Creatures Of Habit Chapter 7

Creatures of Habit Chapter 7

Qin Shaocheng grasped his hand, gritted his teeth and said, “Get off me.”

Jiang Yishan saw the hesitation and resistance in Qin Shaocheng’s eyes, so he quickly went for his pajamas. He could already feel Qin Shaocheng’s erection. Qin Shaocheng may not want to see him, but his body would still respond to him. Thinking of this, Jiang Yishan took the initiative. He pulled down Qin Shaocheng’s pajamas and lowered his head to lick his c.o.c.k.

It was so hot. Qin Shaocheng clenched his hand into a fist when Jiang Yishan’s mouth enveloped his c.o.c.k. He stared at the man’s spine showing through his skin as he bent down. His skin was very white and his muscles were thin. Jiang Yishan was skinny and still unwell, but Qin Shaocheng only found this scene extremely sick and beautiful.

He wanted to ravage this fragile man, but he also wanted to hold him in the arms of love.

When Jiang Yishan’s hot tongue started licking him, all the reason in Qin Shaocheng’s brain disappeared. On the edge of losing control, he pushed Jiang Yishan’s shoulder away.

“Is it uncomfortable? Did I bite you again?” Jiang Yishan put out his tongue to lick at the slit on top of the c.o.c.k and then bored into it.

At that moment, Qin Shaosheng felt he was about to come.

He gasped, annoyed that he was easily aroused by the man’s desire. He angrily grasped Jiang Yishan’s arm and pulled him away.

Jiang Yishan wouldn’t surrender and tried to stir him up. “Shaocheng… I will learn… I’ll only use my tongue this time…”

The erotic image of Jiang Yishan licking the tip of his c.o.c.k instantly flashed in Qin Shaocheng’s mind. His anger and desire acc.u.mulated to the point of explosion. He pulled Jiang Yishan to his lap, seized his wrist and twisted his right arm behind his back. Using his left leg, he restrained Jiang Yishan from squirming. He raised his left hand and landed a heavy spank on Jiang Yishan’s a.s.s.

He was so strong that a palm print soon appeared on Jiang Yishan’s a.s.scheeks.

“!” Jiang Yishan was struck dumb by the sudden slap.

Pa!

Another spank.

Jiang Yishan was ashamed and afraid. “Shaocheng…”

The soft white a.s.scheek was printed with red palm prints, and everytime Qin Shaocheng smacked it, Jiang Yishan’s hips would sway. Qin Shaocheng’s desire was terrible. He raised his left hand and hit it again.

It landed heavier this time. The sound of the slap loud and clear.

Jiang Yishan shrank from the pain. “I’m wrong. Don’t fight–ah!”

The beating did not stop for mercy, but grew heavier and stronger. Jiang Yishan could only hear the sound from behind him. Being fixed in place, unable to move, he could not see Qin Shaocheng’s expression. He could only endure the painful spanking. Qin Shaocheng was beating him so hard, he couldn’t bear it and started squirming away. “It hurts. I was wrong!”

Qin Shaocheng tightened his hold on Jiang Yishan’s hand. The soft and smooth b.u.t.tocks became red, swollen and hot. He gazed at the beaten a.s.scheeks that looked like peaches as his palm brushed over it

Qin Shaocheng suppressed his carnal thoughts and said in a cold voice: “Would you stop disturbing me now?”

Jiang Yishan’s eyelashes had tears clinging to them from when he cried out in pain. “I was wrong… I won’t bother you anymore.”

Qin Shaocheng, however, was reluctant to part from the a.s.s that he made red and swollen. He spread his fingers and gently squished the trembling bottom. The soft pink flesh was stuck in the finger seams, and it felt excellent [1].

He seized one cheek and squeezed it a few times.

After being slapped, Jiang Yishan’s a.s.s felt hot. Now, having his b.u.t.t fondled, his whole temperature rose. The constant caresses also made his c.o.c.k rise. Lost in desire, Jiang Yishan started rubbing his d.i.c.k against Qin Shaocheng’s leg. He muttered indistinctly, “Shaocheng…”

When a touch flitted over Qin Shaocheng’s c.o.c.k, he broke out of his stupor. Realizing what he had just been doing, there was a moment of regret on his face. He smacked those bouncy a.s.scheeks, and his voice dropped an octave as he said: “You never learn.”

Qin Shaocheng beat him without holding back. Jiang Yishan, only feeling pain, didn’t hear the deep desire in his tone.

The spanking got faster. The pain of the previous slap had not yet subsided when Jiang Yishan got smacked again. Crying and struggling was useless. Qin Shaocheng was determined to break his a.s.s. Having his a.s.s spanked in succession made him numb from the pain. Jiang Yishan cried for mercy.

Struggling, Qin Shaocheng took a picture of Jiang Yishan’s b.a.l.l.s hanging between his legs. Jiang Yishan cried weakly. His legs were shaking, and Qin Shaocheng saw that his toes were curled up.

Qin Shaocheng didn’t say anything as he took another shot from a different angle.

“No, don’t do that!” Jiang Yishan struggled to get away, but Qin Shaocheng did his best to restrain him. Several times during the struggle, Qin Shaocheng almost brushed Jiang Yishan’s c.o.c.k; it was as hard as red iron. He didn’t pay attention to it. He only watched from behind and spanked him so hard that one’s scalp could turn numb from the pain.

Shame, pain and pleasure were combined.

Jiang Yishan, who was unable to escape no matter how hard he tried, was now sweating all over. While he was spanked, his b.a.l.l.s would also get hit. It was painful, but oddly, it was also refres.h.i.+ng. His c.o.c.k got erect on Qin Shaocheng’s leg, and his pajamas were wet from prec.u.m. He wanted to twist his a.s.s away a little, but as he did, his pajamas rubbed the head of Qin Shaocheng’s c.o.c.k. Qin Shaocheng landed another slap on his b.u.t.t. Stimulated back and forth, Jiang Yishan screamed into Qin Shaocheng’s leg.

Qin Shaocheng stared at his trembling b.u.t.tocks and finally stopped beating him.

His ugly desire was unreservedly exposed to the eyes of his opponent, and he could only retaliate by smacking him. Jiang Yishan cried out, his heart sinking. He was afraid that crying would annoy Qin Shaocheng. He dared not turn around; he bit the quilt and sobbed quietly. His shoulders trembled as he cried.

The room was quiet; only the sound of Jiang Yishan’s m.u.f.fled cries could be heard.

Qin Shaocheng swallowed, his Adam’s apple bobbing in his throat. He loosened his shackles on Jiang Yishan’s hands and feet and murmured, “Get off.”

Jiang Yishan wiped his tears. When he got up, he saw the stain he left on Qin Shaocheng’s trousers. His shame reached its peak. He dared not touch his painful b.u.t.tocks. He knelt on the sofa bed and looked red-eyed at Qin Shaocheng.

“Get out of the room. I don’t want to see you.”

Apart from the breakup, this is the second time Qin Shaocheng told him to leave. He initially thought that he could embrace the idea of having Qin Shaocheng spank him, but it was all shattered into pieces when met with his cold gaze.

He put on his pajamas and with his head drooping, he went to the bathroom.

Actually, his fever had not yet abated. He felt very uncomfortable, and now his a.s.s was sore from the beating. Not to mention he even made a mess on Qin Shaocheng; it was so shameful. Afterwards, there was no embrace, no gentle comfort, nothing. His a.s.s hurt so much that he couldn’t turn over to sleep. He laid on the bed. Jiang Yishan buried his face in the pillow before he allowed himself to cry.

He already realized he was wrong and even tried pleasing Qin Shaocheng. Why couldn’t he move him even just a little?

In the living room. Qin Shaosheng reclined on the couch for a long time before his desires calmed down. He looked at the time on his cell phone. His first thought was whether Jiang Yishan had taken antipyretics before he finished his meal. He went to the bathroom impatiently and washed his face with cold water. Then he thought of Jiang Yishan’s poor appearance.

Turning on the faucet, he threw the towel into the sink, soaking it completely. hen wringed it dry and hanged it on the wall. He took a spray-on medicine [2] from the cupboard in the living room before going into the bedroom.

The bedside lamp was turned on, and Jiang Yishan was sleeping on the bed. Qin Shaocheng went over and saw the medicine which had been unpacked on the bedside cabinet. This medicine had a helpful sleeping effect. Jiang Yishan had a fever when taking this medicine; he should be sleeping for a whole day.

Qin Shaocheng lifted the quilt, sprayed the medicine on his hand and rubbed it between his palms before applying it on Jiang Yishan’s red b.u.t.tocks. Jiang Yishan shrank in pain while asleep and hummed in a low voice. Qin Shaocheng’s movements turned slightly lighter. 

After putting on the medicine, he covered the quilt and turned off the lamp. In the darkness, he heard Jiang Yishan murmuring in a very low voice: “Hug…”

Qin Shaocheng rushed out of the bedroom and closed the door.

Translator’s Notes:

1 輕輕下壓，軟嫩的粉色臀肉就卡在指縫裡，觸感極好。

“Flesh stuck in the finger seams” sounds so weird in English, but I wasn’t sure how else to translate it. Return ▲

2 跌打噴霧 

A spray-on medicine for wounds and the like. You can find lots of these for sale on . Return ▲

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