《【OA】天翻地覆》徐子升

79、第63章 trust

　　Bai Xu parked the car at the hotel entrance.

　　As soon as the car stopped, Jun Tianzhao pushed open the rear door from the back seat. The bandage on his arm was already soaked through with blood.

　　“You two go check in first. I'll go deal with this wound.” He said, closed the door, and walked toward the clinic across the street.

　　Bai Xu got out from the front, walked around to the other side, and opened the rear door. Li Sui sat inside, her dress covered in a layer of dust, with dried bloodstains on the white collar. A few strands of hair fell over her forehead, covering one eyebrow.

　　“Let me help you down.” Bai Xu reached out his hand.

　　“It's okay. My foot is much better now. I can walk by myself.” Li Sui got out of the car. Her ankle looked much better than yesterday.

　　Bai Xu went to the trunk and took out the bag Jun Tianzhao used for his guns. He carried the bag and led Li Sui into the hotel lobby.

　　Bai Xu checked in at the front desk.

　　The receptionist was a young woman with a name tag on her chest. She glanced at Bai Xu, then at Li Sui standing behind him, and curved her lips upward. She asked Bai Xu if he needed a king-size room.

　　Bai Xu answered in English. The woman typed a few keys and pushed a registration form toward him.

　　Li Sui stood behind Bai Xu and couldn't understand what they were saying.

　　He looked down at his dress. The hem of the white dress was dusty, and there were several tears made by wire at the edges.

　　He took half a step back, trying to hide his disheveled appearance behind Bai Xu.

　　The young receptionist glanced at him, her eyes pausing briefly on his dress, then she looked away and continued typing.

　　Li Sui awkwardly clutched the hem of his dress in his hand.

　　Bai Xu took the room card, turned to look at Li Sui. Li Sui was still standing behind him, his fingers still gripping the hem. Bai Xu reached out and rested a hand on Li Sui's shoulder—the width of his palm just covered his shoulder blade.

　　“Let's go. To the room.”

　　Bai Xu led Li Sui into the elevator and pressed the floor button. The number lit up on the panel. The elevator's interior was all shiny metal walls, reflecting two figures standing side by side.

　　Li Sui kept his head down, staring at the tips of his shoes.

　　Bai Xu raised his head and looked at their reflections on the elevator doors. Li Sui looked so obedient and quiet—it had seemed novel at first, but now—

　　Bai Xu lifted his fingers a little and hooked them around Li Sui's fingers hanging at his side. His fingers slipped between the gaps and loosely clasped them.

　　Li Sui turned his head in surprise toward Bai Xu.

　　“What's wrong? You seem unhappy.”

　　“No, I'm very happy.” Li Sui tightly clasped Bai Xu's hand.

　　“You don't have to hide your feelings in front of me.”

　　“That's so cliché. Sounds like a line from a TV drama.”

　　Bai Xu stared at Li Sui, wondering if his memory had come back.

　　“You used to say that kind of thing a lot.”

　　Li Sui met Bai Xu's gaze. At that moment, the elevator doors opened.

　　“Did I really have such bad taste when I grew up?” Li Sui stood still and pressed the door-open button with his hand. “After you.”

　　Bai Xu: “……”

　　Well, it seemed his memory hadn't returned—this person was just born with that personality.

　　Bai Xu sighed and stepped out of the elevator.

　　Walking along the deep red carpet, Bai Xu followed the room numbers and found their room. He swiped the card, pushed the door open, and handed the card to Li Sui.

　　“You go in first. I'll be back in a while.”

　　Without looking inside the room, he let go of the door handle, turned, and walked toward the end of the corridor.

　　Li Sui stood at the doorway, watching Bai Xu's figure disappear around the corner.

　　“……Abandoned again.”

　　Li Sui stepped into the room. Seeing the décor, he raised an eyebrow.

　　The wallpaper was light pink, the sheets white. There were four pillows stacked at the head of the bed, with a single rose placed in the middle. A faint fragrance lingered in the air.

　　Li Sui stood at the foot of the bed, looked at the rose for a while, then silently looked away and walked into the bathroom.

　　The bathroom was larger than average. The sink counter was very spacious. The bathtub was longer than standard, big enough for two people.

　　The countertop was marble, with one side extremely wide—wide enough for someone to sit on. There were no disposable toiletries on it, just two folded towels.

　　Li Sui wasn't interested in those. Right now, he wanted to wash his clothes.

　　He opened the cabinet under the sink and found disposable toiletries, which he tossed aside on the counter.

　　He searched for something to wash clothes with, but couldn't even find a bar of soap.

　　Instead, he found a bottle of lubricant and a box of Durex.

　　Li Sui: “……”

　　He silently put them back. He found a bottle of shampoo next to the bathtub. He filled the sink with water, took off his dress, and soaked it in the water.

　　He put on the bathrobe and began scrubbing the clothes in the white ceramic sink.

　　Turning the dress over, he saw a large tear at the hem.

　　“The dress is ruined like this. Can't mend it.”

　　He used hot water to get the stains out. He straightened up and looked in the mirror. The surface was smooth, not fogged up.

　　He was puzzled—he touched the mirror surface. The glass was warm.

　　Li Sui looked at the spacious marble countertop beside him and then at the double bathtub.

　　He immediately understood what it was for.

　　Li Sui supported himself with one hand against the mirror, and suddenly thought of Bai Xu. His face flushed and he quickly withdrew his hand.

　　He wrung the dress out a few times. Holding the wet dress, he stood in the bathroom for a moment, finding no hangers. He opened the bathroom door and walked out in his bathrobe.

　　He held the wet dress and looked around the room. There was a wardrobe across from the bed. He walked over and pulled open the right door.

　　As soon as he opened it halfway, he saw a leather collar—black, with a velvet lining on the inside and a row of studs. Next to it were handcuffs, also leather with a fleece lining, connected by a chain between the cuffs.

　　On the lower shelf were several slender whips and floggers, with non-slip grips on the handles. In the corner of the cabinet, there was also a nose-hook harness and a pile of clipped chains with various clamps.

　　The dress in Li Sui's hand dropped to the carpet.

　　He quickly turned around, hurried back into the bathroom, and took a cold shower to calm himself down.

　　---

　　Bai Xu came out of the clothing store next to the hotel, carrying a paper bag.

　　He swiped the card and entered the room. He saw a rose on the bed and a wet dress next to the wardrobe.

　　The bathroom door was closed, and the sound of water came from inside.

　　Bai Xu put the paper bag on the bed. He walked to the bathroom door and knocked twice.

　　“Xiao Sui? Still not done? I bought you some clothes.”

　　The water stopped for a moment. Li Sui's voice came from behind the door.

　　“Just a moment. Almost done.”

　　The water ran for about two more minutes, then the lock clicked. Li Sui opened the door and stood in the frame. His bathrobe was retied with a double knot, and droplets of water dripped from the ends of his hair.

　　Bai Xu didn't follow his gaze toward the wardrobe.

　　“Your clothes are on the bed. See if they fit.”

　　Li Sui glanced at the paper bag on the bed. He walked over and took out the clothes.

　　Bai Xu reached out and touched Li Sui's hair. “Why is it so cold? Did you wash with cold water?”

　　Li Sui awkwardly stepped back. “I just accidentally turned it to cold.”

　　“You'll catch a cold. Isn't there a hairdryer?” Bai Xu went into the bathroom and looked around, but didn't see one.

　　“It's okay.” Li Sui took a towel and dried his hair.

　　Bai Xu went to the wardrobe to see if the hairdryer was in there.

　　As soon as he opened the door, he saw a bunch of oddly shaped silicone rods, various remote controls, and beads…

　　Bai Xu looked down at the wet dress on the floor and guessed that Li Sui must have seen everything.

　　*Thump!*

　　Li Sui had just come out of the bathroom when he saw that Bai Xu had already opened the cabinet. He rushed over and slammed the door shut.

　　Bai Xu stood in front of the wardrobe, his fingers still holding the handle ring.

　　“D-Don't look!”

　　Li Sui held the left cabinet door shut tightly, his face completely red.

　　“Let go.” Bai Xu said.

　　Li Sui glanced up at Bai Xu, then looked away.

　　“No.”

　　Bai Xu reached out and pinched Li Sui's cheek. “What are you thinking?”

　　“I don't know. I wasn't thinking anything…”

　　“You think I'm going to use all this on you?” Bai Xu pulled open the right door and saw the contents inside. “In our relationship, this stuff would probably be used on me.”

　　“What do you mean? I'm an Omega. How is it used on you?” Li Sui blinked his droopy eyes in confusion.

　　“……Xiao Sui, when you look at me like that, it feels like I'm committing a crime.”

　　“I'm only 15…”

　　Bai Xu reached over and picked up the white box from the table, pointing at the text on it. “Read this English to me.”

　　Li Sui looked at it for a few seconds. “I don't recognize it.”

　　“Then I'll treat you as 15, and you never saw any of that.” Bai Xu put the box back on the table. “You're avoiding the issue.”

　　“I'm not.”

　　“You're blushing.”

　　Li Sui raised his hand and touched his cheek.

　　“Want to try?” Bai Xu took a collar from the cabinet and fastened it around his own neck.

　　Li Sui's fingers reached toward Bai Xu's neck, the tips touching the inner edge of the collar.

　　His fingers paused, slid along the edge, touched the buckle, then quickly withdrew.

　　“I'm 15. That's a crime.”

　　“I'm just asking what you saw. I didn't say I was going to do anything.”

　　“You're being tricky.” Li Sui said.

　　“I really haven't done anything.” Bai Xu said. “And besides, your actual age is 24. I'm only 23.”

　　Li Sui covered his face, the blush spreading from his ears to his earlobes.

　　“Don't bully me…”

　　“You've been bullying me since the day we first met.” Bai Xu took Li Sui's wrist and moved his hand away from his face. “Can I take revenge?”

　　Before Li Sui could react: “What do you mean…”

　　Bai Xu kissed him.

　　His lips pressed against Li Sui's lower lip, gently nipping, then releasing. His tongue traced the lip seam and slipped inside.

　　Li Sui didn't close his eyes—his lashes brushed against Bai Xu's cheekbone.

　　His lips were held by Bai Xu's, as if Bai Xu was teaching him. His tongue slowly glided through Li Sui's mouth, licking the palate, hooking his tongue.

　　After a while, Bai Xu pulled back, his lips glistening with a bit of moisture.

　　Li Sui's breathing was uneven, his lips slightly parted, his eyes carrying a thin layer of mist.

　　Li Sui raised a hand to touch his own lips, then said, “You—you're so skilled. Have you had many partners?”

　　“……Maybe it's because I practiced with you.”

　　Bai Xu pressed Li Sui onto the bed. One hand propped beside Li Sui's shoulder, the other slid to his waist, palm against his skin through the bathrobe.

　　Li Sui tilted his head, and the robe's collar slipped open a little, revealing a collarbone.

　　His breathing was uneven, his gaze falling on the collar around Bai Xu's neck. “Do we usually play this rough?”

　　“You tell me.”

　　Bai Xu lowered his head, forehead against Li Sui's, nose touching nose.

　　“Xiao Sui, do you have someone you like?”

　　“I like you.”

　　“Before me?” Bai Xu continued. “Xie Xun, or any of your classmates.”

　　Li Sui frowned. “Xunxun is just my friend. I'm not close with the others.”

　　“No one chased you?”

　　“Only my brother chased me to hit me. So what are you doing? Checking my romantic history?”

　　Bai Xu reached over and picked up the lubricant from the bedside. Li Sui's eyes fell on the bottle, realizing what it was for, and awkwardly looked away.

　　“Want to try?” Bai Xu asked.

　　Li Sui's robe tie loosened, and the collar slipped to one side, exposing half his shoulder. He was about to pull it back up.

　　Bai Xu had already stood up and taken a pair of handcuffs from the cabinet.

　　He took Li Sui's wrist, cuffed it around the bedpost, and fastened the cuff around his wrist.

　　The buckle tightened, the fleece against his skin.

　　Li Sui rattled his wrist, the chain hitting the headboard with a crisp sound.

　　“Nash, what are you doing?”

　　Bai Xu stood by the bed and unfastened his pants, the fabric sliding down his legs.

　　Li Sui's face flushed from the base of his neck all the way to his ears.

　　Bai Xu opened the lubricant, pouring the clear liquid over his fingers, it dripped between them. He lowered his head, fingers moving in and out of his body, knuckles bending and straightening, producing faint wet sounds.

　　When he felt sufficiently prepared, he pulled his fingers out and wiped them with tissue from the nightstand.

　　Then he walked to the foot of the bed, his knees pressing onto the mattress. The bed dipped to one side.

　　Li Sui's hands were cuffed to the headboard, unable to run, and he could only watch Bai Xu helplessly.

　　Bai Xu untied Li Sui's bathrobe. The sash loosened, and the robe fell open like unwrapped gift.

　　Bai Xu looked down and saw Li Sui's semi-hard erection.

　　He wasn't surprised at all.

　　His knees straddled Li Sui's waist on both sides, and he sat down, guiding himself down.

　　Li Sui was startled, the chain of the handcuffs instantly taut.

　　“Wait…”

　　Li Sui's voice trembled, his ears burning red as if they might bleed. He turned his head and buried his face in the pillow.

　　Bai Xu sat on him, his abdomen tensed, his body pressing down. When he bottomed out, he stopped, his breath catching.

　　Li Sui's breathing quickened, his lips pressed into a thin white line by his teeth.

　　Bai Xu didn't move immediately. He stayed there, looking down at Li Sui.

　　Li Sui turned his head away, eyes closed, facing the headboard.

　　Bai Xu reached out and pinched Li Sui's waist, his fingers resting against the skin, his thumb pressing into the dimple above his hip.

　　Li Sui's body jerked, his waistline tightening, his breathing faltering.

　　Bai Xu felt the thing wrapped inside him grow even harder.

　　“No matter how old you are, you're always the same.” Bai Xu chuckled softly.

　　He lifted his body up and then dropped back down—small movements, but agonizingly slow.

　　Li Sui's breathing followed that rhythm, sometimes rapid, sometimes slow. He kept his mouth tightly shut, only letting out nasal sounds. His hands were cuffed to the headboard, unable to cover his face or hide his expression.

　　His face was red, his lips trembling, his eyes opening and closing rapidly, lashes fluttering.

　　“Don't…” Li Sui finally spoke, only one word, his voice hoarse, carrying a pleading tone. “Don't look at me like that.”

　　Bai Xu didn't look away. He leaned close to Li Sui, his warm breath brushing his face. “Then look at me.”

　　Li Sui raised his eyes and met Bai Xu's gaze.

　　Bai Xu suddenly sat all the way down. Li Sui's eyes reddened at the sudden motion, tears nearly spilling out, his voice breaking.

　　“You did that on purpose.”

　　“I didn't know you'd be this weak after losing your memory.”

　　Bai Xu paused to let him recover, then continued moving slowly.

　　He pinched Li Sui's waist again, then sat deeper, the thing hitting the vestigial cavity of the alpha.

　　Li Sui's body arched involuntarily, the chains on his wrists tightening and loosening.

　　“You learn fast,” Bai Xu said softly. “Move yourself.”

　　Li Sui shook his head, turning his neck away from Bai Xu's gaze.

　　“If you don't move, I will.” Bai Xu shifted his weight, preparing to move.

　　Li Sui hurriedly spoke, “I can.”

　　He began trying to thrust his hips—clumsy, with wrong angles and incorrect force. Sometimes he slammed in too hard, sometimes he missed the mark entirely.

　　No experience, no skill.

　　Bai Xu gasped from the erratic movements, feeling the thing thrusting recklessly inside. He couldn't take it anymore.

　　He pressed Li Sui's hipbone. “Stop. Let me teach you.”

　　Li Sui's neck was red with embarrassment, but he didn't argue and stayed still.

　　Bai Xu adjusted the position, set the right angle, took the thing in hand, and guided it to thrust back in.

　　Then he held Li Sui's hipbone and moved him slowly. Following Bai Xu's rhythm, Li Sui moved a few times, finally found the right spot, got the feel, and didn't need Bai Xu's guidance anymore.

　　Bai Xu also gradually let his voice out—low nasal sounds and quick breaths escaping from his throat, sometimes broken, sometimes heavy.

　　His waistline tightened, thigh muscles tensing into smooth lines. Each drop landed perfectly at the deepest point, as if he wanted to completely devour Li Sui.

　　Li Sui's handcuffs scraped the headboard with short metallic sounds. His breathing was completely shattered, his chest heaving violently, his voice mixing with gasps, carrying tiny trailing notes.

　　Bai Xu looked down at him.

　　Li Sui's eyes could no longer focus; they were half-open, with a thin layer of glistening moisture in their rims.

　　Bai Xu leaned down and pressed his lips to the corner of Li Sui's mouth.

　　Bai Xu's body rose and fell above him, each descent carrying weight.

　　Li Sui's voice spilled out brokenly from his throat, not forming words.

　　Bai Xu held his shoulders tighter, pulling him closer, and whispered hurriedly in his ear: “Almost there…”

　　The end of the word faded into a muffled groan.

　　Held in Bai Xu's arms, Li Sui felt Bai Xu's body suddenly tighten. The vestigial reproductive cavity deep inside the alpha opened a crack, sucked him in, and then closed.

　　Warm liquid poured over him, and both of them let out short, broken sounds from deep in their throats.

　　Their interwoven breathing gradually calmed.

　　Li Sui's wrists were still cuffed to the headboard, the chains hanging down, resting on the headboard.

　　He stared at the ceiling, a thin sheen of moisture still on his lashes, his lips parted slightly as he panted.

　　Bai Xu dismounted and lay beside him, then reached over and undid the handcuffs.

　　The leather clasp loosened, and Li Sui's hands fell from the headboard. There was a ring of light red indentations around his wrists.

　　Bai Xu's fingers rested on his wrist, his thumb tracing the edge of the marks.

　　“Does it hurt?”

　　Li Sui turned his head to look at Bai Xu, his gaze falling on the scar across Bai Xu's eyebrow.

　　He brushed against Bai Xu's cheek and kissed the scar.

　　Bai Xu looked surprised. “Li Sui?”

　　“My name is Xiao Sui.” Li Sui's voice was muffled in the pillow, a little aggrieved.

　　Bai Xu took his wrist and lifted it, pressing his lips to the marks around it.

　　Li Sui turned his hand over and laced his fingers through Bai Xu's, intertwining them.

　　Bai Xu raised his hand and placed it on the back of Li Sui's head, his fingers threading through his half-dry hair.

　　“Alright. I believe you haven't had a relationship before.”

　　“What do you mean?” Li Sui was puzzled.

　　“Your skills at 24 were much better.”

　　“……I'm going to be angry. You're disappointed in me.”

　　He turned on his side and buried his face in Bai Xu's shoulder, his forehead against his collarbone.

　　Bai Xu patted Li Sui's head. “No, I'm going to thoroughly investigate your private life from 16 to 24.”

　　Li Sui nuzzled against his shoulder.

　　“That's none of my business. I've always been obedient.”