Beast! (2)
His tail’s sensitive and fragile root was brushed against and a strange current ran through his body.
“Ah!”
Shi An’s eyes widened. He couldn’t contain his shriek of surprise as his waist went limp again and his entire body melted into the other man’s arms.
He slumped over Mu Heng’s shoulder; his cheeks flushed and bewilderment and clarity struggled and fought under his watery eyes.
No…
No, no, no…
Mu Heng’s hot palms moved down and caught Shi An’s tail.
He frowned with a puzzled look, seemingly unsure of what he was touching in his hand.
The warm body heat of the human burned the cold scales.
The man’s fingertips were not precisely delicate, with a slight callus, carefully feeling their way through the gaps between the dragon’s scales. The soft fingertips applied slight pressure and the hard nails scraped gently over them as if probing without malice. Still, the strokes were extraordinarily detailed, stretching the process and making it extra slow.
“Let…let go. Let go quickly!”
Shi An was on the verge of tears of desperation.
He gasped at a loss for words, his cheeks burning hot, his body shivering as if he was invaded by the intense, strange sensation that would consume his sanity.
It was terrible, so terrifying.
However, he had long since lost his strength and could not break free from the other man’s grasp, no matter what.
The look in Shi An’s eyes became increasingly lax as time passed.
A crimson light shone under his eyes.
The scarlet vertical pupils and the pitch-black human pupils alternated under his eyes as if two forces were competing.
The body’s instincts gradually took over the torso.
Shi An felt like he was drifting in a vast ocean, unable to break free from his massive swamp-like fall.
The other man’s palm was hot against the side of his waist, radiating heat as if it would warm him up and his muscles became limp, unable to muster any strength in his body.
Want to escape…
But then, he wanted to be touched more.
Shi An gasped hard, restraining the urge to bring himself forward, his slender finger bones clenching subconsciously, showing a vague hint of white from the effort.
Mu Heng raised his fingertips and gently lifted his chin, his fingertips gently pressed against his lips, nudging the column of his teeth a little bit. His fingertips kneaded and teased the tip of his wet, soft tongue, his eyes dark as if he could devour the young man in front of him with a very aggressive gaze.
He leaned down and silently kissed away the remnants of tears on the young man’s cheeks.
Shi An’s eyes were teary as he allowed the other man to move.
Somehow, he had a vaguely strange feeling.
If he didn’t leave now, something…
Something terrible was going to happen.
Shi An blinked hard, doing his best to snap his sanity out of the state of confusion before him.
To get away.
To run.
He began to chant something intermittently, the indistinct, ancient language spilling from his throat and echoing through the small cave.
Finally, when the long chant had passed, Mu Heng’s eyelids drooped slightly and his breathing subsided.
He seemed to have fallen back into sleep.
Only then did Shi An stumble and break free of the other man’s hand.
He clutched his large tail pitifully, curled up in the corner of the cave, and blinked back large tears that fell.
The drops of water smashed against his tail and he would slightly shiver with each splatter, looking so aggrieved.
This was the scene the demon insect and Black Smoke saw when they returned.
The young man's clothes were in disarray, his eyes were red, his lips were red with bite marks, and he was clutching his big tail with tears falling from his eyes.
The demon insect: “!!!”
It rushed over nervously. “My lord, what happened to you?”
Shi An sobbed and shook his head, clutching his tail.
“N-Nothing.”
The demon insect and Black Smoke looked at each other blankly.
Due to the situation’s urgency, they used their fastest speed to search for the materials. Besides, one of them could divide into countless puppet insects and the other was a cloud of smoke in its own body, which was pervasive, so they should not have been away for too long. How could…
Suddenly, they seemed to realize something.
The demon insect slowly turned its head to look at Mu Heng sleeping on the other side.
The man’s eyelids were shut, but his posture was completely different from when they had left earlier, with his long, flowing silver hair hanging over his shoulders and his lapels also slightly disheveled.
It was almost as if one could tell what had just happened at a glance.
The demon insect was extraordinarily shocked and furious. “—Beast!”
Black Smoke was similarly indignant. “Right, beast!”
Bastard, really too much of a bastard.
Shi An sniffled, with a bit of sobbing in his voice. “He actually didn’t do anything… Besides, it shouldn’t be intentional. I think he wasn’t very sober then.”
–In fact, Shi An wasn’t lying.
Nothing happened just now and Mu Heng didn’t seem aware of what he was touching, more like an unconscious action than sober immoral behavior.
Moreover…
Shi An pursed his lips, suddenly remembering the two “I’m sorry” sentences the other man had uttered.
The man's eyes were downcast, staring at him with an extremely complex gaze and he had some emotion under his eyes that Shi An couldn't understand, like a dark, heavy sea that swallowed up all the light.
But the sadness and vulnerability in him were unmistakable.
Even now, thinking about it, it was like being softly tickled in some part of his heart, making Shi An feel unaccustomed to it.
“…”
The demon insect and Black Smoke looked at Mu Heng with even more anger and contempt like they were looking at a scumbag who had cheated on their child’s feelings.
–Worse than a beast!
