it's a nightmare but it's one exciting ride

His smile softens. "Thank you."

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"Inform me of anything else useful to do in the meantime."

His lips curve mischievously. "Useful like how?"

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Affronted spluttering. "N - nothing like that you pervert."

He tries very hard not to imagine the Beast ordering him into bed. He tries very hard not to enjoy imagining the Beast ordering him into the bed. He tries SO HARD to ignore how hot it would be if the Beast did that.

"Did I say anything?" he asks, grinning.

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"You implied something! You thought something! Bastard!"

He laughs. "If you're going to take me to task for thinking things you might have to use stronger words than that." His eyes sweep up and down Chu Wanning's body.

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Chu Wanning cannot take the Beast to task for anything right this moment because he is abruptly too busy Asphyxiating.

aa aA AA Aaaaa

The Beast scoops him up and kisses him again.

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!!!!

One of Beast's hands slides into Chu Wanning's robes, pinching a nipple and rolling it between two fingers.

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SQUEAK

He carries Wanning over to the bed and sits down with him in his lap.

It seems that there are other parts of him besides his height and hands that are larger than human-usual.

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Oh fuck.

All the blood rushes to Chu Wanning's head. He wheezes, flapping his hands at the Beast's shoulders and fighting for breath. "Wh - you -- "

The beast takes his chin in the hand not currently molesting his chest and kisses him again.

"I have senses better than a human's, in this form." Kiss. "I can tell, when someone reacts to me." Kiss. "I think there are things that you want, but can't let yourself have. And I want to give them to you." Kiss.

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Chu Wanning's heart hammers; his face burns and he gasps speechlessly. He is going to explode, he is going to kill the beast for his audacity, he is going to --

-- he wants --

He is melting. He wants.

The beast removes Chu Wanning's clothes, taking his time as he interrupts the task occasionally to do things that feel much nicer than they really have any right to to his chest or his ass or any other extremely molestable body parts he can get his hands on.

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Chu Wanning whimpers and gasps. His whole body trembles and jerks to and fro, pent up. On one particularly intense pulse of arousal, he panics and slaps the beast across his jaw.

The beast chuckles and presses a kiss to the palm of that hand before continuing.

When all of Wanning's clothes are off, the beast wraps his oversized hand around him and gives him a few strokes.

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“Nngh-”

Beast is much faster getting his own clothes off.

And then--

Nobody else has ever touched Chu Wanning there before.

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Ah.

It feels too intense and too pleasurable and it's too gentle, he feels - ashamed. Complicit in something so tender and indulgent. Chu Wanning flails. He needs to keep struggling; receiving this pleasure is unacceptable unless he struggles.

Fortunately for both of them, his struggles do absolutely nothing to deter the Beast. He works him open carefully, and then--

It feels even bigger inside than it did when Chu Wanning was just on his lap.

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Chu Wanning loses track of the noises he makes and how loudly he makes them. (They are, in fact: very loud.) He falls limp and keens high in his throat, breathless and overwhelmed,