Yusheng Xueyan thought there was something wrong with his husband. It was as if he had become a completely different person.
The first time he noticed something was off was one night during an intimate moment. Just as they were getting into it, his husband suddenly pushed him away, muttering, "Wasn't I blown up?" and "Matsuda-chan is going to yell at me," before getting dressed and walking out without looking back.
The second time was when he deliberately did something wrong to be punished by his husband. A calloused hand pressed him down from behind. They were just about to become one, when his husband suddenly came to his senses as if waking from a dream and shoved him away. He apologized in a fluster, then hid in the bathroom.
The third time was when he suspected his husband no longer loved him and nervously offered him a kiss. The man had been speaking gently about making him a sandwich, but when Xueyan kissed him, he pushed him away righteously and said, "What we're doing is unfair to Zero!"
People said marriage changed a person, but no one said they'd start acting like they were role-playing! The only thing that stayed the same was that they all rejected his advances.
Xueyan was anxious and filled with dread. Was his husband just too busy lately? Or was he having problems in bed? Or... did he not love him anymore?
This couldn't go on! He couldn't bear to live in a world where nobody loved him. He was willing to do anything for even the slightest bit of warmth, whoever it came from. Though he was afraid of doing that sort of thing, as long as he could be embraced and needed, he didn't care if he was played with until he fell apart.
When he steeled himself to go all in, he took off his clothes like a shameful, trembling offering, revealing the ornaments jingling on his body. His husband's eyes, now as dark as a lone wolf's, suddenly deepened. Like a beast scenting blood, he slowly drew near. "Trying to seduce me? Don't you dare regret it."
Only the next day, as his husband gazed at Xueyan, who still had the tip of his tongue hanging out and couldn't come to his senses, did he gently and regretfully stroke his swollen lower belly.
Watching his husband get up to leave, Xueyan finally felt his husband's intense love, but feared losing him again. He forced his nearly broken body to rise and tremblingly caught his husband's hand, timidly saying:
"O-one more time."
PS: A beautiful bottom who thinks no one likes him, has no sense of security, and is starved for love X various tops
I wonder if Jinjiang will let me write this (sigh). Whatever, I'll put the idea up first.
I might not make the husband Bourbon after all, and instead make him some random guy, because I feel it would be disrespectful to Toru. (The idea came too fast; I'll work out the details later.)
Theme: Only sincerity can be repaid with sincerity.
