Pain fetish

"Your Bai Yueguang has returned home."

When these words rang in his ears, Qi Han was leaning back on the sofa with his eyes closed.

He shook his head and looked down to see Fu Ge kneeling between his legs, his soft hair shaking slowly.

Not only did Bai Yueguang return to China, Bai Yueguang was still kneeling at his feet.

"Who?"

He held up his mobile phone to ask questions knowingly, and rested his other hand on the back of the sofa, pinching the half-burned tobacco with his fingertips.

The cold marble floor made Fu Ge's knees red, dust and faint bruises printed on the skin, Qi Han raised his eyebrows, and stretched the leather shoes between his knees and the floor.

Fu Ge raised his eyes in a daze, puzzled, but obediently got up and moved to the pair of leather shoes.

But in the next second, Qi Han's arm trembled, and some soot fell on his side neck immediately, Fu Ge was scorched and hummed softly.

Qi Han withdrew his gaze, "Concentrate."

"Fu Ge!" The person on the other side of the phone teased: "That little painter you were obsessed with when you were in school! The young master of a rich family, who is superior and ignores everyone, why, he licked him It's been more than a year, don't you remember?"

"Ah, remember."

With a blank expression on his face, Qi Han suddenly stretched out his hand to press Fu Ge's back of the neck, and the sudden uplift forced him to close his eyes and raise his head, letting out a beastly sigh.

"Hmm..." Fu Ge closed his eyes impatiently. The tip of his nose and the end of his eyes had been smudged to the point of redness, and he could only look away with difficulty in tears.

He saw Qi Han's slowly rolling Adam's apple when he raised his head, his fierce and tight jaw line, and the high-end suit that was so well-crafted and neat that there was no wrinkle everywhere, but he was so embarrassed that he was only wearing a tie.

The contrast is sharp and the status is very different.

Noticing his distraction, Qi Han looked down dissatisfiedly, Fu Ge quickly concentrated, but his shoulders were suddenly held down.

"Do you want to chat with your old classmates?" Qi Han asked.

Fu Ge thought for half a minute, but couldn't find the familiar figure of his old classmate in his vague memory. He shook his head, pursed his lower lip strangely, and even his actions to please people seemed dull.

"Sir, can we continue?" He asked in a low voice.

Qi Han looked at him condescendingly and said, "Yes."

Naturally, the person on the other side of the phone couldn't hear what was happening on their side, so he clicked his tongue and recalled the past: "You chased him like crazy at that time, I wish the whole school knew that you were his young master Fu's number one licking dog , Hey, I heard that after graduating from high school, you chased him to Litang, what the fuck, Brother Qi, you didn’t succeed? It’s harder to chase than a fairy.”

Litang...

He put the cigarette to his lips, squinted and took a drag.

The dry and strong smell of tobacco rolls around in the throat, and only a few wisps of thick white smoke remain when it is exhaled.

It's like the sea of ​​white clouds splashed by horseshoes on Zhaga Mountain.

Qi Han still remembers the wonderful horse race in Letong Litang five years ago.

It was a gift that Fu Ge personally gave him the day after he promised to confess his confession.

Litang is known as the highest city in the world, with an altitude of nearly 4000 meters. It is backed by continuous snow-capped mountains covered by coniferous forests. Before the sunset, the colorful sunset covered the dome like a fire burning a mountain, and it swept across the horizon from the distant skyline .

And Fu Ge rode a horse galloping under such a sky, with a low-flying eagle above his head and hunting neighing under his crotch.

Holding the rein with one hand, he broke through 22 colored flags and prayer flags that symbolize auspiciousness and well-being. As the only beta player on the track, he was the first to rush to the finish line among countless strong Kham men.

The front hooves were raised, the horse's head was roaring towards the sky, and the little Beta pulled the reins tightly with a smile, and turned to look at Qi Han at this moment.

With just one glance, the natural extinction known as the "City in the Sky" suddenly faded, and the sunset and snow-capped mountains became his background board.

Qi Han thinks that Fu Ge is the most romantic prodigal son in Cangyang Gyatso's works, with just a hair tip waving in the wind, it makes people chase dreams all night, tossing and turning.

Before going to receive the award, little Beta ran up to him on a horse, her red face was stained with thin sweat, and her eyes were filled with excitement and embarrassment.

Qi Han remembered that he was pressing his horsewhip against his chin at that time, and he smiled flamboyantly and recklessly: "Don't forget what you promised me, if you run first, you will reward me."

Qi Han said yes, and raised his hand to help him smooth out the long hair that was scattered around his ears, and the colored threads that he tied up with his own hands were still entangled in the hair.

The No.1 prize is a dark blue khata, which symbolizes the blue sky above the head.

The Tibetans presenting the award explained that Fu Ge is the fastest beta they have ever seen riding a horse, like the fiercest young eagle on the grassland, and only Lan Tian can match him.

Fu Ge liked it very much when he heard it, and was about to run towards Qi Han while raising the khata, but was cut off by a Tibetan girl on the way.

The dazzling little beta not only confused Qi Han's vision, but four or five boys and girls flocked to him before the end of the game, both AO and AO.

The Tibetan compatriots have always been bold and forthright, and they immediately chase after them. The alpha girl who ran No.4 during the horse race took her own khata and wanted to exchange it with Fu Ge. If the other party agrees, it means that they are willing to become a partner.

Little Beta was not shy at all, hugged the girl generously, and said: "You are the most beautiful and dashing girl I have ever seen. It is my honor to be liked by you, but Hada can't give it to you."

He said, looking at Qi Han in the distance, his voice was as gentle as mist, but his words were firm and forceful: "Because, I already have my own confirmation card."

The sunset that day seemed to be intentionally late, and it didn't dissipate until Fu Ge and the girl hugged each other.

Qi Han couldn't hear their conversation, and only saw Fu Ge galloping towards the last ray of light in the sky, throwing a khata the moment he passed by his side.

With a dark blue ribbon wrapped around his neck, Qi Han took advantage of the opportunity to get on the horse, and Little Beta pulled the reins and turned around, introducing his lover to the whole mountain and the girl: "Thank you for your love! But I also have a heart to win. "

It happened to be fifteen that night.

Fu Ge took the horse he had been riding for a long time, and didn't stop until the night was getting darker. They were lying beside Natso Lake, the moon above their heads was like a disk licked by a jade rabbit.

Tired of playing, Little Beta is quietly being held in Qi Han's arms at this moment. He always has a kind of magical quality, he can switch between the cold snow leopard, the vicious little wolf and the clingy cat at will. Either way is very flattering.

"What reward do you want?" Qi Han asked while helping him remove the braids on his head.

Fu Ge fell in love for the first time. He didn't have any skills other than full of love and devotion. He just lowered his head and showed his smooth nape, and said, "I don't have glands, but I want a temporary mark, can I?"

Qi Han never thought that this would be regarded as a reward by the other party, he was stunned for a moment, and finally kissed the back of his neck lightly.

After biting the skin, the fangs pierced fiercely, and the hot pheromone filled the two tiny wounds, and then flowed through his whole body along with the blood.

Fu Ge was shivering from the heat, and lost consciousness, but he still tore off his clothes and begged him to bite something else.

Qi Han could only gently kiss his fingers, and asked vaguely: "My brother only needs to mark the horse race if he wins. What if he loses?"

Little Beta shook his fingers and said, "If you lose, use those 22 prayer flags to pray for you. Ahan may be safe forever."

That night Fu Ge was carried back to the horse by him.

Too many times of temporary marking, even the beta without glands reacted, the pheromone of 3S alpha was strong and domineering, and rushed into the boiling blood regardless, making Fu Ge's whole body sore and limp, and he fainted as soon as he got on the horse Dizzy and fell asleep.

Qi Han hugged him tightly, and asked him about his conversations with Tibetan girls during the day.

Fu Ge said: "I told her that you are my real card."

Qi Han knew little about Tibetan, "What does Choka mean?"

"Hmm...you mean boyfriend."

Qi Han naturally believed it, and in the next few days, he also learned to use these two words to call him. He blushed every time he called Fu Ge. It was not until he left Litang that he learned from the owner of the hotel that "Que Ka" was her husband. the meaning of.

"Hello? Brother Qi? Brother Qi!"

His friend's yelling helped him bring his thoughts back to reality, and Qi Han responded, only to realize that Fu Ge had maintained this posture for a long time without moving, as if he realized that he was distracted, and waited quietly.

"Good boy, let's move." He rubbed Fu Ge's head.

"We've caught up, and it's been a few months." Qi Han said to his friend.

"Damn it, we broke up in just a few months? Who mentioned the breakup?"

Qi Han lowered his eyes, and the strength in his hands suddenly increased, as if he was punishing, "Him."

"Cough—" Fu Ge closed his eyes deeply, and two lines of tears burst out immediately, dripping down his chin onto Qi Han's trousers.

Such a picture is really beautiful.

The small boxes in the bar, the shaking and dazzling lights, the cold marble floor, and the naked beauty lying on the floor docilely with red stains on the corners of her mouth.

The visual impact is no less than that of the little beta who looked back and smiled during the Litang horse race, Qi Han's breathing was messy again, and the unspeakable impulse came and went.

However, when a friend asked him if he wanted to rekindle his old relationship, Qi Han said the exact opposite.

"Beta, it's tasteless."

Fu Ge paused, and the hand that wiped the corner of his mouth became extremely dull.

He pinched his fingertips into the palm of his hand, his empty eyes fell on the ground, and he counted the number of lines on the floor until No. 19, and then he reacted as if he had just woken up from a dream——

It's not beta that's dull, it's him.

That night Qi Han didn't make him "hard work" a second time, probably because he thought his skills were too poor and beta was really boring.

As soon as Fu Ge wrapped himself in a thin shirt, he raised his eyes and noticed that the smoke at Qi Han's fingertips was about to burn out.

"Your smoke is almost burning your hand." His voice was so small that he couldn't hear it clearly.

Qi Han glanced down at him, and it was clear at a glance, "Have you thought about it?"

Fu Ge was still in a daze, staring at him blankly, as if he didn't understand.

They sat together and kneeled together. Alpha's legs were slender and strong, and the strong pheromone filled the entire room. Even if Beta couldn't smell it, let alone feel it, he didn't restrain himself in the slightest.

The natural suppression of beta by 3S-level alpha comes from genes and blood. Qi Han's eyes are just a light sweep, and they feel extremely oppressive.

But the more anxious Fu Ge became, the more blind he became. He couldn't see Alpha's intentions for a long time. It wasn't until Qi Han's calf touched him that he suddenly realized, and blushed slowly.

Qi Han asked: "Why don't you say it after thinking about it?"

Fu Ge's eye sockets were already soaked by a layer of water mist, and he could breathe out burning gasps, "No...I didn't notice..."

Qi Han crushed out the nearly burnt cigarette butt with his bare hands, and quickly shook it, leaving only a residual heat that was not even warm, and asked, "Where?"

Fu Ge glanced at him and raised his neck high.

In the next second, the cigarette butt was pressed against his collarbone.

"Hmm..." The momentary slight pain was transmitted through the skin to the cerebral cortex. Fu Ge frowned and began to twitch violently, with a hint of pleasure flashing between his brows and eyes.

However, this intensity was only in comparison with his usual lifelessness, but after two or three seconds, the pain disappeared, and Fu Ge returned to that sluggish appearance.

Only a few thin drops of sweat from the tip of his nose and slightly whirling eyes showed what he had just experienced.

Qi Han withdrew his legs, "You soiled my trousers again."

Fu Ge stood up and was embraced by him, "I'm sorry, sir."

"Is that enough?"

"Yes, sir."

Qi Han didn't know why a beta male in his 20s lasted only a few seconds each time, but he knew it must be abnormal.

To make Qi Han happy requires Fu Ge to spare no effort for an hour, but to make Fu Ge happy only requires a little pain.

It wasn't until a long time later that Qi Han realized that it wasn't "only" but "only".

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Early warning of the old rules:

Don't be fooled by appearancesヾ(?ε?｀*)

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