"I'm not in your head, A-Chao. I'm here, watching you. I wish others would treat you with more understanding. It is not your fault that they underestimated what Wei Wuxian and the others are capable of." He could get him to ranting, maybe that was the wisest move. It was certainly getting him a lot of information. "Wei-xiong is my friend, so I know well how clever he is. You are not to blame. You should have been given more permission."
"It's just not fair. Wei Wuxian doesn't even matter, no one cares about him. He's a nothingness. He was only here because of Jiang Cheng! Not that any of it matters, anyway. They can be as cunning as they like but they won't know what's going to hit them!" Once him and Wen Zhuliu go to Lotus pier, he could redeem himself. That was what his dad had told him. He didn't need Wen Xu to do it, he could do it and he would show his dad he was just as competent.
"When everyone is destroyed around him, I will set my dog loose on Wei Wuxian and watch the mutt maul the shit out of him!" That'd show the arrogant fucker.
"So you really want to make Wei Wuxian pay. I understand." Understand, was taking note of it, considered ways to warn his friends. That was definitely a threat to Lotus Pier. Perhaps even set to take place before dealing with his brother now. Nie Huaisang got his fan out of its pocket, opening it up with a quiet flick so he could fan himself. "Do you know why Wei Wuxian is so scared of dogs?"
Perhaps if he shared some stories, more would come from Wen Chao. "He has told me. He's lived on the streets for a while, after his parents died. He had to fight dogs for scraps."
"Oh boo-hoo. When I was a kid, I almost died from toxic shock cause my brother put a cobra in my bed. That's part of life. Animals suck. That's why I don't like them. Even my dog, he's cute but sometimes, he snaps and I kick him." Wen Chao really struggled with the basic concept of empathy and gentleness so it wasn't a surprise he had no way of really handling them.
He couldn't control a dog, how could he control anything else? "I think it's good he has some fear because he's far too arrogant. I'm going to take him down a peg. You watch, by Wednesday, I will make Jiang Cheng and Wei Wuxian beg at my feet. They'll cry too. It'll be very embarrassing for them!"
Wednesday. That was a very tight time frame, but at least it gave him a concrete day to work with. Now he would just have to find a way to communicate it to his friend. "Do you like that image? Someone begging at someone's feet. On their knees perhaps?"
He made a knowing hum, opening his fan up fuller so he could hide the lower half of his face entirely. "Interesting." He really did wish to be thoroughly dominated. At least he did not have to feel bad for giving him what he clearly yearned for. "Lotus Pier is hard to get into, I hope you won't get hurt. I almost feel like I'm your gege now, A-Chao. I want to take care of you."
"Don't talk so disrespectfully to me! I'm the same age, you can't be my gege. You will see my true power soon enough. You will hear talk of it in the halls and you will fear me." Wen Chao insisted but instead of sounding confident and dominant, he sounded also desperate and whiny. It wasn't fair. Why did the way he spoke just go right through him? Like a hot knife through butter.
He swallowed hard and didn't allow himself to get pulled down. He just puffed out his cheeks angrily. "I know how to get into Lotus Pier now. It's the docks. They won't see us coming because we have the perfect vessel. It's a fishing boat. Clever, eh? I came up with it!"
"I am a few months older than you, actually. People tend to forget because of my size." He had learned by watching Meng Yao for so many years that being underestimated for these trivial reasons was often a good thing. "I don't mean to be disrespectful, A-Chao. I just want to look out for you."
A fishing boat. He assumed Wen Chao had not actually come up with that plan, it was entirely too clever and not his style at all, but he reached out so he could gently pat his arm with his fan, which he had closed up with a quick move. "What an impressive plan. You are quite the clever boy, aren't you?"
"Damn right, I am. No one thinks I am cause every time I do something clever, Wei Wuxian has to get in the way or something. He's not the best at everything though, I'm better in other things. I'm good at shooting, you should see my targets after practise." He was a good shot but he couldn't pull off the trick shots that Wei Wuxian did. It wasn't fair. He didn't notice how he was smiling, preening already, wanting to show off how clever he was. He didn't know why it mattered to him, it just did.
"And I'm the one that told my baba to go for Lotus Pier over the Unclean Realm." Mostly because he hated Wei Wuxian and wanted him to suffer. "You're welcome, I guess."
"Wei-xiong is my friend but he can be annoying. You are right to say so. He is not the best at everything." Some things, Lan Zhan was best at instead. Maybe Jin Zixuan. That seemed to generally be it, honestly. Not that Nie Huaisang was about to tell that to Wen Chao, who was in the process of uncovering his praise kink. "I've seen the way you handle a gun, A-Chao. You are very good at it. Very intimidating."
He moved his fan, so he could stroke along the side of Wen Chao's face instead. "Thank you for going for Lotus Pier first. You are good to your gege, A-Chao. I should do something for you in turn, shouldn't I?"
"You're welcome. It was hard too cause my dad really hates you Nie bastards." He worked hard to get revenge of Wei Wuxian, to the point of practically derailing the entire plan but still, his father didn't mind. As long as everyone ended up under the Wens then nothing much mattered.
The fan was against his face and he remembered last time it was pushing on his cheek. The sting. The sharp hit. How good it felt. "You do owe me." Maybe he could make Nie Huiasang give him something in return. "Tell me one of your secrets then. As a thank you."
"One of my secrets?" That was quite the exchange for the literal barrage of information he kept giving him. Still, Nie Huaisang acted coy, withdrawing the fan to open it back up and hide behind it, lowering his eyes for the moment. "Oh, I don't know."
When in doubt, always a good line to say. He did know, however, so he looked at Wen Chao again, meeting his eyes. "My secret is that I collect erotica." Not much of a secret. "Erotic art. In all its forms. And it has made me quite the connoisseur. I love looking at a strong man's erection. It can be so aesthetically pleasing."
He sighed and shrugged. "Only most men can't measure up to the perfection I have seen."
"I was hoping a gang secret." Weng Chao huffed in annoyance. He wanted a plan he could foil or intel he could share with his dad. This was just a nothing burger. So the guy liked porn? Big deal. "You're a guy, why not just get on pornhub and jack off like normal people? You don't need to buy art for that sort of thing."
Wen Chao felt that was a helpful thing to explain.
Cockily, Wen Chao smirked and then looked down at himself. "I bet you'd fucking come in your pants if you saw me naked, sissy-boy. All the girls like me." Especially anyone who accepted cash.
"Really?" Nie Huaisang shifted gears a little, subtly. Drawing himself up and raising an eyebrow a little, knowing that he could look very judgemental if he wanted to. "Does my A-Chao think that he has what it takes to impress gege?"
He anticipated Wen Chao potentially protesting the way he talked to him again, so he accented the end of that sentence by suddenly closing his fan against the palm of his hand, the noise resounding in the room just as it had the other day.
The noise made everything stop and he paused, staring ahead in awe as he looked at Nie Huisang. Gege. His dick was hardening. Good, he wanted it to be as big as possible when he did this. He was sure that horny little queer would want to suck his dick. "I'm very impressive actually, gege."
He said it with a sneer, not aware of how good it felt to actually say it. He pulled his shirt over his head and then spread his arms out, going for seductive and hot. "You wanna see the full package then?"
Nie Huaisang opened his fan back up with practised ease and held it in front of his face, which was for the best. He wasn't entirely certain if he had managed to school his expression entirely, as he hadn't foreseen Wen Chao taking off his shirt again without prompting. Further down the rabbit hole than anticipated.
It gave him all the confidence he needed and so he simply nodded curtly, in as haughty a manner as he could. It was quite haughty, he was a privileged young man after all. "I want to see what you have. I'd like to be impressed."
"I had this girl, Wang Ling-- something. I forget now. She was really funny though. And she loved my dick. She used to always ask to suck my cock. Though sometimes she liked using her teeth, kinda freaked me out." He was always a bit afraid she'd bite his dick off. Seemed like a valid fear. He undid the button of his jeans and then dropped them, kicking them aside.
And there he was, in the torture room, his cattle prod forgotten and his objectives fallen to the wayside as he stood there in his very expensive boxers that actually had his name on the waistband of all things. Proudly there, in red, in all caps: WEN CHAO
"Ah. How vulgar." Since he was in a more judgemental mode right now, Nie Huaisang shared his actual thought upon seeing that, rather than any faked praise. Anyway, he assumed Wen Chao didn't quite know what 'vulgar' meant anyway. He closed his fan up again, with that same snap, and then he used it to run along the waistband. He wiggled it under the waistband and pulled it away a little, leaning forward for a first peek. Instead of saying anything, he just made a noise at the back of his throat. "Hm."
Hm. What the fuck was hm? That was nothing! And what the fuck did vulgar mean? Was that like another word for like dirty or what? He really didn't understand the vibes here. He just knew he didn't like how he was looking at him.
Or so he said, his dick seemed to spring up at the dismissal and Wen Chao blushed lightly. "What do you mean by that, eh?"
So he was on to something. That flushed face, the eagerness in his eyes. Plain to see. Not only was he eager for approval, he also got off on humiliation. Not that surprising, given everything he had witnessed. He moved his hand, quickly, slapping Wen Chao with the fan again. Not too hard, but it should sting a little. "Manners, A-Chao. I'm your gege. Mind how you speak to me."
He shook his head and then, using the fan, he pulled the boxers down, the tip of the fan scraping against Wen Chao's thigh. He watched the reveal and then, obviously, dragged his fan along the erect length. "Your penis is--"
Drawing it out, he pursed his lips, finally lifting his shoulders a little. "--unremarkable. I've certainly seen worse. Not entirely a disappointment, A-Chao."
"...Unremarkable?" It was weird, there was white noise in the back of his head and it was so stupidly embarrassing to stand here, being dismissed so readily by his own hostage. How did he even end up here? He wanted to be in charge and now he stood here, paralysed, as Nie Huisang looked at his dick with such disapproval.
He couldn't stop the way his whole body literally shuddered, arousal ripping through him unexpectedly. He was as hard as he could be now and it still wasn't remarkable.
"But ... the girls like it!" So there. "Maybe it's just you, gege."
"Maybe. But don't you want to impress me, xiao Chao?" Calling him 'little' right now, he assumed, would have the double effect from it being a sweet and affectionate nickname he had likely not been called in many years at the same time as adding further to the degradation. He had not even touched him, not properly, and here he was. Painfully hard and leaking precum.
Honestly, he felt he was repaying Wen Chao well for all the information he gave him. "Maybe you can impress me in other ways. I would like to see your stamina. How long can you stay hard for me, xiao Chao?" He lifted the tip of his dick up with his fan, looking up from it to meet Wen Chao's eyes. "I want to hurt you again. Don't you want that too?"
Wen Chao hadn't been called xiao Chao since his mother was alive. It was not something he had heard often even then and now, the words were just lodged into his brain. He was small. Little. His dick wasn't impressive. He was embarrassed and he moved his hand to cover it, unable to fight the urge. His fingers knocked accidentally against the fan by his dick and he jerked his hands away immediately.
There was something about that fan. That terrifying fan.
"I can stay hard a long time, I can do that..." He would do anything to show that his dick size didn't matter. He would prove it. He was better at other things. He nodded his head and then gulped, looking straight at Nie Huisang. Those eyes. They looked so different now. "Who are you?"
"I'm your gege, xiao Chao. I'm taking care of you." For now, Nie Huaisang stepped back, looking around the room. "I don't want you touching yourself. Can you promise gege you'll keeo your hands still or will gege have to help you with it?"
There were some means of restraint to be found in the room after all, so he could work with that. He considered it thoughtfully, his fan open again so he could fan himself.
Wen Chao nodded ever so slightly, his eyes not leaving Nie Huiasang. He did it again. He tricked him. His clever words and confusing changes. One moment he praised him, the next he mocked him. And at every turn, he followed him for whatever reason. How pathetic. He was pathetic. His dick twitched at the idea that he was pathetic and he wanted to move his hand but he fought against it.
"I don't need to touch it." Wen Chao insisted, jutting his chin up in a very vain attempt to get some pride back. "I get boners I can't play with all the time. Too many hot chicks."
"Yes, you are right. There is beauty and temptation everywhere." He did wonder if it was just women for Wen Chao. Based on some prior evidence, he highly doubted it. Also due to the nature of his obsession with Wei Wuxian. Nie Huaisang stepped closer again, this time coming to stand right next to Wen Chao. He didn't give any warning, he just brought the fan down on the man's exposed bottom with a resounding slap.
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"When everyone is destroyed around him, I will set my dog loose on Wei Wuxian and watch the mutt maul the shit out of him!" That'd show the arrogant fucker.
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Perhaps if he shared some stories, more would come from Wen Chao. "He has told me. He's lived on the streets for a while, after his parents died. He had to fight dogs for scraps."
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He couldn't control a dog, how could he control anything else? "I think it's good he has some fear because he's far too arrogant. I'm going to take him down a peg. You watch, by Wednesday, I will make Jiang Cheng and Wei Wuxian beg at my feet. They'll cry too. It'll be very embarrassing for them!"
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He made a knowing hum, opening his fan up fuller so he could hide the lower half of his face entirely. "Interesting." He really did wish to be thoroughly dominated. At least he did not have to feel bad for giving him what he clearly yearned for. "Lotus Pier is hard to get into, I hope you won't get hurt. I almost feel like I'm your gege now, A-Chao. I want to take care of you."
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He swallowed hard and didn't allow himself to get pulled down. He just puffed out his cheeks angrily. "I know how to get into Lotus Pier now. It's the docks. They won't see us coming because we have the perfect vessel. It's a fishing boat. Clever, eh? I came up with it!"
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A fishing boat. He assumed Wen Chao had not actually come up with that plan, it was entirely too clever and not his style at all, but he reached out so he could gently pat his arm with his fan, which he had closed up with a quick move. "What an impressive plan. You are quite the clever boy, aren't you?"
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"And I'm the one that told my baba to go for Lotus Pier over the Unclean Realm." Mostly because he hated Wei Wuxian and wanted him to suffer. "You're welcome, I guess."
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He moved his fan, so he could stroke along the side of Wen Chao's face instead. "Thank you for going for Lotus Pier first. You are good to your gege, A-Chao. I should do something for you in turn, shouldn't I?"
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The fan was against his face and he remembered last time it was pushing on his cheek. The sting. The sharp hit. How good it felt. "You do owe me." Maybe he could make Nie Huiasang give him something in return. "Tell me one of your secrets then. As a thank you."
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When in doubt, always a good line to say. He did know, however, so he looked at Wen Chao again, meeting his eyes. "My secret is that I collect erotica." Not much of a secret. "Erotic art. In all its forms. And it has made me quite the connoisseur. I love looking at a strong man's erection. It can be so aesthetically pleasing."
He sighed and shrugged. "Only most men can't measure up to the perfection I have seen."
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Wen Chao felt that was a helpful thing to explain.
Cockily, Wen Chao smirked and then looked down at himself. "I bet you'd fucking come in your pants if you saw me naked, sissy-boy. All the girls like me." Especially anyone who accepted cash.
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He anticipated Wen Chao potentially protesting the way he talked to him again, so he accented the end of that sentence by suddenly closing his fan against the palm of his hand, the noise resounding in the room just as it had the other day.
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He said it with a sneer, not aware of how good it felt to actually say it. He pulled his shirt over his head and then spread his arms out, going for seductive and hot. "You wanna see the full package then?"
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It gave him all the confidence he needed and so he simply nodded curtly, in as haughty a manner as he could. It was quite haughty, he was a privileged young man after all. "I want to see what you have. I'd like to be impressed."
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And there he was, in the torture room, his cattle prod forgotten and his objectives fallen to the wayside as he stood there in his very expensive boxers that actually had his name on the waistband of all things. Proudly there, in red, in all caps: WEN CHAO
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Or so he said, his dick seemed to spring up at the dismissal and Wen Chao blushed lightly. "What do you mean by that, eh?"
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He shook his head and then, using the fan, he pulled the boxers down, the tip of the fan scraping against Wen Chao's thigh. He watched the reveal and then, obviously, dragged his fan along the erect length. "Your penis is--"
Drawing it out, he pursed his lips, finally lifting his shoulders a little. "--unremarkable. I've certainly seen worse. Not entirely a disappointment, A-Chao."
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He couldn't stop the way his whole body literally shuddered, arousal ripping through him unexpectedly. He was as hard as he could be now and it still wasn't remarkable.
"But ... the girls like it!" So there. "Maybe it's just you, gege."
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Honestly, he felt he was repaying Wen Chao well for all the information he gave him. "Maybe you can impress me in other ways. I would like to see your stamina. How long can you stay hard for me, xiao Chao?" He lifted the tip of his dick up with his fan, looking up from it to meet Wen Chao's eyes. "I want to hurt you again. Don't you want that too?"
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There was something about that fan. That terrifying fan.
"I can stay hard a long time, I can do that..." He would do anything to show that his dick size didn't matter. He would prove it. He was better at other things. He nodded his head and then gulped, looking straight at Nie Huisang. Those eyes. They looked so different now. "Who are you?"
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There were some means of restraint to be found in the room after all, so he could work with that. He considered it thoughtfully, his fan open again so he could fan himself.
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"I don't need to touch it." Wen Chao insisted, jutting his chin up in a very vain attempt to get some pride back. "I get boners I can't play with all the time. Too many hot chicks."
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"Don't forget to count for me, xiao Chao."
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