CAADTB Chapter 59

Shi Qi suddenly grabbed Shang Sui’s wrist.

The overwhelming sensations caused his pupils to lose focus momentarily, and his expression went blank. It wasn’t until Shang Sui reached out and touched his cheek that he realized he had nearly lost consciousness.

Shang Sui’s voice was hoarse, clearly strained as well. “Are you okay?”

“Mm…!”

Shi Qi let out a sound that was somewhere between pain and pleasure, his fingers digging inch by inch into Shang Sui’s arm.

After a moment, Shi Qi began to recover a little. Realizing he had almost scratched him to the point of drawing blood, he quickly let go.

“If it’s too much, just scratch me.”

Shang Sui took hold of his limp hands and guided them back onto himself. “Relax a bit, baby.”

Shi Qi had no strength left. He feebly clung to Shang Sui’s shoulders.

Seeing him finally able to catch his breath, Shang Sui finished the sentence, “Don’t be so tense.”

Shi Qi stared at him blankly, his cat-like eyes wide open.

The next moment, Shi Qi let out a short cry.

His fingertips trembled uncontrollably, clawing wildly at Shang Sui’s back. His unraveling reaction only made Shang Sui even more reckless.

The Omega’s cheeks were flushed, his petal-like lips slightly parted, revealing a glimpse of his teeth, shimmering like pearls hidden in a shell.

“Wait… mm…!” Shi Qi’s fragmented voice was entirely swallowed, as Shang Sui pressed him down with one hand while the other eagerly cradled his face.

The Alpha’s pheromones poured down like a tidal wave, like their master, imprisoning Shi Qi within a confined space.

The linen sheets made a rustling sound, mingling with other sticky noises.

Shi Qi’s eyes rolled slightly upward, his once clear pupils now clouded with an entranced haze.

His exquisitely sculpted face was streaked with tears, completely stripped of the ability to think.

Shang Sui gazed at him, utterly captivated, unable to tear his eyes away.

Unable to restrain himself, he kissed Shi Qi’s damp cheek. “So cute.”

Shi Qi trembled all over. Shang Sui’s behavior sent chills down his spine, making him instinctively want to run.

“H-help…”

His entire body quivered, like a flower swaying in a violent storm.

Seeing his struggle, Shang Sui became even more aroused, his eyes brimming with intense fascination.

“Oh,” he asked tenderly, “who is Xiao Qi calling out to for help?”

In contrast to his seemingly gentle words, Shang Sui gripped Shi Qi’s waist, pinning him firmly in place.

“There’s no one here but me.”

Shi Qi’s arms, draped over Shang Sui’s shoulders, tightened involuntarily, his sobbing response barely coherent.

At the thought of being so intimately close with Shi Qi at this moment, Shang Sui’s eyes narrowed slightly, resembling the eerie slits of a reptile’s pupils.

“You’re mine. Mine alone.”

The Alpha’s strikingly beautiful face lit up with a manic kind of joy, and his nearly out-of-control pheromones suddenly erupted, just like during a rut. “Always.”

The thick scent of honey spread rapidly in every direction. For a moment, Shi Qi almost believed he was an insect trapped in resin, struggling in vain, only to be encased in the translucent sap and crystallized into a beautiful piece of amber.

He blinked slowly, instinctively looking toward the Alpha just inches away.

Shang Sui smiled and coaxed, “That’s right. You’re so clever. Just look at me.”

Shi Qi’s long lashes trembled like butterfly wings, and his dark gray eyes were filled entirely with the reflection of Shang Sui.

The smile on Shang Sui’s face deepened, his voice as soft as flowing water. “Little kitten, who am I?”

“Shang Sui…”

“Call me something else. I want to hear something different.”

“Wh-what do you want to hear?”

“Take a guess.”

Shi Qi opened his mouth, just about to speak—

The sudden shift changed his voice, catching him off guard as he cried out, “I… I don’t know, I don’t know!”

Shang Sui grabbed hold of his flailing legs, fingers locking tightly, then lifted them directly onto his shoulders.

Shi Qi cried out in distress, calling every form of address he could think of, “Gege, Xiao Sui-gege! Uhn…?! Why won’t you stop…!”

Shang Sui paused briefly, then intensified his actions, like a beast that had completely cast off its chains, intent on claiming every inch of him.

Shi Qi was losing his mind, blindly guessing, “S-sweetheart?”

Shang Sui’s mind, flooded with aggressive desire, was caught completely off guard, like a cat’s soft, pink paw pad pressed gently over it.

Shang Sui let out a low laugh. “Too cute, baby.”

He leaned down and captured Shi Qi’s lips in a deep, lingering kiss.

The sweet taste melted in their mouths. In the chaos, their highly compatible pheromones mingled like a cool spring. Even if it was merely drinking poison to quench thirst, it temporarily eased the burning heat within Shi Qi’s body.

Roused from the overwhelming stimulation, Shi Qi gradually began to respond.

The sensation of being possessed left him dizzy, but it also stirred a strange satisfaction in his chest.

He caught the scent of his own pheromones on Shang Sui; the clear and pure fragrance wrapped around the Alpha, like flowered vines tightly entwining a tree.

Realizing that Shang Sui now carried his scent from head to toe, Shi Qi locked his arms tightly around his neck.

He’s mine.

The very thought sent a thrill through him, and he began sucking on Shang Sui’s lips as if venting his emotions.

He bit down on them without restraint, pulling the other into a kiss, as though he desperately wanted to leave a wound as a mark.

Seeing this, Shang Sui only responded more fiercely.

As he gradually adjusted, Shi Qi began to feel on cloud nine.

He found himself addicted to the sensation, unable to resist clinging to the Alpha and seeking more, like a soft, boneless feline.

Shi Qi’s breath carried the sweet scent of lily of the valley, and his beautifully full lips whispered ambiguous words.

“Hold me, Shang Sui, hold me…”

Strong, slender arms wrapped around his back, pulling him into a tight embrace.

Shang Sui’s eyes didn’t waver for a second, staring at him as if possessed, committing Shi Qi’s every expression to memory.

Almost at the same moment, a low rumble of thunder rolled in from outside the window.

The night sky, which had been relatively clear, suddenly darkened without warning. Heavy clouds gathered in the distance, and a flash of lightning turned the room stark black and white for an instant.

Shang Sui glanced toward the window, his tone unreadable. “What a coincidence.”

Of all times, it had to start raining with thunder now.

Shi Qi wrapped his legs around Shang Sui’s waist, his breathing scattered and ragged, yet still the first to offer comfort, “Don’t be afraid.”

Shang Sui said nothing, merely resting his cheek against Shi Qi’s.

Their bodies were coated in sweat, saturated in each other’s pheromones, like two vines tightly entangled.

Shang Sui gently brushed back the damp, pale strands of Shi Qi’s hair, revealing those crystal-clear eyes in full.

He spoke softly, as if making a confession and a vow.

“With you here, I’ll never be afraid.”

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After the storm, sunlight slanted brightly into the room. A whole night had passed, yet the air was still thick with the scent of honey and lily of the valley, like a cluster of overly lush flowers.

Shang Sui’s fingers curled around the smaller hand lying beside his pillow.

Shi Qi was thoroughly exhausted, still sound asleep well past sunrise. His breathing was steady, and a faint blush tinged his fair cheeks.

Like a sleeping fairy? Or a princess who ate a poisoned apple?

Shang Sui was letting his imagination wander when Shi Qi’s long, thick lashes fluttered, and he slowly opened his eyes.

Just waking up, the Omega looked lost, as if unsure of what was going on.

Shang Sui couldn’t help but laugh and pinched his slender wrist.

“Good morning, baby.”

Shi Qi met the eyes so close to his own. Memories slowly began to return.

Scenes from last night came rushing back, one after another, and his face gradually turned red.

Especially the moment he couldn’t hold it anymore and had to go to the bathroom, and Shang Sui had a-actually carried him the whole way…!

And said those things to him.

Before last night, he never imagined Shang Sui’s mind could be filled with such dirty things, and calling it “lewd” would be letting him off easy.

And after they finally cleaned up, Shang Sui held him and still kept going. Shi Qi had ended up so dazed, he half-willingly mumbled all sorts of nonsense.

Just remembering it made his fingers curl up involuntarily.

“What’s with that look the moment you wake up?”

Shi Qi couldn’t help but scold him, “You’re such a pervert.”

“Mm, I am,” Shang Sui agreed with a cheerful smile, completely unashamed. “Do you like it?”

“……”

The all-too-familiar situation made Shi Qi’s scalp tingle in reflex.

It had been exactly like this last night.

It was just too embarrassing. Even though he’d experienced incomparable pleasure and deep down liked being treated this way, he still felt awkward and unwilling to admit it.

Seeing his shyness, Shang Sui had eventually resorted to mental manipulation, persistently asking whether he liked it, whether he wanted more, with all kinds of explicit words spilling out nonstop.

The moment Shi Qi caught on, he immediately snapped, “Stop using mental manipulation!”

If the conversation continued any further, he was bound to explode, so Shang Sui knew to quit while he was ahead.

“Alright, alright, I’ll stop. Let’s go get washed up.”

He got out of bed first, circled around to the other side, and scooped Shi Qi into his arms. “Hungry? I had food sent up.”

The two of them, still sticky, made their way into the bathroom. Midway through, Shi Qi suddenly remembered what he’d gone through in there before and stomped on Shang Sui’s foot in frustration. He was soon coaxed by a gentle kiss.

Neither of them had clothes on. After washing up, Shang Sui pulled open the wardrobe and casually slipped on a robe.

Shi Qi noticed the intricate embroidery on the back and thought: You really never forget to keep yourself refined, no matter the situation.

Shang Sui asked, “What do you want to wear?”

Shi Qi shuffled over in his slippers to the wardrobe.

The dark wooden closet was inlaid with ornate mother-of-pearl carvings. On the left hung casual clothes like T-shirts and shirts, while the row of garments in different colors on the right side made Shi Qi open his eyes wide.

There was a back-tied bustier tulle dress, pink-and-black maid outfit, a white apron covered in ruffles, a sailor uniform, and a short cheongsam.

The folded section and drawers contained garters in different colors, bow-tied suspender stockings, pantyhose… and on the very bottom, a pair of satin ballet shoes with ribbon ties.

Shi Qi looked the wardrobe up and down, examining the large array of women’s clothing, then turned to look at Shang Sui. “So you’re into this kind of thing.”

He figured that, being in the arts, they all had a few quirks. After the initial shock, understanding showed in his eyes. “You could’ve told me sooner. I don’t mind.”

“I heard from Lin Yan that Jiang Youning tricked you into wearing dresses when you were little.”

Shi Qi immediately sensed danger. “What’s that supposed to mean?”

Shang Sui gave a noncommittal reply. “This is only part of it. There’s more at home.”

Shi Qi met his gaze and realized that this whole pile of kinky stuff was definitely prepared for him.

“Baby, see anything you like?” The Alpha’s eyes gleamed with a wicked red glint as he coaxed, “Pick one. You’ll definitely look beautiful in it.”

“No way.” Shi Qi rejected him without hesitation, holding out his hand. “Give me normal clothes.”

He had expected Shang Sui to at least throw a fit, acting spoiled and refusing to give up until he wore it. But unexpectedly, he didn’t push it and obediently handed over a shirt.

What Shi Qi didn’t know was that the other planned to take it slow, showing him a bit first and letting him get used to the idea.

The shirt Shang Sui chose was very oversized, with layered lace ruffles along the cuffs and a deep V-neck in a French court style. The flowing hem covered Shi Qi’s thighs.

The lace shirt had to be tied from the back. Looking at himself in the mirror, Shi Qi complained, “This is basically the same as wearing a dress.”

Shang Sui chuckled, his hand sliding down. “Xiao Qi’s legs are so straight.”

Shi Qi’s legs were long and slender, but they lacked strength now, and he could only stand feebly.

The red mole on his thigh had been repeatedly ground against the night before, now blooming like a crimson petal at the base of his snow-white legs.

Feeling that he looked far too debauched, Shi Qi was about to ask for a pair of pants, but Shang Sui put underwear on him and simply carried him downstairs just like that.

“You…”

Shang Sui glanced over, eyes curving. “Hmm?”

Seeing how pleased Shang Sui looked, Shi Qi swallowed the rest of his words.

Forget it. Whatever.

His legs were so sore he was too lazy to walk, so he simply let the other one take care of him.

Shang Sui carried him over to the dining table, pulled out a chair, and sat down with Shi Qi in his lap.

Shi Qi cooperatively spread his legs and straddled him face-to-face.

While Shi Qi had been sleeping, the servants had come and laid out a spread of delicious food on the table.

Most Omegas’ heats lasted three to seven days. During that time, they usually couldn’t eat and could only drink water.

Knowing Shi Qi’s usual preferences, Shang Sui had specifically requested desserts and asked the chef to keep everything light.

But Shi Qi barely spared the dishes a glance before turning and burying his face in Shang Sui’s shoulder.

Shang Sui felt his heart soften at his clinginess, yet also a bit concerned.

Like coaxing a child, he gently patted Shi Qi’s thin back and softly asked, “Don’t want to eat?”

Shi Qi gave a muffled hum in response.

Worried about dehydration, Shang Sui fed him a bit of sweet fruit juice.

Seemingly unwilling to move, Shi Qi lazily parted his lips and took small sips from the glass in Shang Sui’s hand.

After feeding him, Shang Sui remembered something. “I didn’t get the chance to ask earlier, how much do you remember about the past?”

“Up to the Lantern Festival. There’s a blank spot in between, and then the rainy day during your rut,” Shi Qi said quietly. “The day we separated.”

Shang Sui seemed thoughtful. “I see.”

Shi Qi studied his expression. “Was there something important?”

“I once told you a story, but we separated halfway through.”

“When you remember that part, I want to tell you the full version.”

About why I hate thunderstorms. And how you once saved me.

Shi Qi nodded, then hesitated before leaning in closer.

Shang Sui had overindulged him last night, so he hadn’t noticed anything unusual while changing upstairs.

But now, the burning sensation deep in his body was slowly flaring up again.

His heat hadn’t ended. Shi Qi licked his lips, gripped by a hunger that food alone couldn’t satisfy.

What he wanted wasn’t food, but a kiss.

The hem of his shirt quickly became damp, and Shang Sui noticed the change in him too.

Shi Qi was shy for only a second before giving in to instinct, leaning forward to peck his lips.

The Alpha kissed him back. They had both just had fruit juice, and their lips tasted sweet and tangy as they met.

Shi Qi was itching with desire, but Shang Sui didn’t take things further.

Dissatisfied with just a light kiss, Shi Qi hooked a hand around Shang Sui’s neck, slender fingers gliding to his sensitive glands and giving it a squeeze, urging him.

“I want it.”

Shang Sui’s breath caught, still not entirely sure what he meant.

Shi Qi gently bit his lip and murmured his true thoughts, “You can be a little rougher…”

“Just like last night.”

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Author’s note:

I’m a pervert, I support 17 wearing all of them once