Jian Suiying regretted drawing the curtains so tightly. It was his sleeping habit—he loved drifting off in pitch darkness.
But now, in this pitch-black darkness, they could only see each other's eyes—both glaring at one another, the tension thick enough to cut with a knife.
Li Yu's voice was hoarse and low, thick with fury. "What the hell did you say that day! Huh?"
Clutching his stomach, Li Yu retched several times before erupting like a lit coal pile. He practically lunged forward, pinning Jian Suiying to the floor and landing a punch squarely on his face.
At this point, he couldn't care less about how he'd explain things to Sui Lin. No matter what he said, the damage was done. Thinking back to
Sui Lin's gaze and words that evening, he felt an overwhelming urge to cut Jian Suiying to pieces.
In truth, when it came to fighting, for those without professional training, the fundamentals determining victory, defeat, injuries, and losses were largely based on physique
, and physique largely dictates strength. Thus, when two similarly built, robust adult males fought,
neither side came out unscathed.
Although Li Yu had indeed received professional training, Young Master Jian was highly experienced in street brawls. Li Yu dominated the fight in every aspect
and kept pressing Jian Suiying, he was already beaten to a pulp, his face bruised and swollen, rage consuming him.
He was ready, but Li Yu was caught completely off guard. He let out a low cry and shielded his eyes with his hands.
Seizing the moment, Jian Suiying flipped him off his back and grabbed whatever was handy—a glass ashtray shaped like a bird's nest—swinging it hard at Li Yu's head.
"Fuck you, Li Er! You've been crossing me at every turn, but no one's ever dared provoke me like this. Just you wait—today I'll make sure you don't
you to death today!"
Li Yu suddenly grabbed his leg and twisted it viciously. Jian Suiying let out a howl and crashed to the ground. Li Yu's eyes were fierce
, as if determined to snap his leg.
Unfortunately, a normal human couldn't possibly have the strength to break an adult man's leg. Li Yu released his leg, climbed back on top of him
, cursing furiously, "You son of a bitch, Jian! You've crossed me, and you won't walk out this door alive today! Who do you think you are?
Li Yu's eyes blazed red, his whole body snarling like a beast. "Fuck me? Like you could! Right now, I'm the one on top of you. What kind of fucking idiot like you could even touch me?"
As the thoughts swirled, his hands began tearing at Li Yu's clothes.
Li Yu was stunned. He never imagined that even beaten half to death like this, Jian Suiying still had the nerve to do such
disgusting act.
Jian Suiying continued to strip him while taunting, "Well, Li Er, don't you want to try?" His free hand stopped
beating him, instead slipping inside his clothes to freely caress his waist.
Li Yu shuddered violently, grabbing her arm and yanking it away. Jian Suiying then began groping him frantically all over, punctuating her actions with taunting words.
He finally realized that while he couldn't beat Li Yu, he was a master at disgusting him. No matter what, as long as it made Li Yu uncomfortable, he was more than happy to do it.
Both men were already disheveled from the fight, especially Jian Suiying. His silk pajamas, soft
Jian Suiying wasn't satisfied yet. After destroying his clothes, she tried to reach into his pants.
Li Yu watched Jian Suiying, drenched in sweat and bruised, still attempting to molest him. His head felt like it was exploding,
and he lost all rationality in his rage.
Now he was in his element, his movements practiced as he grabbed hold of Li Yu's member.
Young and inexperienced, Li Yu was easily aroused by Jian Suiying's casual touches.
His face flushed from pale to purple, the rugged landscape etched across his features defying description.
Mentioning this was the last thing he needed. It was Li Yu's greatest humiliation. He was already on the verge of losing his mind, and this was like pouring gasoline on the fire.
Jian Suiying, blind as a bat, failed to notice Li Yu's eyes had lost all humanity. She only felt triumphant,
held the upper hand, watching how he'd resist. She grew bolder, teasing him through his pants, one
hand rubbing back and forth across Li Yu's chest. The smooth, supple feel made him reluctant to stop.
Li Yu let out a loud cry, his face flushed crimson. He glared fiercely at Jian Suiying. "Let go, or I'll make you regret it for the rest of your life."
."
Jian Suiying glared back at him. "That's exactly what I was going to say." Li Yu gritted his teeth. "Jian Suiying, I'll say it again—let go!"
Jian Suiying flashed a defiant smile as her palm began to tease Li Yu with gentle, skilled movements, slowly feeling it swell within her
palm.
Li Yu's eyes seemed ready to pop out of his head. Suddenly thrusting forward, he swung a leg up and delivered a vicious kick to the back of Jian Suiying's skull.
Jian Suiying hadn't expected Li Yu to be so agile. The blow likely caused a concussion; his vision blurred,
her mind reeling in waves of dizziness as she collapsed uncontrollably onto Li Yu.
In his haze, he felt Li Yu pin him face-down to the ground. Then a chill spread through his lower body.
Li Yu's voice was as cold as ice shards. "What am I doing? You guess. Haven't you always wanted to fuck me?
'll show you today who really needs it."
By the time he spoke, Li Yu had already stripped Jian Suiying bare from the waist down.
His mind was now in a state of extreme agitation, his lower body still rigidly erect. Both his physical desire and psychological rage demanded immediate release.
And the best outlet for that frustration was clearly the very person who had ignited the fire within him.
even grown any hair yet, and you dare try to act like a grown man... Fuck!"
Li Yu felt he might indeed be losing his mind—and it was definitely Jian Suiying who had driven him to it. If he didn't teach this beast a lesson today, he'd despise himself for the rest of his life.
"Ah! Fuck you, Li Yu! You touched me today, and you won't live to see tomorrow! You... Ah!"
Li Yu patted Jian Suiying's head and sneered coldly: "Wait. If I, Li Yu, don't kill you today, I'll slit my own throat in atonement."
"
With that, he got up and went to the bathroom, grabbing a bottle of the hotel's cheap shampoo.
Jian Suiying trembled all over, overcome by pain, shock, and fear. "Li Yu, let me go! For what you did today, I
could kill you a hundred times over. Let go of me!"
Li Yu stared down at him like a demon eyeing its prey. Under his gaze, he unscrewed the cap of the shampoo bottle
and squeezed the green liquid into the air. The cool liquid landed steadily on Jian Suiying's buttocks.
Li Yu crouched down again, dipped his cock in the lather, pried open Jian Suiying's rear passage, and thrust inside with savage force.
.
Jian Suiying wished he could pass out right then. Never in his life had he been so humiliated. If he could move now, he
he would have fought Li Yu to the death.
A faint scent of blood soon filled the air as fresh blood trickled down Jian Suiying's thighs.
The crimson blood made Jian Suiying's thighs and buttocks appear even paler. When the tight flesh walls clamped down on Li Yu's member,
, an unfamiliar, almost unbelievable pleasure nearly made him scream.
He knew there was no turning back now. Grasping Jian Suiying's slender waist, he began thrusting. Jian Suiying gasped in pain, cursing until his voice cracked, but Li Yu paid no heed.
Beyond the physical pleasure, the man who had always suppressed and humiliated him now lay beneath him, his face twisted in pain and humiliation.
as he pinned him beneath him and fucked him hard. This psychological satisfaction brought him immense stimulation.
Li Yu's movements grew faster and faster as he violently ravaged Jian Suiying's flesh. The sound of flesh colliding filled the air. He felt as if he were about to burst into flames.
Such terrifying pleasure existed in this world? No wonder so many were addicted.
? Why the hell aren't you finishing already? Fuck you!"
Li Yu showed no sign of slowing down; instead, he moved faster and faster, driving Jian Suiying's body forward with each thrust. "I
'll let you taste for yourself whether this young master has premature ejaculation."
Jian Suiying had clearly misjudged him.
He was being fucked to the point of near unconsciousness, yet Li Yu showed no sign of stopping. Like a man possessed by an addiction, he thrust in and out
plowing into her with relentless intensity, his throat occasionally releasing heavy, satisfied gasps.
Jian Suiying cursed his own constitution for being too resilient, preventing him from passing out during the brief torment. Instead, he remained in a state of half-consciousness from start to finish,
a state of semi-conscious haze, remembering and feeling everything.
He had no idea how long he'd been fucked in this kneeling position. Suddenly, his body felt lighter as Li Yu flipped him over
into a face-to-face position.
Li Yu was now drenched in sweat, his cheeks flushed. Despite the swelling and bruises across his face, his complexion looked well-nourished,
well-nourished, nearly driving Jian Suiying to the brink of bleeding.
Li Yu gasped, "So, who's going to make who cry out in pain? Can I satisfy you this time
and leave you craving more the second time?"
This Li Yu was utterly shameless. While he'd fucked someone raw until they bled, he still had the nerve to mock him with his own words.
to mock him.
Li Yu flashed a vicious grin. "You still have the nerve to fantasize? Looks like your education's lacking. You haven't learned a thing."
." Li Yu forced Jian Suiying's thighs wide apart, pulling his hips down onto his still-hard member. Savoring the look of utter humiliation on Jian Suiying's face, he slowly, torturously pushed inside.
Jian Suiying let out a sharp cry of pain from his throat, then forced himself to swallow it back.
Now, only one thought consumed him: to make Jian Suiying suffer unbearably, to make her regret every moment. He wanted to see if, after he had taken her, she would still have the nerve to harass him.
But now things had gone slightly off the rails. He never imagined sex could be like opium —something so addictive, so intoxicating. His original intent had never been to make love to Jian Suiying.
He had long since become more immersed in the act itself, forgetting his original purpose of humiliating and taking revenge on him.
This torment of conquest and submission lasted so long that in the end, Jian Suiying finally passed out.
Li Yu, too, exhausted, collapsing on top of him and falling asleep.