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Cigarette smoke, perfumes, and the smell of fruity alcoholic beverages fill Wu Suo Wei's nose as he dances and sings on a table in the VIP area of his boyfriend's club.
The same boyfriend who has his eyes on him while smirking with provocation when he gets followed around by a pack of thirsty bitches who don't know their place or who Chi Cheng belongs to now.
Wu Suo Wei's jealousy and possessiveness rages through his body to the beat of the new music that is bassy and sensual but has no lyrics.
His shifu and best friend Jiang Xiao Shuai had taught him to be more confident in himself so he takes a deep breath before he gyrates his hips and starts making up lyrics all about sex.
He spins around and slutly drops to his knees on the table before slowly getting back up as he runs his microphone up his thighs and over his chest.
The scent of smoke and sweat clings to Chi Cheng’s sharp-cut suit, the taste of whisky still burning on his tongue, but it’s the sight in front of him that truly sets him on fire.
Suo Wei on that fucking table, hips rolling like a goddamn porn star, face flushed with alcohol and adrenaline, messy strands of hair sticking to his forehead as he moves like he’s got no shame left in his body. Like he wants to be watched. Like he wants to destroy Chi Cheng’s mind and everyone else’s in the room while he’s at it.
Having Chi Cheng's full focus gives SuoWei a rush of power he never felt before, but also shoots him in the foot as the thirsty whores his boyfriend was keeping at a teasing distance from him start getting bold and laying their dirty hands shamelessly on what is his.
Chi Cheng considered those around him laughable. Pathetic. Reaching for him like they don’t realize they’re trying to touch a man that’s already owned. But he doesn’t shove them off, not yet. He likes the way Wu Suo Wei’s eyes go dark with rage, the way jealousy turns his soft features into something dangerous.
SuoWei has the darkest urge to slap them and break their fingers, but a better idea strikes him. He undoes the top of his shirt at the same time he sways his hips as he steps off the table and starts singing a new possessive lyrics, then he walks towards his boyfriend, who now stood up and was already inches away from him.
Chi Cheng’s cock is already heavy, already swelling thick behind his zipper, and he hasn’t even touched Suo Wei yet.
Wu Suo Wei can hear the insults aimed at his direction as he gyrates against his boyfriend.
He twirls and rubs his ass against Chi Cheng's crotch and goes down between his legs. His next move isn't as sexy as he hoped it would be. As he turns on his feet while squatting and then starts running his hands up his boyfriend's legs.
His breath hitches when Suo Wei presses up against him, grinding that sinful ass into his cock, dragging those teasing little fingers up the insides of his thighs. Chi Cheng growls, his hands twitching, fists clenching with the need to grab, bruise, mark.
"Mine." Wu Suo Wei says claimingly with a smile that could kill as his fingertips touch the buckle of Chi Cheng's belt. The mic prop in his hand acts like a dildo when he presses their lower halves together while getting his fingers hooked in the top of his boyfriend's pants.
There is no resistance as Wu Suo Wei pulls and drags Chi Cheng to an empty couch and shoves him down on it.
He doesn’t fight it. He wants this. Needs to see it. Needs to feel how far Suo Wei is willing to go for him.
"This is my boyfriend bitches!" Wu Suo Wei hisses out as he straddles Chi Cheng's lap, his hands pressing the mic harder into his boyfriend's tented crotch along with the palms of his hands.
Chi Cheng lets out a sharp, vicious laugh as Suo Wei grinds on top of him.
He grabs Suo Wei’s ass with both hands, palms full and fingers biting into the meat of it like he owns it, because he does. Every inch of this bratty, jealous body belongs to him.
"And I'm the only one that gets to do this." He continues in a voice that makes him feel confident and in charge as he bites down on Chi Cheng's mouth until he bleeds.
He sticks his tongue out and then licks at the small drops of blood dripping down his boyfriend's lips. He kisses him as a copper taste fills his mouth and he moans teasingly when he snaps his hips forward.
Chi Cheng goes in for a second kiss, crashing their mouths together in a brutal dance full of teeth and tongue, tasting his own blood in his boyfriend’s mouth and fucking loving it. His hand tangles in Suo Wei’s sweaty hair, yanking his head back.
His cock is rock hard, painful against the front of his pants, and Suo Wei keeps grinding like he’s trying to get them both off right there in public.
“You fucking wreck me,” Chi Cheng growls, dragging his mouth down Suo Wei’s throat, licking the salt and heat off his skin.
"My boyfriend. My Chi Cheng. My Baobei... Mine..all mine, only mine.." Wu Suo Wei moans out over Chi Cheng's lips as he continues to thrust his hips while looking around the club with a glint of fuck with me and find out what happens in his eyes.
Chi Cheng’s hand moves until he's palming his own cock through his pants, grinding Suo Wei down onto it. “God, I love you. My gorgeous little monster. I’ve never wanted you more than I do right now.”
His arms shoot under Suo Wei’s thighs, lifting him off his lap like he weighs nothing.
"I win." Wu Suo Wei says aloud across Chi Cheng's shoulder to gloat and to antagonize everyone else.
Chi Cheng doesn’t even look at the pack of worthless, thirsty hoes still hovering nearby, glaring like their dirty stares could cut through steel. They’re nothing. Not even maggots compared to the fiery little demon in his arms. He doesn’t acknowledge them. Doesn’t speak. Doesn’t care. Let them seethe. Let them choke. He already won and they lost the second Wu Suo Wei looked at him like that.
"Baobei..fuck me.." Wu Suo Wei moans sensually into his boyfriend's ear as he is carried off to someplace more private.
Chi Cheng kicks the bathroom door open and it slams against the tiled wall. A couple of guys glance up, wrong place, wrong time. Chi Cheng growls out “Get the fuck out.”
They scramble like rats.
Hearing his baobei growling at others and then seeing them run away like scared little rats makes Wu Suo Wei giggle between the lazy kisses he was placing on Chi Cheng's neck below his ear.
"Fuck me..." Wu Suo Wei moans out purposefully.
Chi Cheng locks the door behind them with a click, and then turns to his bratty little boyfriend.
He slams him down onto the counter next to the sink, then spins him around.
"Chi Cheng..." Wu Suo Wei pouts out when he gets put down, but his pout turns into a noise of obscene lust as he is manhandled and bent over to look at a glistening wet sink.
Chi Cheng leans in, towering behind him, cock straining against his open fly as he grinds it against Suo Wei’s ass.
“I’m gonna get inside you now. Right here. Right fucking now.” His teeth sink into the curve of Suo Wei’s shoulder, hard enough to leave bruises. “I’m gonna split you open over this fucking sink and you are going to scream loud enough so that everyone can hear and know what we are doing in here.”
"Yes... please...make me scream..Chi Cheng.." Wu Suo Wei whimpers out in want as the alcohol in his system makes him desperate to be fucked until he's crying.
His fingers yank Suo Wei’s pants down like they offend him, dragging them over his thighs until they hang off one ankle. Chi Cheng grabs his ass, spreading him open without a shred of gentleness, spitting between his cheeks before rubbing it in with two fingers.
Wu Suo Wei grabs the handles of the sink to keep himself from throwing his ass back as he is spread open, spat on, and lubed up.
"Look at yourself,” he growls, eyes locked with Suo Wei’s in the mirror, one hand in his hair, forcing his gaze forward.
Wu Suo Wei's cock jumps as he is brought up by his hair to look how debauched he looks bent over, and spread open above a public bathroom sink.
“Look at what you do to me.” Chi Cheng shoves his pants just far enough down to free his cock and drags the blunt head along Suo Wei’s entrance, not pressing it in yet.
A loud, whine so full of lust leaves Wu Suo Wei's mouth as he gets a good eyeful of his boyfriend's entire cock, and feels it tease his spit lubed rim.
Chi Cheng's patience was running out, every second he wasn’t inside him felt like a fucking eternity. He couldn’t be bothered with dragging this out, with prepping him slow and careful like he might’ve planned. His eyes flicked to the side, knowing there was no lube, so he wasn’t about to waste time hunting for it.
"You can fuck me now...I'll scream even louder for you..." Wu Suo Wei says as he sees his boyfriend looking for lube to make this gentler on him. But the alcohol in him and the power he feels from getting his man this worked up make him want things he normally would avoid.
Chi Cheng shifted his hips, feeling the slickness of his own precum already leaking from his tip as he stroked himself briefly, mixing it with a quick spit into his hand, rubbing it over his length. It was messy but it’d have to do.
Wu Suo Wei decides to be good and not touch himself though he wants to.
He leaned down as he muttered, “Weiwei. You’re gonna have to take it like this.” His voice was rough.
Wu Suo Wei gets a little bit nervous as he hears he is about to get fucked. They have done it many times before but this felt different.
He saw the flicker of nerves in Suo Wei’s eyes, but he was already moving, sliding two fingers into him again, quick and rough, just enough to open him up a fraction.
He didn’t linger, barely a few thrusts before he was pulling them out, his focus already shifting. He was too damn eager, his cock throbbing as he lined himself up behind him, the head pressing against Suo Wei’s tight entrance, slick with spit and his own precum.
He gripped his hips, pulling him back slightly to angle him just right, one hand sliding to his chin, forcing his head to turn so he was looking straight at their reflection. “Watch, little monster,” he growled low as he held his gaze through the mirror.
“See how I’m gonna take you. See how fucking good you look when I’m inside you.” His other hand tightened on Suo Wei’s hip, keeping him steady as he started to push in, slow at first but relentless, feeling the tight resistance give way bit by bit. The stretch was obvious, and he watched Suo Wei’s face in the mirror until he was buried to the hilt.
"Baobei I look so good with your cock in me!" Wu Suo Wei shouts to be heard by the whole club as he gets stretched open. His face dances with emotions and needs as Chi Cheng's bottoms out.
“Fuck, you’re tight,” he rasped, his breath ragged as he paused for just a second, letting Suo Wei adjust but barely holding himself back. His hips twitched with the urge to move, and he leaned closer, his chest brushing Suo Wei’s back as he kept his face angled toward the mirror.
Pleased with the compliment about his body, Wu Suo Wei smiles as he adjusts to being full. He can feel his boyfriend's desire to move as he puts some of his weight over his back.
“Everyone should hear how you sound right now,” Chi Cheng muttered against his ear.
"They'll hear me."
“Let them hear you take me. Don’t hold back.” Chi Cheng demands.
"I'll let them hear me, and I won't hold back." SuoWei repeats.
He pulled out slightly, just enough to make him feel the drag, before thrusting back in, harder this time, setting a rough pace. His grip on Suo Wei’s chin was firm so he couldn’t look away from the mirror, forced to watch every thrust, every expression on his own face as Chi Cheng claimed him.
"CHI CHENG!!!!!" SuoWei screams as he is taken apart for being a little monster. He doesn't stop screaming in pleasure as he looks at himself getting thoroughly fucked and claimed by his man.
His other hand slid from Suo Wei’s hip to his lower back, pressing down to arch him just right, making sure he felt every damn inch of Chi Cheng as he drove into him. The slickness of spit and precum eased the way, but it was still raw and Chi Cheng could feel him clenching around him, his body struggling to keep up with the pace he was setting.
Wu Suo Wei's body shakes with the harshness of his boyfriend's thrusts and his rim flexes open and closes rapidly, unable to decide if he should be tight or loose.
Chi Cheng didn’t slow down, though. His breath came in sharp pants, and he growled low, “Look at that, Weiwei. Look at us.” His words were heavy but not overbearing, just enough to stoke the heat between them as he kept moving, watching Suo Wei’s reflection twist with every thrust, making sure he saw and felt every second of being taken.
"I'm looking, baobei....I see us, and we're perfect." Wu Suo Wei says his voice is low and a little rough from screaming through every moment of his pleasure as he keeps his teary eyes on the two of them in the mirror.
"Fuck me until I cum untouched... you are mine and I'm yours, and I want to cum only for you, by only being used by you...so please baobei... keep fucking me hard...." Wu Suo Wei begs as he tightens his hold on the sink handles and braces to be taken longer and harder until the club rings with his orgasmic screams.