Pain fetish

Chapter 8 The Unexpected Incident

"If you can't forget that person, we will never have any results."

Qi Han left these words and went upstairs.

It took him only one cigarette to put away all his embarrassment, and he returned to his decent, decisive appearance of a gentleman.

The youngest president of the chamber of commerce in Beijing, only 10% of the 3S-level alphas in the world, the pheromone is even rarer white platycodon, he is a real high-ranking man, the proud son of heaven for whom countless people are fascinated, and the gap with Fu Ge is as big as cloud mud.

Qi Han's eyes became more indifferent than when they met just now, as if he had made a decision and had to pose accordingly.

He would go home every day, but he would not say a word to Fu Ge, nor would he refuse Fu Ge when he posted it secretly, and there was a sense of indifference and gentleness all over his body.

He would turn down the meal after seeing Fu Ge enter the kitchen, and then wait at the dining table, no matter how unpalatable the dark dishes were, he would eat them all, as if he cherished every time he ate it.

He canceled nighttime activities, and sat in the living room after dinner, legs crossed, reading some picture books in English or German by the night light.

Alpha's voice is very low, soft and hoarse, reminiscent of the rainy Paris and the beer-smelling streets of Germany. This voice is a good medicine to cure Fu Ge's nightmare.

Fu Ge likes to sit on the thick plush carpet, sink into the soft sofa, listen to the picture book and observe Qi Han's eyebrows and eyes little by little.

But he always falls asleep, and when he wakes up, his head is resting on Qi Han's lap at some point, and occasionally he will be hugged to the bed.

At this time, Fu Ge would try his best to keep him.

Unbutton his pajamas, make some shameful movements, pinch the corner of his clothes with his fingertips, or kneel on the bed, and kiss his palm very reverently.

"Sir, shall we do it once? I'm . . . longing for you."

Qi Han pulled out the corner of his clothes, his dark eyes flashed with loneliness, "Impossible."

Fu Ge pursed his lips, his voice was sticky and hoarse: "Then can you stay in my room and sleep? I've already warmed up the quilt."

"No." Qi Han said the same thing.

Fu Ge was about to cry, his small crying voice was very clear in the darkness: "Then can...can you give me a hug, please...will you love me.... ..”

Qi Han turned his head, his voice trembling: "Go to sleep."

After that night, he never went home again, as if he was refusing Fu Ge's courtship with his own words, and waited for the trial as if desperate.

There is only one person left in the huge house who does not belong here, waiting for the owner to patronize dutifully.

A fresh start to the second week, the doorbell rang.

At that moment, Fu Ge thought he was hallucinating, he rushed out of the bedroom as fast as he could, but when he opened the door full of hope, what he saw was not Qi Han, but an old servant.

"Hello, Young Master Fu, I am Mr. Qi's housekeeper. I will take care of you for the next week. You can call me Uncle Gu." The housekeeper said respectfully.

Fu Ge pursed his mouth tightly, his shoulders slumped, like a puppy abandoned by its owner, looking into the distance with lowered brows and drooping ears.

"Hi Uncle Gu, what are you busy with, sir?"

"Mr. has entered the susceptible period. He is now in the isolation room and will not be able to return until a week later."

"The susceptibility period..." Fu Ge murmured and repeated these words, "But I remember that many years ago, Zhongke Pharmaceutical developed a new powerful inhibitor for alpha, which can be used in 5 Dispelling the combined heat of the susceptible period within minutes, why didn't Mister—"

"Master Fu!" The housekeeper interrupted him sharply, and shook his head after seeing his ignorant and bewildered face, as if helplessly: "Sir, he is allergic to inhibitors, as well as Zhongke Pharmaceutical. Remember not to mention it in front of him, don't make him angry."

The housekeeper said with a smile, "However, Zhongke Pharmaceutical has been in decline for more than five years, and now few young people know about it, Master Fu..."

"It seems... because their chairman happened to be in the same family as me, so he took a second look when the news came out."

The butler nodded and didn't ask any more questions.

"A 3S-level alpha is allergic to inhibitors, so how did you get over the susceptibility period...?"

The housekeeper was stunned for a moment, "I can only endure it hard..." He raised his eyes, looked at the locked room on the second floor, and said, "That room was just used last month, and it might smell like blood if you go in now." It wasn't clean."

Fu Ge looked over in disbelief, and even lowered his voice very softly, "Could it be that Mr. will... self-mutilate inside?"

"It's all routine."

The housekeeper sighed, "When the pain is extreme, there is no other good way except to use pain to divert attention. Sir, he used tableware, pens, and broken glasses, and later took away all the things in the room. When he went crazy, he I punched the lamp post with a fist, and the skin on the back of my hand was lifted off, and blood dripped down in strings."

Fu Ge's heart ached so badly, he grabbed the pillow tightly with his fingers, "Mr. has suffered, but...hasn't he ever had his favorite omega?"

The butler glanced at him, and Fu Ge turned his head with red ears, "Uncle Gu, don't get me wrong, I don't want to inquire about anything, I don't have the qualifications."

The housekeeper smiled knowingly, "I don't know about the private affairs of the master's family, but even if there are, I probably wouldn't be willing to bring them back. Mister is always very fierce during the susceptible period."

The smile froze, and Fu Ge's heart seemed to be stabbed, "Yes, if you really love him, how could you be willing to torture him during the susceptible period?"

"That's not true, it's because the husband will lose control after he enters the susceptible period, he will become mentally disordered, and he will go crazy and become unrecognizable. That's why I came to remind Master Fu, don't approach him at this time, he will eat a lot Bitter."

Fu Ge is not very afraid, "Will you go crazy when you enter the susceptible period?"

"Well... nine out of ten, it will be more serious when stimulated."

"Why is this so?"

"Oh, it's all the sins I suffered when I was a child."

Some pictures flashed in Fu Ge's head, and his heart was sour.

Although Qi Han's susceptibility period is painful, but fortunately, it doesn't last long, and it will end within three days at most.

As soon as he left the isolation room on his front foot, he received a call from the police on his back foot, saying that gangsters had broken into his house and injured someone.

That was the fastest time for Qi Han to go home. It took only 15 minutes to drive for more than half an hour. After entering the door, he bypassed the police and walked quickly to Uncle Gu and Fu Ge.

"Sir, I didn't protect Young Master Fu well enough to hurt him—"

"Okay." Qi Han raised his hand, then knelt down on one knee in front of Fu Ge, and helped him stroke the long hair beside his ear, "Xiao Ge, how are you?"

Fu Ge's shoulders trembled, and he raised his eyes as if waking up from a dream. The moment he saw Qi Han, tears rolled down his face, and he threw himself into his arms eagerly and aggrieved.

"Sir, you are finally back..."

"Okay, it's all right." Qi Han hugged him horizontally, his eyes glanced at the murder weapon seized by the police, it was a sharp long knife, and it was stained with blood.

His face turned cold immediately, his face sank like water, and he took a few deep breaths to stabilize his emotions. His mind was full of the scene of Fu Ge with a knife stuck in his chest and his body covered in blood.

"President Qi, we haven't identified the suspect yet." The policeman said, "We still need this young master to help us make a record."

Fu Ge huddled in his arms a little uncomfortable, "Mister, please let me down."

Qi Han glanced at him before his legs moved, "Stay well."

"No need for him, tomorrow I will personally bring someone over to assist you in the investigation."

The policeman was a little embarrassed: "You mean it's private? How do you plan to deal with these suspects, Chairman Qi?"

Qi Han raised his head, a wave of ruthless hostility rushed towards his face like a wolf like a tiger, and the strength of the long-standing superior did not restrain himself, "It depends on whether they came in with a knife because they wanted to do something to my people. what."

He had always been happy and angry, but he gritted his teeth and showed his hatred when he said the word "my person". Fu Ge listened and hugged him closer.

The police didn't stay at home for long, Uncle Gu came up to notify them to leave as soon as Fu Singer's injuries were treated.

"Okay, go down and rest too, I'm frightened."

Qi Han was lowering his head to tie the gauze. His hair was messed up on the way back, and now it was hanging casually on his forehead. Fu Ge's eyes never left his face. How do you like it.

"Haven't you seen enough?" Qi Han raised his eyelids.

"Sir is handsome tonight."

He has said this before, Qi Han reprimanded him for his rhetoric, but today he stopped his movements and raised his head to stare at him intently.

"What... what's wrong?"

"Tired?"

Fu Ge was stunned, and said, "I won't be sleepy when I'm by your side."

As soon as he finished speaking, he was pushed onto the bed, and Qi Han directly tore off his pants and jumped on him.

Fu Ge's eyes were wide open, his breathing was stagnant, "Are you going to..."

"Do it once." Qi Han said.

The residual heat of the susceptibility period still remained in his body, and the fear in his heart would be infinitely magnified, so he could only use this practical method to make sure that he was still safe.

Fu Ge's eye circles turned red when he touched them, and the eye sockets were filled with fine water. He asked hoarsely, "Is this a charity after being frightened..."

Qi Han picked up his waist, and when he bent over, he didn't hide his alpha aggressiveness, "Xiao Ge, you are the one who gave me alms."

Fu Ge raised his neck to give him kisses and bites, and sacrificed the most vulnerable places in front of him. He wished he could get wet all over his body, and it would be painful to convulse.

"Sir..." He licked Qi Han's Adam's apple like a cat, and said boldly, "Then can I give you alms twice?"

Qi Han panted heavily, restraining his impulse, "Not enough time, it's 1 o'clock."

"But there are still six hours before daybreak."

"En." Qi Han lowered his waist, tensed his jaw, and let out a deep sigh, "It's only enough for one time."

They have each longed for this love affair for far too long.

Fu Ge begged for two months, Qi Han waited for five years.

He is like a criminal who has been sentenced to death with a reprieve, and there is no tenderness in his actions, as if he is doing this as the last time, enjoying the last carnival while fearing that his head will fall.

The beta cannot be marked, so he leaves bite marks anywhere on the human body, the nape of the neck, wrists, chest, sides, heels, and ankles.

Fu Ge's whole body was covered by pheromones, and he couldn't lift a bit of strength from his body. He was so painful that he convulsed, he couldn't hold Qi Han in pain, and he passed out several times and was woken up in the same way. He was drenched in pleasure , Desperate to live and die.

He was completely lost at the last moment, he couldn't even catch his breath, his fingernails dug deep into Qi Han's back, and he begged for mercy sharply and thinly: "Ah Han... let me go, let me go... …”

Qi Han suddenly went crazy, he pressed his big hand on his waist, and his scarlet eyes dug into the human flesh, "What did you call me? What did you call me!"

"Sir——" Fu Ge's back was shaking with pain, and he fainted again after shouting "Sir" desperately.

It was five o'clock in the morning when I woke up.

Qi Han had just helped him take a bath, put him under the quilt, and kissed his instep lightly, "Are you okay?"

Fu Ge sniffed and wanted to raise his hand to touch him, but his arm had no strength at all, "I can't move anymore."

"Just wake up."

Fu Ge huddled into his arms, tapped his Adam's apple with his fingers, with a sticky and obsessive voice: "Sir, you were too fierce just now..."

"Don't like it?"

Fu Ge half-closed his eyes, and rubbed his chin like a kitten, "Let's not talk about it yet."

"Don't you smoke, sir?" He reached down to touch the man's hand.

Qi Han looked down at him, "Want it?"

"Well...you haven't given it to me for almost a month..."

With a kiss between his eyebrows, Qi Han got up to look for cigarettes.

He was naked to the waist, sitting on the head of the bed, the dim night light was shining on his broad shoulders, his rough muscles shrugged and fell with the movement of raising his hand to smoke, there was a kind of indescribable sexiness.

Fu Ge couldn't help it anymore, "Sir, don't finish smoking."

Qi Han smiled, "Don't worry, it's yours."

He turned around, knelt down next to Fu Ge's head with one leg, his hand holding the cigarette casually hanging down, his eyes dimmed by the light lingered inch by inch over the hickey marks all over Little Beta's body, and asked, "Where?"

Fu Ge pointed to the root of his thigh, where there was a bright red tooth mark.

But Qi Han hesitated.

He looked at the wound, looked at the cigarette in his hand, and suddenly felt that this was not making Fu Ge happy, but creating more debts for himself.

"Try something else," he said.

Fu Ge said "Huh?" Before he could react, he saw Qi Han take a deep breath of the cigarette, and then pressed the hot spark on his collarbone without extinguishing it.

"Don't!" Fu Ge yelled, and staggered forward, "No, Mr. Don't, don't be like this..."

He desperately snatched the cigarette, and when he saw the scorched red circular scar, he burst into tears, "Sir... what are you doing..."

Qi Han would usually crush the cigarette on his body with his fingers, and then shake it a few times to make sure that only Yu Wen was left to do it, but this time he pressed the burning sparks to himself.

"Analgesia first, ice pack, I'll get an ice pack..." Fu Ge was so anxious that he didn't even dare to touch him, but Qi Han grabbed his hand and pressed it on his wound, "Does it hurt? Little Song, do you feel pain?"

Fu Ge cried and nodded, then shook his head helplessly, "It hurts...I hurt so much...It hurts more than a cigarette butt burns my body, please don't do this...You don't like this... ..."

It is obviously him who is addicted to pain, while Qi Han only feels physical pain.

"Will you still feel sorry for me in the future?" Qi Han pinched his chin and asked in a bewildered way: "And cooking, listening to me reading picture books, and when I get home, will you still do these things?"

"Yes, yes, I love you, I will always do it with you..."

"Okay, that's for sure."

Qi Han picked up the phone and showed him the page that was being recorded. Yin Hong's eyes were full of madness and viciousness: "Keep the bottom line. If brother can't do it again this time, I will definitely not let you go."

"what did you say?"

"It's okay." Qi Han laughed again, "Go to sleep."

The tenderness didn't last long, Qi Han was called away by a phone call just as soon as he lay down.

"Sorry, I need to go there right away." He kissed Fu Ge on the forehead, "Sleep a little longer, eat something light today."

Fu Ge narrowed his eyes and wished him success in his work, but he couldn't fall asleep when he was lying on the bed alone.

He got up, without shoes, and walked barefoot to the clothes hanger, took off the suit that Qi Han took off last night and hadn't had time to change it, held it in his arms and smelled it.

The high-definition fabric felt soft to the touch. Fu Ge rubbed it inch by inch with the tip of his nose, but bumped into a hard mass in the pocket of his suit.

He took it out and saw that all the blood in his body was drained instantly.

It was a navy blue ribbon with a prayer wheel hanging on it, and two men's diamond rings that were all too familiar.

Same as in the dream.

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7 Brother Han, your days are over (???????)

I'm starting to get excited! ! !