Chapter 60 · Grown Up part 1
After Duan Ke spoke, the cave fell into a somewhat stagnant silence.
The ball lying nicely in the human’s hand had very simple thoughts.
He said this purely because when he was hugging Qin Huai’s neck like a koala just now, he smelled that scent on the back of his neck.
It was incredibly fragrant, seductive enough to kill a demon.
If Qin Huai were compared to a melon emitting a seductive scent, then that patch of skin on the back of his neck was the sweetest bite at the tip of the melon.
If not for Duan Ke-ball’s passable self-control and his lofty sense of morality among monsters, he probably would have taken a bite with an “Ah-woo” long ago.
Duan Ke-ball had simple thoughts, but some people were different.
Qin Huai lowered his eyes to stare at the soft, limp little ball. His irises, already excessively dark, were filled with a gloom Duan Ke couldn’t understand.
This person remained silent for two minutes, then extended a fingertip. Under Duan Ke’s confused and puzzled gaze, he steadily and slowly placed it by the ball’s mouth.
“Open your mouth.”
Hearing this, the ball trembled slightly, complying before he could even react.
The ball stuck out a small tongue, dazed. His thinking had always been divergent; suddenly he remembered the two strange people he saw outside the military academy wall a few days ago.
The blonde boy pinned against the tree was shorter, and his mouth seemed to be stuffed with something very large, so his speech was a bit unclear.
Duan Ke got closer and only then heard him saying “Daddy.”
Spoken indistinctly, as if with difficulty.
And the black-haired officer pressing the back of his head had slightly unsteady breath, occasionally speaking brief words of praise.
Duan Ke didn’t quite understand what the officer meant, but he remembered that person’s tone, and the very low, hoarse voice.
Qin Huai’s tone of voice now was very similar to that person’s.
Duan Ke-ball couldn’t help but tremble lightly, letting out a pitiful whimper like a kitten.
His thin, soft tail gently wrapped around Qin Huai’s index finger. He looked up at him, obediently and very well-behaved, opening his mouth.
Qin Huai watched, his eye color obscure and deep.
This kid is a minor.
Qin Huai repeated it in his heart like self-torture.
He took a deeply, deeply deep breath, using a wretchedness that hadn’t appeared in over a decade to alleviate the dry heat and itch in his lower abdomen that couldn’t be ignored.
Qin Huai extended his finger, gently pressing closer between Duan Ke’s teeth, wanting to probe that very cute canine tooth.
Duan Ke’s mouth was too small; it couldn’t even take in an index finger.
He made two “woo woo” sounds, licking Qin Huai’s hand with his tongue, trying harder to open wider.
Qin Huai: “…”
Don’t be a beast.
He chanted silently once again.
Qin Huai couldn’t be bothered to take deep breaths anymore, because deep breaths wouldn’t calm that place down anyway.
He carefully pressed his finger in a little further, feeling for that tiny canine tooth, which obediently presented itself under his hand.
Qin Huai pressed it gently.
The ball trembled again, but completely didn’t know how to resist, silly enough to be touched.
Still a very soft tooth, not even scraping the hand. Just like Duan Ke this ball, looking completely harmless, so obedient it was ridiculous.
Qin Huai withdrew his finger, supporting Duan Ke’s sore jaw and rubbing it for him.
“Do you know what it means for a succubus to bite the back of the neck?”
Duan Ke thought to himself, how could I not know, and answered confidently, “It means wanting to eat! Right? Right?”
Qin Huai: . Right my ass.
What the young soldier learned in the military academy was, of course, not just fighting skills.
As a future authority of the Administration Bureau, he also had to learn detailed monster knowledge covering all species, including the physiology of succubi.
Succubi had many ways of marking humans, including kissing, making love, and biting. Whichever it was, it was the succubus’s way of leaving a unique mark on their keeper.
After all, for them, high-quality humans were rare.
Meeting a compatible one, no succubus would be happy to have them snatched by their own kind. Naturally, they had to leave a scent on them to drive away competitors.
And biting the back of the neck was the most special way of marking.
This would not only affect the human but also the succubus themselves.
After marking, this human’s scent would no longer be smelled by other succubi. And this succubus would lose interest in other food; if they left the keeper, they would suffer from lifelong anorexia.
Looking at Duan Ke like this, he was obviously ignorant of all this physiological common sense.
He said words like “want to taste a bite” simply because he felt the nape was fragrant and wanted a bite.
Let him bite?
Qin Huai hesitated for two seconds, but that was all.
He picked Duan Ke-ball up from his palm, placed him on the back of his neck, and patted him encouragingly.
Duan Ke-ball giggled happily twice, but soon went quiet.
The moment he smelled that scent, his originally clear beady eyes instantly lost focus. He whimpered, licking the thin skin on the back of Qin Huai’s neck, his movements becoming urgent.
Duan Ke extended the tip of his tongue without any technique, licking and kissing Qin Huai.
What he didn’t know was that Qin Huai’s mood now was at its best moment in nearly ten years. Correspondingly, his scent also improved exponentially.
This deliciousness was completely like a strong drug to a succubus. Duan Ke’s consciousness became unclear immediately, his whole body tingling.
But he didn’t know what was wrong with him, only feeling like he was about to melt into a puddle of soft mud, sticking to the person’s nape.
Duan Ke whimpered, scraping his tooth tip across Qin Huai’s neck, but it kept slipping off, unable to pierce through.
So hungry…
Duan Ke tried for a long time without success, almost hugging the other’s neck and crying “woo woo.”
Qin Huai didn’t make a sound; in fact, he held back until his temples throbbed. The man tilted his head back and squeezed his eyes shut forcefully, his prominent Adam’s apple rolling with extreme suppression a few times.
“…Relax.”
Hearing the command, Duan Ke subconsciously opened his mouth, his whole body relaxing.
A large hand reached behind, pressing the little ball, and gave him a hand with suppressed yet gentle strength.
The sharp tooth pierced the blood vessel, and Duan Ke began to suck almost immediately.
The excitement of being marked surged instantly through Qin Huai’s blood. His face remained relatively calm, but the hand placed on his right side twitched unconsciously twice due to excitement.
…This succubus completely belonged to him alone.
Qin Huai’s heart pounded with excitement; the insatiable desire for possession was briefly satisfied.
Duan Ke would never fall in love with anyone else’s scent again. Even if he didn’t love him romantically for now, or even if there was a possibility he wouldn’t love him in the future, it didn’t matter.
Because he had despicably obtained it long ago when Duan Ke was still underage and didn’t understand the meaning of marking.
From now on, only he could satisfy this succubus.
He couldn’t run away, never ever.
Duan Ke ate happily, completely unaware that he was tightly entangled by a male ghost. Suddenly, the person beneath him exhaled wretchedly, actually failing to suppress the heavy pant in his throat.
Just recovering from the vile excitement of getting marked, Qin Huai was forced to arch his back.
He cursed inwardly I’m done for, reaching out to cover the veins on his abdomen that began to throb violently.
He really hadn’t expected that being bitten on the nape by a succubus could be so… He thought he could endure it.
Underestimated the succubus’s allure.
Qin Huai had almost no human emotions or desires; the number of times he relieved himself could be counted on one hand.
This move by Duan Ke was simply pouring ten barrels of gasoline on dry wood, and setting it on fire while he was at it.
Qin Huai almost came right there.
Duan Ke drank happily, but Qin Huai was truly holding back until it hurt.
He probably didn’t know what kind of superhuman willpower he used to forcefully endure it until Duan Ke was full.
The moment Duan Ke stopped drinking blood, he was lifted by the tail by Qin Huai and smacked on the butt, causing him to let out a dissatisfied “Ah.”
“What are you doing, Brother…”
This smack used a bit of real strength; the little succubus’s butt tingled, swaying in his hand.
Duan Ke threw a tantrum in dissatisfaction, but the moment he met Qin Huai’s gaze, he stopped moving with a whimper, shrinking back cowardly.
“…Fine then, hit if you want.”
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