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Xia Fei was beautiful.
It was a fact that Vein lived by, something in which he relished with every photoshoot that he scheduled. He loved watching Xia Fei move effortlessly in front of the camera, posing and smiling just right.
On this particular day, Xia Fei was promoting some music festival that Vein hadn’t bothered to remember the name of. All he was focused on was Xia Fei, his Felix.
He watched Xia Fei look first one way and then the next, the camera capturing both sides of his face.
Vein snapped his fingers, seizing Xia Fei’s attention. And, he supposed, everyone else’s. “Alright, Felix. Now I want you to sit and cup your chin in your palm. And give us a sultry look. You can do that, can’t you?”
“Yes, Laoban,” came Xia Fei’s immediate response.
If anyone were paying closer attention, they might have noticed how his voice was slightly lower, breathier than usual.
Vein had made sure that it was only slightly.
He basked in the hooded gaze that Xia Fei threw to the camera, humming contentedly. This wasn’t just ‘sultry’.
This was downright seductive.
It was perfect.
He was perfect.
Another snap of his fingers, and Xia Fei’s eyes immediately locked onto him. “I think that will be good enough. Felix, come relax in the lounge. You must be tired after all that.”
Xia Fei stood. “Yes, Laoban,” he said, walking through the camera crew and staff that were already beginning to clean up and following Vein down the hall.
As soon as they entered the lounge - Vein’s personal lounge, just so they wouldn’t be interrupted - he snapped his fingers again.
This time, being so close to Xia Fei, he could see the full effect the sharp sound had on him, his whole body jolting as if he’d just been shocked with electricity before slouching slightly. “Felix,” he purred, running a hand along the underside of his jaw and tilting his head up. “How do you feel?”
Xia Fei’s eyes fluttered, ever so slightly tilting his head into Vein’s palm. “Good, Laoban…” he drawled, the words stretching from him like warm taffy.
“Do you like feeling this way?” Vein smirked as he watched that hooded gaze, watched how the eyes within began to glaze over.
“Mmmm, yes, Laoban…”
Vein leaned in closer, until his lips were almost touching the shell of Xia Fei’s ear. “Do you like my words curling around you, making you feel safe and warm?”
Another full-body shudder wracked Xia Fei’s form, and he hummed lowly. “Yeahhh, Laobaaaan…”
“You’ve had such a long day. Do you like sinking deeper and deeper into my voice?” Vein cooed, holding up more and more of Xia Fei’s weight as he leaned into Vein’s arms.
“Mmmmmyeah…”
“‘Yeah’ what?” Vein’s grasp on Xia Fei’s chin grew slightly tighter.
It took a moment for the question to register to Xia Fei, the light in his eyes dimming by the second. “…Yeah, Laoban…”
“Good boy.” Vein rewarded him with another snap of his fingers, whispering into his ear, knowing his words were sinking directly into his now very moldable brain: “Sleep.”
Xia Fei’s eyes rolled back in his head as he dropped limply into Vein’s hold, the ghost of a smile still visible on his lips.
As Vein carried him over to the couch, he was pleased to see just how loose Xia Fei was. Every muscle in his body was lax, smoothing out at just a word from Vein.
It was enough power to get to a lesser man’s head.
As he laid Xia Fei out with his head in his lap, Vein noticed that not every muscle was limp, however. There was one that was very noticeably stiff.
His hand hovered over Xia Fei’s erection, smiling to himself. He sighed. “What am I going to do with you?”
Xia Fei always had this reaction every time he dropped into trance. It was beautiful, seeing just how trusting he was, and how much it affected him.
“Felix…” he purred, gently rubbing the bulge. “Are you feeling good?”
The groan that filled the air was answer enough.
“You’ve probably felt so pent up all day…” Vein lowered his voice as his free hand stroked Xia Fei’s cheek. “Would you like to feel even better?”
And then his limp mouth was moving, slurring the words “Yessss, Laobaaaaaan…” with no thoughts behind them.
Vein chuckled, continuing to gently rub Xia Fei’s cock through his pants, back and forth, just enough to stimulate it, nothing more. “Do you feel that warm, gooey heat in your gut? How good it feels?”
The erection beneath his hand twitched violently.
“There, that’s it. Feel that heat growing inside you, making you feel oh so good…” crooned Vein. He leaned down so that his mouth was right next to Xia Fei’s ear again, smirking. “Feel it rising up inside you, until it’s nearly overwhelming. But you can take it, because you’re mine and you can’t cum until I say you can.”
Xia Fei’s eyebrows twitched together, his breath becoming more and more labored.
“The pleasure keeps building, the warmth keeps rising until you feel you might explode without some release…” Vein paused, savoring the combination of bliss and frustration coloring Xia Fei’s face. “I might grant it to you, if you ask nicely.”
“Please, Laoban!” The words immediately spilled from Xia Fei’s lips, now open and panting.
Vein chuckled, lowering his voice even more. “Cum for me.”
Xia Fei’s body immediately snapped taut like a bowstring, eyes opening wide and unseeing, back arching deliciously. His mouth stretched wide open in a silent scream, legs shaking against the couch cushions.
Underneath Vein’s hand, he could feel Xia Fei’s cock thrashing as it emptied itself at his command, spilling everything it had to give at just a few words.
It seemed to stretch on for minutes until, finally completely spent, Xia Fei fell limp once more. Vein carded his fingers through Xia Fei’s hair, smiling down at him as he murmured praises that sank directly into the model’s blank mind.
It was beautiful.
He was beautiful.