Chapter 135 Top Alpha: He was once a crippled Omega. 45. I…
Chenwu stood in front of the medical pod.
Sometime later, Black Lily's doctor had left, and the entire medical room fell into an eerie silence. Apart from the beeping of the instruments, only the sound of two breaths could be heard.
his.
And Qi Pingye's.
Qi Pingye.
Just thinking about those three words makes Chenwu feel suffocated, stifled, trembling, and restless.
They didn't seem to have known each other for very long, maybe half a year at most. For ordinary friends, parting like this might bring sadness and helplessness, but it wouldn't be too difficult.
But he and he seem different.
Shenwu couldn't bear to imagine their separation.
In some of his dreams, they were like two plants whose roots were intertwined, inseparable, and each other's half. If they separated, they might not die, but they would inevitably leave scars that would be difficult to heal.
Perhaps this is just a young person's fantasy, where everything is passionate and obsessive.
But he is a young man, isn't he?
Her fingers pressed heavily and tremblingly on the edge of the medical pod. Chen Wu slowly turned her eyes, observing the man inside through the transparent glass as if he were a unique specimen.
The disguise on his face had been destroyed in the chaos of the explosion and the cleaning of the medical pod. His broken flesh and bones were also rapidly recovering with the help of repair fluid and healing agents. The man lay in a shallow, transparent liquid, gradually revealing his true appearance bit by bit.
He was young and handsome, with sharp and flamboyant features and temperament, contradictorily and perfectly combining a solid and reliable maturity with an unrestrained and romantic spirit.
When they laugh, they are either spirited or affectionate like spring; when they cool down, they are like gunpowder smoke quenched in ice or a deep sea burning with fire.
Shenwu liked his cold face the most, and feared his smile the most.
When he's cold-faced, no matter how much I slump down or bend my neck, I'm sure I won't receive any lingering affection, only an endless, overwhelming surge. Though I've never truly experienced it, it often appears in my fantasies, and Chenwu likes it.
His smile is, of course, the most terrifying.
His eyebrows were slightly raised, his eyes curved, and his deep black pupils looked intently and brightly, like the gentlest pool in the world. If one looked at him for even a moment longer, one would drown in it. All one wanted was to rest one's head on his chest, lean against his arms, and never wake up again.
“Qi Pingye…”
Chen Wu's voice was soft and hoarse as she called his name.
The man kept his eyes closed, his breathing heavy, and did not respond.
It had been more than ten minutes, and he had not opened his eyes, woke up, or spoken as the doctor had said.
"Alphas at his level are more affected by information. If his body has recovered a lot but he doesn't wake up, it's most likely a problem with his pheromones. Either we need external intervention to help regulate them, or we can only wait. As time goes by, his strong self-regulation ability will help him recover, but it will take at least three to five days..."
"Can you wait that long?"
The doctor seems to have asked that question.
Shenwu vaguely heard it at the time, but did not answer. However, he knew very well that he couldn't wait, he couldn't wait for anything.
"Will you blame me... Qi Pingye?"
Shen Wu's trembling fingers moved slowly.
“I don’t think so,” he said softly, his fingertip pressing the button to open the medical pod’s glass dome. “You like me too, don’t you? I can feel it. So many times, when you’re close to me, your heartbeat changes. The pheromones that you’ve always kept under tight control are unconsciously leaking out. The scent of thorns becomes chains, binding my hands, feet, and neck, holding me so tightly. Sometimes I really think I’m going to die.”
"But... I'm afraid it's just my imagination. Being locked up is an illusion, being liked by you... is also an illusion."
With a soft beep, the glass cover slowly slid open without terminating the treatment.
The last layer of obstruction disappeared.
An intense, almost frenzied surge of pheromones erupted, engulfing everything like a flood.
Shenwu trembled slightly, her glands spasming in waves, but she was unprepared and unguarded, simply opening herself up to feel the wildly growing and spreading thorny grass.
This was once the taste that made him feel most at ease, and it was also the taste he hated the most.
Because when he is enveloped by it, it often means that he is in a feverish state, curled up in a grassy nest in a deserted area, dominated by pheromones, becoming a beast without reason, only wanting to crawl at the feet of an Alpha and tremble.
That's really not a good thing.
But now...
This is Qi Pingye.
Shen Wu lowered her eyes, gazing at the man inside the medical pod.
Alpha had just been through a fierce battle; his armor was torn and gone, and his combat suit was soaked in blood and badly damaged, offering little protection and leaving his chest and abdomen exposed to varying degrees.
The muscles were firm and bulging, with fresh, everted wounds and old scars crisscrossing each other, spreading out like claws, ferocious and terrifying, but more than that, they exuded a hot, wild and alluring charm.
Chen Wu's eyelashes trembled, and her breathing became heavy.
He closed his eyes, slowly raised his fingers, and pressed them against his collar, carrying a trace of the remaining coolness from the glass dome.
The medical room was dimly lit, with portholes covered and lights half-off. The only light coming from the medical bay and instruments was pale.
The mist moved gently.
The coat was heavy, and when it hit the metal floor, it made a deep, resounding sound, stirring up dust. The crisp sound of a button hitting the ground was like a soft melody, lingering around the ankles.
Shirts and trousers should be worn lightly and quietly piled up.
It was as if a soft, white snake was awkwardly shedding its first molt, as if afraid of disturbing anyone.
As for the last bit of fabric, it seemed almost imperceptible.
Like a flower petal, it detaches from the branch in autumn, delicately held by three slender white fingers, sliding over the hips, around the legs, to the toes, and gently swayed before being stepped on the soles of the feet.
Omega was finally completely engulfed in a sea of thorns.
He stepped through the ocean like a boneless fish, overcoming the metal edges and gliding little by little into the semi-enclosed medical pod, immersing his knees and feet in the cool liquid.
“Qi Pingye…”
He called him again.
Alpha kept his eyes closed and did not respond.
Shenwu knelt down, stared at him for a while, then slowly bent down, carefully avoiding the wound, and gently pressed herself against his body.
The scent of thorns was mixed with a sweet, metallic rust.
Shen Wu lowered her head, her lips gently landing on Qi Pingye's brow. After a brief pause, she moved her lips downwards again.
A touch of affectionate licking, mixed with a hint of fierce biting, is an Omega's kiss. It traces along Qi Pingye's high, straight nose, past the corner of his eye, all the way to his lips, the side of his ear, and the hollow of his neck, but deliberately avoids his lips.
It felt both precious and daunting.
The kiss moved slowly.
Collarbone, chest, waist and abdomen, knees.
The mist hung its amber eyes, its bare white back hunched over, and at the end, it raised itself up a little, supported by two jade chopsticks-like legs, like a beautiful snow mountain that could melt at the slightest touch.
The mountain peaks of the snow-capped mountains have turned red at some unknown time.
Shen Wu slightly raised her eyes, her eyes misty with tears. His kiss stopped, and he bit down hard on the zipper.
Alpha's combat suit was partially torn open.
His jet-black hair flowed down to his eyes, and his Adam's apple trembled slightly.
Despite being immersed in the cool repair fluid, he felt as if he were being scorched by an invisible fire, his entire body trembling, from his eyelashes to his fingers, from his lips to his waist, all of which shivered.
The alternation of cold and heat seemed to make his skin extremely sensitive. With every movement, even the slightest friction from the stiff combat uniform fabric would cause him to shiver with unbearable pain.
Buried in the thick fog, mouth and nose slightly constricted, throat filled with muffled sobs, tears falling silently down cheeks, merging with countless streams of water, winding and sticky.
Suddenly, a heavy weight appeared on Shen Wu's head, and a hand grabbed his hair.
"Shenwu... what are you doing?"
The hoarse, weak voice came from above.
Shen Wu's trembling body suddenly stiffened, and she raised her eyes.
...
Qi Pingye was awakened by a burning sensation that was so intense it was almost explosive.
The moment he woke up, his mind was in a daze, his thoughts seemed to have been bombarded into fragments by those WeChat missiles, with no connection whatsoever, only intermittent fragments floating and sinking.
He tried to open his eyes, but his eyelids felt incredibly heavy, and his body felt as if it were filled with lead. His senses seemed to exist, yet also seemed not to exist.
He struggled against that heaviness, gripping his nerves little by little, trying to spread his perception.
He felt it very quickly.
A pale, cool mist of roses, soft, smooth skin, a burning temperature, and a gradually moving, wet kiss.
Qi Pingye felt as if he were being entangled by a slender, supple snake. The snake flicked its tongue, slowly sliding around, its flesh devoid of scales, only moist, white flesh, twisting, trembling, and turning.
Qi Pingye was being strangled by the snake and couldn't breathe. He desperately tried to pry open its jaws and call for help, but the snake suddenly stopped.
It slowly and softly lay down.
Qi Pingye's eyeballs twitched violently; if his injuries hadn't been so severe, he would have almost jumped up at some point.
The heaviness and disorientation quickly faded, and his back burned instinctively as if electrified, while the glands at the back of his neck contracted, almost spasming.
It's... a thick fog!
Shenwu is there...
Qi Pingye breathed heavily, as if lifting a huge rock, and slowly and forcefully opened his eyelids, raising his still relatively intact hand.
He grabbed him, but when he looked up, he couldn't see him.
He only saw the snow-capped mountains, undulating gracefully, with misty waters. He paused stiffly, then looked down and saw Omega.
Tears streaming down his face, he looked at him with an indescribable mix of fear and surprise in his eyes. For a moment, he truly resembled a white snake that had become a spirit, sneaking into someone's arms to steal their life force, only to be caught red-handed.
Their eyes met.
Qi Pingye first lowered his breath: "Get up... you're dirty."
Shen Wu held onto the edge of the medical pod. "It's not dirty... I love you, Qi Pingye... You're alive, you're awake..."
His voice was trembling.
"Yes, I'm still alive, I'm awake..."
Qi Pingye looked at his disheveled, soaked lover, his heart aching and swelling. He tightened his grip slightly, changing from a grasp to a caress, and pulled the person up by pinching the back of their neck, which was also twitching.
Their breathing was similar.
"I love you too," Qi Pingye said.
Those deep black eyes were slightly lowered, filled with an unbelievable surge of love that surpassed desire, and at that moment, they deeply captivated Shenwu's heart and soul.
"I had secretly prepared something to confess to you a few days ago. I was thinking that things have been too unstable lately, so once everything is over, I'll take you out to have some fun... Have you heard of Shui Ningxing?"
"I checked the travel guides, it's a beautiful planet. I even prepared fireworks, a ring... I've imagined so many times what our confession would be like, but there's absolutely no possibility that it would be like this, in the medical pod, one of us struggling to even raise an arm, and the other... still crying..."
The owner of those eyes was still speaking, but Shenwu could no longer hear a single word.
With tears streaming down his face, he took a bite.
The scent of Cold Mist Rose, after being suppressed to the extreme, suddenly bursts forth.
The chaotic and frantic entanglement was caused by two pheromones that had become inseparable long ago, as well as two pairs of lips and tongues.
Qi Ping and Ye Ping's first kiss.
When the fierce scent of roses bit into him, he felt his scalp tingle and was completely unable to cope. But this confusion lasted only a moment. The next instant, his instincts acted first, driving him to forcefully entangle the sweet and soft scent that was attacking him.
Scratching, licking, sucking deeply.
Caught off guard, Shen Wu was pulled painfully, and her already tired tongue felt sore. She subconsciously wanted to back away, but it was as if she was stuck in a quagmire and could not break free. She could only let Qi Pingye eat greedily and wickedly.
However, such consumption alone is far from enough to satisfy the Alpha's volatile period.
"mark……"
Shen Wu squeezed out the words in a sticky, nasal voice, "Your sensitive period... mark me, Qi Pingye..."
Qi Pingye opened his eyes, which were tinged with dark red, paused slightly, and then released his lips and tongue, sliding them backward along Shen Wu's lips and neck.
However, Shenwu raised her hand and pressed down on his shoulder.
"I've already gone this far... and you still just want to take one bite and be done with it? No, Qi Pingye... no."
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Author's Note: [Crying emoji] I'm kneeling down, it's finally fixed! I'm so sorry for being so late! Tonight I'll be randomly dropping little red envelopes for my little angels, I'm so sorry everyone!
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