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He can’t take it anymore already? Is he too sensitive?

Fu Rangyi thought, and was about to swallow it again when suddenly, the hand gripping his shoulder fumbled down, held his wrist, and guided it downwards. As it brushed past the soft flesh of his buttocks, a current ran through Fu Rangyi’s body, and his lower half became even harder.

He tried hard to overcome it, to not look, to not feel. But that hand pulled him, and in the end, it was even dragging his fingertips until it reached the place he wanted.

“For you… to touch my tail.”

Tail?

Fu Rangyi was stunned for a second. The place his fingers were passively poked was his tailbone. In an instant, he flashed back to the memory of the rut.

This is a tail. A degenerated rabbit tail.

He was moved. He kneaded it a few times. It was already soaked with the seminal fluid that had flowed down. A slippery little bone, with thin, soft flesh. A bad rabbit’s little tail.

As if possessed by a ghost, Fu Rangyi lowered his head and licked it.

“Mmm!” This time he almost screamed, and immediately clamped his thighs together, the muscles forming clear lines.

“It’s okay, relax,” Fu Rangyi said, kissing his thighs, coaxing him.

But it was no use.

Zhu Zhixi hummed in dissatisfaction, determined not to let him lick his tail again.

Fu Rangyi had no choice but to stroke him while licking the crease of his thighs and his hip bones. Gradually, he got a taste for it. He relaxed his legs, even opened them, and pulled Fu Rangyi’s fingers deeper into the flesh of his thighs.

When he touched that wet opening, Fu Rangyi’s lower half almost jumped. I want to go in, to drill in fiercely, to nail it down, to pierce it through. These crazy thoughts flashed through his mind. His Adam’s apple bobbed. He swallowed.

“I want you, to come in…” he said, grabbing his fingers and poking them directly inside.

“Wait a minute,” Fu Rangyi frowned, afraid of hurting him. “There’s nothing at home.”

“It’s not needed…”

“Of course it’s needed. You’re not an Omega.”

Zhu Zhixi’s lips were slightly parted, panting as he asked, “Do you… want to do it with an Omega? Is a Beta not okay…”

There’s no reasoning with him at all.

“Come in, please,” Zhu Zhixi tried again, inserting his fingertips a little, and cooed softly, “Hubby…”

Fu Rangyi was helpless.

“This is not right,” he was still making a last-ditch struggle.

“Not right… it’s fine, I’ll just compensate you… you can ask me for…”

Before Zhu Zhixi could finish, Fu Rangyi’s fingers had already entered, and the second half of his sentence was cut off by a moan.

“No need,” Fu Rangyi said softly. “You helped me once, I’m paying you back. We don’t owe each other anything.”

It was wet below. He opened him up little by little. At first, it was very awkward, but later, his thrusting fingers brought in a lot of lubricating fluid. Gradually, that small opening became soft and moist.

Zhu Zhixi was completely immersed in lust, softly and sweetly calling him “hubby,” as if he were very comfortable.

Fu Rangyi stared at the small opening that was swallowing his fingers. So he’s a Beta. It’s so small, so tight. It’s not a physique made for this kind of thing at all.

So why is he doing it?

Why does he want it so much?

“You… come in, okay?” Zhu Zhixi was a little helpless. After calling him “hubby” and “Fu Rangyi” alternately, he started calling him “Professor Fu.”

Fu Rangyi inserted another finger, this time the ring finger.

“Don’t call me that,” his voice was low and hoarse. “What did I teach you?”

“Physiology class?” he thrusted in and out. It was too tight inside. He could only squeeze in little by little, trying to scrape against the soft inner walls until he found a small, rough spot and poked it.

“Mmm—no, here, no…”

Zhu Zhixi’s sudden change in tone made Fu Rangyi a little curious.

He thought playfully, Is it here? The sensitive spot.

So Betas have them too.

He focused all his unventable desire here, thrusting fast and hard, his fingertips accurately hitting that soft spot every time. Zhu Zhixi seemed unable to bear it, pushing hard with his hands, writhing and struggling with his waist, even kicking him with his feet.

“No, no… I’m going to die…”

That word again.

“Zhu Zhixi, what did I say?” he moved up, his left hand holding Zhu Zhixi’s waist, and kissed his lips, while also releasing a suppressive pheromone. It was an unprecedented concentration.

In an instant, Zhu Zhixi couldn’t move. This was physiological submission. He couldn’t struggle, couldn’t resist. Every muscle and bone in his body was nailed down, pierced through by the pheromones.

Fu Rangyi lowered his head, bent his thighs, and hung his ankles on his shoulders to expose him more thoroughly. Then he bent down and kissed him carefully. His tongue, fingers, and pheromones seemed to be manipulating this body at the same time. The irresistible pleasure soon soaked Zhu Zhixi.

It was also at this moment that Zhu Zhixi completely sobered up. He had been drowsy before, seducing him with less and less of the alcohol’s effect, always scratching an itch through his boots.

A hole was poked in the transparent plastic film. The carnival, the carnal desire, the pleasure, all became sharply clear.

He was pressed down by the pheromones, unable to breathe, and on the verge of suffocation, he endured a storm of thrusts. The pleasure hit him head-on, like lightning striking through his body.

The only thing free was his mouth. He could still speak, and he could only speak. He cried out, a mixture of pleading for mercy and begging for more.

“Hubby, I can’t take it anymore, really! Mmm… too fast… I…”

Fu Rangyi ignored his voice and blocked his lips. Zhu Zhixi’s abdomen tightened, and his vision went black. He suddenly came.

But Fu Rangyi kept staring at his face, his eyes, his brows furrowed, extremely focused. He seemed to not have realized that Zhu Zhixi had already orgasmed, and he couldn’t have imagined it, so he was still constantly stimulating that sensitive spot.

Zhu Zhixi was crushed by the pleasure. He wanted to slap Fu Rangyi hard, to kick him away, but his whole body was suppressed, and he couldn’t do it. His cries for help were also fragmented by his moans.

Finally, he cried, trembling like a sieve. The kiss became slightly bitter. Only then did Fu Rangyi suddenly realize. He looked down and saw that Zhu Zhixi’s lower abdomen was covered in white semen, and the tip of his penis was already oozing with clear fluid.

“You came?”

Fu Rangyi wiped him with his own clothes, then pulled him up, gathered him into his arms, and gently patted his back. “Are you okay?”

Zhu Zhixi couldn’t sit up and could only lean against his chest. He was still crying, and his complaints were also tinged with a sob. “Not okay… I’m about to break.”

He still had no strength, was suppressed, and couldn’t hug Fu Rangyi back. But he didn’t want him to retract his pheromones, so he didn’t say anything.

“I’m sorry,” Fu Rangyi said, gently stroking his back and kneading the back of his neck.

Zhu Zhixi took a moment to recover. He felt the oppressive feeling gradually lessen. It was Fu Rangyi who had retracted it himself. He wanted to cry again.

“Was it good?” Fu Rangyi asked, kissing his smooth, round shoulder.

Zhu Zhixi didn’t want to admit it. He was too sober now, and a sense of shame belatedly surfaced. So he hummed and whimpered for a while, trying to cover it up.

There was no answer, and Fu Rangyi didn’t press further. He just held him quietly, patting his back, even gently rocking him, as if coaxing a baby.

Why is he coaxing me like this? It’s so strange, but… it’s also so comfortable.

As he was rocked, Zhu Zhixi fell into a deep fatigue, surrounded by drowsiness. He felt cared for, and he vaguely felt, was this the care that Fu Rangyi longed for?

Before he could figure it out, he closed his eyes and fell asleep.

In a long dream, he dreamed of a little white dog that he could never catch up with. He also dreamed of a little boy in a thick fog. He walked towards him, opened his arms, and begged in a childish voice: Hug.

Zhu Zhixi was easily soft-hearted, so he squatted down and took the child into his arms. The thick fog dissipated. He released his embrace and saw a very familiar face.

The child had no expression. He moved his lips and said: Can I touch your tail?

Then Zhu Zhixi shivered and suddenly woke up.

The room was dark. A calming aromatherapy candle was burning. By the flickering candlelight, Zhu Zhixi gradually recognized that this was his own room. He was lying on his own bed.

His clothes had been changed. His body was dry and clean, with the scent of shower gel. But this didn’t seem to be his pajamas. The style and fabric were more like what Fu Rangyi liked, but it wasn’t too long or too short, it was his size.

So strange.

Zhu Zhixi lay in bed, staring at the ceiling in a daze for a long time. A thought circled and circled in his mind. Finally, he got up, lifted the quilt, and got out of bed. He didn’t even bother to put on his shoes, walking barefoot to Fu Rangyi’s room.

The door was closed. Zhu Zhixi muttered to himself in a small voice, “I’m coming in.”

He turned the doorknob. The room was dark and quiet, filled with the scent of sandalwood.

“Fu Rangyi?” Zhu Zhixi’s voice was very, very soft.

There was no response.

He held the doorknob and stood quietly for a while. After some hesitation, he approached, walked over, climbed onto the bed, and got under Fu Rangyi’s quilt.

He was surprised. So this person curled up when he slept, like a child who lacked a sense of security.

He couldn’t see his face, nor could he hear any sound. Fu Rangyi slept extremely quietly. He didn’t even know if he was really asleep. But that didn’t seem to matter anymore. Zhu Zhixi lay down next to him, his face buried in his slightly protruding spine. A few seconds later, he reached out and wrapped his arms around his waist from behind.

Their body heat gradually transferred and exchanged in the embrace. It was very warm. He quietly moved up, stopped, took a deep breath, then leaned over and kissed the back of Fu Rangyi’s neck.

He closed his eyes and said softly, “Good night, Xiao Fu.”

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Author’s Note:

Sorry for being late. Happy Valentine’s Day!