Straight In Between

Horny

Chapter 24

Mr. Shen stared at him, hands still pinned to the wall, his breathing coming out like he had just returned from a marathon.

"Mr... Mr. Shen..." he stuttered, closing his laptop.

Mr. Shen said nothing. He quietly walked to the washroom. Liang Wei ran after him, but the door was locked. His hands ran through his hair as he climbed back into bed.

Mr. Shen turned the shower on and stood under it for minutes, emotions hitting every nerve in him—It hurt. It hurt so bad he grabbed his chest. He had sent him tons of messages and called him nonstop, cancelled all his meetings, and personally tried to cook him something to eat but Liang Wei never showed up, never picked up, and never replied to a single message.

"Su Yue..." he murmured, raising his head for the water to hit his face as if splashes of it would help with his heart.

After about an hour, he finally stepped out of the shower looking calmer than expected.

"Mr. Shen?" Liang Wei called, sitting up.

"Hmmm," he hummed in response, looking through the wardrobe for his clothes.

Silence.

He stepped out to the kitchen for water; Liang Wei followed. In the kitchen, Wei hugged him from the back. Mr. Shen pulled away, drinking his water. He walked back and got in bed. Liang Wei followed, sitting close.

"Mr. Shen?" he called. There was no response; his eyes remained closed. "Da... Daddy." Still no response.

He bit his lips, lying down and sliding his hand around Mr. Shen’s waist. Mr. Shen pushed it away, pulling the blanket over him.

"I’m sorry, please don’t be upset," Liang Wei begged, reaching for Mr. Shen’s waist again, but he pushed his hand away.

Mr. Shen wasn’t upset at all, but for the first time, he felt really hurt—so hurt that he wanted to hug Chi Cheng so bad. It’s only around Chi Cheng that he can be a baby; to everyone else, he was a cold CEO who only cares about Chi Cheng and his partner, a CEO who doesn’t feel pain.

Thinking of this made a tear slide down his face unknowingly. It made him yank Wei’s hand from around his waist even harder. Wei gasped.

"Mr. Shen!" he called, pulling him hard onto his back. Mr. Shen’s hand flew up to hide his face. Liang Wei stared down at him quietly. He made no sounds or attempts to take his hands from his face.

Liang Wei's hand slowly slid down into his shorts. The contact made Mr. Shen's c**k kick; it hardened immediately. Mr. Shen grabbed his hand and pulled it out, turning back onto his side.

He could tell Liang Wei was still turned on since he had interrupted the call at his peak. Compared to Mr. Shen, Liang Wei was more of an addict, but it wasn't obvious unless he was turned on. He didn't have any control over it and no one could satisfy him except Mr. Shen, not even when he tried to picture Mr. Shen naked. Although Mr. Shen is always in the mood for s*x around him, he knew how to control himself and hold back his longings, but Liang Wei was a total mess in such situations. He was the type of person who would run out of class and book a flight to Mr. Shen’s business trip just to get f****d.

He was that addicted to Mr. Shen, yet always treated him like he didn’t love him as much as Mr. Shen loved him. Mr. Shen knew he was loved, just that, with Su Yue in the picture now, he doesn't feel the same anymore. This drew more tears from his eyes.

Still unable to sleep, Liang Wei turned to him. The heat in his blood felt very uncomfortable, his mind clouding with images of Mr. Shen pinning him down and spanking him until his eyes stung with tears. He felt so hot that he pulled off his clothes and nestled into his back, as if wanting to be one with his skin.

"Da... Daddy," he murmured, sliding his hand around Mr. Shen. "Daddy, I can’t sleep," he said, reaching into his shorts. He was still hard; it quickened his heartbeat.

He pulled Mr. Shen onto his back when he didn’t push him away. Mr. Shen's hands went up to cover his face again. He made no attempt to touch him at all, so Wei decided to take the initiative. He pulled off Mr. Shen’s shorts and climbed over him, his stomach tightening at the sight of his c**k. He tried to pull Mr. Shen's hand off his face but couldn’t.

"Daddy..." he called desperately, but Mr. Shen remained still—no sound and his hand stayed over his face. It was beginning to rain and the freshness in the air sent tickles.