Chapter 19: So Clingy
Emotions in dreams come fast and leave fast.
The moment he was woken up, that intense sadness receded quickly like the tide. The memory that had just become a bit clearer blurred again, drifting far away.
Duan Ke only felt a dull ache in his chest, very uncomfortable. But if asked why he cried so hard just now, he couldn’t say; it was like a layer of intangible fog covered his brain.
Although his eyes weren’t open yet, his small-animal instinct told him he was currently being held in his keeper’s arms.
Unable to sense the dangerous gaze from above, Duan Ke lazily rubbed his cheek against Qin Huai’s collarbone, whining.
“Good morning, Brother.”
The little succubus was groggy. He wrapped his arms around Qin Huai’s waist, subconsciously leaning his head against his chest. Lacking severe sleep from last night, he didn’t want to wake up yet, shamelessly using Qin Huai’s pectoral muscles as a pillow.
Qin Huai: …
He felt like his punch hit cotton. This little guy didn’t hear clearly what I asked just now at all.
Qin Huai stopped pressing. Resigned, he hugged Duan Ke back, his arms tightening.
“Morning.”
Two people with no defined relationship clung to each other strangely in bed for nearly ten minutes. Patted and coaxed by Qin Huai, and even fed two mouthfuls of warm water, Duan Ke’s sluggish brain finally booted up slowly.
“Brother Qin Huai… Haa-woo.”
It hurts. What’s going on? My lips feel like they were bitten by a dog!!
Duan Ke teared up from the pain. He raised a hand to touch his lips, then wailed repeatedly from the stimulation: “Ouch, ouch, ouch!”
Just how many times did we kiss last night!!
Duan Ke poked out his numb tongue, comforting his suffering lips with a bitter face.
Observing Duan Ke’s expression, Qin Huai thought he was dissatisfied with being pinned down and kissed all night. He stroked the back of Duan Ke’s neck. “Sorry.”
“It’s okay… You did it to feed me too…”
Duan Ke didn’t detect the insincerity in Qin Huai’s apology, answering with a lisp. Halfway through his mumbled answer, he suddenly realized something. Disregarding the lip pain, he looked up at Qin Huai in extreme panic, his small face turning white instantly.
“What are you apologizing for? I should be the one apologizing, Brother!!”
Duan Ke’s voice rose rarely; he was truly panicked.
Not knowing what suddenly happened to him and fearing he might fall off the bed with big movements, Qin Huai tightly clasped his lower back, looking at Duan Ke somewhat blankly.
“Do you feel uncomfortable? Is your body okay?! Does it hurt anywhere?”
One must know, succubi obtaining vitality through direct physical contact with humans causes considerable harm to the humans.
Let alone that Duan Ke is a Progenitor-level succubus now, and they had physical contact for a whole night.
With Qin Huai’s body weak, being kissed so many times by him, would he really turn into a dried husk??
Will Qin Huai just drop dead in a moment??
Duan Ke was genuinely scared; he didn’t want to hurt Qin Huai at all. Biting his thumb, Duan Ke quickly thought about human physiology.
Qin Huai pushed his hand away. “Don’t bite. Don’t your lips hurt?”
Seems so. Duan Ke obediently stopped biting. He quickly thought of something, then immediately pressed his hand on Qin Huai’s lower back, where the kidneys were.
He asked with utmost seriousness, “Does it hurt here? Any feeling?”
Qin Huai: “…”
His lower back dimples were sensitive. Pressed by Duan Ke without warning like this, a numbing sensation rushed from his tailbone straight to his skull.
Qin Huai wretchedly closed his legs slightly, taking a deep breath. Looks like I need to take the umpteenth cold shower since last night.
“No.”
“Really no? Don’t force yourself, Brother Qin Huai. really not weak… Impossible, right…”
“No.” Qin Huai emphasized heavily.
Qin Huai answered quickly. Duan Ke’s face full of doubt finally made him lose his cool, almost squeezing the voice out from his back molars, “…Are you doubting that my quality can’t match yours?”
Fine, the voice does sound strong. Duan Ke finally believed a little bit, feeling slightly relieved.
He retreated a bit, scanning Qin Huai up and down a few times.
His keeper indeed seemed to have no major problems.
Not only no problems, but looking closely…
Duan Ke watched and watched, suddenly feeling his face heat up.
Qin Huai wore a shirt that was just loose enough, looking very domestic. His sitting posture was also loose and casual, his usually neatly combed hair slightly messy.
The most distracting part was his lips, also a bit swollen from Duan Ke’s gnawing, looking like lip glaze had been applied and then rubbed messy. Qin Huai had faint dark circles under his eyes from lack of sleep, yet he didn’t appear tired; instead, there was a hidden flavor of satiety.
Mmh… what’s that human term?
Afterglow? Or husband vibes?
…Anyway, so sexy.
Duan Ke didn’t know what was wrong with him either. His body seemed to have undergone some indescribable changes after being intimate with Qin Huai. He was never like this before! He wasn’t a bad succubus who liked staring at men’s bodies and letting his imagination run wild!
But… He stole another glance at Qin Huai.
So sexy. How can someone have such a good body? Feels like he could pick me up completely and do that.
Confirming Qin Huai wouldn’t suddenly kick the bucket, the little lecher Duan Ke relaxed and became happy. However, his happiness didn’t last long; a painful problem awaited him. Duan Ke crooked his finger at Qin Huai with a bitter face.
“Brother Qin Huai, come here for a sec.”
Qin Huai didn’t know what he was going to do again, but felt Duan Ke would do something that made him grit his teeth yet feel helpless.
He watched this person vigilantly, sitting at the other end of the bed without going over immediately.
Duan Ke didn’t pester him further, just staring at him eagerly.
Duan Ke was a very obtuse succubus, completely unaware of what he looked like right now.
They had messed up their clothes last night, so Duan Ke was put in Qin Huai’s pajamas. The huge size difference made the pajamas look like a nightdress barely covering the tops of his thighs.
And Duan Ke couldn’t wear Qin Huai’s pants at all, so Qin Huai quite justifiably didn’t put pants on him.
Duan Ke was sitting cross-legged now. His fair, fleshy thighs couldn’t be hidden at all, revealing a faint pink in the hidden areas. He was thin, but had flesh where he should. Looking at his waist, abdomen, and thighs, one could imagine how soft it would be to press a hand there, and how that white, soft flesh would squeeze out alluring curves from between fingers.
Qin Huai glanced at him like this, only feeling the thing that hadn’t behaved since just now standing even harder.
He remained expressionless, silently conveying refusal to go over.
Message delivered. Duan Ke felt aggrieved; his eyebrows started drooping again.
Qin Huai: …
Why do I feel like this experience of being unable to handle him happened a long time ago?
Is there any way to control this tormenting little demon?
Seeing Qin Huai still not coming over, Duan Ke looked like he was about to deflate from grievance.
Seeing him like this, Qin Huai knew he had lost utterly again. Resigned, he let out a breath and sat over.
“Speak.”
Coaxed, Duan Ke gave a happy “Mn.” He took out his phone and opened the calculator.
“Brother Qin Huai, do you remember how many times we kissed last night?”
[Author’s Note]
You two, so clingy!!! [Pointing fingers]
Actually, Baby Duan Ke isn’t very innocent in bed. How could the Progenitor Succubus be an innocent baby? He’s a cute little lecher. [Pity] [Pity]
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