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The normally sleek atmosphere of HS Group corporate office buzzed with a festive energy, a stark contrast to the usual corporate calmness. Dim lights cast a warm glow over the decorated space, cobwebs draped from the ceiling and pumpkin lanterns flicker playfully on tables. The meeting room turned party space echoed with the soft murmur of laughter and chatter, mingling with the faint Halloween themed music that played overhead.
Gao Tu stood in front of the window, watching the city skyline shimmer under the twilight. He adjusted his fluffy white ears perched on his head, the costume a stark departure from his usual polished suits. The white button up shirt he wore was adorned with a cute pink bow tie, the color perfectly matching the center of the ears he wore. His pants were a simple white pair of slacks, and casual white sneakers on his feet. The white button up was slightly flowy and just barely see through, a choice that left him feeling a bit vunerable yet oddly exhilarated.
As employees mingle in various costumes, varying from ghouls and witches to superheros, he felt a flutter of nerves. He had spent the last hour trying to shake off the anxiety that bubbled beneath the surface. Tonight, he wasn’t just a secretary; he was a bunny in an office full of wolves.
“Secretary Gao! You look so cute!” A bright voice broke through his thoughts, and he turned to see a female coworker he didn’t recognize. She was dressed as a fairy, her sparkly wings fluttering as she moved toward him. “I love your bunny costume! It really suits you. You’re really quiet like one.”
Gao Tu felt his cheeks heat up and he managed a shy smile. “Thank you, I wasn’t sure about it but it’s… fun.” She giggled, her eyes sparkling with mischief. “You should totally embrace it! Imagine all the attention you’ll get. I mean, who wouldn’t love to take a little bunny home?”
Just as he opened his mouth to respond, a shift in the atmosphere drew his gaze. The room seemed to still and he felt a ripple of anticipation as President Shen entered, a wolf among the crowd. He exuded an air of commanding authority that turned heads in the office, conversations stilled. His perfectly tailored ensemble accentuated his powerful presence, sleek lines that put emphasis on his athletic frame. The wolf ears perched on his head added a playful twist to his usual intimidating aura.
Both of their eyes widened as Gao Tu and his coworker caught sight of Wenlang, her playful demeanor shifting to one of admiration. “Ooh, looks like you have an audience,” she whispered with a teasing grin.
Gao Tu swallowed hard, his heart racing as Wenlang’s sharp eyes landed on him. A sly smile curled at the corners of Wenlang’s lips, sending a rush of heat to Gao Tu’s cheeks. The tension thrummed between them, leaving him feel like prey in the eyes of a predator.
“Bunny,” Wenlang called, his voice smooth and low as he drew closer. “You look… adorable.” He had a teasing grin on his face, but his eyes appeared dark. Gao Tu felt his pulse quicken as he fought to maintain composure. “Thank you, President Shen. You make a very convincing wolf.”
Wenlang chuckled, the sound rich and deep. It sent a thrill of anticipation through Gao Tu. “Careful, little bunny. You never know when the wolf might decide to hunt.” Gao Tu’s breath hitched, the playful edge in Wenlang’s tone igniting a feeling of excitement in him. The night was just beginning but he already felt in over his head.
He tried to steady his nerves, putting on a polite smile. He clasped his hands together, fingers fidgeting with the soft fabric of his shirt. “I’ll make sure to stay on guard, President Shen.” He managed, though his voice sounded far too breathless to his own ears.
Wenlang’s gaze lingered on him, the wolfish grin never faltering. “See that you do,” he murmured then turned to greet another group of employees, though not before letting his hand rest, for just a moment, on Gao Tu’s shoulder. The touch was miniscule, but it sparked a line of heat down Gao Tu’s back.
The crowd shifted, drawing Wenlang away, leaving Gao Tu standing in the afterglow of that brief contact. His coworker slid back to his side, eyes wide with mischief. “He’s in character tonight, huh?” she whispered, glancing after Wenlang. “You two should have entered the costume contest together.”
Gao Tu gave a tight laugh, his heart still pounding. The wolf’s words kept replaying in his head. All around the party swelled, music and laughter, the scent of the autumn treats… but all he could sense was Wenlang somewhere close, observing him.
A burst of laughter and clinking glasses drew his attention to the center of the room, where someone clapped their hands to get everyone’s attention. “all right everyone! It’s time for our annual Halloween Hide-and-Seek challenge!” Cheers erupted through the room as she explained the simple rules: The office would be divided, half as hiders and half seekers. The lights would be dimmed to almost completely dark, and hiders would have five minutes to find a spot before the seekers began their hunt.
As the groups were called, Gao Tu heard his own name in the “hiders” list. His heart beat harder, both from nerves and anticipation. He shot a quick glance across the crowd at Wenlang, who was already grinning, his wolf ears tipped just so and his eyes alight with a hungry kind of amusement. “Good luck, bunny,” he mouthed, just for Gao Tu.
The countdown began.
Gao Tu slipped into the shadowed corridors, the office transformed by flickering lights and eerie decorations. He ducked into a small alcove near the copy room, heart hammering and his ears straining for every sound. The soft feeling of his bunny tail against the wall reminded him of his own ridiculousness, but also how exposed he felt, how easy it would be to be found.
The game began. Footsteps echoed down the hallway, slow and deliberate… a predator’s tread. Gao Tu pressed himself against the wall, barely daring to breathe. Through the crack of the doorway, he could see Wenlang’s silhouette moving with unhurried confidence, pausing now and then as if scenting the air.
Gao Tu felt his pulse roaring in his ears. It was too easy to forget this was just a game and not the real thing; a rabbit cornered, eyes wide, hunted by a wolf. For a moment, Gao Tu was nothing but instinct and adrenaline, every sense straining to detect the danger – Wenlang.
His footsteps grew nearere. Gao Tu squeezed his eyes shut, caught between the terror of being discovered and the desperate shameful wish to be found. The handle of the door rattled. Silence stretched. He held his breath, barely exhaling, every nerve alight.
Then with a low chuckle that echoed in the shadows, Wenlang called quietly. “Come out little bunny, I can smell you.”
Gao Tu’s breath hitched as his voice curled through the dark room. He pressed himself deeper into the shadows, heart pounding. For a few precious seconds, silence reigned. Then, the handle turned and the door creaked open with a soft groan.
The dim lights barely illuminated the wolfish silhouette. Wenlang stepped into the small room, eyes glinting with predatory certainty. He moved with unhurried confidence, every step deliberate as he savored the tension. Gao Tu’s muscles rippled, screaming at him to run. He darted from his alcove, the fluff of his bunny tail bouncing as he slipped out the door and into the corridor. Carpet muffled his footsteps, but every sound felt thunderous to his own ears.
Behind him, Wenlang laughed – a low and hungry sound. “run, little bunny.”
Gao Tu fled down the hall, weaving past stacks of boxes and Halloween decorations, heart racing so fast he felt dizzy. Shadows flickered along the walls as he ducked into the break room, crouching behind the vending machine, his breath coming in shallow pants. The scent of Wenlang’s cologne seemed everywhere, sharp and undeniable.
He let out a scared whimper, truly feeling like a trapped bunny with a wolf on his trail. He peeked out behind the machine, at the far end of the hall, Wenlang prowled, unhurried and certain. Their eyes met across the stretch of darkness, wolf and rabbit. Predator and prey. Wenlang tilted his head, lips parted in a slow knowing smile.
Gao Tu’s legs trembled. He pressed his hand to his chest, trying to calm his frantic heartbeat but it was no use; he was utterly exposed, every sense locked onto the approaching danger. Wenlang moved again, circling. Cutting off escape routes. His presence felt terrifying. Gao Tu darted for the conference room across the hall, desperate for cover, the sound of the hunt ringing in his ears. He almost made it… almost. But a strong arm seized him around the waist and spun lifted him in the air.
“Caught you,” Wenlang murmured, voice a deep growl against his ear. Gao Tu shivered, pinned between the wall and the wolf, breathless and trembling.
Gao Tu’s back was pressed against the cool wall, Wenlang’s breath hot against his cheek. The world shrank to the pounding in his chest and the burning hunger in his wolf’s eyes. Wenlang’s hands slipped down, fingers curling around his chin, forcing him to meet his gaze. “Such a good little bunny,” his voice was low and rough, the words sending a shiver through Gao Tu’s body.
He pressed closer, trapping Gao Tu between his hard body and the wall. The wolf’s strength felt overwhelming and impossible to resist. Wenlang’s mouth brushed Gao Tu’s ear, teeth grazing the soft flesh as he whispered, “I won, where’s my prize?”
Gao Tu’s breath came in shaky, desperate gasps. Every last bit of composure was stripped from him. He bared his neck in surrender, pulse thrumming with anticipation and fear. Wenlang wasted no time, his lips descended onto the pale stretch of neck and sucked hungrily, his teeth grazing the soft flesh before they sink into it roughly, causing a soft whine to escape Gao Tu’s mouth.
Wenlang wasted no time. He spun Gao Tu around and lowered him to the floor, the plush carpet muffling the impact. Gao Tu trembled, feeling every movement, every. Brush of Wenlang’s hands as they roamed his body. They were anything but gentle as they pressed him into the carpet, pinning him with a knee between his thighs. Gao Tu gasped, fingers curling helplessly into the floor, the wolf’s weight and heat washing over him, causing him to tremble.
Wenlang’s voice was deep in his ear. “You ran so well…” his hands moved over GaoTu’s hips, bunching up the white curve of his shirt, exposing his back to the chill of the air and the heat of Wenlang’s gaze. “But every rabbit always gets caught.”
His hands moved and roughly ripped Gao Tu’s pants down, exposing his bare ass and the white fluffy butt plug seated between his cheeks. A low, delighted sound escape Wenlang as his fingers brushed over the fluffy plug stretching Gao Tu open. He froze, breath stalling.
“Ooh…” Wenlang’s voice dripped with satisfaction. He traced the plug’s base, twisting it with deliberate slowness. “You wore this for me?” The question was a possessive taunt.
Gao Tu could only nod, the flush burning all the way to his ears. “Yes… for you.” The admission was a quiet whimper, humiliating yet thrilling.
Wenlang laughed, a sound full of wicked promise. “Good bunny.” With agonizing patience, he tugged at the plug, twisting and pulling until it finally slipped free with a wet sound. Gao Tu shuddered, the sudden emptiness making him clench down desperately.
Without warning, Wenlang pressed his fingers in deeply, scissoring them and spreading his hole roughly, testing the looseness and heat. He leaned in, inhaling the musk of want and fear and submission. “So wet for me already,” he murmured, biting down lightly on his shoulder as he worked him open, two fingers, then three, in and out relentlessly.
Gao Tu rocked against the touch, panting, his whole body reduced to sensation. He felt on fire, alive. He felt the hot head of Wenlang’s cock, freed from the tailored pants, it pressed against his thigh and felt so close yet so far.
“Beg for it.” Wenlang commanded, slapping it roughly against Gao Tu’s bare thigh. “let me hear you.”
“Please,” Gao Tu gasped, desperation raw in his throat. “Please, Alpha. want you—need you.”
That word seemed to snap the last of Wenlang’s restraint. He lined himself up and slammed in with a single brutal thrust, stretching Gao Tu wide, filling in one claiming motion. Gao Tu’s mouth opened as he cried out silently, the sudden pain and pleasure crashing over him, his body arching back, wanting more.
Wenlang fucked him hard, relelntlessly. His hands gripped Gao Tu’s hips, nails digging bruises into his skin. The office faded into nothing, there was only the primal rhythm of being hunted and claimed. “Mine,” Wenlang growled, teeth at Gao Tu’s neck as he thrust deeper, harder, pushing Gao Tu to the edge with every brutal stroke. “Say it.”
“Yours,” Gao Tu choked, body shaking with need, tears streaking his flaming face. He felt dizzy with surrender. “Yours, Alpha, only yours.”
Wenlang’s pace grew wild, animalistic as he slammed into Gao Tu over and over, bruising Gao Tu’s prostate until Gao Tu finally shattered, coming with a desperate keening cry as his hands struggled for purchase on the carpeted floor. Wenlang followed, spilling inside with a last, possessive growl, collapsing atop Gao Tu, their bodies sweat slicked and tangled.
For a long moment, Gao Tu lay there, claimed and breathless, the growl of the wolf still echoing in his bones