Warning:NSFW
The air in the backseat of the luxury sedan was thick, heavy with the scent of sex and the lingering heat of bodies.
Yu Han lay panting, his limbs splayed, eyes half-lidded, still reeling from the overwhelming pleasure that had just consumed him.
Every nerve ending hummed, a pleasant exhaustion settling deep in his bones. He was utterly naked, as was Li Hao, whose triumphant grin was visible even in the dim light filtering through the tinted windows.
Suddenly, Li Hao moved, his dark head descending. Yu Han barely registered the shift before a burning hot tongue flicked out, tracing the sensitive skin between his inner thighs.
An electrified jolt shot through Yu Han, making him gasp, his body arching instinctively. His fingers tangled reflexively in Li Hao's dark hair, gripping tight as the audacious tongue continued its delicious assault.
"Li Hao!" Yu Han whimpered, a new wave of sensation swirling through his dazed mind.
Li Hao ignored him, his tongue emboldened, circling the delicate rim of Yu Han's butt hole.
Yu Han's breath hitched, a guttural gasp tearing from his throat, desperate for more air. The wet warmth licked at the entrance, teasing, before pushing slightly inward.
"L-Li Hao… please stop… please… I can't," Yu Han cried out, his body trembling, a mixture of pleasure and alarm warring within him.
He tried to grab Li Hao's face to push him away, but Li Hao was too strong, too consumed by his own desire.
In one swift movement, Li Hao seized both of Yu Han's wrists, pinning them with a single, unyielding grip, then pushed his entire weight down, pressing Yu Han deeper into the plush leather.
Yu Han's eyes widened, a flicker of fear replacing the dazed afterglow. He felt the hard ridge of Li Hao's erection pressing against his stomach, throbbing with an undeniable intent.
Li Hao's free hand slid down, cupping his own already-straight, fully hard 'little Li'. There was no lube, a sudden realization that flashed through Yu Han's mind.
Li Hao, in a swift, unexpected move, dipped his fingers into Yu Han's mouth, collecting a glistening glob of saliva, then slicked it expertly along the tip of his insistent member.
"Just a little wetter for you, baby," Li Hao murmured, his voice a low growl, eyes burning with a wild fire.
He grabbed Yu Han's legs, forcing them wide open. Yu Han struggled, a desperate, animalistic thrashing, but Li Hao's grip was like iron.
He was completely lost to his desire, a primal hunger to possess Yu Han entirely. Li Hao aimed his 'little Li' towards Yu Han's entry.
Yu Han was a virgin, his body resisting the blunt, unyielding pressure. A sharp spike of pain lanced through him, and he cried out.
Seeing the immediate resistance, Li Hao paused, his frustration palpable, but his determination unwavering.
He withdrew his 'little Li', and instead, his middle finger, lubricated with Yu Han's own saliva, sought the tight opening. He pushed gently, then more firmly.
Yu Han screamed, a raw, tormented sound that was half pain, half bewildered shock. Tears sprang to his eyes, scalding trails down his temples. His body convulsed, trembling uncontrollably.
"Baby, it's just one finger," Li Hao whispered, his voice oddly soft despite the force of his actions, his lips brushing Yu Han's ear.
"Don't worry, bear it. I'll give you heaven in a few minutes, I promise. Just let me in."
The words, the pain, the humiliation were too much. Yu Han's mind snapped.
This wasn't pleasure anymore, it was a violation, a conquest he hadn't agreed to. He gathered every last ounce of his strength, a surge of adrenaline tearing through his exhausted body. With a surprising force, he heaved, pushing Li Hao off him.
"Fuck you, Li Hao!" Yu Han's voice was hoarse, laced with a venomous anger he hadn't known he possessed.
He scrambled away, pressing himself against the car door, pulling his knees to his chest, trying to cover himself. "Stay away from me! I'll kill you! Don't even think about it!"
Li Hao, caught off balance, stumbled slightly as he was pushed back. He looked at Yu Han, his face a complex mask of shock, hurt, and lingering desire. A humourless chuckle escaped his lips.
"Please... one time only... please be mine. Just let me show you how good this can be. I know you want it, too, baby, don't pretend."
"If this is the way you want me to be yours," Yu Han spat, his voice trembling with a mixture of rage and despair, "then go ahead, fuck me! And then I'll commit suicide by tommorow morning! You can have your pleasure and ruin my life. Go ahead, Li Hao. See how much of a man you are then."
The words hung in the air, heavy and chilling. Li Hao's face, which had been alight with lust moments before, darkened instantly. The wild fire in his eyes extinguished, replaced by a cold, hard shock. Yu Han's threat, stark and absolute, sliced through Li Hao's desire, leaving him feeling hollowed out.
He pushed himself off Yu Han, the sudden shift in atmosphere palpable.
Without a word, Li Hao reached for a box of tissues from the console, grabbing a handful. He began to wipe the cum from Yu Han's stomach and inner thighs with meticulous care, his movements stiff and precise, devoid of any previous tenderness.
Then he cleaned himself, his eyes never quite meeting Yu Han's. The sheer silence was deafening, the only sound the rustle of tissues.
Finished, he quickly pulled on his pants and shirt. Then, with a hesitant, almost fragile gesture, he reached for Yu Han's clothes and helped him dress, avoiding any unnecessary contact, his touch as clinical as a doctor's.
The car was plunged into an oppressive silence. Li Hao let down his window, the cool night air rushing in, momentarily clearing the haze of spent passion.
He pulled a cigarette from his pocket, lit it with a practiced flick, and stared out into the darkness, his profile unreadable.
Yu Han, still trembling slightly, glanced at his face, trying to decipher the complex emotions swirling within him, but found nothing.
After a long moment, Yu Han slowly leaned his head onto Li Hao's shoulder, a tentative, almost desperate gesture. Li Hao stiffened, briefly shocked, but didn't pull away.
"Li Hao," Yu Han's voice was barely a whisper, raw and thick with unshed tears. "Why would you come back to me?"
Li Hao remained silent, taking a long drag from his cigarette, the tip glowing red in the dark.
Yu Han lifted his head, his eyes searching Li Hao's face, pleading for a response.
Still, nothing. He pressed on, the question tearing at his fragile composure. "You still like me?"
At that, something snapped within Li Hao. His blood boiled, a sudden, fierce anger igniting in his eyes, but it wasn't directed at Yu Han. He grabbed Yu Han's shoulder, twisting him around, and once more pushed his body against him, not with lust this time, but with a desperate, wounded intensity.
"I fucking like you, Yu Han!" Li Hao's voice was firm, hoarse with emotion, his eyes blazing.
"Look what you did to me! I'm going crazy just to have you in my life! Do you know what it's like to crave someone so much you can hardly breathe? To see your face everywhere I look, to hear your laugh in every empty room? I've tried to forget you, to move on, but it's impossible. Every single day, you're all I think about. You haunt me, Yu Han. You consume me!"
Yu Han struggled, the sudden proximity and raw emotion overwhelming. "Li Hao, leave me... I didn't do anything... You can't blame me for... for what you feel."
"Yes, great! I can't even blame you!" Li Hao's voice was a ragged shout, laced with self-loathing.
"Because I fucking like you so much that I can't even hurt you! Even when you push me away, even when you threaten to kill yourself, I can't bring myself to cause you pain. It's a torture, Yu Han, loving you like this. It's a hell I wouldn't wish on my worst enemy." He released Yu Han abruptly, slumping back against the seat, running a hand through his hair.
Yu Han, shaken, pulled himself together, his voice barely audible.
"Li Hao, please don't like me... We are guys... how is this possible? And you are so famous and wealthy. Our world is different, we can't stay together... What about your reputation if people know about us? It's better for us to not meet again."
Each word from Yu Han's mouth was a physical blow to Li Hao, a fresh stab to his already wounded heart. He slowly turned his head, his gaze locking onto Yu Han's eyes, searching, pleading.
"You like me or not?" Li Hao asked, his voice low, raw with desperation.
"Tell me the truth, Yu Han! I fucking don't care about anyone but you. My reputation? My wealth? It's all meaningless if you're not by my side. I'll throw it all away if it means I can have you, if it means I can wake up next to you every morning. I'll face the world, I'll fight anyone, I'll do anything to get you and make you mine. Just tell me you like me or not? Give me one reason, one tiny reason to keep fighting."
Yu Han remained silent, his eyes wide and glistening, reflecting the unspoken truth that his lips refused to utter. He looked away, swallowing hard.
"No, Li Hao," Yu Han finally said, his voice a strained whisper, though conviction was noticeably absent.
"I don't like you... I'm a boy. I'll marry a girl and have a child and make my family complete, as I dreamt of. That's my future. I can't... I won't betray that dream."
Li Hao stared at him, disbelief etched across his features. He could see the love, the lingering affection, the undeniable attraction in Yu Han's eyes, even now, but his words were a stark, cold denial.
A profound ache settled in Li Hao's chest, heavier than anything he had ever known. He slowly drifted his gaze outside the window, watching the blur of lights.
"Then you can go," Li Hao said, his voice flat, devoid of all emotion, a stark finality in every syllable. "I'll never persuade you again."
Yu Han felt a strange, sharp pang in his heart, a sudden emptiness that defied explanation.
He wanted to cry, to scream, to retract his words, but a stubborn resolve gripped him. He controlled himself, took a shaky breath, and then, with a heavy hand, opened the car's door and stepped out into the cold, unforgiving night.