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At a time like this, calling me that, it was as if they were really making love.

“You bastard…”

He bit his lip. His lower abdomen tightened and soured in waves. He couldn’t hold it in properly and came first again. But not long after, the other one in his hand trembled a couple of times. He stopped, his shoulders shaking, utterly stunned.

He saw someone else’s for the first time. It was surprisingly a lot. The thing was still twitching in his slippery palm, pulsing, continuing to spit out for a while before stopping, but it didn’t go completely soft.

But Fu Rangyi had clearly calmed down a lot, resting obediently against him. After panting for a while, he started to move again, knocking Zhu Zhixi down onto the bed, and face-to-face, he did it again against his hand.

It was simply too debaucherous. Zhu Zhixi had never thought his pure life would see a day like this. He guessed he must be soaked in Fu Rangyi’s pheromones now, but he couldn’t smell a single trace, only the overwhelming scent of depravity.

Fu Rangyi’s lower body seemed to have no refractory period at all. After just a while, it was pressing up again. He moved close to his ear, breathing out wet, hot air. “Hand…”

“Hand?”

Still using his hand! Zhu Zhixi was extremely embarrassed and threw a little tantrum. “You still dare to say it? My palm is almost rubbed raw!”

Fu Rangyi lowered his head and rubbed his shoulder with the muzzle. “Wrist… hurts.”

Wrist?

Only then did he remember that Fu Rangyi had been tied with the handcuff knot this whole time. The more you struggle with that knot, the tighter it gets. Fu Rangyi had been so restless, constantly moving. How could it not hurt?

But… thinking of the scene where he was pinned to the ground not long ago, Zhu Zhixi still felt a lingering fear.

“It’s broken…”

Hearing this, Zhu Zhixi got anxious. “Is it broken?” He wiped his hands on his clothes, leaned over, and took Fu Rangyi’s bound hands, examining them carefully.

It wasn’t broken yet, but it was indeed very red.

Looking at those wet eyes, then at his own disheveled self, Zhu Zhixi decided to first drag him to the bathroom, untie him, and give both of them a quick shower at the same time.

This was no simple task. He didn’t have the strength to carry the man to the bathroom now, so he could only coax and deceive.

“Let’s go wash up.” He helped the man up.

“Don’t… go.”

“I’m not leaving, I… we’ll go together.” After saying it, Zhu Zhixi wanted to bite his own tongue off, but he still braced himself and coaxed, his hand on the back of his neck. “You come down, we’ll go wash together.”

Fu Rangyi was much more obedient than he had imagined, really following him in. The bathroom floor was covered in beads. Afraid he would step on them, Zhu Zhixi carefully held his hand, led him inside, and closed the glass partition door.

Standing and catching his breath for a while, he turned on the hot water, opened the shower head, and without bothering to take off his own clothes, he first went behind Fu Rangyi to untie the handcuff rope.

Just in case, he left half of the knot, looped it around Fu Rangyi’s elbow, and tied the other end to the faucet, pulling it tight. If he really acted up again, at least he himself could run, and he couldn’t.

But Fu Rangyi was much more docile than he had imagined. He didn’t pounce again, only pinning him against the wall. The warm water flowed down from above, falling on them like rain.

Zhu Zhixi’s vision was hazy, as was his desire. He usually didn’t think of himself as a very lustful person. Time was precious; he didn’t even think about masturbating. But what was going on now? Just being held by the waist by Fu Rangyi, his head lowered to rub his neck with the muzzle, and he was already not right.

“Don’t…” Zhu Zhixi reached out to block Fu Rangyi, not daring to look at him. “That’s enough, you can’t.”

As he spoke, he took Fu Rangyi’s wrist and shook it lightly, reminding him in a very low voice, “And you have your own hands now, I’m… not lending you mine anymore.”

And Fu Rangyi actually didn’t force him. His aggression and possessiveness seemed to have dissolved in the warm stream of water. The rising steam softened him, stripping away a layer of his shell, revealing his fragile interior.

After a long while, he lowered his head, his voice very light.

“I’m sorry…”

Zhu Zhixi had been concentrating on squeezing out shower gel and lathering it up. Hearing these three words, his hand paused, and he sighed.

He smeared the white foam all over Fu Rangyi’s chest, then looked up and said very seriously, “You have nothing to be sorry to me for.”

Really, always like this.

Before he even had a chance to comfort him, he says “thank you.” When he hasn’t been harmed at all—at least he himself thinks so—he says “I’m sorry.”

“Fu Rangyi, don’t be like this, I’m…”

But his words were interrupted.

Very suddenly, as if some secret mechanism had been triggered, Fu Rangyi suddenly began to self-reflect. “This is… not right.”

He wasn’t even looking at Zhu Zhixi’s face. His eyes were empty.

“I… am very bad.”

Zhu Zhixi suddenly felt uneasy, as if dreaming of stepping on empty air. Through the white mist, he looked at Fu Rangyi’s only free arm.

For a moment, the four words “using any means necessary” flashed through his mind, but the next second, he even said to himself in his heart: If this is a kind of using any means necessary, then that would be great. At least Fu Rangyi isn’t truly sad.

But it was clear he was sad. Zhu Zhixi could feel it.

He looked lost and pained. “…I don’t want to be like this either.”

“No, you’re not.” He left the corner of the wall, took Fu Rangyi’s hand, squeezed it, and took the initiative to move closer to him, walking into this “rain.”

“It’s not like that.” He finally hugged this wet, pitiful creature. “It’s not your fault. You’re just… sick.”

“You’ll hate me,” Fu Rangyi said blankly.

“Who… who said that?”

“I don’t like to be… treated like this. You… wouldn’t like it either. I hate me.”

“Fu Rangyi.” Zhu Zhixi was really a little angry now. “Why are you so one-track-minded? And your deduction is wrong. How do you know I…”

Don’t like it?

I came several times, until there was nothing left to come. A person’s mouth can lie, but his little bird absolutely cannot.

He couldn’t say it out loud, only gently stroking the layers of scars on Fu Rangyi, they were like stacked pages of a book, impossible to finish flipping through.

Fu Rangyi didn’t get better. He was still muttering to himself, as if trapped in a vicious cycle of self-torment, unable to wake up, unable to get out. Zhu Zhixi felt frustrated. He felt as if he had suddenly lost his talent, lost the magic to make people happy, like a fool not knowing what to do. He thought and thought, then released his arms, letting go of the hug.

Fu Rangyi suddenly fell silent. He frowned, and reached out his free hand, very lightly tugging on Zhu Zhixi’s clothes.

But Zhu Zhixi took this hand away. He wiped the water from his face, slicked his wet bangs back, took a deep breath, and then pulled up the hem of his dirty and soaked sweatshirt. His fair white skin was revealed, water trickling down.

“Weren’t you… looking for this just now?”

He bit the hem of his shirt with his teeth, took Fu Rangyi’s index finger, pulled it over, guided it to grope on his soft lower abdomen, and after finding it, stopped, and with some force, pressed his fingertip down, and said muffledly through his clothes, “Here, the mole you were looking for, right here.”

“Here.” Fu Rangyi still looked dazed. He lowered his head and obediently poked it once.

“Mmm, happy now?” he asked muffledly, holding the shirt in his teeth, and also raised his head to peek at him.

Fu Rangyi seemed genuinely curious about this mole. He even scratched it twice, making Zhu Zhixi shrink his waist.

“It tickles…”

This was an invitation. No matter how innocent Zhu Zhixi was, having now experienced a susceptibility period with an Alpha who had been tormented for years, he was well aware, and he knew it was very dangerous. But he had no other way to divert his attention, only wanting to pull Fu Rangyi out of his traumatic flashback.

Therefore, the second collapse of his reason was also within his expectations.

Fu Rangyi’s lower body perked up again. Fingers were clearly not enough. He almost subconsciously used the tip of his penis to poke and grind.

“What are you doing?” Zhu Zhixi felt as if he had been electrocuted, a numbness spreading through him, and he accidentally relaxed his teeth. The shirt fell, covering his lower abdomen. “Can you not be such a hooligan?”

“Do it.”

Fu Rangyi gripped Zhu Zhixi’s hip bones, his thumb pressing on the mole, and pressed him face-to-face against the wall. The muzzle rubbed up against him again. Zhu Zhixi’s swollen red lips were almost crushed.

He even pulled down Zhu Zhixi’s pants, which were already about to fall off, exposing the pale white roots of his thighs.

Zhu Zhixi was a little scared. He shivered and pushed against Fu Rangyi’s chest. “Hey, wait. I… I’ll use my hand for you. Don’t…”

“Your hands are too small…”

What the.

He suddenly remembered how Fu Rangyi had looked on the day they got their marriage certificate, and felt even more embarrassed.

Bad thing, bad dog.

He cursed out the words he hadn’t said that day. “You’re full of it! My hands are clearly very powerful… mmm…”

Before he could finish, Zhu Zhixi’s whole body went numb. The center of his waist went soft, as if he had been suddenly frozen, his legs stiffening.

Damn it! You actually used suppressive pheromones on me.

“Fu Rangyi, you’re so bad!” Zhu Zhixi couldn’t breathe. He was so afraid that Fu Rangyi would actually do something irrational that he tried hard to overcome the physiological shock and wanted to slap Fu Rangyi awake. But it was too light, more like a coquettish gesture than anything else.

Fu Rangyi didn’t actually do anything. He held both of their erections in one hand, grinding and rubbing them together. The speed was too fast. Zhu Zhixi couldn’t take it long ago and couldn’t come much anymore. The tip of his penis was leaking a little bit of fluid, making it slippery. In a moment of carelessness, the frighteningly swollen penis slipped out and poked the base of Zhu Zhixi’s thigh.

The suppressive pheromones were long gone. Zhu Zhixi was made to tilt his neck back and gasp for air, his legs weak. He leaned against the wall, wanting to slide down, but soon, that large hand roamed down.

“Don’t touch randomly, get away… I’m angry…” Zhu Zhixi was worried about what he would do, repeatedly pushing that hand away, clamping his legs shut, and twisting his waist to dodge. His boxer briefs rolled up, getting stuck in the crease of his hip.

“Don’t be angry.” He said this, but his index finger hooked the edge of his underwear that was digging into his flesh, found a gap, and just like that, slid in. The slippery tip brushed against the fabric, grinding against the thin, tender skin between his thighs.

“Mmm…” Zhu Zhixi lowered his head in disbelief.

How did you even think of that?

He watched with his own eyes as that thing went in and out, thrusting upwards, poking at that mole again and again, as if wanting to grind that small patch of skin away and chisel into that little opening.

“Fu Rangyi, you really are sick. You’re sicker than I am…”

No response. Fu Rangyi rubbed against the crook of his shoulder, holding his penis and pumping, sniffing hard as he thrusted, muttering to himself, “No, pheromones…”

Really.

He couldn’t come, and he was already very uncomfortable. Hearing this made him even more unhappy. He raised his hand and pushed Fu Rangyi’s head. “I don’t… have any… Get away, don’t… Mmm… treat me like an Omega.”

This time, Fu Rangyi actually replied quickly.

“I hate Omegas.”

“…Huh?”

Before Zhu Zhixi could figure it out, he was suddenly dizzy and flipped over again. His scorching cheek was pressed against the bathroom tiles, the cold making his head spin. Fu Rangyi’s hand hooked the back of his underwear, pressed him down and squeezed in, panting heavily and pumping quickly between his butt cheeks and the fabric, his hips moving faster and faster.

Zhu Zhixi was being thrusted until he was whimpering and mewling like a cat, his mind chaotic, but the pleasure was rising. He braced one hand on the tiles, the other jerking himself off, all thoughts thrown to the wind, like an Alpha in susceptibility or an Omega in heat, ruled by animal instinct.

The cold, hard muzzle pressed against the bite mark on the back of his neck. The familiar pain surfaced. Zhu Zhixi frowned and whimpered, “No, don’t touch there…”

Fu Rangyi actually let him go, turning instead to his ear, and while pumping quickly, he mumbled something, saying a lot. Zhu Zhixi’s reason was almost gone. He tried hard to listen, and the blurry words, as if seen through frosted glass, slowly became clearer. But they were all illogical. His mind was muddled; he couldn’t understand at all.

Was this a side effect? Was he starting to have [delirious speech] again?

“Kittens eating together… very cute.”

“That thing, hard to use, the salt won’t come out.”

What salt? Are you really cooking now?

“It should be me, bringing it, to play with you. The lawn… frisbee.”

“I hate, Omegas.”

He’s saying this again.

Hmph, you’d better really hate Omegas.

“You, wearing that, are very pretty.”

The hot air from his words poured straight into Zhu Zhixi’s ear canal. He turned his head to dodge, but who knew that Fu Rangyi’s free hand would suddenly reach up and pinch his face with no sense of proportion, accidentally covering Zhu Zhixi’s mouth as well.

He panicked and used both hands to pry it off, but he had no strength. Fu Rangyi’s penis also accidentally poked his scrotum. It was both painful and pleasurable. Under the dual assault of suffocation and impact, Zhu Zhixi’s whole body went numb, and he cried out with a shiver.

He also bit down on Fu Rangyi’s hand. It wasn’t a hard bite, but the teeth marks happened to circle the mole at the web of his thumb.

He came again. But this time, he barely shot anything. It just trickled out, flowing down along the grout lines of the tiles.

Not long after, Fu Rangyi also came, all over his butt cheeks and the fabric. He panted, his arms slowly sliding down to wrap around Zhu Zhixi’s waist, holding him very, very tightly from behind, nuzzling him lingeringly for a long time.

He was still talking nonsense.

“Auntie said, don’t hug the… children here.”

Zhu Zhixi’s legs were trembling. He was as limp as a puddle of water, only held up by Fu Rangyi from kneeling directly. He couldn’t hear these sticky words at all.

“It’s very safe here, soft, lots of clothes, and fur, and a nice smell… no pheromones.”

Bastard. It’s pheromones again.

“Zhu Zhixi…”

He couldn’t close his parted lips, panting as he retorted in his mind.

Mmm-hmm, Zhu Zhixi. Zhu Zhixi isn’t pure. He was half-willing, seduced by lust, soft-hearted and weak-legged. He has a very sensitive little bird that’s easily seduced, but he’s still a Beta. A Beta is a Beta, with not a single trace of pheromones. Give up, you.

Fu Rangyi sniffed, lowered his head, and rubbed his shoulder with the muzzle, his voice muffled as he muttered the last sentence.

“Zhu Zhixi… good rabbit. Different… from the others.”

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Author’s Note:

Interviewing Xiao Zhu: Hello, Xiao Zhu.

Xiao Zhu: Hi! (Greets enthusiastically, but because he’s very tired, and even more tired after cleaning up the battlefield, he’s panting heavily as he sits down) Good evening, everyone!

Interview: How did you feel just now?

Xiao Zhu: Um… it was good, just very tiring. I didn’t have the strength to stand afterward, so I soaked in the bathtub for a long time and almost fainted (Professor Fu was even tied up and watching from the side). After I recovered, I had to change clothes and stuff, and coax him back. He insisted on poking my mouth with that muzzle. He wouldn’t get on the bed unless I got on first. He held me so tight I couldn’t breathe. We only separated after he woke up. So tiring, so tiring. I’m definitely not doing this again next time. I can’t handle this job. (Pants heavily)

Interview: Thank you for your hard work. May I ask, have you considered what will happen when he wakes up?

Xiao Zhu: ? Huh? Wakes up?

Interview: Yes, after Professor Fu sobers up.

Xiao Zhu: !!! Holy shit…

Shudders violently. Xiao Zhu wakes up with a start, his forehead covered in sweat.

That was scary. So it was a nightmare. Xiao Zhu whimpers a couple of times, hugs his quilt, and continues to sleep, completely forgetting one fact—people have to wake up sooner or later.