Space pirates run rampant near the frontier stars. Commander Bai Yu, returning in triumph and passing through the area, receives a temporary order to land on Planet X039.
Cheers shake the largest underground fight club on the planet.
The owner of the club points toward the ring and asks, "Do you like him, Commander Bai?"
"Like him?"
Bai Yu speaks in a low voice, his dark green eyes fixed on the nearly motionless waist and back.
The defeated fighter being carried away lies still, but the instant Bai Yu looks his way, he suddenly lifts his head. Raising his blood-smeared face, he struggles to open his eyes and look over. The ferocious light still shining in his pupils is astonishingly bright.
The lights flicker in the dim arena, and the crowd roars. The man seated on the leather sofa falls silent for a moment, then gives a soft laugh. "...Not bad."
That one remark, "Not bad," leads Bai Yu to find a young man in his bed when he returns to his room that night.
The young man is wearing pitifully little. His hands are bound behind his back, and an assortment of oddly shaped tools lies in front of his knees.
Bai Yu's gaze passes over the broken vase beside the bed. He walks a few steps and sits on the sofa facing it, his leather shoes tapping lightly against the floor.
The young man kneeling on the bed waits a long time without seeing him move, then tosses a piece of ceramic behind him.
He restrains his trembling and spreads his legs wider. His voice is hoarse and stiff, yet deliberately ingratiating and obedient. "...Don't you like it?"
Bai Yu rests an arm on the sofa and props his forehead on his hand. After studying him for a long while, he keeps the same curve at the corner of his lips. "You may have misunderstood..."
"I personally don't have that sort of special interest."
Later, in a dim, humid room, a few suggestive splashes sound, and Li Xiao lets out a restrained breath.
The person behind him is impeccably dressed and calm-faced, yet his hand never stops moving.
A powerful, impossible-to-ignore sensation climbs all the way from his tailbone.
The man whimpers. A pair of hands forcibly pulls apart the arms he has raised to shield his face.
"Don't hide," says the speaker coolly.
The black gloves are covered in sparkling traces of moisture, gleaming silver-white.
Rumor has it that Commander Bai Yu, who came from the Central District, became incapable of producing pheromones after a failed secondary gender differentiation when he was young. He looks outwardly emotionless and mild-mannered, but is actually a perverted and cruel man. He especially likes to toy with alphas who look like they'd be good in bed, enjoying the sight of them under his control, being trampled on and unable to escape, and deriving a twisted pleasure from it. Who knows if any of it is true?
Bai Yu: It's false.
Li Xiao: ...False, false.
Beautiful gong and handsome shou (a ruthless gong and his kind wife)
1. Any talk of splitting up this couple, switching their roles, or saying they don't deserve each other is forbidden.
2. The author has no preferences about gong and shou roles and is a pure-love warrior.
3. Note left on 2025.9.22
Theme: Don't believe or spread rumors.
