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[eternalgrief]

There is no one willing to help, they want to enjoy the humiliation. Huaisang squeezes his eyes closed as he ears all the bids. The way they'd tied him strains his muscles and already he's feeling the burn of it. He does struggle as much as possible when the roll him back over. His breath starting to come out in panicked gasps.

Huaisang is so sensitive there and he bites down on his lip ruthlessly to keep from making a sound as they toy with him. He decides he won't beg anymore, he won't give the crowd more satisfaction from it.

It's still obvious that the things that they're doing are affecting him, his breath sucking in sharply, they way instinctively he tries to press his thighs together and despite his best ever whimpers leave him.

[equivocations]

There's laughter again when Huaisang struggles, at the panic in his gasps.

"Never seen a whore who was so desperate not to come!" Someone from their audience shouts.

A chorus of agreements rings out, more shouts of "Make him come!", "Let's see the whore scream!", and "You better win that bet, I want one of those rings!"

The men are crowding and jostling each other, treating this like any other competition, as though Huaisang was just an object for their entertainment.

"Look at him squirm!" one of the men says.

"Shhh, hear those whimpers? Look at how much he likes it!"

There's a brief hush in the crowd, just so they can listen to the noises Huaisang can't keep from making.

One of them pinches his nipple roughly, then follows it up by leaning over to take it into his mouth, sucking gently and using his tongue to play with the ring.

Another palms over the cage on his little cock, rolling it in his hand before cupping his balls.

[eternalgrief]

Huaisang’s eyes squeeze shut as the mouth ends up on his nipple, the ring being played with almost too much to bear. It only gets worse as the hand moves between his legs and he can’t even keep track of who is doing what or how many as he tried to hold back whimpers and moans.

“Ah... s.... stop, please,” he begs again and then, much louder...

“Help! Someone please help!”

[equivocations]

"Listen to him beg!"

There's more laughter.

"Everyone's got a bet on you now, do you think anyone's going to help you?"

Someone gets a hand around the plug inside him. There's a few tugs at it, but they don't seem bothered by the fact that it won't come out - they haven't figured it out yet. Instead, they press it deeper, twisting it around and angling it in search of his sweet spot.

"They all want to see you come, whore, we've got money riding on you."

"We won't stop until then, so you might as well beg us to let you come!"

[eternalgrief]

Huaisang should stop begging but he's losing hold on his pride, fear and his survival instinct are taking over. He knows how unlikely it is he can come in the special cage that Xichen had spelled, he couldn't even really get hard inside of it. If no one helped him this would never end.

"Someone please," he cries out again, and the sound gets louder as the plug is pressed deeper inside of him, a sobbed moan soon following as the twisting gets it just brushing against his prostate.

"I can't come. Just let me go."

[equivocations]

"Got it!" the man says triumphantly when Huaisang cries out louder, and there's a mutter of satisfaction among the men at his sobbed moan.

"Then you're going to be here a long time," one of the men says.

"What good's a whore who doesn't pretend like she likes it?" someone from their audience shouts.

There's a few shouts of agreement, and one of the men slaps Huaisang on the side of his thigh. The one at his plug keeps pushing it into his prostate, a continuous pressure.

"Beg us to let you come, and maybe we'll let you go."

[eternalgrief]

Huaisang wants to defend himself against being referred to as a woman but it was the least of the worries as humiliated and emasculated as he felt. His thighs tense at the slap, though he moans more as the plug continues to press against that spot making him ache and want. He let out a sob again.

Maybe if there is a chance... He's more afraid of these men than he had ever been of Xichen.

"Please, please let me come."

[equivocations]

One of the men runs a hand over Huaisang's thigh when it tenses. "This one doesn't like pain, does she? No, we gotta treat her gentle."

"Depends on how good he is for us," another one says, and they all chuckle when Huaisang pleads with them to come.

"Louder!" someone from the crowd shouts.

"Keep going," one of the men tells him. "You gotta convince them you really want it, not us."

There's a hand on each of his nipples, now, tugging and rolling, one playing with his cock cage, another at each of his balls.

"Tell them how good it feels."

[eternalgrief]

Huaisang bites his lip and he pulls at his restraints which just made his muscles ache more, his breathing labored and his body oversensitive and aching. It was so sensitive that the pleasure was almost painful.

"Please, please. It feels so good, I can't take it, please let me come," he moans loudly, trying to make it sounds as sincere as he could and not panicked.

[equivocations]

There's a scattering of laughter from the crowd, accompanied by a few whistles and hollers.

"Give her what she wants!"

"You'll never make a whore come that way, you have to fuck it out of her!"

The men surrounding Huaisang don't let up in their touches, but they all look up at each other.

"Who knows where he's been? I'm not sticking my dick there," one of them says.

"I will," another says. "We're coming up on my time, I want to make sure she comes so I win that bet."

The hand playing with his plug shifts, now, trying to tug it out with intent.

"It won't come out!"

"What? Let me try-" There's a fumble as hands change, the new one even rougher as it tries to pull the plug out. "She must be really tight! Come on, give it up for us."

[eternalgrief]

Once they start tugging so harshly at the plug it's impossible for Huaisang to keep up the charade as his moans turned to pained cries.

"Stop, stop, please stop," he begs instead as it becomes even more rough and he wants to reach out to stop them and he can't even explain why it won't come out.

"Stop, help me," he sobs.

[equivocations]

The men begin to squabble amongst themselves as Huaisang goes back to begging them to stop. It seems they don't care as much about the bet to make him come when they've realized that their prizes might not be as easy to get as they've thought.

Two hands start twisting at the plug, trying to work it out of him without any success.

"Flip him back over, let's get a look at it."

They turn Huaisang over onto his stomach, hauling his hips up into the air so they have better access to the plug. One of them keeps a hold on his hips while two others try to pull the plug out - at some point, someone plants a foot on his ass for leverage as they yank on it with all their strength.

There's a commotion in the crowd, now, people shouting and others running off as a figure cuts his way through with an enraged howl - but the men seem too focused on Huaisang to notice.

A few of them start cursing, and one of the men pulls out a knife.

"Fuck this, we'll cut it out of him."

[eternalgrief]

Huaisang couldn't resist as they flipped him over, doing everything they could to try and get the plug out of him. His body was covered in dirt and abrasions from the harsh ground, his eyes covered in tear mixing with dirt as well as he couldn't keep his head up off the ground.

"No, no, no," Huaisang sobs, at the mention of cutting it out. He's exhausted and his body is already so abused and where he's tied his skin is rubbing raw from his struggling.

"Please, please don't. Help, someone... please help me," his cries were broken and hoarse by this point.

[equivocations]

The shouts from the crowd start to become a little more clear as the figure gets closer, and someone yells, "Chifeng-Zun!"

This, finally, makes the men pause, but it's too late for the one with the knife. Mingjue makes it to the circle of men and targets him first, grabbing him by the back of the neck and hauling him off of Huaisang. He tosses him aside like he weighs nothing, brandishing Baxia at the remaining four.

"Get off of him!" he roars.

The four men seem to realize that this isn't some common whore - at least enough that they don't want to fight an enraged Nie Mingjue over him. They scatter, along with the rest of the audience.

[eternalgrief]

Huaisang thinks at first maybe he's hearing things. He must be hearing things but then his brother is there, saving him. He can't stop sobbing, humiliated and in pain and terrified.

"Da ge," his rasps, struggling to look up at him and he feels hope again. Mingjue would save him. Mingjue always protected him, he could finally be free again.

[equivocations]

"Huaisang." There's still rage in his voice, but it's mixed in with concern now.

There's a part of him that screams to follow after the men and cut them down, for daring to lay a hand on Huaisang, but his brother's safety comes first. He stabs Baxia into the ground, unwilling to sheath her in case they come back, and pulls out his dagger to cut the ropes binding him.

"Did they hurt you?"

[eternalgrief]

"Da ge," Huaisang says again and as the ropes free him he doesn't make a move to move too much. He turns his head for a moment to hide his face from his brother. He's so ashamed.

"Please I just want to leave," he says instead of answering. They had hurt him and he is still hurting but it's the least of his concerns.

[equivocations]

Rage consumes him again when his brother turns his face away. He doesn't need him to give word to it to get an idea of how the men had harmed him. What he doesn't understand is how Xichen could have allowed this to happen - he's done such a good job taking care of his brother so far, why would he slip now, when he knew Mingjue was on his way to see them?

He takes his outer robe off, gently draping it over Huaisang to provide him some covering.

"What happened? Where is Xichen?"

[eternalgrief]

"He let me go," Huaisang says, hating the other even asks about him. He grips at the other's arm once he's covered to slowly pull himself up though he's unsteady on his feet and his body trembles.

"Let's leave here... please, da ge."

He doesn't want to stand around here anymore he wants to be free and out of Lan Xichen's reach.

[equivocations]

He let him go? Dressed like that?

That only raises more questions.

But it's clear that Huaisang isn't in any shape to answer them, and Mingjue is more concerned about the way he trembles on his feet than getting those answers. He can demand them from Xichen when they return.

"Come here," he says gruffly, but it's the manner of gruff he always gets when he's more worried about Huaisang than anything else. He scoops him up, settling him securely in his arms. "Just get some rest. I'll take you home."

[eternalgrief]

When Mingjue says home, Huaisang thinks that he means Qinghe. He has to mean Qinghe, that's home. He hugs his arms tightly around Mingjue in a desperate way he hasn't since he was little, crying quietly now instead of heaving sobs. Huaisang feels small in his arms and so relieved and safe.

"I missed you," Huaisang whispers. He hasn't gotten to see Mingjue all that often. He closes his eyes as his cheek rests on the other's shoulder, trusting him completely.

[equivocations]

Perhaps he should have come to visit him more often. Xichen would have agreed, he's certain - Xichen is the one who had invited him today, who'd told him about the things that Huaisang wanted from him and been willing to let him have them.

He should be heading there to have a conversation about when he's getting that nephew Xichen keeps promising him, and handing over some of the gifts he'd brought Huaisang, not finding his brother set on by a gang of common thieves and having him crying into his shoulder. He's not sure which of them he should be angry at yet, but he's pretty sure it's going to be one of them.

"I'm here now, A-Sang." He tucks his overcoat around Huaisang, covering his face as well to shield it from the sun, in the hopes that he might actually get some rest.

Then he starts off towards Cloud Recesses.

[eternalgrief]

Huaisang eventually settles while tucked in against the other and eventually the exhaustion of the running, the assault and everything before it collasped on him as andrenaline seeped away. It didn't take long for him to fall asleep, not paying attention to where Mingjue was taking him.

Home.

Huaisang wouldn't have anything to worry about anymore.

[equivocations]

They don't make it all the way back to Cloud Recesses before running into Lan Xichen. He's still missing his forehead ribbon, and he looks - as panicked as any of the Lan are capable of looking in public, probably, but it fades into relief when he sees Mingjue and the bundle in his arms.

Mingjue glares at him, raising his eyebrows.

Xichen shakes his head, gesturing for them to continue on the path to Cloud Recesses, as he falls in step with him.

"He tried to climb out the window of our room," Xichen eventually says, very quietly. "He still hasn't accepted - I'm sorry, Mingjue, I truly believed he was coming around, that he was starting to be happy. I... I am ashamed to admit that I lost my temper. I told him he could go out like that if he really wanted to leave, and he did."

He shouldn't have let him go. He acted in anger, feeling hurt and betrayed - he shouldn't have given Huaisang a choice.

"I knew I could track him with the ribbon, but I wasn't quick enough. Is he all right?"

Mingjue gives a sharp nod. "All right, but stupid. Stupid, both of you - what were you thinking?"

"I wasn't," Xichen admits. "I was wrong. I should have just finished claiming him like I was supposed to."

[eternalgrief]

Huaisang starts to stir as they talk but it takes a little while for him to really be pulled back to consciousness.

But the moment it dawned on him that he was hearing his brother and his husband speaking his head shot up and immediately he tried to get out of Mingjue's arms.

"Da ge!"

Why would he take him to Xichen? He'd thought his brother was rescuing him. This didn't make any sense.