8. Your wish is my command, and your ass belongs to me now

"What took you so long, you idiot?" Wang Yi Bo complained while lying comfortably on a pile of pillows.

"Why do you always have to be so impatient, Baby? I was gone for like three minutes," Xiao Zhan giggled as he sat back down on the bed, a steaming bowl of ramen in his hands.

"At least four!" Wang Yi Bo stole an interested glance at the bowl.

"Fine, four minutes. Are you already missing me this much, or is it just the food I made?" Xiao Zhan raised an eyebrow.

"Who would miss you? I'm only interested in the story!" 'And your di...FOOD.'

"You really can't wait to get your ass whacked, can you?" Xiao Zhan teased.

"Why do you think that's the only thing on my mind? I'm not like you!" Wang Yi Bo scolded his husband, his eyes never leaving the bowl.

Xiao Zhan noticed this and shook his head, amused. He had to swallow back a comment about the fact that his baby had already eaten two portions...

"Here, you greedy kitten, eat this. I'll get another one and maybe fulfill your desires later."

The last words went unheard by the seemingly starved Baby on the bed, who was already headfirst inside the bowl of ramen...

***

Wang Yi Bo sat trembling inside the dimly lit captain's cabin, perched on the edge of the bed with both arms wrapped tightly around himself. Only a few candles offered some light, casting flickering shadows on the wooden walls. Despite their warmth, his body wouldn’t stop shivering. It wasn’t the cold that gripped him; it was the haunting image of the injured soldier that played relentlessly in his mind. A former comrade. He might not have known him personally, but they belonged to the same Company, which was, at least for him, like a family. 

The thought that this man could have been just like him, merely fulfilling his duty without understanding the sinister truth behind their actions, gnawed at his conscience. What if they shared the same values, the same ideals? A wave of guilt threatened to overwhelm him, and he desperately shook his head to shake it off. Then the image of the frightened and flayed slaves appeared before his inner eye, and he sighed in frustration. He grabbed his hair, fighting the urge to tear it out one strand at a time. How could he have been so blind?

He didn’t know how long he sat there, unmoving, when suddenly the door flung open with a suddenness that startled him. Xiao Zhan rushed into the room, his face clearly showing concern and urgency. The door slammed shut behind him, and his eyes frantically scanned the dim cabin until they landed on Wang Yi Bo’s huddled form. With a sigh of relief, Xiao Zhan crossed the room in quick strides, kneeling in front of Wang Yi Bo to envelop him in a firm embrace.

The younger stiffened momentarily before sinking into the strong arms. As if hit by warm rays of sunlight, his heart suddenly felt light, and everything outside this cabin faded away. Xiao Zhan’s familiar, comforting scent made him almost forget his previous anxieties. A small, weary smile played on his lips as he closed his eyes and wrapped his arms around the broad frame, his fingers clenching into the black shirt. In this moment, he realised that being held by this man was exactly what he needed. Here, he was safe. Here, everything felt right.

Xiao Zhan’s hands moved in gentle circles on his back, each touch easing the tension from Wang Yi Bo’s body. He pressed feather-light kisses onto his hair and forehead. As the minutes ticked by, Wang Yi Bo found himself relaxing more and more, his earlier anxiety slowly being replaced by a sense of calm and contentment.

“ChengCheng told me what happened,” Xiao Zhan murmured softly into his ear, his breath warm against Wang Yi Bo’s skin. “I’m so sorry, and I know it must be hard for you. But I want you to know how proud I am of you, my princess. Helping us was incredibly brave, and I’ll never forget it. If you need anything, anything at all, just tell me. I’m here for you.” Xiao Zhan spoke softly into his ear, and his comforting words spread a warm feeling throughout Wang Yi Bo’s whole body.

He responded by nestling even deeper into the embrace, his face buried in the crook of Xiao Zhan’s neck. There was something intoxicating about being held like this, something he craved more than he cared to admit.

The Captain noticed this, and despite the gravity of the situation, a fond and loving smile made its way onto his lips. His fingers tenderly played with the loose strands of hair that fell onto the younger's shoulders.

“I have to show you something,” Xiao Zhan whispered, his voice gentle yet insistent. “It won’t erase what happened, but it might ease your guilt a little. Come on, princess. You really need to see this… uh, Princess?” He tried to coax Wang Yi Bo to sit up, but the younger man clung to him like a koala, refusing to budge. 

The pirate couldn't help but chuckle affectionately at this. “You can cuddle me later as much as you want, but this is important for you to see right now.”

Wang Yi Bo growled softly, still reluctant to let go, as Xiao Zhan almost forcefully tried to separate them. "Let me... don't want to..." His grip tightened the more Xiao Zhan pulled. As a result, they both slumped down onto the floor, with Wang Yi Bo lying on top of Xiao Zhan, his arms still tightly wrapped around him.

The Captain was amazed. He hadn’t expected this behaviour at all. He tried to raise his head to look at his princess, but the only thing he could see was dishevelled black hair. Wang Yi Bo nuzzled his face deeper into his neck, his soft breaths a tickling sensation that coaxed laughter from the pirate.

Xiao Zhan smiled smugly and stopped moving. Well, he might as well take advantage of the situation while he could; who knew when his princess would show him affection like this again? So he just lay back, pretty satisfied with his position, and waited for some moments.

“Princess, one might think you actually like me,” Xiao Zhan teased with a smirk, gently bucking his hips to convey his amusement and delight.

The movement startled Wang Yi Bo, and he tensed immediately as he felt something hard press against his stomach. The realisation of their closeness hit him like a wave, and he scrambled to sit up, accidentally ramming his knee into the crown jewels of the man beneath him.

Xiao Zhan yelped in pain, his hands instinctively flying to his crotch as he curled up protectively. “Aye! Your love is painful, princess,” he groaned in agony.

Wang Yi Bo flushed with embarrassment, hastily apologising as he helped the whimpering Xiao Zhan back up. “Perfect, you idiot,” he muttered under his breath, chiding himself. “You still need that! Can't you be a little more careful?”

“I’m sorry, I didn’t mean to...” Wang Yi Bo began remorsefully, guiding the wheezing pirate to sit on the mattress.

Xiao Zhan inhaled deeply a few times, steadying his breath. His head tilted to the side, a smug grin tugging at his lips. “You’ll have to make up for that. But first, you really should take a look at this.” He fished out a neatly folded piece of paper, handing it to Wang Yi Bo, whose eyes filled with curiosity and suspicion.

“Song Lan found it hidden inside the jacket when he searched the guard you stabbed,” Xiao Zhan explained. “It's an order from the Company. Detailed trading instructions, the number of slaves, the contact person, the location they initially were heading to... He was one of them, Yi Bo. I don't want to say that everyone is involved, but they are everywhere, and your government knows this. They get a big piece of the cake, so they keep their mouth shut.”

Wang Yi Bo stared at the paper, his eyes scanning the lines repeatedly. Anger welled up inside him, but alongside it, a wave of relief. The tightness in his chest eased, and he felt a strange sense of liberation.

He closed his eyes, throwing his head back. “I should have believed you sooner. I feel so stupid.”

Xiao Zhan leaned closer, wrapping an arm around his shoulder, giving him a gentle shake. “I didn’t expect this from you. You were raised in a completely different environment and made your own experiences. I wouldn't have believed me either if our roles were reversed.”

“Do you really mean it?” Wang Yi Bo whispered, leaning his head on Xiao Zhan's shoulder. 

The pirate lifted his hand, gently caressing the younger's cheek with his thumb. “I do. Don't think too much. It's not your fault.”

“That's not that easy. Even without knowing, I protected those bastards. People suffered because of me.” Wang Yi Bo raised his voice, his hands balling into fists.

Seeing his distress, Xiao Zhan was quick to react, pulling him hard against his chest, whispering urgently into his ear. “It is not! You were a tool. You were used. The real culprits are those who do these terrible things to people out of pure greed. You didn't decide to hurt the women and children, did you?”

“...No.” Wang Yi Bo shook his head, buried in Xiao Zhan's chest.

“And if you would have known what was happening, you would have tried your best to help them, right?” Xiao Zhan continued, his voice a calming presence in the storm of emotions.

“... Yes, I guess…”

“See? You're different from them. You have your heart in the right place. Don't let these guilty thoughts consume you. You are better. And earlier, you did the right thing. It might sound cruel, but your deed saved around fifty innocent lives tonight.”

Wang Yi Bo's voice was tense. “Did he survive?”

“The guard? I think so. Song Lan said the wound wasn’t too deep or in a place where important organs were located.”

“I don’t know if I should be happy or sad about that,” Wang Yi Bo snorted disdainfully.

“You shouldn’t be sad that the man didn’t die. He did cruel things, yes. But killing isn’t the solution to everything,” Xiao Zhan said, a hint of reprimand in his voice.

Wang Yi Bo nodded, biting his lip in shame. “I’m sorry. I shouldn’t have said that, it's just…” he whispered, turning to Xiao Zhan, meeting his dark, gentle gaze.

“It’s okay. I know you didn’t mean it like that,” Xiao Zhan replied with understanding. “It's late. You should rest. We can talk tomorrow. I'm here for you.”

As if on cue, intense fatigue suddenly overcame Wang Yi Bo. His limbs felt heavy and sore, his eyes threatening to close on their own. Xiao Zhan carefully placed his head onto the pillow, caressing his cheek one last time before attempting to get up. But Wang Yi Bo's hand grabbed the pirate's wrist. “Can you stay?”

Xiao Zhan smiled. “Of course.”

When Wang Yi Bo opened his eyes again, it was still dark outside. Quietness engulfed him as he looked around the dimly lit room. The only sound was Xiao Zhan's even breathing beside him. The pirate didn't even take off his clothes, instead he just held him in his arms, so that he could rest.

For a while, he just lay there in silence, neither moving nor speaking. Wang Yi Bo’s eyes traced Xiao Zhan’s sleeping face until they lingered on the slightly parted lips. He drew a shaky breath, the growing urge to close the gap between them overwhelming. Like a magnet pulling him in, his face moved closer, inch by inch, eyes fixed on their target, spellbound. One hand found its way to Xiao Zhan’s nape, carefully sliding over the warm skin. Xiao Zhan’s eyes opened slightly, surprise written on his features, yet he didn't stop him.

Their lips met in a shy, gentle brush that quickly grew into a passionate dance, erasing any traces of tiredness. Fire seemed to spread through their bodies as they surrendered to their emotions.

Xiao Zhan’s hands cradled Wang Yi Bo’s face, caressing his warm cheeks. His lips moved over the younger’s, and the tip of his tongue sought entrance, eager to explore. Instead, he was met with a playful challenge, their tongues engaging in a lively duel. Both were breathless but refused to part, entangled in a fervent embrace, oblivious to the world around them.

Eventually, Wang Yi Bo broke the kiss, gasping for air, his face flushed. He scanned Xiao Zhan’s face, delighted to see him equally breathless.

A sudden thought invaded Wang Yi Bo’s mind, a burst of courage he hadn’t anticipated he could muster. The air between them seemed to crackle with desire as he placed a hand on Xiao Zhan’s chest, gently but firmly pushing him back onto the mattress. Their eyes locked in an electrifying gaze, as Wang Yi Bo slipped smoothly between Xiao Zhan’s muscular legs, his movements fluid and purposeful. Without saying anything, Wang Yi Bo’s hands traced over the laced boots, traveling up to Xiao Zhan’s knees, and then further along his thighs, feeling the tactile sensation of leather beneath his fingers. His movements elicited a low growl from the owner. With deliberate slowness, he began undoing the laces of the boots, maintaining eye contact with Xiao Zhan, whose gaze had darkened with anticipation.

His actions didn't leave the pirate unaffected. Xiao Zhan’s breath hitched, and Wang Yi Bo noticed with a mix of satisfaction and excitement how the pirate's body responded to his touch. Encouraged, Wang Yi Bo worked his way up, deftly undoing the belt with his teeth and easing the pants down, revealing the fullness of Xiao Zhan’s arousal. The heady combination of sight, scent, and warmth overwhelmed him. His own member stirred to life and it throbbed, hidden under his clothing. He leaned in, his nose brushing against the sensitive skin, drawing in the unique scent.

Xiao Zhan’s fingers found their way into Wang Yi Bo’s hair, gripping tightly as a low moan escaped his lips when Wang Yi Bo’s tongue flicked over the sensitive tip, eliciting a shiver of pleasure that traveled through both of them.

“Yi Bo…” Xiao Zhan's voice was a strained whisper, filled with longing.

Wang Yi Bo firmly wrapped his hand around the pulsing shaft and slowly began to stroke up and down in a steady rhythm while his tongue relentlessly teased the head with quick licks, almost driving Xiao Zhan insane. The pirate's raw moans echoed through the room, as the tension between them increased. He almost screamed when the sinful mouth finally closed himself over the massive erection and sucked the life out of him until he came hard. 

Wang Yi Bo didn't stop after swallowing everything and simply refused to leave the oversensitive manhood, savouring the intimacy of the moment. Xiao Zhan gently tugged at his hair, praising him affectionately. “What a pleasant surprise, my princess.” He murmured,  still breathless. “I really could get used to this. But, please, free poor me, I really want to do something else! Please, let me take you. I want you to be mine." 

Hearing this, Wang Yi Bo finally released the softened member, meeting Xiao Zhan's gaze. His expression, his hooded eyes and the redness on his cheeks clearly showed his aroused state, causing Xiao Zhan to tremble with unbridled greed. However, he tried to hold himself back, as he wanted both to consent about what he wanted to do. 

A pleasured groan reverberated through the room, as Wang Yi Bo swiftly rose from the sheets and straddled his pirate, wrapping his arms around his broad shoulders, feeling the solid strength beneath his fingers. He leaned in, their foreheads touching, and let out a soft moan as Xiao Zhan’s hands gripped his buttocks, pulling him closer. The friction between them sent sparks of pleasure through his body, making him shiver.

Driven by lust, Wang Yi Bo rolled his hips, causing their crotches to rub against each other. “You can have me as much as you want,” Wang Yi Bo whispered, his voice hoarse with need. “I am yours, only yours.”

In that moment, Wang Yibo realised he really wanted it. He never thought it would be possible, but he wanted this man. He wanted to be claimed by him. If someone had told him this a few weeks ago, he would have declared that person insane. 

Xiao Zhan wasted no time, his fingers deftly undoing the laces of Wang Yi Bos garment, hastily pushing the fabrics aside. The cool air against his skin brought goosebumps, a stark contrast to the heat building between them. Wang Yi Bo shrugged off the remaining clothing, letting it fall away, his body now fully exposed to Xiao Zhan’s admiring gaze.

Wang Yi Bo leaned down, capturing Xiao Zhan’s lips in a fervent kiss, pouring all his emotion into the gesture. He ground his hips against Xiao Zhan’s, showing his impatience. 

"What are you waiting for? Are you only going to stare… Ah!" He complained, trying to provoke the older. However, his teasing was cut short by a sudden bite of sharp teeth on one of his little hard mounds on his chest. 

That was the moment Xiao Zhan fully took over, his hands greedily roaming over every inch of skin as he went down on the shivering body, worshiping and playing with it. His lips followed, planting kisses, nips, and playful bites, marking Wang Yi Bo with the evidence of their shared passion.

“Just wait, my princess. We’re just getting started,” Xiao Zhan growled, his voice filled with promise.

“Oh, I hope we do!” Wang Yi Bo gasped, anticipation and desire thrumming through every fiber of his being.

With a swift move, Xiao Zhan flipped them over onto the mattress and proceeded to undress them with a hint of urgency. Wang Yi Bo’s eyes sparkled with excitement, his heart racing in anticipation.

Things got heated really fast the moment their bare skin touched. Xiao Zhan lay atop Wang Yi Bo, capturing his lips in a passionate kiss that left them both breathless. Their bodies moved in harmony, skin sliding against skin, and the sensation of their hardened nipples brushing sent shivers through them both.

Wang Yi Bo didn't know where to put his hands, the sensations rippling through him were simply overwhelming. He was a mess. Xiao Zhans touches sent shiver after shiver down his spine and let all of them pool in his center of lust. 

Xiao Zhan took his time, preparing Wang Yi Bo with deliberate care. Despite the heat of the moment, his touch was gentle, ensuring that he was ready for what lay ahead, knowing the younger was inexperienced. The last thing Xiao Zhan wanted was his princess to get hurt out of impatience. He eased the passage and stretched it as best as he could, whispering sweet nothings into Wang Yi Bo's ear, comforting, praising and encouraging him. “I want this to be special for both of us,” he murmured.

Wang Yi Bo, on the other side, decided to let himself go and take all of what his pirate was willing to give, yet, impatience clawed at him, a growing need that demanded more.

“Ah…Xiao Zhan… please, I can’t take it anymore. I need you…” he pleaded, his voice a breathless whisper.

Xiao Zhan paused, concern written on his features as he searched Wang Yi Bo’s eyes for any sign of hesitation. “Are you sure? I don’t want to hurt you.”

“Kiss me, and I will be fine. Please!” Wang Yi Bo begged, his hips arching toward Xiao Zhan, seeking the friction he craved.

Xiao Zhan took a moment to steady himself, closing his eyes briefly to calm down. “Aye, my love, your wish is my command.”

With that, Xiao Zhan caught Wang Yi Bo’s mouth into a breathtaking and passionate kiss. He spread Wang Yi Bo’s legs gently, positioning himself at the entrance. He intertwined their fingers on either side of Wang Yi Bo’s head, before slowly pushing forward into the tight, welcoming heat.

The feared pain didn't come. Wang Yi Bo felt a little uncomfortable and full but the tearing pain he heard so much about wasn't there. “You can move,” he whispered, surprise mingling with relief. “It doesn’t hurt… don’t make me wait.”

Xiao Zhan responded with another kiss, his movements slow and measured as he began to establish a steady rhythm.

He barely could hold himself back, the feeling was simply overwhelming. The tight embrace of Wang Yi Bo’s body, the heat that enveloped him, and the soft moans that grew louder with each thrust drove him to the brink of his control.

Wang Yi Bo found himself swept away in a flood of sensations. When he thought, what Xiao Zhan did with his mouth the other day was like heaven, he didn't know that this would exceed his wildest imaginations.

The initial discomfort faded quickly, replaced by a pleasure that built with every movement. Xiao Zhan found a spot within him that made him see stars, his cries of pleasure echoing in the room, urging Xiao Zhan to give him more. 

He was close to the edge, teetering on the brink of release as Xiao Zhan’s movements grew more erratic, more urgent. Wang Yi Bo’s head fell back, his face full of ecstasy as he clung to Xiao Zhan, nails leaving red trails across his back.

“Come with me, my love,” Xiao Zhan gasped, his voice rough with need, as he approached his own climax. "Ah…help me…" 

Wang Yi Bo helplessly arched beneath him. He felt a hand wrap around his aching length, stroking him in time with Xiao Zhan’s thrusts, pushing him closer to the edge.

They fell apart almost at the same time. With a last strong blow, Xiao Zhan let out a low growl, his final thrust burying him deep as he found his release, the sensations washing over him in waves. He slumped down in exhaustion and fell on top of Wang Yi Bo who followed him shortly after, shooting his load between them, his inner walls squeezing around the huge manhood and milking him dry until the last drop.  

For a moment, they just lay there, their breathing the only sound in the quiet room. Slowly, they came back to themselves.  Xiao Zhan tenderly brushed a hand over Wang Yi Bo’s damp forehead, pulling a blanket over them both. “That was incredible, my love.”

Wang Yi Bo could only nod, a blissful smile tugging at his lips. “Hm…”

Sleep found them only moments later.