My Brother Was First My Boyfriend And Later My Husband

Chapter 7 (M)

Translator: PastTimer

Editor: PastTimer

**NSFW (Dubcon)
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I looked at him, puzzled, and asked, "Don't you hate me?"

Gu Yan frowned even more.

He didn't answer me, he just turned around to get a towel and a pair of pyjamas from his closet.¹ He then started to dry my hair and body. Once dried, he dressed me up in his pyjamas; every button was buttoned- even the very top.

Gu Yan was tall. His clothes were obviously too big for me, the sleeves even covered me up to my palms.

He took my hand away from the cloth and started to fold the sleeve around the hole, rolling the cuff up carefully, as if I was a child.

"I'll buy you a new one tomorrow," Gu Yan adjusted the pyjama's collar and warned me, "Don't take off your clothes; I'll take your clothes off when I want to take them off."²

I was confused and looked at him with a puzzled expression on my face.

Gu Yan didn't intend to solve my confusion and just asked me what I wanted to eat.

I suddenly realized that we haven't had dinner yet. I simply lowered my head and said sweet potatoes.

Gu Yan smiled and stroked my semi-wet head.

After a while, the doorbell rang and the delivery handed Gu Yan a delicate carton box and a brown paper bag.

Gu Yan handed me the paper bag: "Eat it while it's hot."

I didn't learn etiquette, so I just directly peeled the skin off the sweet potato and ate the sweet and golden meat inside.

It was so sweet that my nose felt sour.

I couldn't help but start to cry, as if I was replacing my mother's tears that year with my own.

Gu Yan ate his own seafood pasta with grace and didn't ask me about my sudden meltdown.

After crying, I gradually calmed down. I wiped away my tears and began to think about the future.

I started to discuss with Gu Yan: "I'll start reviewing for the National College Entrance Examination³ next semester, so... can we lower the frequency?"

Gu Yan smiled and asked me: "Frequency of?"

I knew that he understood my meaning and was just deliberately teasing me. But I could only further clarify with a blush.

"Having sex."⁴

I felt ashamed saying such words but I didn't expect Gu Yan to accept my conditions.

Gu Yan said: "How about once a week before your entrance exam?"

It wasn't too difficult to accept; it was even better than I expected.

I thought about it for a while and accepted his proposal.

"But I want to fuck you today."

Gu Yan put out down his fork and looked at me with a smile. Even after saying such vulgar words, he still seemed like a scholar.

I lowered my head and whispered, "Okay."

After finishing my homework for that day, I went into Gu Yan's room and laid myself down on the bed; calmly preparing myself to accept his violation.

Gu Yan didn't seem to be in a hurry. His slender fingers undid the same buttons he did earlier while erotically and slowly caressing me.

"Duan He."

He called my name. His voice was low and full of lust.

And I- I laid in bed and tried to be like a dead body.

Gu Yan kissed me and slowly started to open me.

It hurt, the moment I was entered.

Fortunately, it wasn't the first time, I had long been accustomed to this kind of rough sex. When the pain started to increase, I hugged Gu Yan in confusion.

It was probably because it was the first time I hugged him, but a fleeting flash of surprise appeared in Gu Yan's eyes.

Then, he became even fiercer, and that hard thick thing made me feel as if it was penetrating my whole body.

I hugged him even harder, refusing to let go; immersed and lost in a vortex of pain and desire, I was unable to resist the thrill of this ancient and primal instinct.

Gu Yan stopped and stared at me with a beautiful smile on his lips.

"Move, move..." I gasped and urged him.

"Call me brother and I'll give it to you," Gu Yan licked my ear. It felt wet and greasy.

I couldn't do that, I could only gaze at him pleadingly. He opened the gates of my desire and, like a bad angel, locked it again. I couldn't help but stretch out a hand to soothe that swollen place. But before I could even touch it 1Gu Yan had already captured my hand.

"You mustn't touch this, only brother should make you cum- by fucking you," he said.

But he still didn't move, his penis completely stopped inside my body.

This purposely provocative stimulus almost drove me crazy.

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Notes:

1- It was originally a cupboard instead of a closet, but who puts towels, and pyjamas inside a cupboard? Moreover, a closet will be more in context than a cupboard, so the closet won.
2- Even I am not sure what Gu Yan is saying. Google actually translated this as: 'Don't wear your clothes. I'll take them off, whenever I can take them off,' which makes even less sense, so I did tweak it, but it was for its own good, and it wasn't very important anyway.
3- This is what Wikipedia had to say about China's infamous Gaokao: The National College Entrance Examination (NCEE), commonly known as Gaokao (高考; gāokǎo; 'High[er Education] Exam'), is an academic examination held annually in the People's Republic of China. This standardized test is a prerequisite for entrance into almost all higher education institutions at the undergraduate level. So it's basically the mother of all college entrance exams. The university you will go to will depend on your score. For example, an elitist university will need a score of 650 or 630 and above. While a local provincial university will only need a score of 480 or 530 and above.
4- It was actually an innocent: 'Going to bed,' but isn't really considered vulgar by modern-day standards. So, I tweaked it along with a couple of other dirty words. And while I understand that Duan He is still quite innocent in this regard, I still made some words a bit dirtier, to properly build-up towards a mood.