My Little Devil BL (The Untamed/Advancing Bravely/Guardian/HIStory3)

Chapter 25

Xing Chen woke up the next morning, his body aching all over, with sobs trapped in his throat. Frustration filled him, if only he was stronger, faster, if only he could see, maybe this wouldn't have happened to him to begin with.

He swore if he ever met the man again he would kill him.

Gently he tried lift himself from the bed, but he couldn't. His body was dripping with sweat and his lower torso felt stuck.

Worst of all, in his feverish state, he felt desperate urge come over him and he lay withering and moaning on his bed, until he finally lowered his hand to touch himself.

Even in private, he felt ashamed of his horniness. How could it be that he was in this state, especially after what had happened to him the night before?

His touch was only driving him more crazy, without giving him release, so he tiredly forced himself off the bed and into the shower adjacent to his room. His legs wobbled and stung and every move he made hurt his back and head. Turning the shower on, he let the warm water soak his body and calm his muscles.

He wondered more about the man who raped him. Why did he stay to put him back on his bed, he could of just left the bar? Plus cleaning his body and tucking him in seemed like an overly kind gesture for someone who violently and mercilessly penetrated him.

It wasn't his first time having sex. He had a finance before, Song Lan. He heart constricted painfully every time he thought about him.

He wasn't always blind. He used to be a regular boy, until he met Song Lan.

He was 15 years old when Song Lan joined his school. Song Lan was older than him, already 19 and his family had moved into the neighborhood, so Song Lan began to hang out with him after school in the small field and lake near their home where everyone would play.

Xing Chen was enthralled with Song Lan. Everything he did, he would try to copy secretly. Song Lan wore his hair long and tied back, and when Xing Chen decided he too would grow his hair long, everyone poked fun at him.

"Xing Chen loves Song Lan!! Song Lan, how does it feel to have a little fanboy who wants to copy you?" They would taunt him recklessly until he would turn bright red.

Xing Chen never once laughed at him though. When people would make fun of Xing Chen for his obsession over him he would tell them to be quiet and worriedly look over at him to make sure he wasn't hurt. Once he even held Xing Chen's hand and led him away from them telling him not to listen to mean things people said and that he didn't mind that he looked up to him, hoping that he could always he a good role model to him.

Xing Chen still remembers how his heart that thumped when he held his hand. He had desperately wanted to tell Song Lan that he loved him dearly and wanted him to love him back, not as an elder friend, but as a lover.

Once, Xing Chen was swimming alone by the lake, enjoying the late summer breeze when he felt someone watching him. Turning around he saw Song Lan sitting by the edge of the lake, his legs dangling in the water, his gaze pointed directly at him. Self consciously, Xing Chen quickly covered his chest and blushed pink. Song Lan laughed cheerfully, and without taking his clothes off began to wade over to where he stood rooted like a tree.

"Xing Chen, your shivering, are you cold?" Song Lan worriedly asked as he got closer and saw the young boy's shaking body. Xing Chen wasn't shaking from the cold though, his body had already gotten used to the fresh water, he was shaking from the excitement and tension he felt inside.

Song Lan came closer to him and silently wrapped his arms around him, covering his back with his sleeves. Xing Chen felt instantly calm and he snuggled his face into his shoulder.