Leash

Haoran didn't let Duyi take back what he had said.

They stayed together until Duyi fell asleep.

Haoran then got up to take a shower. He had some personal problems to solve. He'd brought Duyi into his "lair" during his own rut.

He'd asked for it, but...

Later on, he'd need to go out and beat up Xiao Wen a bit. People needed to learn how to properly keep their dogs on leashes.

But for now, he would stay with Duyi, to make him smell like himself, and let his emotions stabilize.

Inside, Haoran was ecstatic.

He'd been with Duyi for years, and his original dislike had long dissipated and turned into something else.

He just wasn't used to talking it out much as Duyi was. He had long realized that spending all your time with one person wasn't normal.

Duyi was the only one who would behave like it was.

When he'd ran to the school just now, he almost beat down all the people locked in the cafeteria upon breaking in.

Later he would send someone to investigate why the doors were locked.

If Duyi had been caught and marked by someone... Luckily he had a massive and aggressive manifested spirit.

Or else he wouldn't have been able to fight off those alphas by himself.

Haoran's hand was on his chest. His heart ached at the mere thought.

He looked down to see a bite mark under his collar bone. His fingers brushed over it.

Truthfully, he nearly marked Duyi as soon as he broke in, just to claim sovereignty. And then later on in the room before the injection, when he was tempted.

But Duyi would've hated him, because of his pride.

Later...

Duyi was surprisingly the first to acquiesce.

Actually, he always was the first to give.

But Haoran realized that every single time Duyi gave, it was surprising.

Because Duyi was selfish, greedy, and a bit evil.

Duyi liked to see the world burn, but Haoran still liked him.

To the people close to him, and even strangers, he would say something bad, but still continued to give all the good things he had to them without end.

He had hatred, but was fundamentally kind.

Haoran stepped out of the bathroom with a towel wrapped around his waist and made a phone call to Duyi's parents to let them know that he was spending the night and what had happened at the school.

His mother said to keep him there while his father almost broke out of the house to drag Duyi home.

His mother had already known that they'd liked each other, even when Duyi had no idea.

Obviously, they thought that something might happen when two people were together in an unstable state.

They weren't wrong that something had happened, but Haoran would never force Duyi.

While they were young and a bit out of control, Haoran wasn't prone to act like a beast.

He put on pajama pants and gently shook Duyi awake.

"Take a cold shower."

Duyi stood unsteadily and walked straight to the bathroom.

Haoran saw his thighs shaking and thought that it was as if he'd lost his virginity.

Haoran decided not to look at him too much.

He knew the shaking was due to Duyi's shock. He shouldn't scare him right now by going too far or saying too much.

The sound of running water and the thought of his silhouette was torturous to Haoran, but Duyi had no idea.

He'd never had any idea.

The mole at the corner of his eyes was tempting. Haoran had wanted to lick his tears when Duyi cried and kiss the mole, while brushing his thumbs against the fan-shaped lashes.

His skin was white and smooth, and he had slender limbs with dexterous hands.

He had no idea that when he was serious, his temperament was like a mature scholar.

He moved like soft water. When he gained momentum, he was like a raging sea.

He was as passionate as the grapefruit smell of his pheromone.

Haoran wanted to make Duyi shake even more than he had been earlier.

Haoran was a bear, a relatively less aggressive creature, but he felt more like the snake in wait.

Haoran suddenly realized fully, his possessive nature.

The water turned off.

"...Haoran, I don't have any clothes... or a towel..."

[Sh*t] Haoran was breathless for a second when he heard him, "...You can use mine."

Haoran reached into his drawer before finding a pair of old boxers that could fit Duyi and a random white shirt.

Duyi's slender, white hand reached tentatively out the door before grabbing the clothes.

His forearm was wet, and shined when exposed to light.

Haoran suddenly wanted to leave a mark on his arm too.

Duyi was out within the next minute, his hair wet.

Haoran's shirt was too big. It nearly slid off his left shoulder, and the neck was open, revealing his collarbone.

He realized he'd accidentally picked a shirt the was a bit too thin. Duyi's narrow waist could be seen with the back light.

His white legs came out of the shirt like slender white roots, and his toes dug into the carpet with each step he took toward Haoran.

The sight was stimulating, but Haoran kept himself together.

He'd already possessed him.

Duyi pushed Haoran back before climbing on the inside of the bed and pushing into his arms.

"I'm cold now." "Hm."

Haoran felt Duyi coil his slender arms around his waist and put his head to his chest.

He was silent for a bit.

"Hey, Haoran?" "Hm."

"..." He mumbled into Haoran's chest, and his breath brushed on his body.

He should have worn a shirt.

Haoran was irritable, but his voice was soft, "Speak up."

"...Kiss me again."

Haoran's arms, that were already wrapped around Duyi, tightened a bit.

He flipped onto his back before pulling Duyi onto his chest.

Their faces were right in front of each other.

Duyi was clearly observing Haoran's face. His face was more like how the male lead's should be than the actual male lead.

He was handsome with a heroic temperament and majestic bearing.

Reaching up, he traced over his eyebrow with his thumb.

They both cast their eyes downward and felt their faces getting closer to each other.

The noses nudged a bit before their lips pressed against one another's.

Haoran's hand rubbed Duyi's lower back and displaced the shirt a bit as he had a taste of Duyi's mouth.

Duyi's kisses tasted sweet and sour like grapefruit.

He became more overbearing as he pushed to taste more and more.

Haoran kissed deeper and deeper as he raised his body. Duyi bent back and was taken away like a piece of grass in the wind.

Forcefully, Haoran pulled himself back when he felt he was almost out of control.

He looked down to see Duyi's misty eyes in a daze and a pair of flushed cheeks. A little bit of spit made his bottom lip shiny.

His face was just a mix of hazy pinks and white softness.

This kind of face was different from his crying face. It almost made Haoran cave into his desires.

Haoran kissed the mole on the corner of his eye. He kissed his nose and cheeks, his earlobe, and then throat, not daring to go past his shoulder as he rubbed his lips against the base of his neck.

He wanted to leave marks on Duyi's skin, but he knew he should wait.

Duyi was shaking like a leaf in the wind.

He clung to Haoran for heat and reassurance that he was safe.

"Haoran, it's too late." "Hm?"

He buried his head in Haoran's chest, "Now you're really stuck with me."

Haoran froze for a second before his eyes turned gentle and the corners of his mouth curled.

He wanted to be the first to give this time.

He reached his hand into the drawer next to him and dug around for a bit before grasping something and putting it in Duyi's palm.

It was a small cube of rosin with a piece of candy in the middle.

"Love you"

He had never said anything unnecessary.

Suddenly, Duyi was afraid of death like he had never been before.

Tears brimmed in his eyes again but he held them back.

He knew that when he died, Haoran wouldn't be there anymore. He would have to leave and move on to the next world.

He wrapped his hands around Haoran's neck and kissed from his collar to his earlobe and the corner of his jaw, moving up and down in a trail almost obsessively.

Haoran shouldn't have given him the candy right away.

His breathing was hard and his last straw had already broken when Duyi made his move.

The only thing that kept him rational was the person in his arms.

He tightened his grip on his self-control, his hands sliding under Duyi's shirt and resting there.

That was as far as he would go today.

He turned over with Duyi and trapped him on the inside of the bed.

They slept in each others' arms.