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nTW: Dubcon

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nEditor: Casey

nShi Qing thought this was all very exciting.

nHe was carried all the way back to his room by Song Xiabing.

nSong Xiabing probably knew that he wanted to save face, so he intentionally avoided others during the journey. He didn’t let Shi Qing’s little brothers see their boss being completely suppressed by him.

nOf course, the man still struggled with all his might during this time.

nAlas, he didn’t have much strength to muster since his tail was being held. All his efforts to escape served to do was further provoke the already irate Song Xiabing.

nHis tail received a lot of TLC as a result.

nBy the time he was thrown onto his leopard print blanket, the tall man was drenched in sweat and his whole body was practically melting.

nHe literally had no energy left to speak.

nBut he hadn’t given up yet. His body writhed and twisted as he tried to use his ability against Song Xiabing.

nHowever, he was so weak now that even summoning an ember would be a miracle. There was no chance of him besting Song Xiabing.

nAfter placing him on the bed, the young man had been slowly and methodically undressing himself.

nLike he was in no hurry at all, he slowly dropped his bloodstained jacket to the floor.

nWhile he did that, Song Xiabing admired the man on the bed. Shi Qing’s honey-coloured skin was covered in a layer of sweat. He seemed somewhat out of it, but he continued to try and prop himself up to a sitting position.

nLike he was toying with a pet, Song Xiabing waited until the man on the bed had almost gotten up before casually brushing his fingertips over that big, fiery red tail.

nThen he watched as the other man’s body trembled, and a hazy whimpering sound escaped his lips as he fell back onto the bed.

nBut within seconds, Shi Qing was struggling to get up again like a little determinator.

nSo Song Xiabing touched his tail again and watched him go limp once more.

nAs this sequence of events repeated, the rage burning inside Song Xiabing simmered down into amusement.

n“Boss.”

nAs he threw the last piece of clothing to the ground, the youth reached out. His pale fingertip lifted Shi Qing’s chin with great precision. He observed how the man still had fire in his eyes.

n“Why are you looking at me like that?”

nSong Xiabing was in a great mood since his prey could no longer run away. He kindly commented, “Boss, you seem to be really hot, ah. You’re sweating so much that you might get heat stroke. Why don’t I help you get out of these stifling clothes of yours?”

n“Get lost!”

n“Get out of here, you gay..wu ah!!!”

nThe man screamed miserably. He shuddered as he watched Song Xiabing let go of his large tail.

nThe young man was not angry at his rejection. He good-naturedly proceeded to help Shi Qing ‘avoid heat stroke’.

nWhile he was working, he said, “Admit it, you don’t hate me at all. If you did, you would’ve locked me up somewhere and just be done with it. I only need to be alive, after all. My quality of life isn’t important.”

nSong Xiabing removed Shi Qing’s clothes with the same focus he had once dedicated to taking down his enemies. Ever so slowly, the more the other’s honey-coloured skin was exposed.

nHis eyes were curved into crescents, overjoyed at this deduction he had come up with.

nTurning to the man who was struggling futilely, he said:

n“Isn’t there a mutant plant that traps people in hallucinations? You could’ve used it on me and rendered me completely helpless. After all, I just need to be alive.”

n“At the very least, you could’ve just thrown me in some random corner of the base and have people watch over me in secret. Who would target someone as ordinary as me?”

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n“But you didn’t do any of that. Instead, you kept me by your side…”

nShi Qing didn’t use any of the low-key and convenient methods available to him.

nThus, Song Xiabing didn’t believe that this man didn’t have any feelings towards him at all.

nHe has always been perceptive. How could he not have noticed if Shi Qing’s care for the past half month was feigned only to save his own life?

nTherefore, Shi Qing must like him deep inside.

nThe more Song Xiabing thought about it, the more he cheered up. Even his urge to force the other’s hand eased. He softened his tone and coaxed.

n“Just admit it. Deep down inside, you like me.”

nHe looked down at the man he had pinned down.

nShi Qing’s eyes were wide. His expression held mostly bewilderment with a hint of chagrin.

nThis chagrin was, naturally, because of his secret being exposed.

nMore and more joy flooded Song Xiabing’s heart.

nThen he saw the chagrin on the face of the man who had been pinned down become more and more prominent.

nShi Qing’s slightly teary and muffled voice was full of remorse.

n“Fuck!!! Why didn’t Laozi think of any of these great ideas!”

nSong Xiabing “……”

nA sweet taste crawled up his throat. He almost spat out blood again because of Shi Qing.

nHis anger returned to the surface once more.

nAnd the man who still didn’t understand what was going on was free to speak.

nHe blabbered on and on, trying to bring ‘Song Xiabing’ into line.

n“Song Xiabing, I’ve been really good to you, right? If you like to ** men, why don’t I go and find you someone with similar interests? I’ll use all the crystal nuclei I have to buy you men, okay? Anything you want. Worst case scenario, you can be the boss, okay? I promise I won’t revolt.”

nSong Xiabing laughed out of anger. He hatefully grabbed Shi Qing’s body.

n“Boss, I don’t like men. I just like you.”

n“What’s the point of you liking me? I like women! Do you know what that word means?!”

nSong Xiabing’s tone was cold. “Women like Zhou Xuanxuan?”

nThe man who was forced to lie on his back choked. His expression darkened. “Don’t mention that guy to me. He’s a sick bastard who pretended to be a woman and deceived me!”

n“But even if that’s the case, you still can’t bear to kill him, can you?”

nThe young man’s tone grew colder and colder, but the man on the bed seemed oblivious. He continued to ramble on.

n“That’s just on account of how good-looking he is. Sigh. How about this? I have an idea, you and Zhou Xuanxuan both like men so why don’t you two be together? If you want I can even arrange a wedding for you two.”

nSong Xiabing was already so angry that he couldn’t think straight.

nHe violently ripped off the only fabric on Shi Qing’s body and sneered as he leaned down.

n“Why don’t you arrange our bridal chambers first.”

n“W-wait! Wait, wait! Big brother, boss, grandpa…let’s use our words! Don’t touch me, ah. I’m going to puke. I’m really going to puke…I…bleurgh!!”

nThis time, Song Xiabing continued to hold on to the tail. He stared at the flushed and dazed man whose body was trembling slightly. A gentle smile gradually appeared on his handsome face.

n“Don’t worry.”

nHis voice was also very gentle. He leaned over to Shi Qing’s ear and softly said, “With your tail, you’ll feel good too.”

n“Boss, if you want to hate someone, hate yourself for not killing me while you had the chance.”

nNot only did Shi Qing not kill him, he also let Song Xiabing into his personal quarters.

nHe attentively cared for his every need and indulged his every want.

nHe doted on Song Xiabing, basically telling him he had no bottom line when it came to him.

nBut when Song Xiabing fell for him, how could he turn around and say so innocently that he didn’t mean it?

nShi Qing provoked him but didn’t want to accept the consequences.

nThat would never happen.

nEven if Shi Qing only treated him like that because of his phantom fox physique, there was no way Song Xiabing would let him go.

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nIn the courtyard, Zhou Xuanxuan nervously stroked his hair as he paced around.

nIt wasn’t that he didn’t want to leave. He just had too many enemies. Even if he escaped now, he would be dead within three days.

n“God and any other deities around, please hear my prayer, ah. Please make that big dummy Shi Qing quickly realize what’s going on and sacrifice his chrysanthemum to that demon king Song Xiabing for the greater good so he’ll spare my dog life, ah. Please, please make it happen.”

nA few little brothers completely in the dark passed by. They were all stunned to see this big beauty muttering to himself and bowing to the sky.

n“What’s the beauty doing?”

n“I don’t know. There’s no one around him either…what’s he mumbling to himself about?”

nOne little brother guessed: “Maybe his brain stopped working after Boss locked him up for so long. He’s been locked up ever since his hunger strike and was only let out two days ago… Maybe that’s it?”

n“Yeah, maybe.”

nThe other little brothers also thought this was the most likely explanation.

nAfter all, many people on the base couldn’t handle the apocalypse and ended up mentally handicapped or insane. It was a pretty common sight.

nWatching Zhou Xuanxuan continue to mumble something fervently, the little brothers couldn’t help but sigh.

n“As expected of a beauty. They still look a cut above the rest even when crazy.”

nZhou Xuanxuan fidgeted into the night.

nHe continued the next day.

nFinally, early the next morning, when he uneasily approached Shi Qing’s room, he happened to run into Song Xiabing coming out.

nThe young man glanced at him. He frowned disdainfully at Zhou Xuanxuan who was stiff and too scared to say a word.

n“What are you doing here?”

n“I, I came to see if…”

nZhou Xuanxuan spoke carefully. His eyes repeatedly glanced into the room. “Um, Song-ge, is Boss alright?”

nThinking of Shi Qing, Song Xiabing’s icy countenance warmed up slightly. There was a gentle look in his eyes.

nLast night was pretty good overall.

nAlthough Shi Qing tried to run away at every opportunity, he started cursing up a storm after realizing it was futile.

nOver the course of the night, Song Xiabing heard more than an earful of expletives.

nBut he filtered it all out. His eyes only had room for the resentful and combative man who had to submit because his tail was being stroked.

nBecause of the pleasant memories of last night, Song Xiabing didn’t look at Zhou Xuanxuan like he was just ‘an eyesore to get rid of’ anymore.

nAlthough he wanted to cut up Zhou Xuanxuan’s face every time he was reminded of Shi Qing’s attraction towards it, he still had use for the man. After all, he was a phantom fox beastial like Shi Qing. Maybe he had some insight into how to make Shi Qing warm up to him.

nZhou Xuanxuan was relieved to see that Song Xiabing was in a pretty good mood.

nThat’s good, that’s good.

nHis hair was safe for now.

nHe took advantage of Song Xiabing’s good mood to cautiously raise a hand. “Song-ge, is Boss being difficult? Why don’t I go and try to persuade him? We’re both phantom foxes after all, there’s a degree of mutual understanding between us.”

nThe words ‘mutual understanding’ riled up the jealousy in Song Xiabing’s heart.

nHe gave Zhou Xuanxuan a dark look and smiled coldly. “Fine.”

n“Go in and pass this message on for me. If he even thinks about escaping again, I’ll kill you.”

nZhou Xuanxuan “???”

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