Business was slow at the bar that morning. Gu Wei was alone downstairs tidying up the shop. Once the surroundings looked neat and inviting, he curled up on the plush sofa in the corner, picked up his guitar, and sang “Goodbye, Happy Breakup.”
The bedroom upstairs was locked from the inside. Yan Yi sat on the bed with his legs drawn up, feeling constantly uneasy. Not knowing where to put his hands, he carefully cradled his slender, pale, soft toes, looking down as he waited for Lu Shangjin to blow-dry his hair.
His soft, drooping rabbit ears were cradled in a broad palm, sending a pleasant, tingling sensation through him. Yet Yan Yi dared not fully relax and enjoy the comfort, keeping his body tense the entire time.
Lu Shangjin set down the hair dryer, sat down, and pulled Yan Yi into his arms. The little rabbit curled up into a tiny, soft ball, nervously nestling against Lu Shangjin’s shoulder.
It had been a very, very long time since Lu Shangjin had been this considerate toward him.
He had endured years of agonizing pursuit. After their breakup, every touch from Lu Shangjin brought him pain. Gradually, he grew accustomed to the pain, much like embracing a rose at the cost of bleeding.
Lu Shangjin released his soothing pheromones once more. He was indeed exhausted, but now he could only find a sense of belonging and security through Yan Yi. It seemed that only by letting Yan Yi’s tense body gradually relax in his arms could his heart—which was on the verge of withering from panic—find salvation.
Yan Yi gently pressed his face against Lu Shangjin’s broad chest, enveloped by the scent of narcissus in that small, safe space.
The ultra-high-concentration glandular hibernation serum had the side effect of suppressing appetite; his previously gaunt fingers remained thin and pale. After hesitating for a long time within the sleeves of his bathrobe, he very cautiously reached out to rest his hand on Lu Shangjin’s lapel, as if afraid of being noticed by anyone, yet helplessly wanting to hold onto him.
This subtle gesture did not escape Lu Shangjin’s notice. He shifted his hold, leaning back against the headboard, and nestled Yan Yi’s head into the crook of his neck. He stroked the slender spine, where the bone joints were clearly visible, and pulled the blanket up to cover Yan Yi’s shoulders.
“Are you cold? You’re shivering.” Lu Shangjin lowered his head to kiss Yan Yi’s eyelashes.
Yan Yi remained silent, offering no reply, but quietly clenched Lu Shangjin’s shirt collar.
He had been held by other highly compatible Alphas before. When Xia Jingtian held him, their pheromones—so perfectly matched—merged in an instant, like sinking into a haven of tenderness, intoxicated by a hallucinogenic potion, pulled by a spiderweb-like attraction from which he could not escape.
But only this moment’s warmth was a tenderness he couldn’t even find in his dreams—he simply couldn’t resist it.
If he pushed him away again, Lu Shangjin would likely leave for good. Yan Yi knew that Lu Shangjin’s patience was a luxury that always ran out faster than money.
“Such a good boy.” Lu Shangjin gently stroked his ear, pleased with Yan Yi’s obedience. He traced the clean contour of his ear, kneading the soft, thin rabbit fur, then lifted it to his lips, inhaling the faint scent of milk candy before rewarding him with a kiss.
Yan Yi’s body trembled slightly; his little rabbit ears flinched back timidly, and he shrank into his hair.
Every late night he curled up in the corner of the sofa waiting for Lu Shangjin to come home, nearly every light in the empty villa was turned on. Yan Yi was afraid of the dark, afraid of being alone, and afraid of not seeing Lu Shangjin return.
When Lu Shangjin returned around two or three in the morning, Yan Yi would always be startled awake by the faint sound of his footsteps and rush over to greet him in his suede slippers.
Lu Shangjin would simply hand him a jacket reeking of smoke, alcohol, and a jumble of pheromones, saying, “I’m tired. I’m going to take a shower and go to sleep.”
Yan Yi hid the pastry he’d just learned to make behind his back, his ears drooping as he silently watched Lu Shangjin walk into the bathroom without looking back.
No matter how well-behaved he was, he never got a kiss on his ear.
Lu Shangjin noticed the little rabbit in his arms was lost in thought.
He lowered his head, pressing his thin lips against Yan Yi’s soft, light-gray hair, kissed his ear, and cupped Yan Yi’s chin to lift his head.
Yan Yi’s gaze was restrained, yet a thin film of tears glistened in his light-gray eyes.
“May I kiss you?” Lu Shangjin asked softly in Yan Yi’s ear, his voice laced with a seductive, alluring tone.
“What…?”
Lu Shangjin gently brushed against Yan Yi’s moist lips. “May I kiss you here?”
Yan Yi, nervous, tried to pull away, but Lu Shangjin tugged on the tip of his soft ear and leaned down to gently suck on his upper lip, which felt like milk pudding.
When they parted, Yan Yi curled up even smaller, burying his head almost completely in Lu Shangjin’s chest, and frantically wiped at the corner of his lips.
Lu Shangjin gently stroked his hair.
It had been a long time since he’d looked closely at Yan Yi; he’d almost forgotten the contours of his face. Yet now he realized that those pale gray eyes were as captivating as ever.
After years of stubborn blindness, how could he possibly find his way back?
At the root of it all was a lack of love and cherishing. He had once regarded Yan Yi as his exclusive possession, forbidding anyone else to lay a finger on him, yet he himself had indulged in debauchery and hedonism, gradually growing weary of the young boy he had once cherished.
But when the house felt empty, and he turned around to find no little bunny waiting for him in the dead of night, he felt like a beehive that had been disturbed—frustrated to the point of madness.
But the little bunny was always waiting for him. Even if he occasionally ran off in a huff, a little coaxing would always bring him back.
Even if he was a bit harder to coax this time, Lu Shangjin still had that much patience.
“Do you want to?” Lu Shangjin whispered into his ear.
“No… I… I’m in so much pain, I don’t want to…”
The side effects of an overdose of high-concentration suppressants had temporarily suppressed his heat, replacing his desire with pain; every movement Yan Yi made was accompanied by a stinging pain that penetrated to the very marrow of his bones.
Anyone who hadn’t been injected with an overdose of high-concentration suppressants couldn’t possibly understand. This suppressant couldn’t even be injected directly into the glands; its extremely high concentration would damage the glandular cells.
This pain was beyond Lu Shangjin’s comprehension. He simply believed that during the heat cycle, one should make love to alleviate the discomfort.
“I’ve missed you.” Lu Shangjin’s voice was low and gentle, like the phantom of a lighthouse luring ships astray, or a mirage in the desert drawing one in, whispering into Yan Yi’s ear, step by step, leading him to surrender.
His skin was fair, his legs slender and straight, and a fluffy rabbit tail perched atop his tailbone. Lu Shangjin gently stroked the base of his tail. Yan Yi knelt on the bed, his hands pinned behind him, his legs spread apart by Lu Shangjin. A stream of cool lubricant was poured into his rosy, clean opening, and two fingers pushed inside to stretch him.
“Jin… it hurts…” Yan Yi’s hands were pinned behind his back, leaving him powerless to resist. His eyes glistened as he turned to look at Lu Shangjin, his voice trembling with pleading. “I don’t want to do this. Just hold me for a while.”
“It doesn’t hurt. It’ll be over soon.” Lu Shangjin leaned down to kiss the clear outline of his spine visible through his skin, kissing inch by inch down to the tip of his trembling tail, teasing it wickedly.
“Ah!” “Yan Yi’s body jerked violently. His nostrils quivered slightly, his eyelids flushed red. His hands were still pinned behind his lower back by Lu Shangjin, while the pink, clean member between his legs swelled and stood erect, gripped and stroked by Lu Shangjin’s hand.
“It doesn’t hurt. Don’t be afraid. I won’t let you feel any pain.” “Lu Shangjin soothed him patiently, guiding his thick, crimson member against Yan Yi’s tender, narrow opening and pushing the head halfway in.
The soft, yielding opening immediately clenched in fear.
“Don’t be afraid, good boy.” Lu Shangjin gently stroked the small tail curled before him. “Relax a little.”
Lu Shangjin had never been this gentle with him in bed before.
Yan Yi sobbed as he struggled to relax his back passage. The terrifyingly thick shaft slowly forced its way into his intestines, its veins scraping against his fragile intestinal walls, slowly stretching and filling his entire body.
“It hurts so much… I don’t have the strength, I really don’t have the strength to… ….Jin…’ Yan Yi struggled to take Lu Shangjin’s entire length into his mouth, having exhausted all his strength. He collapsed limply onto the bed, supported only by Lu Shangjin’s hands holding him up.
The heat suppressed by the inhibitor seemed to have been awakened. The pain in his bones hadn’t faded, yet a new, desperate desire for union had emerged.
The kneeling position made Yan Yi’s slender waist and abdomen even more prominent. Lu Shangjin lifted him up, cradling his legs and lifting him slightly.
“Ah! It hurts, I can’t take it, don’t push it all the way in…” Yan Yi screamed, grabbing Lu Shangjin’s hand and bracing himself with all his strength to keep his body from sinking down, but he simply didn’t have the strength. His body fell, and the hard, thick member pierced him completely from bottom to top, thrusting directly into his reproductive cavity.
Lu Shangjin held Yan Yi as he thrust up and down. The little rabbit’s body was wedged onto the hard object beneath his hips, a thin layer of glistening sweat breaking out all over him, his pale buttocks reddened from the impact, the swollen opening of his pussy swallowing the massive member.
Yan Yi suddenly burst into tears, clinging tightly to Lu Shangjin, his fingertips digging into his back, leaving several faint red nail marks.
“Jin Ge… when will you… stop bullying me…”