Gold Cage - Chapter 26

Behind the heavy, delicate drapes, two bodies tangled together. Amid ragged breaths and slick, obscene sounds came the faint metallic clink of chains.

Restraints wound tightly around Mu Yu's struggling wrists, fastened to the headboard. The strap of the gag pressed against his cheek, buckling behind his head. He let out furious, muffled cries as Mu Hanxiao pinned him down, fingers working ruthlessly inside him.

Mu Yu's entrance was already slick, wet from relentless teasing. Mu Hanxiao kissed his throat, fingers driving mercilessly against that sensitive spot until Mu Yu sobbed, overwhelmed. His face burned, tears spilling as his body clenched tight around Mu Hanxiao's fingers, shuddering through his climax.

Mu Yu was completely spent from his climax, yet the man's scorching erection pressed unmistakably against his groin. But Mu Hanxiao showed no urgency to enter. Instead, he licked and kissed Mu Yu's body, his large hands caressing the soft inner thighs before traveling up to the quivering abdomen and chest—every inch a sensitive zone for Mu Yu. Calloused fingertips pressed into delicate flesh, leaving faint indentations as Mu Yu arched and gasped under the touch, his knees bending restlessly until Mu Hanxiao pinned his legs down. The man's kisses trailed lower from his navel, descending deeper until he took Mu Yu's spent cock into his mouth.

Mu Yu jolted like a startled deer, nearly leaping off the bed as the man swallowed his softening length, tongue swirling around the slit before sucking hard. Encased in that wet heat, Mu Yu's back bowed helplessly, his breath coming in ragged shudders. Whimpering pleas spilled from his lips even as his cock stiffened again under the relentless attention. Mu Hanxiao straightened, lifting Mu Yu's pliant waist to slide fingers back into that tight entrance, stretching him open with deliberate movements.

"Relax," Mu Hanxiao murmured, spreading Mu Yu's thighs wider as his cockhead nudged against the fluttering rim. "I'm going in."

"Mmph—!" Mu Yu's foot kicked at his shoulder, only for Mu Hanxiao to catch the ankle and use it as leverage to push his hips forward. The breath punched from Mu Yu's lungs as his body locked in overwhelmed tension—that monstrous thickness inching inexorably inside, distending the entrance into a perfect circle while inner muscles convulsed against the violation. Sweat dripped from Mu Hanxiao's temples down his corded neck, his grip leaving bruises on Mu Yu's pale waist. Arching desperately for air, Mu Yu trembled with his legs hooked over Mu Hanxiao's arms, the stretched rim already flushed angry red.

Slow, measured thrusts soon had slick squelches filling the room, each deep push wrenching choked sounds from Mu Yu until tears spilled over. Cradling him close, Mu Hanxiao licked the drool from his chin and mouthed at the gag-stretched lips. When Mu Yu turned away with a muffled protest, the next brutal thrust sheathed nearly to the hilt, making his stomach bulge painfully.

The larger man blanketed him completely, feverish kisses scattering across his skin as hips snapped in frantic rhythm, the obscene wet slap of flesh drowning Mu Yu's broken sobs. His abdomen jumped with every impact, legs quivering midair like a pinned butterfly—already wrecked mere minutes in. Crimson-faced and hyperventilating, Mu Yu sobbed through each deeper penetration, his clenching heat threatening to snap the invading length. Mu Hanxiao's ragged breaths matched the sweat-slicked arch of his bare back, bathrobe long discarded to reveal skin flushed with ravenous hunger. That low murmur of Mu Yu's name carried something unhinged in its tenderness, the man's gaze flickering between devotion and madness.

"Ugh—nnh...!"

Mu Yu was on the verge of passing out. His tender hole struggled desperately with each thrust as Mu Hanxiao pinned him down, the brutal force pressing his waist deep into the mattress, leaving him no room to escape or evade—only to endure. Gasping for breath, his entire body felt like it was being fucked to pieces until Mu Hanxiao finally relented, removing the gag and untying the restraints fastened to the bedpost.

Still bound at the wrists, Mu Yu panted unevenly as Mu Hanxiao lifted him from the bed and settled him into his lap, one hand gripping his hips before driving back inside. Overwhelmed and hollowed out, Mu Yu could only slump weakly against Mu Hanxiao's shoulder, whimpering. He had no strength left to cry out, his temples damp with sweat as the man's thick, throbbing cock speared into him, each thrust grinding ruthlessly against his most sensitive spots. His fragile inner walls clenched uncontrollably, his waist and thighs robbed of all strength, leaving him trembling helplessly.

And Mu Hanxiao wasn't even fully sheathed inside. He cradled Mu Yu, rocking into him with slow, deliberate strokes sometimes shallow, sometimes deep—the slick sounds of their coupling filling the air. Mu Yu, lost in a daze, moaned weakly between sobs, begging incoherently for it to stop, murmuring that it hurt, that he couldn't take anymore. Mu Hanxiao's entire lower abdomen burned with need, his restraint fraying as he fought back violent urges. His large hands left Mu Yu's ass reddened and bruised, his voice rough as he called his name, tightening his hold before thrusting faster. The wet slap of skin grew frantic, Mu Yu's breath hitching with each sharp, deep plunge that wrenched choked gasps from him.

Words failed him—he was fucked beyond tears. Mu Hanxiao kissed away the lingering dampness on his cheeks, their breaths mingling hotly between their lips before he straightened, kneeling on the bed as he lifted Mu Yu into a searing kiss. With one powerful snap of his hips, he buried himself to the hilt.

"Ah—!" Mu Yu's stomach convulsed, the intrusion too much, too deep. Then Mu Hanxiao pulled back only to slam in again, each thrust bottoming out, his swollen cockhead straining against the tight clutch of Mu Yu's walls. "I'm—I'm dying... ngh... ah!"

His slender waist trembled violently as Mu Hanxiao lifted him, driving upward relentlessly, the outline of his cock visibly pressing against Mu Yu's stomach at the deepest angle. Shaking uncontrollably, Mu Yu could only cling to him as the man fucked into him with desperate urgency, until finally, a flood of heat spilled inside. His overstimulated body reached its limit, and darkness swallowed him whole.

For days afterward, Mu Hanxiao never left Yunhai. Weak and drained, Mu Yu was carried out of the basement and placed back in his own room—though one wrist remained secured by a thin chain, restricting his movement to the confines of his bedroom.

The servants kept their eyes down, attending discreetly to the young master who had suddenly appeared in the household. No one was permitted near Mu Yu except Mu Hanxiao, who alone could enter his room freely.

Sunlight filled the space, the mornings and evenings alive with birdsong. Exhausted, Mu Yu drifted in and out of sleep for days, feverish at first until medicine gradually restored him.

Mu Hanxiao didn't leave the house, choosing to work from home instead. When Yunhai fell into silence at night, he would enter Mu Yu's room and share the same bed. When Mu Yu was awake, he'd curse at him to get out, only for Mu Hanxiao to pin him down with kisses, his hands slipping beneath the pajamas to caress his body, asking how he planned to sleep if he wasn't going to bed. Mu Yu would be left speechless, stiffly pulled into Mu Hanxiao's embrace, forced to share the bed night after night.

When asleep, Mu Yu was as serene as a painting, allowing everyone in Yunhai to breathe easy. But the moment he woke, they all had to brace themselves, for the young master would soon stir up trouble. The instant Mu Yu regained consciousness, he'd demand to leave. When Mu Hanxiao refused, he'd refuse to eat. The chef would prepare a table full of his favorite dishes, yet Mu Yu would sit coldly without taking a single bite. Mu Hanxiao would then order the food thrown out and a new batch prepared. When Mu Yu still refused, Mu Hanxiao threatened to replace the chef—one who had served the Mu family for over a decade. Furious at the injustice, Mu Yu would finally relent and eat.

There wasn't a single means of contacting the outside world in the room, and with his wrist shackled by a chain, Mu Yu couldn't even attempt to escape through the balcony. He had nearly lost count of how many days he had been imprisoned in Yunhai. Mu Hanxiao seemed intent on keeping him there indefinitely, treating him like a sacred statue—well-fed and pampered, yet utterly powerless. Mu Yu couldn't bless the family with health or fortune; all he could do was glare, lash out, and reject every advance, directing all his fury at Mu Hanxiao.

But Mu Yu's energy was limited. Throwing tantrums exhausted him, leaving him to sulk alone under the covers. Sometimes, he sat on the carpet, gazing through the floor-to-ceiling windows at the distant green mountains and vast sky. Summer flowers bloomed wildly in the garden, and curious little birds perched on the balcony, locking eyes with him.

That night, Mu Hanxiao returned very late. Mu Yu was nearly asleep when he hazily felt someone climb into bed and pull him into an embrace from behind. Irritated, he tried to break free but was forcibly dragged back, a scorching palm slipping under his pajamas. "Get off!" Mu Yu snapped, but Mu Hanxiao gripped his chained wrist, tugged down his sleep pants, and slid a hand between his thighs.

"Mu Hanxiao, you bastard!" Mu Yu struggled, landing a slap across Mu Hanxiao's face. In response, Mu Hanxiao yanked the chain, binding his wrist to the headboard, then kneaded his waist with rough hands, pressing searing kisses along his neck. Mu Yu bit at his fingers, but soon, the relentless touches reduced him to helpless moans. Mu Hanxiao knew every inch of his body too well-every sensitive spot, every pleasure point—and swiftly stoked his desire, leaving no room for resistance.

With one hand still shackled above his head, Mu Yu weakly pushed at the man buried between his legs, overwhelmed by the dual assault. Pleasure crashed through him like a tidal wave, eroding all resistance. Mu Hanxiao's fingers found that sweet spot inside him, stroking and teasing the tender flesh while his warm mouth enveloped Mu Yu's length. The intensity left Mu Yu's tongue numb, his fingers tangling in Mu Hanxiao's hair as he moaned. His pale legs were forced apart, trembling as Mu Hanxiao licked and tasted him mercilessly.

The climax hit him violently—his thighs clamped around Mu Hanxiao's shoulders, shaking as he spilled into his brother's mouth, his backside slick and dripping.

Mu Yu went limp, panting heavily as Mu Hanxiao lifted him and pressed him down from behind. The weight of his hardened length pressed against Mu Yu's back, jolting him back to awareness. He tensed, pushing against Mu Hanxiao's abdomen. "I don't want to do this."

Mu Hanxiao's fingers slid inside him, his voice a low murmur by Mu Yu's ear. "You're already this wet."

"No... let go—" Mu Yu struggled, the chains clinking as the man held him tight, immobile. He could feel the swollen head of his cock pressing against his entrance, ready to push in. Fear spiked in his voice. "Don't—it hurts too much!"

The man said nothing, his length already parting the soft ring of muscle, sinking in inch by inch. The inner walls clenched around him in waves, and Mu Hanxiao's breathing grew rough. Mu Yu whimpered and trembled in his arms, arching his back to escape, but Mu Hanxiao gripped his waist tighter. A large hand stroked his sweat-slicked stomach before moving up to pinch and tease his nipples, drawing ragged gasps from Mu Yu. His hips clenched involuntarily, squeezing the man's cock even deeper.

The penis had penetrated halfway into Mu Yu when Mu Hanxiao suddenly whispered in his ear, "Lan Mo is pregnant."

Mu Yu jolted in shock, and in the next instant, he was fully impaled, his scream caught in his throat. Unable to make a sound, he was forcefully thrust into several times before collapsing with heavy, ragged breaths. The man entered him deeply from behind, Mu Yu's stomach once again bulging slightly with each movement. Tears welled up and spilled from his eyes as his very soul seemed to be pounded out of him. Clutching the sheets beneath Mu Hanxiao's weight, Mu Yu endured the relentless fucking. Mu Hanxiao kissed his flushed earlobe and said, "Mu Yu, she says the child is yours."

"No, no..." Mu Yu trembled violently as Mu Hanxiao's hips slapped against his ass, the thick cock pistoning mercilessly between his pale cheeks. Mu Hanxiao gripped Mu Yu's sweat-slicked waist, watching his back arch and sway with each thrust, his eyes dark with lust and possessiveness. He delivered a sharp slap to Mu Yu's ass, drawing a pained cry, followed by several more crisp strikes until the once-fair skin turned red. Mu Yu sobbed curses at him, but Mu Hanxiao only growled, gripping his buttocks as he buried himself to the hilt and came inside.

"Ah...ah... let me see her..."

Filled with seed, Mu Yu was soon overwhelmed by another round of rough coupling. Ignoring the pain, he clung to Mu Hanxiao's arm, begging to see Lan Mo. Mu Hanxiao said nothing, only kissing his face fiercely before pinning him down and fucking him with storm-like intensity. Mu Yu wailed into the mattress, their joining slick and messy, the bed creaking violently. Mu Hanxiao seized his chin, biting and licking at his lips, his voice hoarse with unreadable emotion: "Didn't you say you'd bear my child?"

He tightened his hold on the wrecked body beneath him, pressing a hand to Mu Yu's quivering stomach. Mu Yu's breaths came in shaky gasps, his pitiful moans caught between surrender and ecstasy. The man's thrusts grew even harder, relentless, until with a final deep plunge, he emptied himself inside once more, filling Mu Yu to the brim.

In the study, Mu Hanxiao's phone on the desk lit up and dimmed repeatedly. Missed calls from Liu Shuyan, Lan Mo, and his father flashed across the screen. They were searching—for him, and for Mu Yu.

Mu Hanxiao ignored them all.

His night belonged to Mu Yu alone.

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