Chapter 64 · Do You Love Me
“Okay, turn around.”
As soon as the doctor’s voice fell, a large hand reached into the miniaturized medical pod. Before the limp little ball could react, it was pinched by Qin Huai and turned around.
It instinctively rubbed against the finger resting on its stomach, its thin tail swaying idly, very relaxed.
The doctor beside them: …
She took a silent deep breath.
She was already surprised enough when she received the order “give a full body checkup to a Progenitor Succubus.”
But now, her level of surprise had simply reached the peak of her twenty-plus years of work.
The doctor looked expressionlessly at the data analysis panel, typing clackety-clack, too lazy to even spare a glance at the officer beside her.
Within a few minutes, a definitive report on Duan Ke’s physical condition was generated.
“Don’t worry too much.”
The doctor turned the panel toward the two.
“It’s not truly losing the ability to shapeshift, just that the magic power is temporarily blocked. The patient has never used the spell to seize magic power from monsters before, and absorbed so much at once; rejection reactions are inevitable, and relatively severe.”
“When can I roughly recover?”
Duan Ke-ball rolled over in the medical pod, voice tiny. “Being like this is so inconvenient…”
Can’t even be hugged by Qin Huai.
“Depends on your digestion ability. You absorbed a lot of magic power from the other party; when about two-thirds is digested, you can recover automatically.”
The doctor’s words made Duan Ke-ball silently start to ponder its digestive function.
Its digestion ability seemed very average… not good.
After cohabiting with Qin Huai, its digestive organs seemed to have never been empty, always storing things, never digesting cleanly.
Rolling on the bed would sound like carrying half a bucket of water, gurgle gurgle, and occasionally teased by companions that it was soaked through with the keeper’s scent.
But then… seemed a bit uncertain again.
Qin Huai’s feeding frequency was quite high, feeding him every day. Duan Ke hadn’t counted the specific quantity fed; anyway, it shouldn’t be small.
Qin Huai wasn’t gentle or considerate at all at those times. Duan Ke usually fell asleep halfway through; for at least half the time he wasn’t very lucid, where would he find the effort to count.
Feels like accurately calculating one’s digestive function requires pulling a very complex spreadsheet…?
Duan Ke-ball held its chin with small short claws, starting to struggle over this strange question.
Qin Huai didn’t know what he was thinking, eyes half-lowered, poking idly at the little ball’s bulging belly.
Duan Ke-ball’s lower abdomen currently bulged imperceptibly into a small bump, indicating that after eating the Dream Demon’s magic, he was in a very full state.
Imperceptible, but piercing enough to the eye.
The loss of the mark, plus this scent from someone else, had already tightened the invader’s emotions to a certain critical point. Qin Huai’s gaze tangled onto the unaware prey like substance, like a cold snake.
But his expression looked very calm, his movements rubbing Duan Ke slow, with just the right amount of force.
Duan Ke was rubbed comfortable by him, whimpering and humming, exposing his soft belly.
The little guy was unaware of the pitch-black, grave gaze from above, slowly spreading into a flat pancake on the medical pod covered with soft cloth.
The doctor watched the whole process, very much wanting to ask the Lord Inquisitor, whom she had diagnosed with severe love-brain here, to leave.
[Hello Reviewer, this part is just rubbing the uke’s belly, no violation below the neck, please review carefully, thank you very much]
But she still strictly followed medical ethics to explain the precautions. “Cannot share a room (have sex) before recovery.”
She glanced quickly at Duan Ke with succubus horns, lowering her voice a bit.
“It has already eaten a lot; it won’t be hungry for this period. Sharing a room will delay its recovery speed; the longer it drags on, the easier for some unexpected situations to occur. So Lord Inquisitor, do not indulge the patient’s demands.”
She said, “I know, enduring appetite is very painful for a Progenitor Succubus… but during special periods, it’s better to be restrained.”
Qin Huai fiddled with the little ball, thinking the one enduring pain isn’t Duan Ke, but someone else. But he still didn’t express any objection, nodding flatly.
“I will bring him for re-examination anytime. Thank you for your hard work.”
The Inquisitor lifted the comfortably lying little ball, put it into his own pocket, and patted twice to soothe.
Duan Ke-ball clawed at the edge of the pocket to poke its head out, only to find the soldiers in the entire corridor were saluting with their eyes toward here. Its tiny succubus horns trembled lightly, and whoosh, it shrank back in.
Days seemed to have not seen such quiet moments for a long time.
The passenger seat of the vehicle lacked the person who usually sprawled on the window watching the scenery; instead, a small black prone pendant appeared on the driver’s shoulder.
Duan Ke rubbed back and forth on the back of Qin Huai’s neck, rustling like a restless small animal.
Qin Huai’s driving vision and movements were completely unaffected, driving steadily all the way. Only when Duan Ke almost couldn’t sit steady and was about to slide down, would he reach out to support him back onto the shoulder, patting lightly to tell him to be good.
“I can’t smell your scent anymore.”
Duan Ke-ball sounded very depressed. “Before I could smell a little fragrance more or less… do I have a stuffy nose? Woo woo.”
Not being able to smell the keeper’s scent made Duan Ke-ball very anxious. He hugged Qin Huai’s neck, like a little sloth relying on a tree trunk.
This extremely hurtful sentence made Qin Huai’s hand holding the steering wheel tighten unconsciously, veins popping out.
The beast on the verge of losing control forcibly suppressed his aggressive emotions, saying nothing. Even though he wanted to stop the car immediately and make Duan Ke stained with his scent from inside out, his expression and voice remained calm.
“Will be better soon, at most a few days. Don’t be afraid, I am here.”
Qin Huai’s words indeed made Duan Ke slightly relieved.
The sound of the moving vehicle, paired with the slight swaying caused by the road surface, made Duan Ke drowsy very quickly. In a few minutes, he nestled into Qin Huai’s collar and fell asleep.
The car parked steadily into the villa’s underground garage, but Qin Huai didn’t open the door immediately.
The intense insecurity that had been churning and boiling since last night swept over instantly in the silence, seeming even more thick and unbearable due to the small enclosed space.
If Qin Huai’s desire for possession could have a substance like scent, it must have been thick enough to occupy the entire space of the vehicle.
His expression was relatively calm, but the bulging veins on his temples betrayed him. Qin Huai picked up the little ball sleeping limply in a lump, placed it on his lap, and poked it gently with a finger.
Duan Ke-ball rolled over from the harassment, but wasn’t angry at all; instead, it hugged the index finger Qin Huai poked it with, using all four limbs.
“…”
Supposed to be filled in the heart by the lover’s attached movement, Qin Huai’s heart became even more greedy.
Relying on the fact that Duan Ke-ball was sleeping and snoring lightly, he unscrupulously showed his dark side to the other.
“…Sorry.”
The action following the apology was shockingly forceful.
Shedding the usual calmness, those pupils held only the indifference of locking onto prey, and a heavy lust so thick it was almost indelible.
“Want to eat you.”
Qin Huai circled his hand into a cage shape over the little ball, and said again, “Want to lock you up.”
His hand was large; a golden cage of this size would be just right to hold the little ball.
If so, he could completely control all of Duan Ke’s emotions, actions, and daily life. He would take care of the ball very well, better than anyone else, so Duan Ke wouldn’t be able to, nor have the chance to obtain food from others again.
After all, he would die without Duan Ke, even living would be worse than death, yet Duan Ke had so many choices for food.
Yet even the only advantage of the mark, fought for years ago, was temporarily lost.
Lock up… bully him day and night.
Make all his daily living needs dependent on his care, unable to leave him for a day, then he could…
The thoughts in Qin Huai’s heart became more violent, and the movements of his hands unconsciously became a bit heavier.
Duan Ke-ball seemed to be affected in his sleep by the gaze that felt like substance, rolling a few times on Qin Huai’s pants, rolling from the knee area to a very inner position.
He gradually woke up, opening his beady eyes dazedly, looking up.
In the dim car cabin, Qin Huai was expressionless, only the veins on the back of his hand slightly protruding.
In fact, he had used maximum strength to restrain himself from following his heart, putting the entire little ball into his mouth, making it wet all over.
“…What’s wrong?”
Duan Ke hadn’t actually woken up properly, his entire consciousness very trance-like.
But holding Qin Huai’s index finger, he rubbed against it instinctively. “Don’t be unhappy… I’ll be better soon, don’t be afraid, don’t be afraid.”
Qin Huai’s movement froze for an instant; the pent-up frustration in his heart suddenly dissipated. He was silent for a moment, the hoarseness in his voice shockingly heavy.
“Baby, do you like me.”
“If we never had the mark,” Qin Huai added.
If it were usual, Duan Ke would answer this strange question without hesitation. But maybe because he just woke up, he was muddled, remembering some old things from a few years ago.
When just entering university, that roommate who liked using Huabei (credit) hadn’t gotten addicted to advanced consumption yet. He was in the breakdown period of just discovering his online dating breakup, eyes swollen like clam shells every day, several roommates taking turns to comfort him.
“But… but just loved very much once ah!”
The roommate wailed heartbreakingly, sobbing, “She treated me so well and loved me so much every day… how could she say not suitable woo woo woo woo…”
Days passed, and the roommate still looked like he didn’t believe reality.
The roommate grabbed Duan Ke, asking whimperingly, “Little Ke, you would be like this too right… meeting your ideal type, you just can’t forget woo woo woo woo…”
Duan Ke seriously asked him then, what does ideal type mean. The roommate was a bit helpless toward this overly good-looking but lacking-in-human-common-sense little guy. He wiped his tears and explained, it means the ideal lover type, the kind you want to hold hands with for a lifetime once met.
Duan Ke hid under the quilt that night thinking for a long time, what it would be like if he had an ideal type. What kind of human would he like?
He thought at the time, should be someone similar to himself, with a very good temper. Just a bit taller than himself, X ability (sexual ability) must be very strong, but can’t have too strong aggression and destructiveness.
But in fact, the partner years later… apart from X ability meeting the standard, didn’t touch the other standards at all.
Duan Ke closed his eyes and sighed slightly.
He thought to himself, So the teacher saying fate plays people applies to monsters too; I was destined not to achieve this ideal type standard many years ago.
The person above him seemed to misunderstand this sigh. Qin Huai’s expression darkened instantly, pinching Duan Ke’s small face to make him look at himself.
“Don’t like?”
Qin Huai’s voice went lower uncontrollably.
“…Won’t like without the mark?”
The cold-blooded Inquisitor lowered his eyes, starting to calculate the cage matter in his heart again.
Qin Huai thought, Not enough. Besides the cage, maybe need a sufficiently hidden secret room with a whole wall of tools…
I am skilled enough at interrogating enemies; using some gentle tools, should be able to get the hang of it quickly.
His thoughts went deeper, but were interrupted by Duan Ke’s sticky voice. Duan Ke was pinched tight by Qin Huai, not painful but uncomfortable, sliding out like a fluid, lying on Qin Huai’s open palm.
“Like ah… like you even without the mark. Only like you.”
Duan Ke’s voice was very small and soft, but looked very serious, every word carrying a reassuring warmth.
In his twenty-plus years of life, Qin Huai’s thinking rarely paused. At this moment, however, his mind truly went blank for a few seconds, his eyes looking a bit dazed.
“Oh.” Qin Huai mumbled. “Like that.”
Qin Huai spoke slowly, holding Duan Ke’s small and soft front limbs. “Me too. I love you.”
Duan Ke hummed and agreed a few times, rubbing happily against Qin Huai’s fingertips.
Qin Huai watched it quietly for a long time, until Duan Ke fell asleep again. He left one hand for the little guy, opening his phone with the other to start searching.
Skipping over the dense, somewhat crude things in the browsing history, he clicked on the official website of a top luxury design brand, starting to browse some expensive items he had long wanted to choose but never mustered the courage to.
Besides cages and secret rooms, there were probably other gentler ways of imprisonment, such as love, or marriage.
Although Duan Ke might not be too clear about the substantial meaning of marriage… anyway, trick him into getting the certificate first then explain.
Qin Huai picked more than twenty ring styles without changing expression, planning to let Duan Ke look at them one by one when he woke up, and buy all the ones he liked.
He placed his finger on the little ball, remaining still. But suddenly he felt Duan Ke moving around by his hand, whimpering.
Why crying?
Qin Huai didn’t hesitate for a second, immediately putting down the phone, bringing the ball to his lips to kiss, gently rubbing Duan Ke’s little belly, trying to wake it up.
Duan Ke-ball was still trembling slightly, the whole ball burning hot, hugging Qin Huai’s finger and rubbing against it, tail perked high.
“Mmh… I…”
Qin Huai felt something was wrong as he listened; this voice didn’t seem related to feeling unwell or scared. The man gathered the little ball in his palm, rubbing and coaxing, asking where it was uncomfortable.
“Why…” Duan Ke-ball was extremely helpless, voice squeezed very thin, brows tightly furrowed. “I, I feel so bad…”
“Clearly I’m not hungry, and didn’t smell your scent… why would… woo…”
Qin Huai was quiet.
A secret, extreme feverishness rose from the bottom of his heart, burning quickly from his chest to every limb and bone.
Without the mark, Duan Ke still instinctively craved him.
The little guy didn’t realize at all that he relied on Qin Huai from body to soul, still thinking he was as simple as a few months ago, able to lie quietly doing nothing.
In fact, without needing scent, just being close to Qin Huai, the body obediently and softly leaned over, going soft.
Qin Huai’s scalp tingled with pleasure from this realization, his breath uncontrollably becoming heavy and hot, fingers trembling slightly.
What mark could be more thorough than such body memory?
Qin Huai didn’t care about himself at all, leaving himself hanging like self-torture.
He held the little ball in his hands, kissing it with extreme gentleness, unaware that the more restrained, the more terrifying it was.
“Good baby… don’t be afraid.” Qin Huai licked his lips quickly. “Husband help you.”
Duan Ke had his back to Qin Huai at this time, completely unaware of what he was saying, only knowing to nod blindly, trembling.
The next instant, the shadow above approached abruptly.
Duan Ke’s eyes widened suddenly, a bolt of lightning without warning shooting through his spine, striking his consciousness blank. Duan Ke first stiffened as a whole ball for an instant, then struggled like he was dying.
〓 Author’s Note 〓
Qin Huai has been honored to top the list of “Best Fed Men” in City A [Pigeon] You kid got to eat again.
Because wifey is too obedient, the Inquisitor’s little black room plan fails repeatedly. Wanting to use some force is hard, because wifey automatically sticks butt up with a pat, doesn’t run at all [Helpless][Helpless]
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