Chapter 66 · Main Story End
Duan Ke’s heat came unexpectedly.
Just recently coming of age and lacking physiological common sense, the little succubus completely forgot that his physiological reactions were cyclical, occurring regularly every interval.
Fortunately, he was obediently staying at home instead of school, and called Qin Huai immediately. The person receiving the call was still at work, daring not delay for a second before returning home.
When he arrived home, Qin Huai hadn’t had time to change out of his neat military uniform, entering the room to find the person without even taking off his gloves.
Smelling the familiar scent, Duan Ke crawled out of the pile of clothes with difficulty, extending trembling arms for a hug. Qin Huai walked forward with dark eyes, digging the person out of the covers, coaxing while turning his head to kiss.
Qin Huai comforted the extremely anxious Progenitor Succubus with lips and tongue while stretching his hands to take off clothes unhurriedly.
Just unbuttoning one button, a very soft and hot hand pressed on him, stopping the man’s movement.
Qin Huai raised an eyebrow slightly, asking with his eyes.
Duan Ke’s eyes were full of overflowing tears from physiological stimulation, shaking his head with red eye corners, voice squeezed soft and obedient.
“Don’t take off…”
Duan Ke licked Qin Huai’s lip lightly, carrying a meaning of begging for petting. “I like… wearing it, okay?”
Duan Ke’s voice was softened by his own heat, the ending notes carrying small hooks like cotton.
The thin succubus tail tip wound behind the man at some point, gently drawing a line on Qin Huai’s tense back, then hooking Qin Huai to press down.
An obvious invitation.
Qin Huai laughed low, maintaining a sitting posture leaning against the headboard, patting Duan Ke’s lower back to signal.
Duan Ke guessed what he wanted to do, beautiful docile eyes trembling, looking at Qin Huai with fear and desire.
“Good.”
Qin Huai coaxed him encouragingly, pulling Duan Ke’s lotus-root-like wrist over.
Following Duan Ke’s request, he didn’t take off clothes, only unzipped.
The look under the military cap was like a mature and satiated wolf king.
Qin Huai had developed stamina now, no longer as impatient as in the beginning, more pursuing the pleasure of control.
Duan Ke looked at the other’s immovable sitting posture, knowing there was no room for bargaining.
He also understood Qin Huai very well.
The kid hummed a few times as if helpless, crawling softly from the front into Qin Huai’s arms, trying gently.
He dawdled for who knows how long, long enough for Qin Huai’s uniform trousers to stick to his skin. Qin Huai didn’t rush him, only gently kneading Duan Ke’s trembling round shoulders and nape, giving him silent encouragement.
When sitting, Duan Ke lost his voice instantly.
His hands propped stiffly on Qin Huai’s black shirt, completely daring not continue himself.
The little guy felt the tense, explosive muscles under the clothes, involuntarily recalling the countless feedings this perfectly muscled body had brought him, whimpering low in discomfort and desire.
“Can’t… I, I have no strength…”
Clearly the Progenitor Succubus powerful enough to punch four A-class monsters flying, now curled up daring not move, his pretty face covered in wet tears.
Qin Huai sat at the head of the bed almost laughing, wiping away the ceaseless tears for the little guy through his gloves.
Why so obedient.
“Baby, try again?” Qin Huai coaxed hoarsely. “Already started.”
The heat made Duan Ke lose the ability to control emotions completely, shaking his head whimpering. Qin Huai sighed helplessly, supporting the little guy’s swaying waist, ordering in a low voice.
“Hold steady.”
Duan Ke instinctively stopped crying, holding Qin Huai’s waist tremblingly.
Duan Ke couldn’t say anything, seeing nothing.
…
For ordinary succubi, heat was something resolved in a day or two.
And they wouldn’t completely lose reason, usually ordering the keeper to serve according to their requirements.
When done, they had the strength to pat their butt and leave, leaving the tortured keeper paralyzed on the bed unconscious.
Duan Ke was the most powerful succubus in the world, but also the easiest to bully during heat.
For a week, he basically hadn’t been sober.
By the fifth day, Duan Ke really couldn’t bear it anymore, extending his tail to give Qin Huai’s handsome face a whack, stammering with an overly sore mouth.
Qin Huai enjoyed kissing his wife’s tail, asking hoarsely if he could give the right cheek a whack too, successfully earning a heartfelt “pervert” from his wife.
“Brother, you wear it okay…”
Duan Ke was swayed back and forth, throat soft and hoarse. “I’m so full… really gonna vomit if I eat more, woo…”
Stomach incredibly full, but physiological period not over yet; brain uncooperatively demanding obedience to Qin Huai, but couldn’t eat a single bite more.
This contradictory feeling was really driving him crazy. Duan Ke weakly extended a fair foot, kicking Qin Huai.
Although harmless, like being rubbed by a cat with retracted claws.
Duan Ke thought he was a fierce demon, unaware that in Qin Huai’s eyes he was a piece of ripe, melted milk cake.
“Okay, I’ll get it.”
Qin Huai stopped moving, a thin layer of sweat on his knotted biceps, turning to kiss the little milk cake.
He supported the limp little guy and picked him up, walking steadily downstairs while still connected.
Why bring me along when saying he’s getting it, can’t I rest for two minutes…
Duan Ke rested his forehead weakly on Qin Huai’s shoulder, amber pupils unfocused.
Qin Huai supported his butt with one hand, gently rubbing Duan Ke’s uncomfortable stomach with the other, rubbing Duan Ke’s bones soft.
Succubi at this time were overly sensitive, curling up in fear when leaving the room full of the keeper’s scent.
Qin Huai patted his back to coax him, well-defined arms circling Duan Ke completely in his embrace, occasionally kissing the side of his ear lightly.
Arriving at the place, Qin Huai let Duan Ke choose himself.
Duan Ke didn’t know when this person hoarded so many messy flavors, brain muddled, only wanting to take it back quickly to continue.
His white and soft hand groped randomly in the cabinet, touching a large rolled-up paper.
Duan Ke was confused, looking over instinctively, but his eyes were covered by Qin Huai and turned aside.
Qin Huai grabbed a box casually. “Let’s go.”
Didn’t say let me pick, why change mind again.
Duan Ke held the small square box thrown to him by Qin Huai, fiddling with it curiously; after all, he had only seen them on supermarket shelves before.
“Spiral…”
Duan Ke’s voice was sticky and soft, holding the box for the person holding him to see. “What does this mean?”
Qin Huai hooked his lips, saying nothing, only squeezing the little guy’s hand, signaling Duan Ke to try himself later.
It was Duan Ke who put it on Qin Huai, biting open the package with small fangs, fumbling for several minutes before succeeding.
But soon, the quiet villa was filled with crying even more intense than a few days ago, as if broken down to the extreme.
…
Time passed quickly; heat ended right at finals week.
Duan Ke returned to the dorm after a long time, living with a few roommates for a short period.
Heracles surprisingly asked him what happened again, looking at these marks on you doesn’t look like just finished arguing with a man? You guys didn’t hte fck right.
That didn’t happen; Qin Huai was ruthless, but taking care of people and coaxing people was also true.
Duan Ke was fed and held by him, feet not touching the ground for a week, simply losing the ability to care for himself.
…But being vile was also true!
Duan Ke viciously ate a mouthful of lunch sent by Qin Huai, chewing the beef inside fiercely.
This bad guy, few words he said were true. Just rubbing, just trying, all lies!!
Duan Ke shifted the cushion under his butt, changing sitting posture unnaturally, answering Heracles.
“…Anyway just very angry, Inquisitor, bad as hell!”
This conversation was communicated in the mind using charm magic; the other two roommates didn’t hear, otherwise innocent humans would probably be scared to death.
After exams, only then was Duan Ke willing to go home awkwardly.
He swore if Qin Huai fed so presumptuously again, he would sweep him under the bed with his tail.
Scrolling through the dense chat records of this week, Duan Ke finally admitted to himself, he indeed missed his boyfriend a little.
He peeked into Qin Huai’s room, only to find this person working facing the computer, faint human voices coming from the screen.
The Inquisitor probably rarely had such lazy moments.
He propped his chin casually with one hand, wearing silver-rimmed blue light glasses, upper body wearing a neat uniform, but buttons informally open by two.
Expression was also loose and at ease.
Duan Ke bit his lower lip holding the door frame, peeking thinking he wasn’t discovered. The little guy watched until behind his ears turned pink, lower lip bitten a bit numb.
Qin Huai occasionally spoke a sentence or two in response, brief but hitting the nail on the head.
Duan Ke was really moved watching, heart itching to play a prank. He turned into a ball sticking to the wall skin, circling behind Qin Huai, wanting to give a surprise sneak attack.
Seeing the lit camera icon, Duan Ke-ball was scared a bit dazed, neither advancing nor retreating.
Qin Huai finally laughed low, turned off the camera casually, and scooped the ball behind him over.
The subordinate reporting stuttered in fright, asking uncertainly, “Sir, is there a problem with our plan…?”
Qin Huai smiling was much scarier than not smiling; the subordinate almost vomited his heart out.
Qin Huai pinched the soft ball casually, tone unaffected. “No problem, continue.”
The subordinate continued reporting with a tense voice. Qin Huai’s small blacked-out screen appeared somewhat abrupt among many sub-screens.
Duan Ke-ball rubbed twice in the hand, boldly turning back into human form. He straddled Qin Huai, reaching to hook the back of the neck.
Qin Huai really didn’t expect this kid to be so bold, raising an eyebrow supporting Duan Ke’s waist, mouthing:
“Mic is on, baby.”
Duan Ke’s face turned completely red, body trembling slightly from nervousness.
But his actions were bolder than ever, rubbing against Qin Huai’s abs, opening his mouth to look up, lightly licking Qin Huai’s Adam’s apple.
Qin Huai looked up, eyes excessively dark.
He silently thrust his hips, Adam’s apple rolling with extreme restraint and tension, veins on his neck bulging.
…Really spoiled rotten.
Qin Huai gave the kid a warning look, smacked his butt, a crisp sound.
The conversation in the screen paused hesitantly again; Duan Ke instantly dared not move. He stammered wanting to get down, but was stopped by Qin Huai, waist pinched unable to move.
The two finished the meeting of nearly ten minutes in this posture.
The moment the computer was closed, Duan Ke was picked up by the waist and pinned onto the large desk.
He whimpered curling up, dozens of possibilities of being bullied flashing through his mind.
Qin Huai, Qin Huai told him yesterday, bought that lock…
Duan Ke thought of that terrifying product image, words of begging for mercy rolling in his throat about to come out.
But Qin Huai just sat down calmly, using a flat demeanor completely inconsistent with his tight trousers, saying to Duan Ke, “Talk business first.”
…
Talking business with a succubus at a time like this?? Is he human?
Duan Ke was speechless to death, but was put on the lap like a child by Qin Huai again.
Inner thighs still being scalded, the two began to talk business in this extremely bizarre posture and state.
Qin Huai opened a scroll in front of him, a white paper with hand-drawn diagrams.
Duan Ke looked curiously; it was Qin Huai’s handwriting. On it were tourist cities of different countries.
They all appeared in Duan Ke’s Moments, trivial daily chats, or documentaries watched while eating at some point in time.
Things almost forgotten after seeing, yet properly collected by another person.
Duan Ke’s heart was poked sore and soft, turning his head to look up.
Then he was surprised to find that this man who was always light as wind and cloud, never losing control even in bed, looked a bit… at this moment.
Nervous??
Nervous about what? What’s wrong with this paper.
Duan Ke didn’t understand, but his hand was already on the man’s back petting him.
Comforted by wife at such a time, Qin Huai didn’t know what expression to make, reaching out to pinch the kid’s mochi-like face.
“This is the route for our honeymoon trip.”
Qin Huai’s voice carried a trace of tightness in calmness, appearing a bit stagnant.
“Started making it when back from Happy Valley… but haven’t shown you.”
“Duan Ke, are you willing to marry me.”
Qin Huai’s heart beat very heavily, looking down to gently touch the overly dazzling diamond ring on the kid’s ring finger that had never been taken off.
Frankly speaking, he didn’t intend to propose formally like this. Just take the kid to eat, get the certificate, binding the person to his side this way.
But possessiveness ultimately gave way to love.
Only Duan Ke could decide his stay or leave.
Qin Huai actually prepared a bellyful of coaxing words, but at this moment couldn’t say a single one. This cunning little succubus was too soft-hearted; coax him a bit and he wouldn’t bear to refuse. Qin Huai didn’t want this.
What he wanted was complete, unadulterated sincerity.
Not until a kiss landed on his lips did Qin Huai’s suspended heart finally land steadily.
He could no longer endure, pressing the soft-bodied little succubus onto the desk, responding fiercely and extremely gently.
A flock of white gulls passed by the bright window.
When they stopped, the bedroom was full of rapid, heated gasps, two shadows entangled to death overlapping on the floor.
Qin Huai kissed away the teardrop at the corner of Duan Ke’s eye, strength heavy enough to rub him into his body.
Who knows how long before it subsided; Duan Ke felt a bit embarrassed belatedly. He pursed his lips, signaling Qin Huai to carry him off the desk, but this person laughed low.
“Call husband then I’ll carry you.”
Duan Ke’s tail shot up instantly, steam rising from top of head in shame. Mouth seemed uncontrolled, couldn’t squeeze out a word.
Until Duan Ke was forced to have no choice, mumbling twice, only then did Qin Huai circle his waist to take him down.
Sitting on Qin Huai’s lap, Duan Ke looked at the route map with satisfaction. Actually perfectly matched his preferences; liked every location.
“I have summer break, what about you?”
Duan Ke asked, “…Won’t be City A occupied by monsters when we return.”
Qin Huai couldn’t help laughing, explaining while kissing him that he had already finished half a year’s work in advance; he was a free man now.
“Half a year?? In one week…?”
Duan Ke almost fainted from shock; Qin Huai sure enough wasn’t human.
He leaned against Qin Huai bonelessly, looking at the first destination, a northern small city he always said he wanted to visit.
Duan Ke was silent for a moment, took a pen, circled this location, and drew a cross.
“What’s wrong, didn’t you say you wanted to go.”
Qin Huai didn’t understand, holding the person’s waist watching the little guy writing swish swish.
After seeing clearly what Duan Ke wrote in round cute font, Qin Huai’s movement paused, breath so light it almost disappeared.
“…First stop must go to your home first ah, dummy.”
Duan Ke mumbled softly, “Go see Uncle and Auntie.”
In that second Qin Huai thought a lot, but finally just responded low “Okay.”
Duan Ke put down the pen, unable to control himself, overlapping quietly with Qin Huai again.
…
At this moment.
Lin Jiangli was dead drunk in the tavern, unconscious and throwing a drunken fit, crying about unscrupulous boss; passing Xu Jue shook his head straight after one look.
Ji Qing faced the Inquisitor’s half-year leave application, confirming repeatedly he didn’t see wrong from staying up late overtime, grabbing subordinate’s collar questioning in breakdown what was going on.
Little Black Ball searched the streets for food, looking at the numbers above humans’ heads that dissatisfied it greatly, sighing transformation was really far away.
Heracles counted this month’s expenses, discovering he forgot to return shared bike on time causing 5 yuan overcharge, almost fainting from chest tightness.
…
Two figures, one large and one small, overlapped in front of the floor-to-ceiling window.
They were using their entire bodies, all their strength to express love to each other, whispering like. Duan Ke touched the mark on the back of Qin Huai’s neck with trembling, sweat-drenched fingers, eliciting another fiercely extreme kiss from the person.
All sounds were silent; the sunset glow was swallowed by the blue-purple sky, scattered stars lighting up silently.
From now on, there would only be kisses and embraces, never again time missed between each other.
(Main Story End)
〓 Author’s Note 〓
Will be happy forever!
Next is updating extras. First writing a small daily life ten years later, then updating IF line~
This is the first book the author finished from beginning to end. Really many reader babies accompanied me all the way to complete their story, very very happy. Sincerely thank you everyone [Hug][Hug]
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