Part 3
After the movie, Duan Ke was still immersed in that excitement.
Qin Huai didn’t let Duan Ke get in the car to go home immediately. Instead, he pulled him for a walk in the nearby park to digest their food.
Maybe because he ate too much popcorn at once, Duan Keās stomach had been uncomfortable during the movie, even feeling a bit like dry heaving.
“This one was really good, right? Did you see that last shot? The protagonist’s magic was super cool!”
Qin Huai actually hadn’t seen the movie clearly at all.
They bought connected couple seats, so he could touch Duan Ke without obstruction. Ever since Duan Ke showed signs of discomfort, Qin Huai had been rubbing his stomach for him.
But he still calmly bullsh*tted: “No need to envy. You are stronger than him.”
“Really?” Duan Ke was pleasantly surprised. “Do you really think so? Why, why?”
“Didn’t you heal my wound instantly last time? Very impressive.”
Duan Ke was praised sincerely. He stopped worrying about whether he could beat the enemy, and his tail almost curled up to the sky.
Qin Huai looked down at him with amusement, patted his back, and coaxed in a low voice, “Lift your hand, let me check again.”
Duan Ke cooperated. Qin Huai leaned over and probed under the hem of Duan Keās clothes, frowning slightly.
The temperature there was abnormally hot, even more so than just now, causing Qin Huaiās heart to rise uncontrollably.
If they weren’t outside, Qin Huai would lift Duan Keās clothes to check if the demonic markings had spread again.
But Qin Huaiās possessiveness made it unacceptable for outsiders to see Duan Keās body; he couldn’t accept even a bit of risk. So even though no one was around, Qin Huai endured and didn’t do it, only reaching out to soothe gently.
“Brother… don’t touch like that, so hot.” Duan Ke whimpered uncomfortably. “I’m a little hot.”
“Can you buy me a bottle of ice water?” Duan Ke held his forehead, pointing dizzily at a convenience store a few hundred meters away. “So hot… I feel a bit dizzy and super thirsty.”
Qin Huai couldn’t rest assured leaving him alone. But Duan Ke looked really uncomfortable and desperate for water.
He couldn’t bring him along right now.
Qin Huai glanced at the convenience store, confirming he could go and come back in less than five minutes. He scanned the surroundings, confirming there was no danger.
He bent down and lifted Duan Ke, not in a princess carry, but holding his bottom like carrying a childāthe size difference making this posture easier.
Qin Huai placed Duan Ke on a park bench, letting him lean against the backrest.
“I’ll be back soon.” Qin Huai pressed the back of his hand against Duan Keās feverish forehead. “Don’t run around.”
Duan Ke agreed obediently.
He saw Qin Huai lower his head, press a few keys on his wristband, confirm he was still relatively lucid, and then rush toward the convenience store calmly but quickly.
Only when Qin Huai walked far away was Duan Ke able to breathe, letting out a long sigh.
His long, curly eyelashes were almost all wet with physiological tears. His throat was terribly dry, uncomfortable as if on fire.
…Qin Huaiās scent has too much presence.
This presence far exceeded before. Duan Ke panted slightly, touching his lower abdomen, feeling like the sensation of being unable to control himself during estrus was coming back.
…I should have asked Brother to kiss me before leaving.
Duan Ke began to regret. His brain, desperate for comfort, began to automatically loop the chaotic scenes of that night.
Knotted, powerful muscles. Slightly hoarse panting and coaxing. Actions carrying a sense of force.
And the kiss that was so heavy he had difficulty swallowing, leaving a deep impression on him to this day.
…
The more Duan Ke thought, the more uncomfortable he felt. His vision began to blur. The cool evening breeze seemed to provoke shivers on his skin, and the light from the streetlamps turned into white, blurry shadows.
His body was completely controlled by instinct. Duan Ke endured for a long time, finally unbearably bringing his legs together, trying to make himself feel better, but it was completely futile.
Very suddenly, Duan Ke felt something. His face turned white, and his consciousness was forced to clear up a bit.
…I probably can’t wait for Brother Qin Huai to come back.
Duan Ke just wanted to faint in despair right now. Even if he was a succubus, he absolutely couldn’t accept doing it on the street…
He had no time to hesitate. Using the last bit of reason, he spread his wings and flew toward the bathroom of the nearest hotel at a speed almost invisible to humans.
Inside the quiet bathroom.
Duan Ke stumbled but luckily flew into a five-star hotel with excellent hygiene and environment. The toilet stall was large, so he didn’t feel cramped.
Without outside gazes, Duan Ke bit the hem of his clothes with a flushed face. His whimpering sounds were all hidden between his teeth, and his milk-white calves kicked weakly.
His movements were hurried and messy, his shoulders trembling constantly with wave after wave of stimulation.
He could barely stand, but nothing worked. Only dryness and pain from improper movements remained. Duan Ke couldn’t find the spot that would relieve him no matter what.
So itchy, so hungry, so uncomfortable.
He pressed his forehead despairingly against the cold wall. What is going on? His body really feels like something is wrong. Duan Ke felt like a faucet missing a handle. There was clearly an excess of clear water blocked in the pipe, but he couldn’t unscrew the cap no matter how he twisted. His entire lower abdomen was distended and unbearably sore.
Wave after wave of emptiness stimulated Duan Ke; he was about to lose his footing.
A fierce and sudden hunger surged, completely irresistible. Duan Keās vision blurred. His free hand urgently opened his phone, extremely difficultly messaging Qin Huai. Because his fingertips were completely sweaty, he kept sliding on the screen, almost unable to type.
His vision was blurry. In the end, he didn’t even know what message he sent. Physiological tears fell uncontrollably.
Suddenly, two sets of footsteps came from next door, mixed with the casual chatter of strange men.
“Hey, have you felt your memory regressing lately? I suspect this job is making me mentally unstable; I keep forgetting things.”
Another person replied: “Yeah, bro! And my forgetting is fcking ridiculous. Yesterday I had dinner with my girlfriend, and she asked me what I gave her for her last birthday. Result? I couldn’t remember celebrating her birthday for a long time! Sht, itās like it never happened, but I definitely gave the gift.”
“Yeah, pretty spooky…”
During the conversation, a muffled sound of water rang out. One of them suddenly asked: “Hey, what’s that sound? Who’s crying?”
“What?”
“Someone panting, didn’t you hear?”
The man seemed to stop and listen carefully. Duan Ke was trembling with fear. His disobedient hand accidentally swiped across the tip.
The movement was heavy. Duan Ke went completely numb, trying his best to hold back the sound, almost biting through his lower lip.
“Nobody there. You’re hallucinating from drinking.”
“…Really??”
Fortunately, the two didn’t dwell on it and left muttering. Duan Ke felt like he had survived a disaster, leaning his back against the wall, gasping for air silently in huge gulps.
Click.
The door was smoothly pried open by some method. A tall black figure flashed in, closing the door with extreme speed.
Duan Keās hazy teary eyes widened abruptly, about to let out a scream of extreme terror.
But before he could act, his mouth and nose were covered by a large hand. He struggled with whimpers, was lifted up without room for refusal, and embraced into a warm hug that offered immense security.
The familiar scent hit his nose. Duan Ke stopped struggling abruptly, whimpering as he turned around, rubbing his forehead in the crook of Qin Huaiās neck.
“…Can’t take my eyes off you for a minute.” Qin Huai pressed against Duan Keās lower lip, applying a little force. “Open your mouth, don’t bite.”
Duan Ke couldn’t care less what Qin Huai was saying.
He urgently pulled Qin Huaiās hand downwards, his strength almost scratching Qin Huaiās arm, like a drowning person clutching a life-saving log.
“Help me… help me, Brother.”
Qin Huai lowered his eyes to look at Duan Ke. His consciousness was completely unclear, no different from that nightāvery beautiful, and very sinful.
…Only at times like this does Duan Ke seem to fit his identity as the Progenitor Succubus. Alluring to an excessive degree.
Qin Huai closed his eyes gently, easing his own accelerating heartbeat, trying to maintain reason.
He calmly lowered his head, encircling Duan Ke completely in his arms, patiently coaxing him in a low voice. He knew Duan Ke was very scared right now, constantly crying and calling his name, calling him Brother. So Qin Huai responded time and again until Duan Ke wasn’t suffering so much before proceeding to the next step.
“Okay… bear with it in a moment, don’t make noise.”
After all, it was still a public place. But Qin Huai thought about it and felt that Duan Ke at this moment was really not trustworthy. So he took out the leather gloves he always carried from his pocket, controlled the back of Duan Keās head, folded them, and stuffed them into Duan Keās mouth.
His face was calm as he did these things, his movements swift but not panicked, as if only Duan Ke was deep in desire.
Qin Huai prepared himself, finally cupping Duan Keās bottom to lift him up, holding him tight so Duan Ke wouldn’t fall.
“Starting now.” Qin Huai coaxed him in a low voice. “Bear with it, I’ll be gentle.”
Qin Huai was indeed gentle, very tender. He very lightly twisted his wrist.
“…”
It happened too suddenly.
Loss of control.
Both froze, looking down simultaneously. Duan Ke watched and watched, starting to tremble all over. He was so ashamed he felt thoroughly cooked, unable to face reality, burying his face in Qin Huaiās shoulder, crying pitifully.
[Author’s Note]
A huge chapter! Do you like big bowls of fragrant food? Speak up!
- Dare not imagine how terrified Baby will be when he recalls the movie scene later after the identity reveal… Qin Dog is a bad guy who really knows how to dig up old scores. [Propping chin]
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