After Escaping Chapter 12
byParallel World of the Hundred Harvests
(If Father Gu were still alive)
Gu Yu’s father brought back a beautiful person.
The beauty followed Father Gu, his downcast eyes unable to hide his elegant and refined handsomeness. Standing there, clean and graceful, he made the dimly colored living room seem bright.
Gu Yu was not interested in his father’s romantic life. He knew that ever since his mother passed away, his father occasionally brought back small lovers—both male and female—to spend the night, but none ever lasted longer than three months. Therefore, he never paid them any mind.
But this time… watching his father’s hand resting on that person’s waist, Gu Yu secretly clenched his fist beneath his sleeve.
How could it be him? The man who had held an umbrella for him on a rainy night, the warm, deer-like figure who had curled up beside him, sleeping peacefully in the dark. Before Gu Yu could lean down and pluck him, his father had brought him through the front door, and he was about to become someone else’s plaything right before his eyes.
Gu Zeting, accustomed to such introductions, briefly introduced the man to his son, then turned and instructed Pei Shuyun to wait for him in the second room upstairs after dinner.
Seeing the person nod obediently, yet maintaining an air of detached aloofness in his movements, Gu Zeting suppressed the internal wicked fire and turned to go upstairs.
The air instantly fell silent. Being scrutinized by Gu Yu’s clearly hostile gaze, Pei Shuyun forcibly suppressed his inner unease.
He understood that he was merely a gift sent by Father Pei to curry favor with the Gu family. He was not his own master and certainly couldn’t control the rejection others felt toward him.
Dinner was extremely difficult. Gu Yu’s eyes were glued to him, practically burning holes into his body. Pei Shuyun struggled to swallow the last spoonful of soup, eager to escape that scrutinizing gaze.
“Stepmother.” Gu Yu finally spoke, his voice dark and carrying an inexplicable meaning.
“You are my father’s person. I can call you that, right, Stepmother?” Gu Yu stood up, approaching him step by step, quickly pinning him against the railing at the foot of the stairs.
“W-we haven’t registered the marriage yet,” Pei Shuyun was clearly flustered. “Don’t call me that.”
“Oh? You haven’t registered the marriage, but you’ve already moved in,” Gu Yu leaned in closer. “Stepmother looks so proper, yet turns out to be so shameless.”
Shaming the innocent person before him with harsh words, Gu Yu found it somewhat ridiculous that he was using this behavior to vent his inner resentment.
Sure enough, a flush appeared around Pei Shuyun’s eyes. Just as tears were about to well up, he pushed Gu Yu away and ran upstairs.
The sky gradually darkened.
Pei Shuyun calmed himself down alone in the room. His father’s ruthless act of pushing him forward as a favor had extinguished the last shred of hope he held for his family. He was powerless to resist reality and could only learn to accept it.
Thinking about what was about to happen tonight, he sighed softly, undid his clothes, and prepared to take a bath.
The bathroom was spacious. Steam rose on the mirror surface. Through the misty air, Pei Shuyun vaguely heard noise outside, which quickly subsided.
When he came out after showering, Gu Zeting still hadn’t arrived. Pei Shuyun left only a small, dim yellow lamp lit at the foot of the bed, leaned against the bedside, and closed his eyes to rest. Unknowingly, he drifted off to sleep.
He didn’t know how much time had passed when Pei Shuyun felt a pair of hands roaming over his body. His bathrobe was lifted, hanging half-open on his shoulders, revealing the spring scenery beneath.
Guessing that Gu Zeting might have returned, Pei Shuyun suppressed his discomfort, cooperated by turning over, and tentatively whispered, “CEO Gu?”
No one answered behind him. His buttocks were spread apart, and fingers lightly stroked the pale pink, inviting entrance a few times before suddenly stabbing a finger inside, as if in punishment.
The dry passage tightly constricted the finger. As it pushed inward, the tender flesh quickly adhered to it, gripping the fingertip and making progress difficult.
“G-gently.”
Pei Shuyun groaned, stimulated, and gripped the bedsheet tightly.
“Heh, so slutty.”
The person behind him chuckled, his tone rising, clearly not Gu Zeting’s voice.
Pei Shuyun trembled in terror, struggling to turn his head, but the man bit down hard on the back of his neck, repeatedly gnawing at that small patch of fair skin.
“Who are you?”
“Let go… let go of me.”
“What’s wrong? You were so cooperative just now, and now you don’t want it?”
Fingers moved in and out of the passage in frustration, stimulating him into continuous gasps.
“Are you that eager to be screwed by my father? Or have you already been screwed by him?”
He flipped Pei Shuyun over, his fingers buried deep inside. As the body shifted, the fingers rotated, and the intense stimulation quickly brought tears to Pei Shuyun’s eyes.
Under the dim yellow light, Gu Yu’s face was severely contorted, his eyes bloodshot as he stared at him.
Enveloped by intense fear, Pei Shuyun momentarily forgot to move, his legs wide open, allowing the man to toy with his entrance and his penis.
Seeing him so cooperative, Gu Yu became even more convinced that his father had already slept with this person. A mixture of bitterness and rage surged through him, driving him mad with jealousy. He could no longer control himself, biting and leaving mottled marks on the pale, tender skin of his chest.
He was just one step too late, only one step.
He couldn’t bear to imagine how this person had shed his cold exterior in front of his father, how he had held his legs and obediently allowed himself to be entered. Just thinking about it made his heart ache and go numb.
Unzipping his suit pants, the purplish-red behemoth sprang out, brushing against the widened entrance, causing the small opening to contract.
Despite his inner fury, Gu Yu carefully pushed inward, watching Pei Shuyun’s eyes, afraid of hurting that fragile place.
The speed of skin-on-skin collision grew faster and faster. The flesh column pumped in and out, bringing out white foam. The room was filled with lewd sounds.
Gu Yu discontentedly pulled Pei Shuyun’s arm away from his mouth and placed it on his own shoulder. “Cry out, baby.”
He saw that the man’s face was already wet, tears uncontrollably spilling out, yet he was still biting his lip, carefully holding back.
“Yunyun, don’t be afraid. Cry out. I want to hear your voice.”
He leaned down and held the person in his arms, licking and kissing the round, tender earlobe. His lower body continued to thrust, repeatedly stabbing Pei Shuyun’s sensitive spots, drawing out large amounts of silvery, slick fluid.
The darkness outside had completely descended. The dim yellow light in the room created an ambiguous atmosphere, and the two intertwined more deeply on the bed.
Gu Yu thrust wildly. Just as he was about to reach the peak, he fiercely kissed those rosy lips, their mouths intertwining and drawing out strands of silver saliva.
As the storm subsided, both their chests heaved violently. Gu Yu held the person tightly in his arms, their bones clicking softly together.
“Yunyun, don’t marry Gu Zeting, okay?”
His penis remained inserted in the flesh passage, softly blocking the semen that tried to spill out, making Pei Shuyun cover his lower abdomen, unable to speak.
“How am I inferior to him? I’m younger than him, I have better stamina than him. I will treat you well, I will treat you well for a lifetime. Look at me…”
Pei Shuyun listened to him whispering in his ear, the hot breath staining his ear tips red.
“Yunyun…”
Pei Shuyun didn’t know why he was so persistent about him, but as their skin pressed together, the rapidly beating heart conveyed a full warmth, scalding him and making his lips tremble slightly. He was inexplicably willing to believe that every word Gu Yu said was true.
“Yunyun, I love you. Will you give me a chance? I truly love you…”
Seeing that the person still didn’t answer, Gu Yu sighed, burying his head in the crook of his neck, feeling the warm body temperature.
In any case, the person was his now, and could only be in his arms. There was still a long time ahead; slowly making him accept himself might not be difficult.
Having figured this out, Gu Yu prepared to withdraw to clean him up, but suddenly, he felt arms wrap around his shoulders.
“Gu Yu, will you be gentle with me, please?”
The soft voice made Gu Yu feel somewhat at a loss.
“What did you say?”
“I… I haven’t done this before. Could you be gentle, and treat me kindly?”
After saying this, he shyly closed his eyes and buried his head in the man’s chest, refusing to look up again.
Gu Yu’s heart nearly melted. He kissed the man’s soft hair and made a sincere promise.
“Okay, I will be gentle with you. I will cherish you for my entire life.”
His lower body quickly became engorged and erect, and he began moving in and out of the moist passage again.
Pei Shuyun closed his eyes and endured, his soft moans and cries becoming utterly seductive.
No one had ever confessed love to him, nor told him that he was worthy of being loved.
As the lamplight flickered, when his face was reflected in the man’s dark eyes, his long-frozen heart began to beat anew. He was willing to take a gamble, a gamble on the love of his remaining life.
The moonlight stretched the intertwined shadows, and faint whispers dissipated into the starry sky.
Gu Yu held the man who had fallen into a deep sleep tightly, placing his lips on his brow.
After all the twists and turns, this little deer had finally fallen into his arms. Thankfully, he still had a lifetime to cherish him.
As for Gu Zeting, Gu Yu stroked the man’s soft dark hair, a hint of coldness flashing across his face.
Ever since he learned the cause of his mother’s death, the father-son affection had long been negligible.
He wouldn’t let Gu Zeting return. Gu Yu had activated his plans ahead of schedule. He couldn’t allow anyone to interfere with his relationship with Pei Shuyun.
The night outside was deep. He embraced his starlight, whispering endless affection.