Part 2
Duan Ke turned around, facing the person with his butt. “Don’t look at me like that, so scary…”
Duan Ke gulped. This person looks like he wants to eat someone; his eyes are turning red.
Duan Ke had no idea what he was doing meant to Qin Huai now, nor did he understand that Qin Huai was no longer that young playmate.
But a twenty-something, strong-bodied man with perverted sexual ability and extremely high hidden sexual needs.
Qin Huai put Duan Ke down. “Wait here, don’t run around.”
Duan Ke obediently said “Oh,” hopping a few times onto a flat rock, preparing to sleep.
Qin Huai looked at him darkly for a few seconds before walking into the depths of the cave.
Duan Ke was drowsy and didn’t really hear the commotion inside, falling asleep.
Otherwise, his memory should also contain such scenes. The ambiguous, sticky sounds of water lasting for nearly an hour in the depths of the cave, as well as the occasional beast-like muffled groans and low pants through gritted teeth.
…
The subsequent events were not pleasant.
Attempting to flee, being ambushed jointly by the Dream Demon and the military academy’s upper echelon, forced memory loss. Duan Ke watched these helplessly, feeling his strength drained from his whole body, having no mood to speak.
He was really a succubus with a very good personality, rarely getting angry at anyone.
But now, he admitted he was indeed very angry and really wanted to borrow his keeper’s interrogation room.
Duan Ke was suffocated with anger, his chest feeling tight.
The scene before his eyes went completely black; it seemed the memory recall was complete.
But he still hadn’t woken up.
Duan Ke felt a sensation similar to sleep paralysis—knowing he was dreaming but unable to wake up.
He tried hard to open his eyelids, but felt his limbs were heavy, as if tightly wrapped by a python, unable to catch his breath.
“Mm… mhm…”
Duan Ke struggled for who knows how long, finally opening his eyes with immense difficulty.
Arriving before his vision were Qin Huai’s lips. Before Duan Ke could clearly see the scene in front of him, he was kissed fiercely by the boyfriend who had been holding him all along.
“Woo mm…”
Duan Ke made unconscious sounds, whimpering, his voice so sweet it could drip water.
His waist was tightly pinched by Qin Huai’s large hand; Duan Ke didn’t break free and didn’t want to. He extended his soft hands, draping them obediently on Qin Huai’s shoulders, then simply wrapped them around the back of his neck.
Duan Ke had been with Qin Huai for so long, yet he still couldn’t adapt well to his boyfriend’s undisguised aggression.
Qin Huai kissed fiercely, but not hurriedly. He usurped Duan Ke’s breath unhurriedly, his movements without hesitation, hitting the spots that made Duan Ke most comfortable and most unable to endure every time.
His mouth had also been trained into an overly sensitive area. Duan Ke could only let his tongue be hooked away and savored, occasionally letting out a few broken, powerless gasps, tears trembling as they rolled down from the corners of his eyes.
Crying already?
Qin Huai laughed low with great pleasure. What a pitiful wife. But his movements showed no pity at all; he reached out to wipe away Duan Ke’s tears, brought them to his lips to kiss away, then wickedly reached into Duan Ke’s mouth again.
Separated from his lover’s kiss for just a second, his addiction couldn’t quite be suppressed.
Sucking fingers wasn’t as comfortable as kissing; Qin Huai pressed the back of Duan Ke’s head again, pressing down irresistibly.
The Bureau’s medical room was quiet. The medical pod was already cramped, but now it was filled with heavy breathing and indescribable scents, the atmosphere unspeakable.
“Mmh…!”
Two more tears slid down Duan Ke’s face. He closed his eyes in a breakdown, his fragile neck stretching tremblingly like a swan.
Qin Huai’s scent was truly irresistible to him, both physiologically and psychologically.
They didn’t stop kissing for over ten minutes. The two panted facing each other, kisses landing on Duan Ke’s brows and neck from time to time, eliciting low cries from him again.
It took Duan Ke a few minutes to recover, realizing he was unconsciously calling Qin Huai’s name. Qin Huai obviously enjoyed this, squeezing Duan Ke’s numb hand, responding tirelessly over and over again.
“…Brother.”
Duan Ke’s throat was a bit dry. He coughed lightly twice, and a cup of warm water was handed over.
Duan Ke took two sips, looked around the medical pod surrounding them, and asked, “Did you go into my memory?”
Qin Huai took the cup and placed it on the table beside them, giving a hum of affirmation.
When he found Duan Ke, the person was already unconscious in his Maybach.
Qin Huai didn’t dare delay at all. Holding the person, he returned to the Bureau, ignored the doctor’s frantic dissuasion, and entered the dream together using the medical pod.
Nothing was more dangerous than a mental link. If something went wrong with one person’s brain activity, or they suffered brain death from a surprise attack, the other would also be doomed eternally.
Duan Ke didn’t lecture his boyfriend like the doctor did because of this. If it were him, he would have done the same.
maintaining one posture for too long, Duan Ke’s legs were numb. He stretched stiffly, but froze when he pressed against a familiar heat.
Duan Ke stared with beautiful, moist eyes, looking there in incomparable shock, then looked up at Qin Huai.
The little guy had no idea what he looked like right now.
Having just been kissed fiercely by the beast for a while, his brows, eyes, and lips still held un-faded scenes of spring. After Duan Ke’s secondary differentiation, his face became even prettier. Looking at the person with ignorant eyes, he seemed completely unaware of what would be done to him next.
A succubus.
And ripe.
Yet every time he was deadly pure, so obedient whatever he was asked to do. Qin Huai looked at his boyfriend’s innocent, beautiful eyes, wickedly wanting to eat him whole, crushing him right here.
Qin Huai couldn’t control the strength in his hands, kneading the soft flesh. He pleasurably felt the person in his arms arch his back, panting in small gasps, his slender body never stopping its trembling.
“Want to?”
He raised his leg suggestively, scalding Duan Ke’s lower abdomen again. Duan Ke shook his head helplessly, “Not here…”
“It’s fine.” Qin Huai kissed him soothingly. “No one can come in… soundproofing is good too.”
Duan Ke felt slightly relieved, not so tense anymore. Qin Huai hugged him tight but didn’t immediately proceed to the next step.
“Baby,” he said. “Do you know why my attitude toward you wasn’t particularly good later on?”
Duan Ke looked at Qin Huai, blinking his long, butterfly-like eyelashes twice. What a coincidence, he wanted to ask that too.
In that cave, Qin Huai was obedient to him at first.
But later on, Qin Huai seemed more and more impatient. Acting like he didn’t want him to approach, tone cold, and acting reluctant every time he let him bite.
“Why?”
Duan Ke was so hot, his body tingling. He unconsciously poked out the tip of his tongue, his voice a bit slurred and soft.
“I… I hadn’t forgotten completely before, remembered a bit of the fragments here. That attitude of yours… I thought you didn’t like me.”
Duan Ke said this sentence with grievance, like an accusation.
Qin Huai laughed low, hooking the person over with two fingers, tilting his head to kiss again.
“You still dare to feel aggrieved, baby?”
Qin Huai held Duan Ke’s lips, saying in a low voice, “Do you know that when you bite people… it has an aphrodisiac effect on humans? Hmm?”
“There are still some scenes you probably don’t know much about.” Qin Huai pressed down Duan Ke’s body that wanted to escape, continuing, “Then I’ll tell you.”
“In the cave, when you were sleeping in my arms, I couldn’t sleep every night.”
“I kept staring at the ceiling, didn’t even dare to touch myself.” Qin Huai said, “If I touched, I probably would have become a beast.”
For several months, every single day.
Duan Ke gave a dazed “Ah,” his face burning up belatedly. The little succubus turned his body wanting to escape, but his waist was tightly locked by someone, and his chin was held by Qin Huai.
Qin Huai used a bit of force, bending his gaze downward, forcing Duan Ke to look there.
“Compensate me once.”
“After so many years, your teeth should have grown in well, right? Learn to retract them, understand?”
Duan Ke realized what exactly Qin Huai meant, and a wave of heat surged to his chest. He whimpered low, like a small animal clamped down by a bad guy, covering the lower half of his face, his whole body beginning to tremble finely.
But Qin Huai understood him. Duan Ke wasn’t afraid; he was excited.
“Good boy.”
Qin Huai praised him lazily. Zip, the zipper was pulled open. “Head down.”
“After so many years, is your mouth still this small?”
Qin Huai reached into the hair at the back of Duan Ke’s head and rubbed it. “Let Husband see if it has also grown up.”
〓 Author’s Note 〓
The two people listening at the corner were innocent passersby! Nothing to do with Qin Huai at all; this man strictly keeps male virtue.
Looked at the comments, some people are confused why Qin sometimes appears like scumbag. Mmh, because this person just doesn’t have high morals…
He is a male ghost; how can there be a male ghost with high morals? If Little Ke really didn’t love him and wanted to run, he would only be locked in a little black room and not let go [Pigeon]. But Little Ke loves him very much too.
Those who don’t like this flavor should cut losses in time [Pitiful]
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