"Hmm?" Bretta's eyes lit up. "Anywhere is fine?!"
Looking into Bryta's clear and bright eyes, Klindall suppressed the restlessness in his body and calmed down considerably. He was unsure whether Bryta understood what emotions were.
Seeing that he didn't speak, Bleta thought he disagreed and was somewhat disappointed: "Is it not allowed?"
Klingdale gazed at him with a complex expression: "Tata, I've always been okay with you. But I'm afraid you don't quite understand, don't understand why we're like this..."
Bretta frowned as she listened, interrupting him directly: "I thought that when humans acted this way, it meant they liked you, were committed, and were willing to be your life partner, and to do anything they wanted. Mr. Lin Dao, I've made up my mind about you, and I like you the most. Otherwise, I wouldn't have given up my freedom to be an alien. I thought, even if being human is difficult, I'd still come to you... Do you understand?"
After saying these bold words, Bryta's face finally felt a little hot.
Suddenly, Klindall reached out and covered those clear, earnest eyes that were staring intently at him as he confessed his love. He felt his heart pounding in his chest because of his words.
He was caught off guard by the boy's sincerity and earnestness. Half of his heart was filled with ecstatic joy, like molten lava, and the other half with self-reproach. He clearly loved this boy and was willing to give him everything he could, but he didn't have the courage to guess, fearing that the boy's affection for him was just a dependence on "security".
Suddenly blindfolded, Bleta was bewildered. His ears were still a little hot, and his eyelashes fluttered, brushing against the man's palm. He asked cautiously, "Did I... say something wrong?"
With the hand covering his eyes, Klindall leaned close to his face, his voice hoarse and strained: "...No, you've made it very clear, I...understand."
Bryta nodded. Blindfolding his eyes made his senses more acute; he could even feel Klindall's breath on his face. "Then... why are you blindfolding me?"
After asking, he could feel the man's body stiffen for a moment. After a while, the man carefully cupped his face and gently caressed his lips. Just as Bleta was about to move closer, he felt a warm breath close to his face and asked in confusion, "Are you so hot right now?" He wanted to reach out and remove the man's hand from his eyes, but the other man suddenly said in a hoarse voice, "...Tata, don't look at me."
I'm afraid I'll expose myself.
After all, Klindall was a human, not a god. Being confessed to like that by someone he liked would make him seem a little unlike himself.
Bryta: "...Oh, oh." He said this, leaning closer, finding the spot he had just touched, tilting his head slightly to kiss the other's thin lips, "Then I'll lick you first." He said smugly in a whisper.
“But you’re really hot, I can feel it.” Bryta said, reaching out to touch Klindall’s handsome face, her fingertips brushing against his sharply defined features. “I’m getting a little hot too.”
Klindall felt somewhat embarrassed upon hearing this. His body had indeed inexplicably become hot, even though he had always had a low body temperature since his mutation. Now, however… He could even feel the change in himself and felt an unnatural urge to move away from Bryta.
Bretta noticed that he had moved away and became unhappy. She reached out and put her arm around his shoulder to hug him, saying in a soft, gentle voice, "Don't stay so far away from me..." It sounded like she was being affectionate.
With nowhere left to retreat, Klindall slowly removed the blindfold from his eyes, looked down into his eyes, and said, "Tata, I'm losing control of myself."
"Huh?" Bleta didn't understand. "Then don't control it."
Klingdale choked, "Do you know what I mean?"
Suddenly, Bretta sensed something, her face flushed, and at the same time, she felt a strange sense of anticipation. Her eyes sparkled, and she bit her lip and whispered, "What...what does it mean?"
With just that one sentence uttered with a lowered gaze, Klindall couldn't resist, and his lower body instantly transformed into a snake's tail, coiling around the bed.
Bretta was startled by his change; the sudden slippery touch on her hand sent shivers down her spine.
Bretta was so frightened that she jumped out of bed on the spot: "You, you, you, you..."
Before he could say anything, the black snake tail suddenly wrapped around his slender, fair ankle, winding its way upwards, coiling around his body again and again. The force wasn't strong, but it was enough to lift Blaita up and pull him forcefully in front of the man.
Klindall's dark eyes flashed with emotion as he looked into the man's panicked eyes, a hint of pain crossing his own, and he said, "That's exactly what I mean."
As a lab rat, it was impossible for Bryta not to be afraid of being harassed by his predator in a feeding manner; his body was already instinctively trembling.
He now knows what it means.
She was so frightened that she wanted to cry, but when she looked up and met Klindall's eyes, she paused, forced back her tears, and nodded: "I understand."
Klindall felt his desire burning intensely, but seeing the frightened look in his eyes, he softened, released the snake's tail, and let him go.
Bretta landed back on the soft bed, still shaken. He saw Klindall's lowered eyes and the veins bulging as he tried to control himself, and suddenly he understood.
He struggled to move toward Klindall, tried to open his arms, and hugged him tightly, saying, "...I'm not afraid, not at all. It's true."
"You might not know this, but to me, aliens are like food... You are the best-smelling, most delicious food I've ever seen! I want to be with you every day, and I'm not afraid at all!"
Klingdale: "..."
"So, I'm just food?"
“!” Realizing she might have said something wrong, Bryta quickly shook her head to make amends. “It’s not just food, you are also Mr. Lin Dao. Even if it’s just food, it’s food that I would never, ever be able to bear to eat.”
Klindall felt as if his heart had been struck again.
He looked at Bryta, then lowered his head to kiss him again. He felt hot, and an uncontrollable instinct was surging through his body. He couldn't even tell if it was appetite or lust. He held Bryta's face with restraint and madness, kissing his lips, wanting to entwine him into his body.
This was the first time Bretta had experienced such a fierce kiss, as if it wanted to devour him whole. But he didn't feel afraid at all. Instead, he felt a faint sense of joy. Mr. Lin Dao cared about him and wanted him, just like him.
He responded boldly to Klindall, licking his lips, and finally hugged him, blinking his slightly moist eyes and looking at him expectantly, saying, "Mr. Lindall, I... want to mate with you."
Klingdale: "…………"
He wanted to correct him, but the other person had already boldly moved closer, leaned in, licked his lips, and said, "I've actually been thinking about this for a long time. Is it okay?"
Caught off guard by these words, Klindall's Adam's apple bobbed. He felt completely held in the grip of a pair of small hands, and his voice was low and hoarse: "...Okay."
Klindall used his snake tail to turn off the lights in the room, leaving only a warm yellow bedside lamp. He was somewhat embarrassed by his current form, but Bretta, who had been afraid, was now more curious.
The boy squatted down in front of him, and whether it was to cooperate with him or because he was moved by the kiss, he conjured up his furry ears and tail.
Bretta stared at him innocently, then exclaimed in surprise, "Wow—there really are two! I heard they're delicious..." As she said this, she looked up at Klindall with a not-so-innocent glint in her eyes, "I'd like to... try some too, is that alright?"
Upon hearing this, Klindall's handsome face flushed slightly, growing redder and redder, a reaction that pleased Bryta. He liked seeing him react this way because of him.
Klindall looked down at his smile, finding it hard to look directly at him. He raised his hand to shield his eyes, and after a long while, he managed to stammer, "...Don't ask me."
Upon hearing this, Britta was even more delighted, even becoming a little too demanding. He wasn't actually that sensitive to the shame that some human behaviors evoked; in front of Klindall, having shed his fear, he became somewhat arrogant and increasingly bold. And seeing Colonel Klindall like this inexplicably pleased him.
He poked it with his finger, licked his lips, and finally got what he wanted. He looked at Klindall's face with satisfaction, noticing the occasional blank and stunned expression. He preferred to hear his voice.
Not only did he like it, but he also said it outright: "Mr. Lin Dao, the sound of your voice is so beautiful, I like it..."
Klindall froze, suddenly feeling as if he had been teased by a younger person. He thought he had really spoiled him too much tonight.
Just as he was about to straighten up, he heard him say without any restraint, "I've been wanting to hear that, but..." He looked at Klindall's snake tail, "How do I get in?"
"What?" Klingdale thought he had misheard. "What, go in?"
Bryta stood up, wiped her hands with a tissue, blinked, and said, "It's where they mate."
He finally looked a little embarrassed: "I think..."
"You don't want to!" Klindall fully regained his senses and felt inexplicably annoyed. He suddenly used his snake tail to wrap around Bryta again, tightening his grip and pulling him in front of him. He gritted his teeth in anger at the boy, but he endured it all. Finally, staring at the boy's face that seemed so matter-of-fact, he shamelessly stammered, "Tata... don't tease me."
His voice was hoarse; he hadn't felt completely comfortable yet, but rather the teasing had made him feel even more uncomfortable. He held Bryta tightly in his arms, his snake tail impatiently climbing up Bryta's tailbone.
Tata tensed up immediately, his body stiffening. He regretted his earlier recklessness. He smiled innocently and placed his hand on Tata's chest. "...Oh, but I still want to hear you cry. You must sound beautiful when you cry." He remembered that the female mice in the lab also sounded beautiful when they cried.
Klingdale: "...What exactly is going on in your little head?"
Bretta said naturally, "I'm obsessed with you. You're all I can think about now." He looked at Clindall with clear, innocent eyes, reached out and touched the V-line on Clindall's waist, wiped the drool from his mouth and said, "I love every part of you."
Klindall was completely charmed by his words, so he immediately pressed him down, interlocked his fingers with his to brace against his back, and looked into his innocent yet expectant eyes, saying fiercely:
"I'd like to see who's crying."
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