to have an attitude, then I haven’t fuck you hard enough,” he told the man. That’s the only warning before he pulled his cock until the tip caught on the rim before slamming back, completely nailing him to the wall

“NGGGH,” Chu Wanning moaned, back straightened up. And Mo Ran laughed, snapping his hips into unforgiving thrusts that breached Chu Wanning’s tight wall. Feeling the ass clinging to him as he pulled out in a fast and hard thrust.

Their bodies slammed constantly against the wall with Mo Ran’s harsh thrusts and Chu Wanning’s body being jolted up, plump ass slapping against Mo Ran’s stomach.

“Slut! Look at your ass eating my cock greedily,” he taunted, seeing how his cock came in and out of the swollen hole and inside the tight heat as Chu Wanning gritted his teeth and occasionally whimpered.

“Fucking perverted-ah I’ll kill you,” Chu Wan ing cursed in a slurred voice, body tight to resist Mo Ran’s thrusts. But Mo Ran’s cock was too relentless and he knew how to drill Chu Wanning so well his brain scattered and before long he started whimpering too. Each time he resisted and cursed Mo Ran would drill him so hard he turned into pulp.

“Push your hips against mine!”

“Go die- Ah! Ah! Ah mmmh”

“Move your hips!”

“No!”

Then Mo Ran angled his cock and Chu Wanning started trembling violently, mouth slacking, losing his mind from having his prostate being hit frequently. He sobbed no, no, no resisting the pleasure. But then Mo Ran started grinding his cock against Chu Wanning’s prostate and–

He started pushing his ass up and against Mo Ran’s cock, mouth hung open, chasing the overwhelming pleasure. Mo Ran laughed in his ear,

“Yeah, push your ass like a bitch in heat like that,” he taunted and grinned as he saw Chu Wanning throw his face away, tears of shame spilt on his face even if his hips couldn't stop moving against him.

He met Chu Wanning’s movement with hard thrusts, pistoning his cock against Chu Wanning’s good spot and pounding his ass while squeezing and slapping the flesh. After some time, Chu Wanning's movement began turning frantic.

“Ahhh, I can’t–I can’t, please,” Chu Wanning begged, moving his hips mindlessly while Mo Ran growled and fucked him harder against the wall. Their bodies swayed and rolled frantically. The sound of their skin slapping against each other echoed on the damp misty alley.

“Squirt for me like a bitch Wanning,” he told him, pounding his ass.

“Nggg fuck you ah- fuck you,” he cursed Mo Ran even if his spine went taut with tension. Mo Ran slapped his ass again, then lifted one of his legs, holding the knee up while pounding his stretched, abused hole until Chu Wanning sobbed. Ass jerked messily against his unforgiving thrusts.

“Come baobei,” Mo Ran whispered, and it was low enough to vibrate on his skin and carrying a hint of affection and–

Chu Wanning gasped painfully, body arched tight before coming in a messy jerks against the brick, cock squirting without being touched.

Mo Ran stopped moving, letting the man jerked his ass against his cock, grinding his own prostate while milking his drooling cock.

“Ahhh...mmhhh,” he moaned while Mo Ran’s thumb was digging against his teeth, pushing his jaw open and collecting the drool.

He caught Chu Wanning's middle and held him up when the man started losing his footing. Thighs trembling with effort as the orgasm made him disoriented. He gasped and scrambled on the wall, touching Mo Ran's arm.

“Mo Ran...Mo Ran...” Chu Wanning called, gaze scattered, voice carrying a hint of franticness as his body trembled. Mo Ran sighed helplessly.

“You broke the character,” he told Chu Wanning but looped his arms around him and held him tight anyway. If the orgasm made Chu Wanning—focused and determined Chu Wanning—forgot his act, that only means the orgasm is a damn good one. He held him until the tremble on his body resided and his breathing calmed down a little.

“Hmm,” Chu Wanning leaned back, nuzzling his forehead against Mo Ran's chin, indirectly asking for a kiss. But Mo Ran didn't want to give him one this time. The orgasm might make Chu Wanning forgot himself for a moment, but they are still inside their play.

His gentle hold on Chu Wanning's waist turned tight and bruised. He leaned back, avoiding Chu Wanning's seeking mouth and sneered menacingly, getting back into acting. “Getting raped on the back of the alley like a street whore and asking for a kiss after cumming once?” he jeered. Watching with cold eyes as Chu Wanning immediately sobered up from those words.

His body froze and his eyes, soft and begging as he asked for a kiss, turned cold. Mo Ran smiled.

“Is my cock really that good?” he asked with a low voice, feeling the cock-busting clench around his cock even if Chu Wanning's eyes flared with disgust. Already coming back to acting.

“You remember what I said before? If you came first I'll have you for the whole night,” he tightened his hold as Chu Wanning gasped and started to struggle.

Mo Ran picked him up easily, turned him around and sat him down on the empty drum beside them. His cock slid out and left Chu Wanning gaping and quivering. He needed to grip the base of his cock to keep his dick from busting nuts at the sight.

“Look at you, can't close your hole after being stretched by me. Oh, it is happy to see me, clenching as if wanting me to go back in,” he rambled, picking horrible words to egg Chu Wanning on.

Chu Wanning glared at him, half lying above the drum, his back sagging against the wall. He was helpless as Mo Ran spread his knees apart, lifted his ass and folded his body into two until he could see the sight of his quivering hole.

Thanks Lord Chu Wanning was diligent with Yoga that his body was flexible enough for this position. Or else he could've sprained his back. But the sight of his hole exposed in the air still made the man gritted his teeth and closed his eyes in mortification.

“It's too late to be shy now aren't we? Your stomach is dripping with your cum,” he taunted, swirling the stain of cum on Chu Wanning's skin then took it to his mouth, licking them.

“Disgusting beast!” Chu Wanning barked and only made Mo Ran laugh coldly.

“Still acting dignified even now? Let's see how well your ass could drink my cum in turn,” he told him with a smile, caressing Chu Wanning's glistening bottom lip and drawing his hand back quickly when Chu Wanning tried to bite his hand. He laughed with amusement even if his eyes were getting dark.

“Feisty. I like it,” Mo Ran purred, tangling his fingers on Chu Wanning's hair and pulling it tight, forcing it to stay in place. Then he took the trouser off from one leg and looped the leg on his waist, forcing the other one open and sliding the head of his cock against the glistening opening.

The hole opened and closed nervously in fear or anticipation. And Mo Ran took his time groaning while rubbing his cock against the mouth of Chu Wannin's cave. Enjoying the tremble on the man's long thighs from the stimulation.

“Keep your eyes here or I’ll shove my knife down here instead of my cock,” he threatened and he drank on the fear and hatred in Chu Wanning's eyes after hearing those words.

“Look!” he commanded, tightened his hand on Chu Wanning's hair until it was painful and forced him to look as Mo Ran shoved the head of his cock inside that quivering hole.

He groaned at the sleek hotness and the needy clench of Chu Wanning's inside around his cock. His thighs trembled with the stimulation as he dug his fingers on Chu Wanning's equally trembling thigh.

He looked at Chu Wanning's face looking at the way his cock breaching his ass. Acting momentarily forgotten as Chu Wanning's eyes widened, his gaze darkened with lust and fascination, his jaw dropped open. It was gone quickly as he looked up and saw Mo Ran watching him. Scowling deepened.

“Keep looking,” he told him with the yank on his hair, making a way out and inside again on Chu Wanning's body with a half-lidded gaze. His chest felt like it was on fire seeing the parting of Chu Wanning's lips gazing at the sight. How the hole suffocated with Mo Ran's length.

“You are really made for my cock,” he praised reverently, making a slow shallow roll inside that tight heat before picking up his pace. Chu Wanning's jaws were clenched, teeth gritted as Mo Ran fuck him merrily. Gripping his thigh up and riding the pleasure Chu Wanning provide with his body. But the position is awkward and before long Chu Wanning started letting out pained moans. His back keeps scraping against the brick and the back of his head hitting the wall with each jolt.

So Mo Ran gave him mercy and picked him up by the butt before standing up. Chu Wanning yelped a little, panting as Mo Ran’s cock slid deep inside him. His legs instinctively loop around Mo Ran's hips as the man holds him up using his butt. Their faces close.

Chu Wanning let out a long fucked out moan before catching himself. He glowered at Mo Ran's smile but then his mouth turned slack and gaze unfocused as Mo Ran started thrusting his hips up.

“I am so deep like this baobei. Do you like it?” he asked the man. Chu Wanning glared at him, but then Mo Ran slammed his back against the wall, then jolted him up like that. Fucking him with brutal precision until Chu Wanning writhed and whimpering. Each thrust drove home to Chu Wanning's prostate and made his cock swelled again. Mo Ran pillowed Chu Wanning’s back so his tied hands won’t be injured when scrapping against the brick, but his thrust was so unmerciful that his head still occasionally banged against the wall.

“Agh, ah, mmh” Chu Wanning groaned with each thrust, feeling the rough brick scraping against his back and definitely will tear his shirt later. His sweaty legs kept slipping from Mo Ran’s hip and threatened him to fall, but each time he wanted to push Mo Ran away the man would grind against his prostate and make his body turn into jelly.

In the end, he could only try to endure the pleasure and gritted his teeth each time Mo Ran grind against his good spot and made his mind blanked. The position could guarantee deep grinding frictions, but after a while, the heat of Chu Wanning’s body is too much and Mo Ran can’t go for fast and hard thrust without injuring Chu Wanning’s hand. So he pulled out and put him back on the ground.

“Turn around, I want to come inside,” Mo Ran told him with a heaving breath before roughly turning him around. But this time, instead of pulling his ass back like the first time, Mo Ran pressed their body flushed against each other. His elbow looping around Chu Wanning's neck in an oppressing chokehold while the other clutching Chu Wanning’s stomach.

“See how my cock would come up this deep, Wanning,” he whispered before sliding his cock back in. the menacing size of his cock creating a bump on Chu Wanning’s stomach that he can feel through the skin. Mo Ran groaned in agony.

“Can you feel that? Can other cocks go this deep?” he taunted with sticky whispers damp against Chu Wanning’s earlobe, his heart thumping wildly, hot and savage against Chu Wanning’s back. He knew, of course, Chu Wanning has no experience before him. But pretending that this man had somehow stroke his ego. Because he is confident his size and skill could eclipse any other guy.

And–he thought as he tightened his choke and started a brutal thrust that jolted their body against each other–he knew exactly what Chu Wanning wanted and needed. To be wrecked so thoroughly he cannot hide. Overwhelmed him so he has no chance to deny the pleasure. Ripped him open and devoured him.

“Answer me, could anyone but me satisfy you like this?” he asked, despite himself. Even if the words sound more fragile than menacing.

“Go fuck yourself!” Chu Wanning slurred but his ass squeezed Mo Ran so well down there that he felt his balls tightened with need. He laughed, tightened his choke and made a three deep trust that slammed them against the wall. The thrusts made Chu Wanning’s knees shake so hard he almost collapsed.

“Why fuck myself when I can fuck you?” he taunted, making his way in with a slow-rolling grind until Chu Wanning’s waist tightened before driving with the deep thrust that made him sobbed. He felt like his waist began to numb, the feeling of orgasm rolling in from the distance looming on his chest. He pressed his muscular arms against Chu Wanning’s neck, suffocating him until Chu Wanning’s back arched out. Chest hitching from the lack of air.

“Brace out, I’m going to fill you up baobei,” he groaned while slamming his hips up until their body rocked wildly. Chu Wanning’s toes are lifted from the ground to accommodate Mo Ran’s brutal thrusts. His breath hitched up.

“Ahm, ah, mm, ah no,” he denied between his sobbed body in the full lock as Mo Ran choked him and pulled his stomach back until his ass slightly bent up. Mo Ran kept his hand against the bump caused by his cock, feeling a predatory need to tore this man open and stripped him out of his pride.

“Fuck, I’ll blow your inside with my cum,” he cursed loudly, still jolting their body up passionately.

“I can’t—I can’t breathe-“ Chu Wanning said frantically, trying to resist Mo Ran’s arm but failing. Yet his body tightened up as if accommodating Mo Ran’s cock. He felt like his pleasure lurched with no way back and he was sliding down in the water slide. So he could only whisper nonsense to Chu Wanning’s lip and ground his cock forward, sheathing himself deeply before letting his come sprouted out against Chu Wanning’s prostate with a choked groan.

There was ringing in his ear as he rode the waves of orgasm inside the clutch of Chu Wanning's body. The climax must have been cutting his control for a moment, because he noticed Chu Wanning struggling against his too tight chokehold.

“Let me go—I can’t – can't breathe–ah–hah," Chu Wanning said frantically, gasping on-air as Mo Ran’s choke around his neck lessened.

Mo Ran’s hand slid down to Chu Wanning’s cock. Laughing at the hardness hung between his legs with breathless laughter.

"This buddy here doesn't want me to let him go," he teased, biting Chu Wanning's ear while grounding his prostate with a wet squelching sound.

“Let me go beast! Go fucking die on the ditch!” he cursed as Mo Ran started stroking his cock again.

“Shut up and just let me make you cum like a slut you are!” Mo Ran chided back.

“No– let me go –ah –ah” his complaint was replaced with moans as Mo Ran stroked his cock while grinding his prostate.

“Fuck! you psycho perverted,” Chu Wanning struggled.

“I said shut up and let me—“

His words cut out as the sudden flash of light flooded his pupils and made him blinded.

...huh?

“WHAT THE FUCK!” someone shouted behind the flashlight with a cracked voice.

Mo Ran and Chu Wanning's bodies froze as he looked at the flashlight with his mind buzzing with gibberish thoughts. Because this can't be happening right? Surely there is no way that he was caught in the middle of sex right?

He stared at the blinding flashlight with unblinking eyes. His brain froze like being put inside a freezer.

Among the roar of his panic, the flashlight finally lowered and let Mo Ran see the figure of people behind that blinding flashlight. His brain went on autopilot and survival mode.

And he took a deep breath, prepared to give a calm, mature and charming face that could convince countless people to trust their project to his company during business pitching.

I am an honest, responsible man, trust me—

Only to feel his blood drained seeing the two figures behind the flashlight.

They were police. Two fucking police officers. One of them is a guy, looks young like a new recruit, looking at them with eyes bulging like a saucer, face devoid of any colours. And the other one—

Fuck he is so dead—

The other one is a middle-aged woman with stern lines on her face. Looking at them with eyes twitching and faces twisted with cynical disgust.

She looked at Mo Ran’s elbow, still looped around Chu Wanning’s neck in a chokehold, hand gripping Chu Wanning’s stomach forcefully. And finally toward the rope bounding Chu Wanning’s hand behind his back. Her face was getting more and more ugly as she looked at the big suspicious hoodie draped on Mo Ran’s body.

No, no, no, no, his mind resisted the conclusion the policewoman must have been thinking.

No, no you are so wrong. So wrong, please-

The policewoman finally snapped out her shock and pulled her gun out—

“ARREST THIS RAPIST PIG!”

And before he could react, the male police had jumped and pounced him to the ground like a flailing cow falling from the sky. His face slammed against the damp dirty smelly ground as the police threw all of his weight on top of Mo Ran’s body until he wheezed. Goddamn, it feels like a mountain pinned him down to the ground like Sun Wukong. His ribs must have been broken!

“No! No! No! this is a misunderstanding!” he tried to explain, wheezing and choking, struggling against the weight but the younger police, trying to do his best to pin this criminal, only put all of his weight on Mo Ran’s back, climbing him up and cuffing his hand. They were flailing around in a mess of tangled limbs as Mo Ran and both the police were shouting at each other.

“Stop struggling! You are arrested!”

“No this is all wrong!”

“Stop moving!”

 “This is a misunderstanding, Wanning please help me explain! Wanning—

He looked up and saw Chu Wanning still standing, gawking with a face frozen in shock. He was still pantless, almost naked and looking at the mess of the situation with face white like a sheet. He looked at Mo Ran with jaw slack and eyes wide as if he couldn't believe these things happening to them. But his eyes were devoid of any emotion.

Oh no! Chu Wanning’s brain had been shut down!

He is so dead. So fucking dead.

AAAHHHHH

===

Half an hour later, Mo Ran was sitting in the police station with those two officers sitting in front of him.

“Look, this is all a misunderstanding! Please just let me and my partner explain this thing together!” Mo Ran begged for what seems like a hundred times at the police station.

“How dare you want to see the victim?! He was still in a state of great shock. He can’t answer any question and keeps sitting with a blank face! He must be traumatized!” the policewoman shouted at him, slamming her fist on the table.

Mo Ran wanted to cry.

Of course, he knows Chu Wanning. He would prefer death over mild social embarrassment. Not to mention he was a natural overthinker. To be caught in this embarrassing situation, his mind must have been running around the earth at least three times, leaving his body looking like a shell. It was surprising that the man hadn't fainted yet.

“Yes yes he is in a great shock and traumatized but it is not because I raped him—

He gulped his saliva and thought he had worded this badly, from the twitch of the woman’s eyes and the policeman beside her. Mo Ran flailed around, with hand still bound. They did not even uncuff him damn it.

“No! what I mean is it is not rape—

“It’s not rape my ass! You tied his hand and choked him! He clearly cursed you to hell and resisted!” the woman slammed her fist on the table again, face getting redder with anger.

“Do you know you can get a death sentence for rape? That’s too easy for you, I would have castrated you and let you die from blood loss!” she shouted at him. Seems like holding back all of her desire to climb the table and beating Mo Ran to a pulp.

It’s a mess. It’s a fucking mess!

Mo Ran looked helplessly at the other police officer.

“Who are you looking at? You can’t get help from fellow men here. He is police too! Nobody will tolerate your crime here!” she chided hotly, throwing a sharp look at her cowering partner.

“Look, if you can get him here and let me talk to him, we could explain this together. It’s all a misunderstanding. You know this is just role-playing, we are lovers. We planned this together!”

Mo Ran really wanted to cry.

“How can I let the victim see you with him still paralyzed with shock?!”

“That’s because Wanning, my lover, is easily embarrassed. Being caught doing that by the police is too much for him okay? He is in great shock and someone needs to pull him out of the shock. Let me see him!”

“Stop insisting you two are lovers! What kind of lovers waited for the man in the dark alley and put a knife on his neck?” the woman insisted with gritted teeth.

“That is just – wait, how do you know I waited for him in the alley?” he asked the policewoman incredulously.

“We put CCTV across the street because that area is a risky place for robbery and assault, so all of your acts were caught in the CCTV. That’s how we could save him too,” the policewoman jeered at him, leaning back against the chair.

Mo Ran stared at him dumbly. Not only they were caught in the middle of sex, but there was also a documented video for their actions too!!!

He is so dead. So motherfucking dead!!!!

Is it time to pack his things and move abroad with Chu Wanning now? How about changing citizenship? His cousin Xue Meng is a lawyer, could he help with the process? What country should he go to? Maybe New Zealand, in those mountains, far away from the human population. What country has the least Chinese people? Because now he was sure the whole China would know he had fucked Chu Wanning in the back of the alley and think he had raped him and sure they'll tell their mom and dad and aunties. And he will embarrass his aunts and uncle and he will be blacklisted and put on sex offender list and his face will be printed in the newspaper and he will be used as an excuse to hate gay people and all LGBTQ community will hate him and he can't go further than 10m from Chu Wanning and–

“What excuse do you have now?” The policewoman challenged him, crossing her arms on the stomach.

Mo Ran blinked.

No, no, no. He was not out in the newspaper yet and he was not given a restraining order yet. And he probably didn't need to move to New Zealand.

How should he explain this?

The knife!

“uh, officer, look at the knife. It was not even a sharp knife, it’s just a property….for our play,” he tried to explain. The policeman opened the folded knife using a gloved hand and of course, the knife was not sharp at all. It was just a toy knife.

“That’s an old trick used by criminals to threaten their victims,” the policewoman rejected his explanation.

“That’s why, please let me see my partner so we can confirm our relationship and clear this up. I am not trying to assault him—I mean I did assault him, but it’s by his agreement—“

He trailed off seeing the police’s face getting more and more twisted as if thinking this man is indeed crazy. Then suddenly he remembered something.

“Wait, what police station is this?” he asked the police. He didn’t manage to pay attention when the two officers brought him here because he was busy panicking.

“Chaowai,” the male officer answered.

“HA!” Mo Ran almost jumped out of the chair from how excited he was.

“The head of the police here! He is Jiang Xi right?!” He threw himself to the table. The officers leaned back against their chairs to avoid Mo Ran.

“Yes, but he’s not going to help you. He can’t be bribed!" the woman said loudly.

“No no, what I mean, you can call officer Jiang here. We know each other. He is my…my cousin’s…”

He trailed off. Nobody except the family knows that Jiang Xi is his cousin, Xue Meng’s biological father. And these two officers won’t know about it either. So he coughed and tried to explain,

“He is my family’s acquaintance. He could confirm that Chu Wanning and I are indeed lovers since we know each other,” he pulled his puppy eyes again to the officers. They looked at each other.

“Please trust me, officers. Try to look at my record, I have never been involved in any criminal activity. I paid my tax and followed the regulations. Bring officer Jiang here to confirm my statement and you can trust me to let me see my boyfriend,” he begged them and hoped Jiang Xi hadn't gone home yet.

===

Jiang Xi thankfully had not gone home yet. But he was not in a good mood as he pushed open the door and looked at Mo Ran coldly. There were bags under his eyes so he was probably handling a difficult case and didn't get enough rest.

Mo Ran was overjoyed and filled with hope because Jiang Xi could help him, but upon seeing the man, his stomach started flipping around in nervousness. He suddenly remembers all the reasons he has a strained relationship with this man.

Jiang Xi still looks young for a middle-aged man. His apricot eyes were clear and seemed like they were covered by mist. His skin was fair and his face was very pretty. The strip of white hair on his temple only made him look more alluring. But for how attractive he was, his heart is cold and unattainable and untouched by emotions.

Yes, Jiang Xi knows him personally and he could confirm his relationship with Chu Wanning. But he forgot that this fair-skinned jade-like man was a relationship anarchist. He never hides his distaste toward romance and has frequently looked at couples around him with open disgust. He and Chu Wanning included.

He once thought Jiang Xi was just a straight man cancer who is homophobic to the fault. But then he realized his distaste toward relationships was just because he thought romantic feelings made humans less functional to society and wasting time. Then he just thought this must be the first aromantic asexual person he met in real life.

Because of this point of view, Mo Ran felt like Jiang Xi would've thrown him to jail or straight to hell for what he just did with Chu Wanning. He had called them useless for just smiling at each other. What would he do if he knew Mo Ran had been caught doing kinky roleplay with Chu Wanning instead of reporting his tax or contributing to society???!

Besides, he remembers with back sweating with dread, their relationship was pretty good until he found out that Jiang Xi is Xue Meng’s biological father.

Xue Meng was his cousin okay? And he might call him dog all the time and they bicker like school kids no matter how old they are, but he still loves his bratty cousin. And Xue Meng does not have a good relationship with Jiang Xi. So after knowing the fact, Mo Ran is also biased toward his cousin. He began to treat Jiang Xi coldly too.

He grinned at Jiang Xi with teeth clattering–

He seems to remember calling Jiang Xi a  pretty toyboy fucker who lacks moral consciousness!

Who would’ve thought that now he needs Jiang Xi’s help to sort out his problem?!

“What did you do?” he asked Mo Ran coldly, sitting on the chair in front of him and making his subordinate stand behind him. His pose was very proper and authoritative. And Mo Ran was not easily intimidated okay? But under the cold disdain in Jiang Xi's face, he felt like his body had shrunk.

“Ahahaha, you see Jiang Xiansheng there is a little bit of misunderstanding—

“CCTV caught footage of him pointing a knife and dragging a man on the back of the alley. We came to check and found him assaulting the man,” the policewoman cut him off, saving him no face at all.

Fuck. Your. Mother!

She didn't save him any face at all!!

Mo Ran closed his eyes and breathed. She was like everyone around Jiang Xi, infatuated with him and wanted to get to his good side. Too bad for her Jiang Xi didn’t spare her any glance. He looked at Mo Ran from up and down. To his shady big hoodie and ratty jeans and sneered.

Mo Ran’s heart sank.

“Not only are you trying to rob someone, you are also assaulting people now? Is this how Xue Zhengyong raised his children?” He commented coldly.

Mo Ran suddenly remembers why his relationship with this man turned sour. He can’t stand Jiang Xi openly criticising his aunt and uncle.

“No, my job is perfectly fine, thank you. It’s all a misunderstanding. The man I am... caught within the footage was Chu Wanning, my boyfriend,” he tried to explain.

Be calm and mature, Mo Ran, he told himself. Don't let this toyboy fucker who abandoned your cousin intimidate you.

“You should not force someone when the relationship doesn't work,” Jiang Xi said coldly.

Mo Ran wanted to scream! Not this man too! Calm and mature be damned! He stomped his feet on the ground.

“Can you stop assuming? We agreed on doing that…roleplay. I know it looks like I am forcing him to do that but I am actually not forcing him. I mean, he has doubts and I convinced him but it’s not manipulating because he is just shy and needs to be convinced,” he blabbered and looked at the three faces looking at him with deadpanned looks.

“I mean, it’s a play you know. I am a bad guy who stalked him and captured him in the dark alley during the night. And then I forced him to do it with me. But it’s all just acting, it’s perfectly consensual,” he tried.

“It’s that usual roleplay you know between couples…perfectly normal haha,” he finished lamely.

“…”

“…”

“…”

The three of them still looked at them with judging looks. Mo Ran sighs.

“Look, Jiang Xiansheng, you know me for a while and you know I have been in a committed relationship with Chu Wanning for a long time. So could you confirm that to these officers and take my boyfriend here? We could explain everything together.”

Jiang Xi’s apricot’s eyes looked at him with a critical gaze and Mo Ran tried to hold their gaze. He won’t let himself be looked down on by this man, damn it! After a silent staring battle, Jiang Xi finally scoffed.

“Where is Chu Wanning?” he asked the subordinates.

“The other man is in another room. We let him stay a bit because he is still paralyzed with shock,” the woman explained, now with a doubting voice. Though she is still eyeing Mo Ran suspiciously. Jiang Xi scoffed again.

“Take him here and let him explain too,” he ordered his subordinate.

The female policeman immediately leaves the room, leaving Jiang Xi alone with Mo Ran and the male officer. Mo Ran looked down on his lap, ignoring Jiang Xi who looked at him pointedly.

“Can you at least uncuff me? I’m not going to run anywhere,” he asked Jiang Xi and the officer.

The officer looked at Jiang Xi, waiting for the order, meanwhile Jiang Xi…just kept looking at him. Fuck! He is taking revenge on Mo Ran for telling Jiang Xi he did not deserve to even clean his boots. What a petty man. Though he knows Jiang Xi was clear on his consciousness and would not throw him under the bus for a personal problem. Still, he enjoys making Mo Ran squirmed on his seat.

They glared at each other across the table, meanwhile, the officer looked between them with round awkward eyes.

When the door opened, he immediately snapped his head and saw the policewoman enter the room with Chu Wanning behind him. He was given a police’s jacket to cover his torn shirt inside. His appearance was still dishevelled, his hair was a bit mussed, some red marks peeking from his neck, and his face was still deathly pale that his lips turned almost ghostly white.

“Wanning!” he called, and Chu Wanning’s head snapped to look at the still cuffed Mo Ran and opened his mouth as if to say something but stopped halfway.

“So it is really Chu Xiansheng,” Jiang Xi drawled and Chu Wanning’s head snapped to look at Jiang Xi sitting on the chair. Jiang Xi's pretty brows rose in surprise but there was almost a sneer on his face.

"I was not surprised this young man could act like a degenerate but I kind of expected more from you."

Chu Wanning stepped back as if being slapped across his face. He looked at Mo Ran in surprise, then back to Jiang Xi then back at Mo Ran. Then for the first time, another expression crossed Chu Wanning’s face.

Mo Ran’s hair stood to its end.

“Wanning –baobei—“ he called, wanting to stand up as Chu Wanning’s face turned from red to white and turned black. The storm gathered on his face as he gritted his teeth toward Mo Ran like a tiger ready to pounce.

“I TOLD YOU THAT WAS A BAD IDEA, YOU IDIOT! I’LL KILL YOU AND KILL MYSELF!”

He heard the man hollered before a kick flying on his way.

Mo Ran screamed!

===

Thankfully, they don’t have to be punished too hard since it was consensual sex and not meant to be seen by the public. Though both of them need to pay quite a lot of fines and report to the office for three months because of their public indecency.

“Next time keep it in your bedroom. You can get a serious punishment if you do that again,” the policewoman told them with a sigh. Mo Ran and Chu Wanning shrunk on the chair, Mo Ran had given his big hoodie for Chu Wanning. He was wearing a clean khaki shirt now that he had prepared beforehand.

“More like keep it in your pants and never have sex again,” Jiang Xi scoffed coldly before leaving the room and back toward his office. He had bitched for an hour about all the laws they broke, the possible punishment and fines. And even explaining the detailed effect of being inside a sexual offender list in their country and made both of them shrunk like elementary students being scolded by the principal.

"I was about to go home after working two days non stop solving a crime yet I still need to sit here, scolding you two, full-blown adults who act worse than stupid teenagers in heat!"

If the words weren't embarrassing enough, the open disgust in Jiang Xi's face must have shrunk their balls and made them impotent. Hopefully temporarily.

Chu Wanning and Mo Ran shrunk further on the chair. Mo Ran rubbed the shoe print on his cheek, feeling his flesh still stung with Chu Wanning’s kick there. But at least he was not looking so paralyzed anymore. Not after being held down by two officers after trying to strangle Mo Ran.

He now sat with a grey face unable to look at anyone else.

Oh, he definitely won’t have sex for some time now. Fuck this shit.

“Yes, we won’t repeat this officer,” he promised sincerely on behalf of Chu Wanning. Seeing the man still content trying to blend in with his chair.

“Yes, so you two could go home now and clean up,” she rubbed her face tiredly as if having a big headache just by looking at those two. He looked at Chu Wanning and prompted him to stand up without touching him. He jumped a little, probably planning to quit his job, pack his things and fly to the furthest country from China due to his embarrassment. They bowed to the police and left.

“Looking so refined but acting so indecent,” she grunted behind them before they left the room and Chu Wanning’s shoulders froze, teeth-gritting.

He pushed Chu Wanning's back gently.

“Yes, we are moving to another country in three months, let’s keep moving,” he whispered and guided Chu Wanning to the police entrance. They moved like a robot, trying not to look at anyone else and about to leave the gate when a familiar voice called them out.

“Laoshi! Mo Ran!”

Mo Ran and Chu Wanning froze like a block of wood. Mo Ran felt like a puppet doll when he forced his wooden neck to turn and caught the sight of Xue Meng jumping from where he stood on his car in the parking lot. Face incredulous.

“What just happened? Why are you at a police station? Jiang Xi that bastard told me to pick you up and stop you from keeping him from going home,” he told them, jogged a little until he stood in front of him then jumped back seeing Mo Ran and Chu Wanning looked at him with horror in their eyes.

“What the-why are you two looking at me like that?!" he exclaimed.

Mo Ran looked sideways and saw Chu Wanning’s hands had fisted into a ball. His hair stood to its end.

“W-wanning,” he started and screamed when Chu Wanning’s fist started flying in his direction.

“YOU EXPLAIN IT YOURSELF! I AM LEAVING!” he shouted with a red face and stomped away. Mo Ran tried to catch him and avoid his kick and punch at the same time, leaving Xue Meng standing in the parking lot with a confused expression.

“What the fuck is wrong with those two?” he pondered.

==END==