Pain fetish

Qi Han almost ran away in despair.

He couldn't stand Fu Ge looking at him like a savior. Every time there was more infatuation in Fu Ge's eyes, the regret in his heart would grow a hundred times stronger. He tried his best to hide and cover up his past evil deeds, savoring this kind of life like self-torture. Pain like a blunt knife cutting flesh.

But there was nothing he could do.

He once destroyed the boy he loved the most with his own hands, and his heart hung on the tip of the knife. The lost memory was like a wolf waiting behind him, ready to attack at any time and bite his neck off.

For this reason, he was worried and worried all day long.

The day Fu Ge regained his memory was the day when he would die beyond redemption.

Standing on the balcony and finishing a pack of cigarettes, Qi Han returned to the room.Fu Ge didn't know when he got up from the bed and was squatting at the door, drowsy.

"Why don't you go back to bed?"

Fu Ge raised his head, eyes sleepy, "You didn't come back."

There was no logic in what he said, and Qi Han frowned: "What does it have to do with whether I come back or not have sex with you?"

Fu Ge was also taken aback by the question, his eyes were blank.

Qi Han was about to let him go back to his room to sleep when he suddenly thought of something, "You..."

He gritted his teeth, "Come with me!"

"What's the matter, sir?"

Qi Han didn't answer, grabbed his hand and went to Fu Ge's room, pushed the door open and went straight to the bed, stretched out his hand and found that the bed was flat as if no one had ever been lying on it, while the circular single sofa beside it was Make a small hole.

"Have you ever slept in this bed?" Qi Han asked him angrily.

Fu Ge shook his head: "No."

"So you have been sleeping on the sofa for a month?" Qi Han laughed angrily, "Did I not give you food or a place to live, why do you need to be so miserable?"

Fu Ge was frightened by him, and those depressive images kept flashing back in his head, which made him instinctively start to fear that bed.

"I'm sorry I didn't do it on purpose...I will stay in the cage, I sleep very honestly, I don't make any noise, I won't say it, I won't say it, I-"

"Little song! Wake up!"

Qi Han grabbed his wildly waving hand, his lips trembled and he couldn't utter a word, he just felt like a knife was twisting in his heart, "You...you said you were locked in a cage?"

Fu Ge kept shaking his head, tears streaming down his face, desperately trying to break free from his hand, "I know I was wrong, I won't make a sound, can you, can you stop torturing me... I Scared of that...I'm really scared...please I'm really scared..."

He trembled and fell to the ground, his frightened eyes were full of despair: "Ahan...why did you do this to me..."

Breathing stagnated, Qi Han's heart was clenched vigorously.

He was silent for a long time, then suddenly took a step forward, his voice hoarse: "You remember it, don't you?"

"I don't know..." Fu Ge frowned in pain, his eyes flickered, and gradually became clear, "Sir? Did I recognize you as him again?"

Qi Han exhaled like the rest of his life after a catastrophe, "...Yeah."

He bent down to pick up Fu Ge, put him on the bed, and said softly, "Xiao Ge, it's all over. This is home, your own room, you can do whatever you want."

Fu Ge's eyes were red, and his voice was hoarse, "Is it my room?"

"Correct."

"Then can I sleep on my back tonight?"

With just one sentence, Qi Han's eyes suddenly turned red, and his voice trembled: "... yes."

Fu Ge hugged him happily again, as if he had obtained the whole world, "Thank you sir, I love you very much."

Qi Han let him hug him stiffly, clenched his teeth and took a few deep breaths: "Why don't you dare to sleep on the bed, what will happen if you make a sound?"

Fu Ge's shoulders trembled, and he cringed and choked, "I'll be caught having sex...I don't want to...I'm afraid of him..."

Qi Han turned his head, and a line of tears slid out, "Then you, are you really not talking?"

"Hmm..." Fu Ge squeezed out a sob, "I really don't want to talk anymore, I seem to be sick, even when I opened my mouth, I couldn't make a sound..."

"What did you say?" Qi Han's head buzzed, and he lowered his head in disbelief.

Fu Ge put his hand on his throat, sobbing and said: "Here, it's broken, I can't speak..."

At that moment, Qi Han's eyes, ears, mouth and nose were all closed, but his head was cut open by a chainsaw, as if someone had stabbed him in the chest.

With a daze, Fu Ge in his arms changed into another look.

His whole body was dirty, his eyeballs were bloodshot, cold sweat and tears flowed all over his face, and he looked at himself with half-opened eyes in despair, with no life in his eyes.

The iron chain had already torn his wrist, and the wound on his forehead had long since dried up. He pressed Fu Ge on the bed, on the ground, and on every corner of the basement, clutching his collar and asking questions.

"Xiao Ge, tell me, as long as you say you don't have it, I'll believe it. As long as you say you don't have it, I'll let you go. Let's start again, okay? I don't have to take revenge, I don't care about anything, we're together again .”

Fu Ge's eyes were wide open at the time, and tears flowed out one after another. He was thrown around like a marionette, but he didn't say a word from the beginning to the end.

Qi Han was so angry that he pressed his neck against the mirror and roared like crazy: "Say it, I'll let you talk! Are you dumb!"

Fu Ge looked at him from the mirror, begged him with his eyes, twisted his wrist and grabbed the corner of his clothes, Qi Han opened his hand, and Fu Ge raised it again, this time tremblingly pointing at himself throat.

He tried his best to pull the vocal cords, but he only uttered two "ah..."

Qi Han had already lost control at that time, and his mental state was extremely poor. He only thought that this was a trick that Fu Gexin had come up with, so he blocked his mouth with his clothes in desperation.

But it wasn't until today that Qi Han knew that it wasn't that he didn't want to say it, he was tortured until he lost his voice.

Qi Han went out early the next morning.

Even though Fu Ge woke up very early, he still couldn't see his husband. Strictly speaking, he couldn't see him for the next week.

The life that has finally become lively seems to have returned to the original point overnight. Fu Ge shrank in the empty house like a pool of stagnant water, talking to hallucinations, counting leaves on trees, and he also found a small tree in the courtyard. Nest of ants, happily looking for cakes to feed them, but the ants have already drilled back into the ground.

He is like the most boring lover, both Ant and Qi Han are tired of being with him, so Fu Ge went back to the single sofa, trying to turn himself into a fungus that blends with the fiber.

Qi Han came back at that time.

He was drunk and reeked of alcohol when he opened the door.

"Sir, come in quickly...come in first."

Fu Ge wiped his eyes in a panic. At that moment, he just wanted to hug him, to confirm whether this was an illusion he had fabricated.

But Qi Han gave him a more direct confirmation method.

He directly pressed Fu Ge against the wall, tore off his clothes, stabbed his fangs like a beast in heat, and bit the back of the female beast's neck.

"Ugh—it hurts..." Fu Ge immediately arched his neck, but he let out a gasp of joy from his throat, "A little harder..."

So the tip of the tooth penetrated deeply, Qi Han sucked and licked the two small holes fiercely, the strong and overbearing alpha pheromone was poured in, and Fu Ge could feel something slowly pulling out.

It was Qi Han who was sucking his blood.

This knowledge fascinated Fu Ge more than the pain itself. He curled up his fingers and held Qi Han's hand, licking his fingertips one by one, "Thank you sir."

Alphas are born with aggressiveness, blood will intensify their instinct to bite, and omega's pheromone is the only comfort/placebo at this time, but Fu Ge doesn't have it.

"I can't drink...I can't mark..."

Qi Han squeezed out two grunts from his throat, sucked the wound fiercely, but he couldn't get anything except the bloodshot.

"Why can't it be marked? Why can't it be marked!"

He bit Fu Ge's back neck frantically, one after another tooth marks were cut on the fair skin, and every time an alpha was bitten, a large amount of pheromone was poured into it, which made the little beta's hands and feet numb and weak, but There was still no mark left on the bare neck.

Qi Han looked at the god who had been there for a long time, and suddenly let out a choked sob, "Honey...I can't mark...I can't taste your taste...Hey, hey me..."

He has been soaking in the wine barrel for the past few days, so drunk that he was so drunk that he lost his mind. The moment he entered the door, he couldn't distinguish the past from the reality. Ge just untied his clothes and gave him to eat/chest.

"Sir... I, I don't have pheromones..."

Fu Ge looked at him in shame, even though he was messed up, he still tried his best to please alpha.

"No pheromone, don't you have milk?"

Qi Han used those obscene words to embarrass him again. He tore off Fu Ge's clothes with both hands and pounced on him, rubbing and licking like a big dog in heat.

Fu Ge blushed with embarrassment, but he didn't push him away. He tried to put his hand on his head and rub it slowly, but his movements were unexpectedly proficient, as if he had done it hundreds of times before he knew it.

"Xiaoge, brother, I miss you..." Qi Han hugged him and kissed him wildly, his shoulders trembled slightly, his voice gradually choked up, "I miss you so much...don't be nice to others Well...you don't want me..."

Fu Ge was flattered. He also moved his nose and suppressed his small crying voice, "I want yours, I want sir...you don't want me, you always don't go home, just leave me alone people......"

"No, I promise I won't in the future."

He kissed Fu Ge's neck upwards, his warm lips slowly moved up along the collarbone, and then was blocked by a slender bulge, which was the scar Fu Ge cut with a diamond ring.

Qi Han raised his eyes in a daze, rubbing the old dark scar with his fingers, his eyes slid inch by inch over Fu Ge's sunken facial features, and the pain and determination on his face when he cut his neck was in his mind.

He didn't even dare to think about what that beautiful and romantic little beta had experienced in that basement, and how he had to grit his teeth to survive the five years of being lonely and no one cared about him.

The boy who liked him so much that his whole heart would melt away if his fingers were licked, he had to be grinded into this walking corpse-like appearance by himself.

And when he first met, he didn't notice it at all, he just left him at home and ignored him.

"I'm sorry...Xiao Ge is sorry..." Tears fell drop by drop, Qi Han buried his head on the side of his neck, suppressing his crying, "Shall we start over?"

Fu Ge was still in a daze, "What do you want to start again, sir, are you going to... keep me again?"

"No, it's not a nurturing." Qi Han raised his head, with the tip of his nose touching his, and his forehead against his forehead. He was obviously smiling, but warm water kept dripping into Fu Ge's eyes.

"We're together, we're married, I'll give you back the wedding, the honeymoon, the inspiration and the love, I'll give you all back, okay?"

Fu Ge pursed his lips, not knowing why his heart was going crazy, "I want it very much, I want everything my husband said... But when did you owe me this, I can't remember... …”

"If you can't remember it, don't think about it, never think about it again, you forget about those things, let's start again, okay?"

Fu Ge grabbed his hand and put his arms around his neck, as if desperately embracing what was left of him, "Do you have to forget to be together?"

"Yes, you must forget."

"But... I can't..."

Qi Han's face sank, and he fell into an ice cave for a moment.

He stood up and helped Fu Ge tidy up his clothes. Fu Ge grabbed his hand hard, crying and hugging him, hugging him, kissing him, flattering him, so desperate that it seemed like someone would take away his last chance of life.

"Don't sir! Don't leave me, please don't leave me alone...don't leave me alone, don't want me...I only have you, I love you, I will Love you so much..."

He even knelt on the sofa and begged, dragging with all his strength, tears streaming down his face, and crying so hard that he couldn't breathe.

Qi Han's vision was already blurred, and the figure in front of him gradually overlapped with that of Fu Ge five years ago, so pitiful and so desperate.

He smiled wryly, thinking that you don't want me anymore.

"You can't forget..." He muttered a few words, looking straight into Fu Ge's eyes, "If he appears in front of you again, what do you want?"

Fu Ge didn't make a sound, just kept shaking his head, grabbing his fingers so hard that the fingertips turned white, but Qi Han didn't hide at all.

"Do you still hate him?"

"I do not know."

"Then you still... love him?"

"I...I really don't know."

Qi Han held on to the last ray of hope, "I don't feel it anymore, do I?"

Fu Ge stopped shaking his head, "Yes..."

His empty eyes blinked twice, and he said word by word: "I think he's dead."

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It's okay, Xiaoge, Mama will help you! ?????-?????

The crematorium has already been steamed.