A stoic, cool bottom who keeps getting pushed to the edge by his top x an insanely possessive, doglike but unhinged top
Tu Ci had a younger brother he had never met. From someone else, he learned that his brother had been placed in an orphanage.
Looking at the boy before him, whose features somewhat resembled their mother's, Tu Ci brought him home.
Years of malnutrition had left his younger brother small and frail. Tu Ci felt sorry for him and took good care of him over the years.
When Luo Yan grew up, he became tall and handsome. But when no one else was around, he looked at his brother with a beast's greed in his eyes.
Luo Yan had two secrets.
One was that he had fallen in love with the man who raised him, and that love had swollen into nothing but a frenzied possessiveness.
The other was that he wasn't really Luo Yan.
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Luo Yan was Tu Ci's half-brother, born to the same mother.
He was the king of the orphanage kids, fond of bullying boys younger than himself.
He locked the boy who shared his dorm room in a dog cage, forced him to eat shit, and pissed on his head, trying to humiliate him in the cruelest ways possible.
The boy learned that Luo Yan had an older brother, and that the brother would come to take Luo Yan away from the orphanage the next day.
"Are you Luo Yan?" Tu Ci asked softly.
The boy parted his lips, about to say no.
But that man's hand was so warm, his body so warm, and his eyes shone like diamonds.
"Yes. I'm Luo Yan."
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Luo Yan had two secrets, but his beloved older brother discovered both of them.
The youngest director of governance in history, Luo Yan was the most bloodcurdling presence in the eyes of his enemies. He had countless ways to deal with traitors, and everyone who fell into his hands met a gruesome end.
One day, an obscure nobody from the rebel army fell into Luo Yan's hands. Everyone prayed for him, hoping his death wouldn't be too painful.
But what they didn't know was that in a warm, spacious villa, the young director of governance who struck terror into everyone's hearts was kneeling on the floor, carefully wiping the instep of a man's foot.
He bent down and kissed it with the utmost reverence. His shoulders trembled faintly. When he raised his eyes again, they were filled with a frenzied, obsessive possessiveness.
PS:
1. Not real brothers, mutual pining;
Theme: What you think you'll lose becomes all the more precious