Futile Devices Scans

The large bed creaked suggestively. Xia Liu Yi straddled He Chu San, yanking roughly at his hair and biting hungrily at his lips, his movements so fierce they could only be described as ravenous.

That very day, he had doubted He Chu San and listened in on him. If he had actually heard He Chu San betray him and his brothers, he could not even be certain that the urge to kill him would not have surfaced. Yet He Chu San, knowing none of it, loved him; knowing none of it, had planned this day as a grand occasion; knowing none of it, had prepared this warm little home for him. This clean, respectable student from a prestigious university, with such a bright future ahead of him, was willing for Xia Liu Yi’s sake to violate his own principles and cross his own bottom line, to go against conscience and morality, unafraid of danger and equally unafraid of whatever future awaited them.

Guilt, grief, regret, and lingering fear—these complicated, contradictory emotions crowded Xia Liu Yi’s heart until he had no idea what to do with himself. All he could do was instinctively express them, release them, with this kind of ferocity. This damned little bastard. This little bastard who was always wrenching so mercilessly at his heart!

The intensity left He Chu San completely unable to breathe. His heartbeat thundered beside his ears like the roar of a train as he wrapped his arms around the back of Xia Liu Yi’s head and stroked him frantically, trying to soothe him.

He had already anticipated that Xia Liu Yi would be moved when he saw the poster, but Xia Liu Yi’s reaction was far more intense than he had imagined—and it made his chest ache with panic.

At that moment, He Chu San felt both terrified and immensely relieved. He really had planted a listening device in Cui Dong Dong’s brick phone, but he had never used it. Nor had he made the call that betrayed Big Scarhead.

He truly had planned to begin with Big Scarhead and dismantle Xiao Qi Hall’s underground operations step by step, leaving Xia Liu Yi no path except to leave the underworld and go legitimate. Cui Dong Dong was too calculating and Xiao Ma too good at concealing himself; neither offered an easy opening. Only Big Scarhead was simple-minded and insufficiently cautious. But at the very last moment before putting the plan into action, He Chu San had hesitated.

What he had told Inspector Xie was the truth. He had his reservations. He was afraid Xia Liu Yi would hate him and never forgive him. Beneath that seemingly proud and powerful man’s cold, unyielding shell was nothing more than a sensitive, shattered heart. That heart had already endured so much pain and sorrow that it could no longer withstand any betrayal or scheming from He Chu San. Whatever He Chu San’s intentions, all he would earn was resentment and despair. Xia Liu Yi might very well leave him without ever looking back, surrendering his soul completely to the filth until there was no longer any hope of bringing him back.

The air in He Chu San’s lungs grew thinner and thinner. His cheeks burned, desperate gasps escaping through his nose, yet he cupped Xia Liu Yi’s face in both hands and pulled him even closer, unable to bear letting him move away…

At last, before he could literally kiss He Chu San to death, Xia Liu Yi came back to his senses and broke their lips apart, breathing heavily.

He Chu San curled in on himself and began coughing, dragging in great gulps of air. Xia Liu Yi leaned closer to check on him, but He Chu San suddenly shifted aside, avoiding his touch.

Thinking He Chu San had been frightened by his biting, Xia Liu Yi gave a mocking laugh and used his body to pin down He Chu San’s weak struggles. He tried to pull him close and help him catch his breath, only for their bodies to rub together and Xia Liu Yi to feel the hardness between He Chu San’s legs. His entire body instantly went rigid.

Embarrassed, He Chu San curled up, trying to conceal his involuntary reaction. “Sorry. I’ll take care of it in the bathroom.”

He rolled off the bed, but Xia Liu Yi caught hold of him.

Xia Liu Yi’s palm was cold and clammy with sweat. He Chu San froze, not daring to move. They remained locked in silence for a while in the darkness before Xia Liu Yi sighed softly and pulled He Chu San back a step.

Desire was a single spark that instantly set the whole plain ablaze.

By the time He Chu San understood what was happening, he had already pushed Xia Liu Yi back onto the bed. This time, he was the one overcome by wild excitement. He rained fierce kisses across Xia Liu Yi’s brows and the corners of his eyes, each one harder and more ravenous than the last. In the darkness, he roughly tore open Xia Liu Yi’s clothes and bit his way inch by inch from the trembling line of his throat down toward his sweat-dampened collarbones.

His breathing shook, his movements hurried. Countless times, he had dreamed of the moment their bare skin would finally meet. In those dreams, he had always been endlessly gentle, tender and lingering. Yet in reality, his reason had disintegrated beneath Xia Liu Yi’s silent invitation to stay. His heart was splitting apart with mingled joy and pain, his soul burning hot inside his body. He could no longer control himself.

His belt buckle clattered as he tore it open. He urgently pressed his own hot hardness against Xia Liu Yi’s. The instant He Chu San wrapped one hand around them both, Xia Liu Yi released a sharp, pained gasp. It was as though some memory had suddenly seized him. Every muscle in his body locked, and gooseflesh swept over his arms.

He Chu San immediately sobered from his excitement. He caught Xia Liu Yi’s hand, brought it to his lips and kissed it gently, then pressed Xia Liu Yi’s palm against his burning cheek.

“Brother Liu Yi,” he murmured beside Xia Liu Yi’s ear, kissing the cold sweat from his forehead. “It’s me. It’s me…”

Xia Liu Yi clenched his hand into a fist and trembled as he struggled to steady his breathing. “Little bastard… hurry…”

He Chu San obediently began stroking them quickly together. Their hot lengths were enclosed within his sweat-dampened palm, the scorching heat sending both their breathing into a frantic, disordered rhythm. Xia Liu Yi struggled upward to kiss him. Saliva he could not swallow ran from the corner of his mouth, mingling with the sweat dripping down his cheek.

As a virgin touching the person he loved for the first time, He Chu San climaxed very quickly. Amid the frantic haze, countless white sparks seemed to fill his vision, exploding before his eyes like fireworks. With Xia Liu Yi’s lip caught between his own, he suddenly let out a high, shuddering sigh through his nose.

Panting, he stopped moving his hand, now coated in sticky white fluid, and rested against Xia Liu Yi for a moment. Then he realized Xia Liu Yi had remained only partly hard the entire time.

Xia Liu Yi breathed quietly, the corner of his mouth red and swollen from He Chu San’s earlier overexcited biting. Sensing He Chu San’s hesitation, he tugged lightly at his hair and said casually, “It’s fine. I’ve always been like this. It isn’t your fault.”

He Chu San had been to Sat Tau Alley and had long suspected why Xia Liu Yi resisted sexual intimacy. His heart ached again. Lowering his head, he gently kissed the corner of Xia Liu Yi’s mouth. “Let’s take a shower, all right?”

Beneath the warm spray of the shower, He Chu San kissed Xia Liu Yi carefully, peeling away his damp suit jacket, tie, shirt, and trousers one layer at a time. Finally, he knelt on one knee and took Xia Liu Yi into his mouth.

The action made Xia Liu Yi’s entire body tremble. Instinctively, he reached out and seized the metal water pipe along the wall. He tipped his head back and moaned. “Little bastard… what are you doing…?”

He Chu San discovered that Xia Liu Yi was actually extraordinarily sensitive. Even light kisses and gentle sucking made him gasp and twitch. Water streamed down the taut V-lines of his abdomen. His skin burned, his thighs trembled, and every violent contraction of his lower stomach sent droplets crashing onto He Chu San’s forehead.

It was not as though Xia Liu Yi had never been serviced this way before. His only actual sexual experience had happened more than ten years earlier, after a victory banquet, when several senior brothers from Xiao Qi Hall had forcibly dragged him away to “make a man of him.” Because of what had happened in his childhood, he loathed intimate physical contact with other people. But by then, he had already become aware of his forbidden feelings for Azure Dragon. To conceal his confusion and panic over those feelings, and perhaps to test another possibility, he had not resisted too strongly. The brothers chose an experienced hostess and locked the two of them inside a room. The woman used her mouth and tongue on him for more than ten minutes, but he felt nothing. Finding his tense inexperience amusing, she teasingly kissed him. He shoved her away, vomited, slammed the door, and fled…

He vaguely remembered the sensation of being enclosed inside someone’s mouth—sticky, revolting, enough to send chills through his entire body. It had been nothing like the warmth and eagerness he felt now. He Chu San’s tongue and soft palate enveloped him gently, while the occasional brush of teeth brought a faint, tingling stimulation. Pressure built in his lower stomach, his thighs weakened, and it felt as though all the blood in his body were flowing downward. Panting, he grabbed He Chu San by the hair, only for He Chu San to catch his hand again. Their fingers intertwined as He Chu San continued his clumsy movements up and down.

“Hah… hah… mm…” Xia Liu Yi clenched his teeth. His heavy breathing forced its way through the gaps between them, growing increasingly distinct beneath the rush of the water. He was more than halfway hard now, yet still felt nowhere near coming. The pleasure came and went in broken, elusive waves, leaving his face flushed and his breathing increasingly strained.

He Chu San suddenly released him and stood to retrieve something from the nearby shelf. Leaning against the wall and gasping, Xia Liu Yi caught a vague glimpse of blue. It looked familiar, but his muddled mind could not place it.

He smelled a faint fragrance through the steam. Before long, He Chu San leaned in and kissed him again.

Xia Liu Yi turned his head away and cursed under his breath. “You just had that in your mouth—don’t kiss me… Fuck! What are you doing?”

The little bastard had pushed a lubricant-coated finger inside him. It had barely entered to the first joint before Xia Liu Yi’s body resisted violently. He clenched the muscles between his thighs and swung a heavy slap at He Chu San’s head. He Chu San ducked aside, then stopped his struggling curses with another kiss.

“Shh.” He kissed him as he soothed him gently. “I asked about it. This is supposed to feel good.”

“Bullshit! Get out… mm…” Xia Liu Yi’s curses came out indistinctly between their joined lips.

He Chu San coaxed him patiently. “You’re squeezing so tightly I can’t get out either. Relax a little.”

His finger felt as though it were about to be snapped in half. He could neither push farther in nor pull back out. The ass muscles of an underworld boss were truly not to be underestimated.

Xia Liu Yi panted as He Chu San rubbed his backside soothingly with his other hand. He relaxed his muscles a fraction, only to cry out again and curse loudly. “Motherfucker… get out… ah…”

Taking advantage of that moment of relaxation, He Chu San firmly pushed another joint inside. His other hand began stroking Xia Liu Yi’s softening length as he continued murmuring reassurance beside his ear. “Don’t be afraid. It’ll feel better soon. Just relax.”

Afraid, my ass! Xia Liu Yi turned and bit down on his ear. He Chu San let out a low grunt. Stimulated by the warm sting, his own length—despite having already climaxed once—surged hard again and pressed against Xia Liu Yi’s stomach.

Two fingers grew increasingly bold as they worked inside him. Enduring the tearing pain in his ear, the little bastard patiently coaxed him. “Let me find it. It’ll only take a moment.”

“Find wh—” Xia Liu Yi suddenly gasped and could no longer speak. He Chu San had lowered his head and drawn one of Xia Liu Yi’s nipples into his mouth.

That burning, tingling sensation struck him far more violently than being taken into He Chu San’s mouth below. He shuddered hard and remained open-mouthed and panting for several seconds before trembling out, “Let go… little bas—ngh…”

He Chu San sucked firmly on the small, rigid peak and finally realized something. Touching and kissing everywhere else had produced little effect, yet merely pinching him here could leave Brother Liu Yi flushed scarlet. Perhaps Xia Liu Yi was not sexually unresponsive at all. Perhaps his sensitive spots were simply unusual.

Despite Xia Liu Yi’s weak struggles, He Chu San worked even harder at the little piece of candy while his other hand rubbed and pinched the other nipple. Xia Liu Yi’s body, tense and resistant only moments before, had gone so soft it seemed ready to melt. Even the fingers tugging at He Chu San’s hair lost their strength. His knees weakened and he began sliding toward the floor, only for the fingers moving inside his ass to force his hips rigid again. The strange mixture of pleasure and pain attacking him from both front and back left his thoughts in chaos. Wave after faint wave of pleasure surged through him, yet still could not find release. Eyes closed and brows drawn together, he instinctively began grinding his gradually hardening length between their stomachs. Suddenly, his entire body shook and went rigid as though a pressure point had been struck.

He had no idea what switch inside him He Chu San had pressed. Unprecedented pleasure erupted through his body like lightning, blasting his mind completely blank.

The current tore violently through every vein in his lower body. Even his heart seemed paralysed, as though it had stopped beating. For one instant, both legs lost all sensation. He collapsed forward against He Chu San, eyes wide with disbelief, his confused mind and open mouth releasing one long, deep moan. “Hah…”

Before the sound had even ended, the movement inside him made his body snap taut once more. He gasped and cried out in broken protest. “Ah… ah, stop… stop…” The little bastard ignored the order. Instead, he pressed more insistently against the prostate he had finally found, rubbing and prodding it while once again silencing Xia Liu Yi’s commands with his mouth. His free hand roughly pinched and pulled at Xia Liu Yi’s nipple. Attacked in all three places at once, Xia Liu Yi finally became fully erect, hard and burning as he rubbed and struck against He Chu San’s own length. He shook his head faintly, letting out dazed, muffled moans. He Chu San held his tongue captive, refusing to let him escape. The little bastard clung to him like an octopus, invading him from both front and back and refusing to let go.

“Hah… hah… mmh—!”

Xia Liu Yi arched his back and curled his toes. At last, after years of abstinence, climax overtook him. Thick, viscous white fluid burst from him with enough force to strike He Chu San’s stomach like bullets. His hips lifted as he spilled a second time, then a third, and only after more than ten seconds did his waist finally go slack. He sagged against He Chu San’s chest, his entire body burning and trembling. Their lips separated with a soft pop, their ragged breathing swallowed by the rush of the shower…

After cleaning them up briefly, He Chu San wrapped the dazed Xia Liu Yi—still leaning against the wall—in a bath towel. He tried to carry him out bridal-style, but his arms were not strong enough. Before they even made it out of the bathroom, he nearly dropped Boss Xia backside-first onto the floor and received a vicious slap to the head for his trouble.

With their arms around each other, they staggered and stumbled until they finally collapsed onto the bed. Xia Liu Yi stretched out his limbs and sank into the soft bedding as though lying on a cloud. He stared blankly for a very long time before finally coming back to his senses. His first reaction was to swing another vicious slap at He Chu San. “Little bastard!”

Quick-eyed and even quicker on his feet, He Chu San plunged straight into his arms. Xia Liu Yi’s iron-palm strike only barely grazed the top of his head. Lying against Xia Liu Yi’s chest, He Chu San called out aggrievedly, “Brother Liu Yi.”

As if he were the one who had just been fingered to orgasm!

Xia Liu Yi’s voice trembled with fury. “That thing you used just now—who gave it to you?”

“What thing?” He Chu San looked utterly confused.

Xia Liu Yi ground his teeth. “The blue bottle!”

He Chu San continued pretending ignorance. “You didn’t like it? That one doesn’t foam much. We can use the green bottle next time. That one makes more bub—pfft!” He failed to suppress the final laugh.

“He! Chu! San! You bastard! When did you start conspiring with that woman Cui? You shameless little shit! You still dare laugh?”

“Ahhh! It hurts! Ow, ow! I’m not laughing anymore! I won’t dare! Mercy, mercy, Brother Liu Yi…”

A fierce battle broke out on the bed—or, more accurately, Boss Xia gave Best Actor He a fierce beating. In the middle of fighting, they started kissing again. After kissing for several minutes, they went back to fighting. By the end, both were exhausted, their faces flushed as they lay half-dead across the bed.

He Chu San, his face covered in palm prints and bite marks, used his last remaining strength to drag the quilt back up from the floor and cover them both. Xia Liu Yi took the opportunity to pull him into his arms and closed his eyes to rest.

Just as he was drifting toward sleep, He Chu San suddenly spoke from inside his embrace. “Brother Liu Yi.”

“Mm?”

“I met Inspector Xie today.”

Xia Liu Yi’s sleepiness vanished instantly. He had not expected He Chu San to confess, and somehow became even more nervous than He Chu San. Forcing himself to remain calm, he asked, “Why did you meet him?”

“He asked me to meet him and tried to persuade me to expose you.”

“What did you tell him?”

“That I know nothing and won’t help him.”

Xia Liu Yi gave a quiet “Mm.”

He Chu San nuzzled into his shoulder. “I’m sorry. I shouldn’t have met him. But I was curious about what he wanted from me, and I was worried about you. I…”

He hesitated and did not mention the listening device he had installed in Cui Dong Dong’s brick phone. He understood that however tolerant Xia Liu Yi might be toward him, he probably could not tolerate that.

Xia Liu Yi said nothing, his breathing slow and deep. He Chu San endured the uncertainty and lingering fear for so long that he almost believed Xia Liu Yi had fallen asleep.

“I’ll consider going legitimate,” Xia Liu Yi suddenly said.

He Chu San lifted his head in surprise.

With his eyes closed, Xia Liu Yi spoke quietly and calmly. “Azure Dragon considered it before too. But too many people are involved, and the losses would be difficult to make up. Even if nothing else stood in the way, the elders in the gang would never agree. After I took over, I was desperate to make the company grow faster. I couldn’t simply let go whenever I pleased.”

He sighed. “I promise I’ll consider it. But it has to be planned carefully.”

He opened his eyes and looked at He Chu San, his gaze focused and peaceful. The flames that had always burned in his eyes whenever this subject arose had finally gone still. His eyes were calm as the sea at midnight, holding nothing but He Chu San’s reflection drifting amid the hidden currents.

He raised a hand, caressed He Chu San’s cheek, and said softly, “I want to be with you too.”