Pain Fetish

The end of spring was the busiest time for the Chamber of Commerce.

The proposal to reduce prices of inhibitors had entered the final stage. The bidding session for the right to sell had just ended, and the price fixing of electronic products and family planning supplies would start soon. Qi Han was so busy every day that his feet barely touched the ground.

Since he had breakfast with Fu Ge the next day after the registration, he wasn’t able to make much time to go to the Academy of Fine Arts to accompany the little Beta.

Every day, he would pick up his mate at the door of the school as soon as he arrived at five o’clock, and then go to the national school class to pick up Ah Jue. The family of three would have a simple dinner outside and come home to take a bath and watch Spongebob SquarePants.

When it was time to fall asleep, both babies would be sent to the master bedroom.

Qi Han would take them into the custom-made bird’s nest the size of a bed, turn on the night light, light the incense, swing the swing and softly read a couple of German picture books to coax them to sleep.

Fu Ge would turn on his side and hug Xiao Jue, while Qi Han would also lie on his side and embrace them both. The pheromones of white bellflower and the tranquilising scent of incense complemented each other so well that the two babies would soon close their eyes and yawn, and when they fell asleep, they would subconsciously grab the corner of Qi Han’s clothes.

The two “fledglings”, one big and one small, were very well-behaved and were also very attached to him.

This was Qi Han’s happiest moment after a busy day, and nothing could be better than to have them sleep in his arms for the rest of his life.

After working overtime for two weeks in a row, even an iron man wouldn’t be able to bear it.

After finally managing to wait for Chen Xing to return to his post after the long vacation, Qi Han threw all the work at hand to him and went home to hug the sleeping Fu Ge to make up for his sleep.

He fell asleep at three in the morning and was still asleep at nine. Fu Ge felt distressed that he was so tired and didn’t call him. After making breakfast, he took Ah Jue to school. 

It was half past ten when Qi Han woke up, and the sunlight shone on his face warmly through the floor-to-ceiling windows, so comfortable that he didn’t want to move.

He persuaded himself to get up, took a few bites of breakfast, and then went into the kitchen to work hard. He arrived at the Academy just in time for school break at noon, carrying two large insulation buckets in his hands.

The little Beta was in the studio with his classmates.

He was wearing a sweater and overalls, sitting casually on a small stool, and on the easel in front of him was his homework for the class.

Qi Han couldn’t see the content of the painting from his point of view. He could only see that Fu Ge’s face was accidentally stained with some paint. The location was particularly coincidental, the tip of his nose and both of his cheeks. He raised his head like a little striped cat that had overturned a paint bucket.

He probably didn’t know it yet. He was listening to the teacher’s lecture intently, frowning slightly, his appearance cool and cute.

Qi Han looked at him amused and couldn’t resist taking out his mobile phone and taking several pictures, thinking how Fu Ge would always get paint all over his face whenever he painted.

As he was taking pictures in the corner of the corridor, a few boys carrying bubble tea came over. They were very tall and wore sportswear, not studying art at first glance.

They stopped outside the classroom, looked in sneakily, and chatted while looking: “Hey, how many glasses had you already brought? Did he ever accept it?”

“No, I brought more than ten glasses, and all of them were rejected. I also asked Senior Sister to help me send movie tickets and concert tickets, but he didn’t take them.”

“Tsk, really so beautiful, and so hard to chase.”

“I heard that he is an exchange student, so he won’t stay long, right?”

Another boy guessed: “Maybe he already has someone? Who wasn’t rejected by him in person? Fu Ge himself said that he had a boyfriend.”

Qi Han blinked, put away his phone, leaned against the wall, turned his head and listened to them continue: “He said that and you believe it? If he really had someone, how could that person not show up for so long? Obviously, it was just to reject…”

The voice suddenly dropped the moment the boy met Qi Han’s eyes, and the last few words were so quiet that there was almost no sound.

Qi Han’s eyes only stayed on him for a second and then moved away, and there was no extra expression on his cold face.

The boy inexplicably felt a chill in his heart, and all the hairs on his body stood up. Thinking that he was too noisy, he quickly stretched out his hand and slapped the idiot who was still talking next to him, “Okay, stop talking! Class will be over soon.”

The teacher in this class was a middle-aged professor, knowledgeable and giving lively lectures. The only bad thing was that he liked to drag out the class and always took up a few minutes between classes to blabber on.

As soon as the bell rang after class, the classroom immediately began to get noisy. The teacher was still gesticulating, talking eloquently, while the students looked out impatiently. Fu Ge also raised his head and at a glance saw Qi Han standing in the crowd of people.

It couldn’t be helped, he was too eye-catching.

Dressed in a black windbreaker and wearing a Bluetooth headset, with his wide shoulders like a mountain, his thin lips tightly compressed into a bone-cutting line, he was already aggressive even when he was not talking, and when he raised his eyes carelessly and looked over, his strong, fierce aura was instantly bursting with hormones.

The boy who had stunned Fu Ge at the age of eighteen was still dazzling after five years.

Fu Ge couldn’t take his eyes away from his face. The teacher’s long-winded, toneless speech suddenly became a background sound. They looked at each other from far away over the noisy crowd, and Qi Han made a gesture: pick you up from school.

Fu Ge tapped his head with a grimace: sealed.

The next second he was coincidentally named by the teacher: “Hey, Student Fu, be careful not to break your neck, is the view outside the door that good?”

As soon as these words came out, the studio immediately burst into laughter, but the little Beta wasn’t embarrassed, winking at Qi Han.

Some good-natured student who enjoyed the show shouted, “Teacher! It’s the view inside the door that looks good!”

They were all in the same class and had all gotten acquainted over the past few days. As long as Fu Ge was in class, the gang of suitors was waiting outside the door, so the teacher and other students were taking it for granted.

“I know Student Fu usually listens to classes quite well, why does he keep looking out today?” The teacher raised his glasses as he said that, glanced out, and was happy, “There are people waiting again, that’s not good, these handsome boys are much better looking than me, how can students listen to my lecture when they are all looking out?”

He pushed down his glasses and walked to the door, beckoned Qi Han to come in, saw him holding the insulation buckets, thought he was a family member and asked: “Come here, sir, I think you are different from those brats. Are you a family elder of Student Fu? Do you know that some people always peek at the child of your family in class?”

Qi Han hooked his lips and looked at Fu Ge: “I don’t know, the child gets older, has his own thoughts and starts hiding secrets from his elders.”

There was laughter in the class again; especially the insiders in Fu Ge’s dormitory laughed and heckled the most.

The little Beta’s cheeks were flushed, and he couldn’t help feeling a little embarrassed. Qi Han posed generously, and as soon as Fu Ge was about to speak, his deskmate shouted: “Teacher! He’s not a family elder! That’s Xiao Ge’s fiance!”

With these words, the class exploded.

There were exclamations and whispers among the girls, while the boys whistled endlessly.

Only the boys in the corridor who said that Fu Ge was hard to chase were dumbfounded, and their hearts were all mixed up as they looked at Qi Han embarrassedly and didn’t dare to speak.

The teacher smiled, looking even more gossipy than them, and waved his hand to silence everyone, “In that case, this gentleman is an extra classmate of our class.”

He looked at Qi Han and asked, “I don’t know if you would like to do us a favour. There is a lack of a muscular model for our sketching class this afternoon.”

He was the first person to ask President Qi, who was worth ten billion, to become a model.

Instead of getting angry, Qi Han smiled and looked at Fu Ge: “This requires my husband’s consent.”

“Whoo-hoo!!!” The students who were watching whistled loudly and the cacophony of voices rose up, “Oh my god, they are so sweet!”

Fu Ge was amused and so shy that the tips of his ears glowed red, and he waved his hand repeatedly saying that Qi Han was unsuitable.

The teacher teased him, “What’s not suitable, I think he has a better body than all the models we’ve used. What is your height and weight, sir?”

Qi Han answered casually, his eyes looking in Fu Ge’s direction all the way, his expression as soft as the evening breeze passing over the sand dunes.

The teacher nodded and said, “Not bad, not bad.” He inquired about his waist circumference and leg circumference, as if he really wanted to take him as a model.

All present here were students from the Academy of Fine Arts. There were dozens if not hundreds of human bodies they had painted. Qi Han’s approximate data could be estimated at a glance.

Fu Ge’s dorm roommate next to him leaned to his ear and said with a grin: “Hehe, Xiao Ge, your fiance is in such good shape, you’re so lucky.”

“What nonsense!” The little Beta was so self-conscious that his face was hot; seeing that the scene was getting out of control he hurried to Qi Han’s help.

The teacher in front of him was still inquiring about his lower back measurements. The Alpha curled his eyes helplessly and pursed his lips, “Sorry, Teacher, this data cannot be released to outsiders.”

“Besides, it’s time for you to finish class,” he raised the insulation bucket, “The food I brought is going to be cold.”

The lively class was finally over, and the students were already hungry, so they packed up and ran out.

Qi Han went in the opposite direction, walked into the classroom, stopped beside Fu Ge, half leaned on the table and looked down at him, “I found that you were misbehaving a little.”

His tone was very sour.

The little Beta didn’t get up either, slouching on his desk, resting on his arm and looking up at him, his voice soft, “President Qi is going to lecture me as soon as he arrives, huh? I’m still hungry.”

Qi Han smiled indulgently and said in a doting tone: “You know how to tell me that you’re hungry, why don’t you know how to tell me that someone sends you bubble tea every day?”

Fu Ge was amused to see him eating vinegar; such a big person was so childish.

“Do I have to tell you this kind of trivial matter? I haven’t looked at them at all. I also said that I had a boyfriend, but they don’t seem to believe it.”

Qi Han squeezed the back of his neck: “It’s not too late to believe it now.”

He pulled Fu Ge up, led him out, and inquired as he walked: “Are there only boys giving you bubble tea? No girls?”

Fu Ge didn’t care much about this, he just said he didn’t know. “I had a lot of bubble tea on my table on the day it rained. I don’t know who sent it. After that day, more and more people sent it, and didn’t listen when I refused.”

Qi Han said darkly: “You love sweets so much, you wouldn’t be able to resist their sweet temptation, would you?”

Fu Ge held back a smile and deliberately teased him: “Maybe yes, maybe no, who is to blame that you’re so strict and never let me drink it.”

“You really dare to say that.” He wrapped his long arm around Fu Ge’s waist, preventing him from leaving.

Even though the classroom was empty, Fu Ge was not too happy, “Okay, vinegar jar, don’t be so sour.” He grasped Qi Han’s finger and shook it, begging for mercy, saying obediently, “I’ve never accepted anything from others. I told them that my boyfriend prepared everything for me. Am I not good?”

Only then was Qi Han coaxed, barely satisfied: “Giving you a passing score. As a reward, I will buy you a hundred glasses of bubble tea in the afternoon.”

Fu Ge smiled: “Buy me a hundred glasses to drink?”

Qi Han: “No, when did I say I’d let you drink it? That thing is the worst for your health.”

Fu Ge looked at him blankly: “Then why will you buy them?”

Qi Han naturally said, “Let you feed me to drink it, ah. I’ll drink and you’ll watch, I’ll work harder and help you get over your eye addiction.”

Fu Ge: “……”

Fu Ge: “You’re so considerate.”

Qi Han’s words were strict but his heart was soft.

Fu Ge only mentioned that he wanted to drink, and Qi Han queued up to buy it for him. What he wanted was the shop’s popular item.

A mess of small balls was soaked in the purple juice, small frozen jellies, bubbles and a layer of oatmeal. Qi Han called it “lumps having a meeting”.

“Just one sip,” he ordered, tapping on Fu Ge’s forehead: “I have stewed soup for you. If you drink too much, you won’t be able to eat well.”

The little Beta promised: “Okay, okay.”

He opened his mouth and bit down on the straw, hugging the glass and sucking hard, like a kitten.

Seeing that he liked it so much, Qi Han couldn’t help teasing him. He held the glass tight and pulled it back. The little Beta unconsciously tilted his head forward and chased after the glass until his head bumped into Qi Han’s chest.

“What are you doing!” Qi Han shamelessly complained in the style ‘the bad guy is the first to sling accusations’: “Where are you drinking it? Now I have bubble tea on me.”

Instead of getting angry with him, Fu Ge suddenly stood on tiptoe and kissed him on the lips, taking advantage of his loss of concentration to extend the tip of his tongue into the gap between his lips and give him a kiss.

The dumbfounded Alpha immediately turned the tables, pulled him into the car seat and kissed him thoroughly.

Two red hickey marks were left on the little Beta’s thin white neck, and Qi Han was still gnawing endlessly. Fu Ge hugged his head helplessly, “Okay… there are enough traces. Before, my roommates laughed at me why there are so many strawberries on my shoulders…”

Qi Han raised his head reluctantly, looked at the bubble tea on the side, suddenly smiled like a rascal, touched the hickey and said, “It’s not strawberries, it’s grape jellies.”

There was class in the afternoon, and Fu Ge only had an hour lunch break, so he couldn’t stay with Qi Han for too long and he didn’t go to the dorm.

Qi Han had the foresight to drive the van and flattened the back seat so that it could be used as a bed, with blankets and small pillows also prepared.

The two of them nestled in this makeshift bed, covered in warm blankets. The curtains were closed, the car was smelling of pheromones, and the dim and warm environment was making people drowsy.

“Good boy, good baby puppy…” Qi Han kissed Fu Ge on the forehead, then kissed the tip of his nose and the corners of his eyes, and asked softly, “Do you want to listen to a picture book? I picked a story that gege will like.”

“No.” The little Beta hugged him, rubbed his warm face against his chest, closed his eyes and sighed comfortably: “You have been too tired lately, go to sleep. As long as you are here, I can sleep well.”

Qi Han had been so tired recently that just one night’s sleep was not enough, not to mention the fact that Fu Ge was not there for the second half of his sleep, making it difficult for him to sleep soundly.

Now that the person was lying obediently in his arms, Qi Han’s heart settled down. He touched the little Beta’s neck twice, and soon fell asleep.

He was still reluctant to wake up when Fu Ge’s alarm went off, nestling in the nook of Fu Ge’s shoulder and rubbing against it, stifling a chuckle.

“Hey…” The little Beta rubbed his eyes, “What’s wrong?”

Qi Han said in a muffled voice: “I had a dream. I dreamed that you suddenly became smaller, as big as a palm, with a pair of cat ears on your head.”

He really raised his hand to touch the top of Fu Ge’s head, and confirmed that he had no ears before continuing: “You sat on my palm, and when I touched your face, you immediately grasped my finger with both hands and bit, very fierce. But you couldn’t really bite it, and you were so angry that you cried.”

Fu Ge closed his eyes and smiled, asking, “What else happened in the dream?”

“I can’t talk about it.” Qi Han lowered his gaze and looked at him, his eyes dark: “It’s too dirty…”

The little Beta snorted, not quite believing it, and muttered in a daze, “Dirtier than the things you’ve done?”

Qi Han was putting on his vest, and when he heard Fu Ge’s words, he suddenly pressed him down, and said to his ear word by word: “I dreamed of the small you hugging my finger with your thighs.”