It was a dreary grey in the busy city, and even darker in the ally where two creatures stood facing each other. They weren’t complete enemies, but they had their guards up around each other. There was a dull thunking noise from a construction noise somewhere in the distance and Wei Ying groaned to himself.
He was in his twenties, his sharp features a contrast to his slightly tanned skin. The smirk plastered on his arrogant face elaborated on his plump, bright red lips. His eyes, a deep golden seemed stuck on the other. If a random person on a street looked at him, they would definitely assume him to be a model of the highest value, or a disguised god walking upon the earth. His velvety clothes screamed opulence if one had not noticed the gleaming rings on both of his hands already.
“Are you following me, Lan Zhan?”, the first man’s voice was equally as mesmerising as the rest of him, but there was a hint of a sneer in the question.
The other did not respond, his mouth set in a poker line. While Wei was stunning in an alluring way, Lan Zhan was a staggering beauty. His marble skin was complemented by cold, gentle features. The aura around him was known to be so commanding that it was preferred to stand at least a few feet away from him. Yet there was something so seductive about his light golden eyes, people could not help but desire him.
“I don’t blame you, gege. And to be honest, I don’t mind you obsessing over me either.” The first taunted again.
This time, the older’s gaze hardened at the word gege and his lips parted. His fangs, visible in the scarce light seemed sharper than ever.
“Know your limits, Wei Ying.”
The younger grinned, running a tongue over his own fangs. He loved teasing his enemy, loved to see the other break the poise he was so famous for; in frustration.
“Oh bite me, Lan Zhan. I know you want this.” Wei tilted his head slightly, allowing a considerate view of his neck. His shirt slipped past his shoulder and he looked up sultrily at Lan Zhan. He was doing it purely for the fun, and for the heavy sigh, Lan Zhan would always give him.
The air was thick with apprehension and for a second Wei thought Lan Zhan might actually break him in half until the older blinked once and responded, “Okay.”
Wei Ying fumbled back a step, something very uncommon for him. “What?”
In a flash, Lan Zhan had pinned the younger against the wall, curving over Wei’s back which faced him.
“Do not say you don’t want this.” He whispered roughly.
“What will you do? Fuck me till I can’t walk? I’d like to see you try.” Wei chuckled.
Shameless, Lan Zhan thought. But he ripped the clothes off the younger one immediately, his hands exploring every part of his enemy. Both of them knew of how dirty and public the alley was, but somehow it turned them on more. Lan Zhan wanted to completely ravish the other, years of pent up frustration bursting out.
Without wasting a second, the older penetrated the younger’s hole and inserted his fingers deep inside. Wei Ying was so wet Lan Zhan’s hand went through easily. At the same time, his fangs sunk deep into Wei’s neck, causing the latter to form an arch. It was too much pleasure. The wall dug holes from where they touched it. Lan Zhan shoved his other hand into Wei’s mouth, and the entire lane was filled with muffled moans.
The older took his teeth out of the delicate skin and kissed the spot roughly, slurping the few drops of blood that leaked out of the tiny holes his teeth had made.
“Mffgh!” Wei Ying whined out. Zhan removed his hand from his mouth and allowed him to speak.
“Cum! I’m about to- ah!” Wei moaned out, his chest breathing heavily.
And cum he does, all over Lan Zhan’s hand. The older made the younger lick it all off, and Wei grew hard again.
“Lan Zhan, enough teasing, please. Just fuck me, why won’t you? Treat me like the slut I am.”
Pushed over the edge by the lewd things Wei Ying spoke out, Lan Zhan immediately grabbed the younger’s ass and inserted his cock in him, without letting the latter adjust.
Lan Zhan was bigger than anyone Wei Ying had taken, and his poor hole was repenting. Lan Zhan’s cock was somewhat dry as well, causing even further discomfort to Wei. “You’re so big, you’ll tear me from the inside!” the younger broke out in a rush, his hands against the wall. Lan Zhan only smiled.
He began his thrusts unevenly, his cock throbbing out of the pleasure he was not accustomed to. Wei’s walls were growing wetter and tighter, and warmer too if it was possible. Soon the thrusts became harder and more regular and both the creatures’ breathings came out feebly. All Wei Ying could see was stars, and the sound of slapping skin made him moan louder. He came again, and again. His buttocks grew numb of being slammed into and he was oversensitive.
“Lan Zhan, I know you hate me, but can you at least stop now? How are you still going?”
“I’m not done yet.”
Lan Zhan flipped Wei Ying so that the latter’s stomach faced his own, and slammed his enormous cock into the younger. Wei Ying was now completely tired, spit and cum drooling down his chest and thighs, his fingernails digging into the older.
“Ple- please. I can’t take any more.”
“You will. You are my whore.”
Wei Ying might be tired, but he was not emotionless. His penis grew hard again, and he whispered dirty things into Lan’s ears, making the second fuck him even harder. The former’s legs were spread apart. Wei was a moaning mess, and the sight of him about to pass out made Lan harder. Finally, Lan Zhan came into Wei Ying, resting his cock inside for a while, barring the cum from leaking outside. Wei leaned onto Lan’s shoulders. The older bit into Wei again, and after a long moment, let go.
“What is this?” Wei Ying asked bleakly. He could feel so much cum inside him, he was entirely full.
“A butt plug. You will not remove it until I fuck you again tomorrow.”
“Tomorrow? That’s a bit early for two people who hate each other, don’t you think?” Wei Ying whispered cheekily.
When Lan did not respond, the younger spoke again, “My, my. Who knew you would actually fuck me till I couldn’t walk. Did you not hate me till two hours ago?”
“Mn. Wei Ying is annoying. But a good whore.”
“Don’t make me hard again. And don’t tell me you’re leaving me like this here.”
Lan Zhan had started to dress up. He looked up at Wei Ying, taking in the beauty of his ravished enemy, “If people see, they will know you are my whore. That is good.”
“Lan Zhan! I can barely walk. Are you sure you don’t want to take me back to your place so you can fuck me whenever you want?”
The older stood up and picked up the younger after a second thought.
Fucking the arrogance out of his enemy every day sounded good. Really good.
