Chapter 65 · I Love You
Duan Ke-ball’s brain had gone completely blank.
Compared to human form, its ball form was a completely shrunken state, so the body’s various organs were also proportionally smaller.
The uncomfortable parts hidden under the short fluff on the ball’s body surface responded crazily and involuntarily to Qin Huai’s gradually approaching warm breath.
It flailed its short hind legs, trying hard to curl its body, kicking at Qin Huai’s face with all its might.
The little ball’s hands and feet were soft too, carrying a faint scent and body temperature; the claw tips were even retracted at such a time.
The abuser being kicked was clearly not stopped by Duan Ke’s actions; instead, he let out a muffled groan hoarse to the extreme, his Adam’s apple rolling up and down a few times.
The man lowered his eyes, curving his lips. He grabbed the delivered short legs, spreading them to both sides without any effort.
“Woo, woo…”
Lord Inquisitor looked ascetic and restrained, buttoning up to above the Adam’s apple, but his kissing technique was unexpectedly skilled and exquisite.
The man often liked to use a bit of force, pressing against his kid’s most sensitive mucous membranes that were easiest to feel pleasure, kissing the clingy little succubus soft and obedient, clutching his collar, only knowing to hum and whimper in response.
And now, Duan Ke-ball could appreciate even more what kind of power this rough, flexible tongue possessed.
Too terrifying; the sensation completely exceeded the body’s load-bearing capacity, something even the Progenitor Succubus couldn’t fully withstand.
An indescribable fear of animal instinct surfaced in Duan Ke’s mind, crying and pouncing forward, small wings struggling futilely.
“Ah, uh…”
This person was really fierce, like he was going to eat him into his stomach.
Qin Huai lightly closed his eyes with prominent brow bones, even sparing a sliver of reason and restraint amidst the rough movements. Every subtle movement was as precise as interrogating a prisoner, using strength that was absolutely unbearable for Duan Ke.
Duan Ke struggled at first, but stopped moving later. Not that he didn’t want to move, but he couldn’t struggle anymore.
The only movement his whole body could still make was the spasms of his hind legs and lower abdomen following Qin Huai’s movements. Even the tail was gripped in someone’s hand, played with like a petite toy.
Duan Ke-ball completely turned into a melted orange candy, licked and savored repeatedly by the insatiable human.
The ball didn’t know how long passed, only that the sky outside seemed to have vaguely turned dark again.
The orange-sea-like sunset and the birds swimming in it were all reflected in Duan Ke’s eyes through the car window. But he could see nothing, only feeling the plunder and breath from his lover, the whole world occupied and possessed by Qin Huai in the most vile manner.
Who knows how long later, the Inquisitor behind him finally stopped.
Duan Ke-ball stared dully at the ceiling, consciousness scattered, body still trembling on its own. It took a good while for it to come to, slowly twisting its body around.
The ball extended its short front claws, rendered powerless, opening towards Qin Huai.
“Want hug… woo woo…”
Duan Ke spoke incredibly pitifully, sticky and muddled, carrying a very obvious nasal tone.
Qin Huai’s breath hitched at its undisguised reliance. Before reacting, he had already picked Duan Ke-ball up with both hands, kissing it gently.
Duan Ke-ball rubbed against Qin Huai while sobbing “woo woo,” feeling Qin Huai’s rough fingertips gently patting and stroking its back.
Coughing a few times, it finally managed to catch some breath. Just wanting to open its mouth to complain, it saw the person in front raise an eyebrow and start again.
“Brother…?”
Before Duan Ke-ball could react, the terrifying sensation just escaped returned once more.
It was overly shocked, almost forgetting to resist. The ball stayed put, small mouth slightly open, looking at Qin Huai in confusion.
Qin Huai looked up at him, but the look in his eyes was aggression and control completely inconsistent with his lower position, the already pitch-black irises shockingly heavy.
Qin Huai was asking him: “Ready, baby?”
“…”
Duan Ke-ball stopped moving completely.
Its beady eyes turned into “X X,” sticking out the tip of its tongue with a “woo-ee” sound, fainting completely, leaving the well-maintained car cushion a mess.
On the first floor of [Banquet], the succubi held a gathering after a long time.
This gathering was much livelier than usual; after all, it was a celebration banquet for Lord Duan Ke defeating the counterfeit villain and taking down the biggest enemy of the Demon Realm.
Who knows how Xu Jue managed to modify the entire first floor into a bar within three days. Anyway, the place where Duan Ke and Xu Jue sat side by side now wasn’t the usual European-style long wooden table on the first floor, but the edge of a bar counter with cool gray tones.
When Duan Ke first came in, he was startled by this display, worriedly asking if it was too much trouble, seeming unnecessary.
But facts proved that no pure-blooded succubus could refuse debauchery and alcohol. As soon as Duan Ke sat down, his lips were already touching the rim of a cocktail glass.
He knew his alcohol tolerance was poor, but couldn’t help drinking and refilling; Xu Jue couldn’t stop him even if he tried.
In the end, Duan Ke held the goblet with one hand, chin resting on the other, squinting his eyes and blushing face, lying on the table humming, hiccuping occasionally, clearly drunk out of his mind.
Xu Jue sighed looking at his Lord like this, reaching out to fish in Duan Ke’s pocket.
Duan Ke keenly sensed this person’s movement, bang lifting the goblet and smashing it on the table. “Not allowed!!”
Probably few had heard Duan Ke use such an angry tone; the entire first-floor hall went quiet. The succubi froze for an instant, stopped dancing and drinking, swarming up in unison.
“Who made our Lord Duan Ke unhappy?? Who is it??”
“What’s wrong with Lord Xu Jue? Could it be Lord Duan Ke is uncomfortable somewhere after just transforming…”
“I said Lord Duan Ke just recovered and shouldn’t drink… give me the phone I’ll call 120…”
Everyone was in a flurry, holding their breath waiting for Lord Duan Ke to speak. Duan Ke extended a small fist and hammered the bar counter, huffing angrily.
“Not allowed to find him!”
“…”
The succubi didn’t need a second to decode who “him” was, faces turning ugly instantly.
No wonder Lord Duan Ke drank so boldly tonight! Turns out that Inquisitor is acting up again!
Xu Jue frowned and asked, “Lord Duan Ke, what did he do to you again? Doesn’t he know to learn a lesson?”
Duan Ke stammered for a long time, as if finding it hard to say. Finally, he spoke, resting his face on one hand looking sideways, seemingly very reluctant.
“He… he is too excessive!”
Duan Ke gritted his teeth. “I said last night I couldn’t take it and he still…”
The last few words were as thin as a mosquito’s buzz, but were still heard by the succubi with pricked ears.
The succubi, whose faces were originally distorted with anger, looked at each other in confusion, seeing the excitement of gossip in each other’s eyes.
As a succubus, to actually experience the feeling of being stuffed… this partner’s quality is too…
As expected of the man Lord Duan Ke picked, tsk tsk tsk. The succubi ate the melon (gossip) and left satisfied.
Only Xu Jue remained sitting next to Duan Ke, gently swirling his wine glass. His narrow eyes looked at Duan Ke smilingly, saying nothing.
“Xu Jue Bro… cough! Xu Jue.”
Duan Ke really found it hard to correct this habit taught by Qin Huai since childhood, saying with a dazed face, “Aren’t you going to dance? When I first met you, I thought you would be that kind of social butterfly succubus.”
Duan Ke plucked the cherry from the rim of the glass and ate it. “But every time I come over you are alone… don’t you have many keepers?”
Xu Jue didn’t say anything, skipping this topic with a small cake.
The little lord beside him ate the cake fragrantly; Xu Jue sipped his wine quietly. He stared at the ring Duan Ke had always worn on his ring finger, shining under the dim light, squinting in silence for a long time.
Another glass of wine down, the older succubus finally felt a bit dizzy, expression lazy.
He propped his chin, asking slowly, “Lord Duan Ke… are you guys engaged already?”
Duan Ke gave an “Ah,” said no, why ask that.
Xu Jue raised an eyebrow hesitantly, pointing at the ring with one finger.
“This is a custom wedding ring from a top luxury brand. You didn’t know? He didn’t tell you.”
Sensing Duan Ke’s surprised expression, Xu Jue understood in his heart.
How come the Inquisitor is still a coward? Wasted such a notorious reputation.
Xu Jue rolled his eyes in his heart, but still added: “This pair of rings, a human can only order one pair in a lifetime… He means to propose to you with this.”
Duan Ke drank far beyond his capacity, face as red as an overripe peach, not knowing if he took it in.
He seemed not to know how to face this somewhat heavy fact, wanting to take off the ring to put in his pocket but reluctant. Wanted to order another glass of wine to sober up, but became a bit absent-minded, hand reaching into the pocket containing his phone several times.
The meaning of marriage… of course he knew. Succubi weren’t lacking common sense to that extent.
But why didn’t Qin Huai say it?
When letting him pick rings he also said “buy whatever you like.” Can such things depend on his opinion alone??
Duan Ke’s heart felt sour and astringent, like a hundred bags of sweet and sour popping candy jumping in his chest. His eyes suddenly reddened; he took out his phone, wanting to call Qin Huai.
Just as he sobbed softly, Duan Ke was suddenly encircled by a tall person, falling into a very warm but slightly cool embrace.
Duan Ke’s motion of holding the phone froze, turning back impatiently to meet Qin Huai’s slightly frowning face.
“Why crying?”
Qin Huai gently reached out to wipe away Duan Ke’s tears. “Don’t be afraid baby… thinking nonsense again? Don’t be afraid…”
Should have taken him away when he drank the first glass; Duan Ke has huge mood swings when drunk.
Qin Huai coaxed the person, placing a hand on Duan Ke’s waist, wanting to pick him up. But he felt a very forceful kiss land on his cheek, mwah.
The action of supporting the person paused slightly, then tightened.
Different from the biting-like kiss in public last time, this kiss was a bit overly passionate. The usually unflappable person reached out to touch the kissed spot, raising an eyebrow slightly.
Qin Huai said amusedly, “What’s wrong baby? Were you missing me just now?”
Guessed right by him again. Duan Ke originally wanted to call “Husband” on the impulse of alcohol, but thinking about it, felt he shouldn’t let him off so easily.
The soft person with red-rimmed eyes reached out to circle Qin Huai’s neck, throwing himself into his arms extremely naturally, seeming to have completely forgotten he was unilaterally giving the cold shoulder due to the excessive treatment last night.
“Tonight cannot make me lose…”
Duan Ke stammered, really unable to say the last word, rubbing his succubus horn against Qin Huai’s chin. “…Understood or not!”
Qin Huai nodded with a muffled laugh, but Duan Ke always suspected this person was pretending again.
He hummed twice, still raising his head, letting Qin Huai pick him up, bouncing him gently like holding a child.
After greeting the crowd of succubi, Qin Huai carried the person toward the car under their gaze.
The night wind was a bit cool; Qin Huai took off his trench coat to wrap around Duan Ke, wearing only a pure black undershirt himself.
Duan Ke had many demands when drunk, complaining about being held too high one moment and walking too fast the next. Qin Huai finally carried him on his back, slowing down to a snail’s pace the Inquisitor never had before, until the little guy finally quieted down a bit.
There were few people in the suburbs; even the streetlights were dim, but the starlight and insect chirps were clear.
A cool breeze brought the unique sweet scent of trees and grass juice. Duan Ke was muddled from drunkenness, vaguely thinking he had returned to that forest filled with blood and smoke where he stayed for a few months.
At that time he hadn’t transformed yet; Qin Huai carried him like this to find a hiding cave. Enemies chased behind; one demon and one human covered in wounds, not even knowing if there was a tomorrow, yet relying on each other so tightly.
“…Qin Huai.”
Duan Ke rarely called people by full name like this.
The Grand Inquisitor sighed in his heart; how is wifey angry at him again. What delicious food should I make to coax him…
But a few seconds later, Qin Huai stopped moving. He stood in place, turning his head to look.
A very gentle kiss landed on the deep scar on the back of Qin Huai’s neck that wouldn’t fade. Duan Ke’s slender arms passed through his underarms, circling Qin Huai’s broad and warm chest, hugging tight.
〓 Author’s Note 〓
Next chapter ends the main story~
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