Love and whatnot were no such feelings for such a man as Han Delun. He was rich, handsome, and had all one could possibly think of. He could get married to the finest women in the world and make his late father proud, but what he was stuck with was the dirty fantasy he fed to himself like an animal. It was savage and unpleasant, out of the ordinary but simple. If many knew of it, they would become baffled to the extend of a crisis. But then he would answer with something like, "It had never been my intention to hide it anyways. It was just bad for business, is all." which, was a little simple minded even for the likes of him.
He disliked such occasions when people would question him, go against his will, or take a different route on life. If he liked one thing, then it was to be powerful and charming. Because that was the only way for him to lure the weak into his cave. Everyone knew the truth that no ugly beast had the power to drag a beauty in its cocoon without the screams of terror. So he kept his reputation as it was.
"Here, put this on." He looked at the red silk robe on the couch and furrowed his brows. "Must i wear this? W-what if i just-" Delun sighed and removed his watch from his wrist. "I can't please the audience if there is no pleasantry on screen to begin with. And you look best in red."
Zhan swallowed nervously while Delun watched him with expectant eyes. Was it possible to hate a colour soo much, because of what someone said? It used to be his best colour to go, but now, he was itching to run away from it. Yet his hand still moved to grab the robe and began to walk away. "And where do you think you're going?"
"To the bathroom... to put it on. I was guessing you wouldn't want me wearing anything... beneath." Delun smiled as he took a seat by the couch and pointed his finger before him. "That's a good boy, but i need you to be smarter than that. Sit down on this table and take it all off. I won't touch you yet."
Zhan was too hesitant to do it, his legs unmoving. But the reminder of that envelope was too frightening to make him stop no more, so he finally got the urge to move his legs and took a seat before him. Then quickly, he began by unbuttoning his shirt and threw it aside. Meanwhile Delun was just pleased by the sight before his eyes. "Dear dear... frowning really doesn't suit you. I too wish that there was a better way but..-"
"There is no reason for me to smile. We are doing this as a deal, nothing more. And you are just being ridiculous with your requests- this is-" Delun frowned. "Ridiculous you say... let me teach you something-"
His actions were faster than usual as he suddenly stood up and grabbed Zhan by the hair, pulling it back, to let him meet his gaze like a begging dog. "The one being ridiculous here is you. As you said, we have a deal, in which you are to surrender your body to me in return of your precious envelope and all data with it as promised. So you will kneel if i tell you to, you will spread yourself open like a good boy."
He then grabbed his chin with the other hand and slid his finger inside his mouth. "If i tell you to suck it in your throat, you will do as i say. Or else." Zhan was holding himself back from vomiting, getting the urge to bite his finger off right then and there. Yet he couldn't.
His eyes slowly closed as a tear fell down his cheek. "Aw... don't cry. I won't eat you up completely..." His finger then slowly reached his cheek to wipe the tear off, but Zhan tilted his head to the side, making him stop. "D-don't.." Delun's frown slowly fell while his lips curled down. "..."
He then sat back down and rose his head, so the latter continued.
Soon after, he brought him to the red room and tied his hands behind him on a pole. Zhan was scared more than nervous, as he felt the rope behind him tighten. "I would like to blindfold your eyes." Zhan looked down, unwinding of the act. "That... cannot be a question." But Delun shook his head to his surprise. "It actually is. I might be cruel enough to do... such things, but i am also nice enough to give you a choice. You can choose to see, or be covered in darkness as i defile you. So?"
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Behind The Red Curtain | YiZhan ✓
FanfictionWang Yibo has a secret. He doesn't like his friend like a friend should, but loves him much more than that. He was fine with just being friends if it meant he could stay beside him for endless times to come. And that was certainly enough at the time...
