An Addicted fanfiction.(18+)
This story is focusing on three different couples. HaiYin being the main one.
Warning:⚠️
This book contains: Boy Love, Rough Sex, Extreme Violence, Control Games, Alcohol Drinking, Profanity, Unhealthy Relationships and...
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There was a known control tactic in the HaiYin's household.
A sort of a game, if you will.
If one wished to program Bai Luo Yin's mind to reply with only what he desired to hear, negotiating with him during climax never failed.
If one wished to program Gu Hai's mind to follow his lead for once. Discussing the topic with him between seduction to foreplay always achieved successful results.
It was a tactic the two shamelessly used quite often when things didn't go their way. Some would call it manipulative; some would characterize it as an extremely unhealthy behavior.
Nevertheless, for this couple, this tactic maintained the peace in the house, and marvelously worked. After all, every communication tactic has its pros and cons. It's all about how and when to use it, it's the moderation, the selflessness, care, and love that will make the subtle difference between abusing the tactic for one's egoistic, self needs; to nobly using it correctly during the right time. Thus, keeping the tranquility in the marital nest.
It's like a kid asking his mom for a whole bar of chocolate while she is on the phone, she would blurt yes to anything in order to be left alone.
Only in this case, it was not a kid maneuvering his mother to get his way, but two grown adults playfully and happily maneuvering each other.
With Bai Luo Yin seated comfortably in the greediness of his palms, half of the work was already done for him. If he will change the gears fast enough without letting the other the chance to react on time, he might just win this one.
He licked his lips with eyes full of greed. Yin Zi, just sit there baby, and let me take care of you.
If Bai Luo Yin wouldn't have delved up to his head in his logical persuading approach, he would have detected the delectable enticing lust that exuded and drizzled out from Gu Hai's gaze.
But he didn't.
"You see?" he passionately explained to Gu Hai, "If you will go with my plan, we will beat the general in his own game, and also, I will forgive yo—Ehh what are you doing?"
While he enthusiastically spoke with some big hand gestures, someone lifted his gluteus an inch in the air, and sneaked inside of him a burning fellow.
He opened his mouth to protest the dirty play that was shamelessly used, but at that point, his body already bounced up and down in a rhythmical pace on Gu Hai's thighs. He grabbed Gu Hai's lower waist as he slanted his upper-body forward in an attempt to seize some of the control over the pace, back. If he will succeed to slow the pace, he might just be able to steady his heavy breath enough to talk.
However, the two paws that gripped at his waist, surpassed his abilities by strength and speed. His mind went fuzzy from the stimulating sensation that thrusted into him again, and again. His defense, his plan, his thoughts, they all fogged out at the only sound that pervaded in the room; the sound of his own flesh bumping into the perfectly built thighs' muscles underneath him.
