Chapter 12: Seduction is Complex
He had been waiting outside for a long time, and was about to comfort Vison by saying that if he was too scared and resistant, it was fine, and that the next time he went to Xiongbao for another checkup, it would be the same, but he immediately forgot about it and his eyes were fixed on Vison.
What followed was the glacial pheromone, disguised as harmless but still malevolent, which enveloped him completely in the blink of an eye.
Vison himself stood there helplessly, suppressing a strong sense of shame.
His first attempt at seduction was a complete failure. It was the first time in his life he'd done something like this; he'd never even made a contact before and had no idea what to do next.
He tried desperately to recall the tone and manner in which Phibos had seduced him.
He gritted his teeth, as if he were going all out, and reached out to grab Fei Bosi's sleeve.
"...Shall we...do it?"
He hesitated in his speech, and his expression was awkward.
Phibos had seen more blatant, alluring, and passionate male insects, and he had never been swayed by them. But now, Phibos felt as if his entire insect was burning on a restless glacier.
So, without realizing it, and half-heartedly, I was pulled into the room and the door was closed, which was only natural.
Feppus braced himself on the bed, his breath hot, veins bulging, his whole body tense, like a fully drawn bow.
“Lord Vison…” he called him softly.
"I... I'll give you pheromones. I won't extract pheromones, and I won't go to the clinic, okay?"
Vincent felt a little dizzy. The air was scorching hot, and the strong smell of ripe oranges bursting with juice was everywhere. It was so strong that it felt like you couldn't breathe, and it brought a slight feeling of suffocation.
Hearing this, Fei Bos, who was almost completely lost in the moment, was startled back to his senses. He had never imagined that Vison was so afraid of going for a medical check-up that he would even resort to seducing him to avoid it.
He instinctively sensed something was wrong and was about to force himself to sit up and tell Vincent that he didn't need to do this and that he wouldn't force him to have a medical check-up if he didn't want to, but at that moment, Vincent pressed his hands firmly against his waist, followed by soft lips falling on his.
A very gentle kiss landed on the corner of my mouth.
Soft, sweet, carrying the owner's flattery and youthful allure.
After the kiss, the kisser quickly left, like being brushed on the cheek by a tender flower petal in early spring—soft, beautiful, and fragrant, leaving the insect with endless longing.
But the actions of his hands and body were the complete opposite of this awkward kiss, and this contrast aroused Faith's entire body.
Looking at the male insect's completely innocent expression, Fepos's defenses crumbled, and he sighed inwardly.
You delivered it to me yourself, Vison.
Suddenly, the sound of water appeared, as if it were raining.
The scent of oranges became the unique air of this glacier, domineering, powerful, and boundless, spreading and enveloping the entire glacier.
His dehydration period was induced to occur earlier.
Phibes reached out and gripped the neck of the person who had started this on top of him tightly, giving him a passionate kiss.
"...Is it okay?" Even though he was being kissed so hard he could hardly breathe, Vincent still managed to ask during a precious moment of respite.
Fipos pulled back the gap that Vinson had just painstakingly created: "Lord Vinson, concentrate."
After finally separating, their silvery threads remained intertwined. Vincent tried to wipe them away, embarrassed, but the ambiguous watery color circled around his slender fingers.
As Fei Pos watched, his bright red eyes darkened to a deep red. He leaned forward and gently bit the slender, pale finger, his expression a mix of truth and falsehood, a half-smile on his face: "It depends on how you perform."
With his face flushed, Vincent forcefully pulled his finger away, but as he did so, he was lingered by that sweet, rosy tongue. Vincent felt even hotter, the heat all going into his clothes.
He blushed and murmured, "I...I'll do my best."
“It will be a long time, all your fault, Your Excellency,” Fipos whispered between his breaths, his lips trailing off with a string of silver threads. “You have only yourself to blame, Vison.”
It's less of a reprimand and more of a flirtatious and coquettish act.
This strange display of affection was particularly appealing to Vincent; he felt a softening sensation in his heart, and not just his heart, but the rest of his body softened as well.
It was shown in only one place.
At this point, Fipos reverted to the Fipos that Vincent had just met. If one had to describe him, he was like a lazy black cat that enjoyed having its genitals touched by humans, and would purr when it felt good.
It must be admitted that this kind of Philippa was incredibly attractive to him. Therefore, what followed became even more logical.
The flavors of glacier and orange intertwine and blend perfectly.
The tangerine has a thin skin, delicate flesh, and is full of juice.
However, consumers should be extra careful when breaking open the peel of the tangerine, otherwise they may end up like Vincent, getting splashed with juice.
rest.
Vison successfully hid his head inside the dessert he had been eyeing.
The desserts were very fresh and still warm.
His breathing rose and fell in waves.
Vison had to admit that he was being stubborn at the time.
This chocolate mountain dessert is adorned with two colored chocolates, but they don't look like they've been dyed with cheap artificial coloring; rather, the colors are perfectly applied.
Sweet rice candy.
Unfortunately, the pastry chef who made this chocolate mountain dessert seemed quite careless; the entire chocolate mountain wasn't very stable and wobbled around. The fudge also wobbled along with it, as if it was about to fall down.
It fluctuates.
Vison watched intently.
The weather was terrible; he was terribly hot.
He kept swallowing.
I felt both thirsty and extremely hungry.
This dessert seems to have been created just for him.
Finally, he couldn't resist taking a bite.
The chocolate coating was crispy, the filling was sweet, and it had a refreshing orange aroma, making him reluctant to finish it in one bite.
But I can't bear to part with it.
He savored it for a long time.
At this moment, even though Fipos hadn't done anything, he had simply reached his limit and couldn't help but glance at him lightly.
But he knew in his heart that it was all over.
Perceive changes in your body.
He thought to himself that his body and mind had become the pleasure-hungry male insect described in the book.
With his slightly sticky hands, Feibos swept his sweat-dampened hair back, revealing bright eyes that resembled the most exquisite rubies.
Seeing the change in Vinson, it let out a short chuckle, like a lazy, comfortable black cat basking in the sun, brushing Vinson's heart with its fluffy tail.
"What are you waiting for, Your Excellency Vison?"
His provocative words successfully made Vison's already dark eyes completely lose all light.
He fiercely captured the somewhat mischievous big cat.
Despite the chaos, they were still captured.
"Call me," Vison whispered, pinching his neck.
With his vital point gripped, Vison exerted only a slight force, yet the experience brought Feibos to the brink of defeat.
He never imagined that one day he would be completely unarmed, allowing his opponent to strike his vital points at will.
Because he was facing away from the person behind him, Feibos couldn't see their expression. He obediently spoke up, somewhat puzzled, "Lord Vincent?"
“No.” Vincent used excessive force as if punishing someone, but did not give the correct answer.
Feibos's mind had turned to mush. After being tormented for a long time, he finally uttered an answer: "A...a powerful ruler?"
This answer successfully made Vincent hesitate for a moment, but only for a moment, before he became even more excited.
Vincent maintained his composure, feigning reluctance, but the corners of his mouth couldn't help but curve upwards, and his gestures became more exaggerated in honesty: "Okay."
Because of his actions, Feppos, who had just managed to catch his breath, fell into a new round of near-death and dehydration.
He looked at the male insect, whose face was beaming with satisfaction and whose lips were curled up in a good mood. He vaguely remembered that at first, it seemed that the beautiful male insect had seduced him to avoid the physical examination, but why?
Feppos looked at his skin, which was almost entirely undamaged.
Why was he the one who ended up in such a tragic situation?
......
"That's enough, please spare me, my lord," Feppos pleaded in a low voice, barely able to bear it any longer.
It was far beyond anything he had experienced in his entire life; none of the stimuli he had ever faced in his life combined had lasted this long and arduous.
"You said it yourself that it would be a long time." Vinson frowned slightly, looking at Feppos, whose body was covered in uncontrollable tears, and not just tears, but also saliva that he couldn't swallow. His beautiful red eyes were slightly unfocused, making him look extremely sexy.
Vincent gently stroked his face: "You asked for it yourself, remember?"
“I… I need to rest, please, Vison.” Under various stimuli, Faber couldn’t utter a complete sentence. He acted as if he were being manipulated, looking down at him intently, as if he were an extremely important person to him, and even the way he addressed him was the correct answer. He called him by his name softly, as if he were the closest companion in the world.
Vison sighed dramatically, as if taking pity on him and letting him off the hook: "There's really nothing I can do about it."
......
Vison gave Feppos some water and tore off a few strips of nutrient solution for both of them.
Fipos told him that his estrus cycle usually lasts for 5 days, and they probably wouldn't be able to leave the house for those 5 days.
When he first heard the news, he was worried that he would be the first to fail, which would be very embarrassing. He didn't expect that his body had already integrated with the Zerg, which was much better than he imagined. On the contrary, it was Feibosi.
Vincent looked at the female insect lying on the bed in a disheveled state and shook his head.
Fipos had excellent stamina, but he was too sensitive and too... Towards the end, he looked like he was about to dehydrate, his eyes glazed over as he gasped for breath, making it hard to bear to torture him any longer.
Vison lay down beside him, and Feppos, drawn by the scent, moved closer, forgetting that the very person who had just tormented him to the point of wishing for death was this wretched male insect.
Fipos rested his head on his shoulder and wrapped his arms around him, like a deeply affectionate couple.
After staying quiet for a while, she rubbed her head against his neck like a kitten.
Vison felt a pang of sympathy as he looked at the seemingly invincible general: "Are you feeling unwell?"
“No, it’s very comfortable,” Fipos sighed.
I've never felt so comfortable before, just like the feeling in the cave back then.
He could clearly feel his shattered mental sea being repaired, and even the abdominal pain that had bothered him for so long disappeared. His whole body felt warm, as if he were sleeping in a warm, soft, safe and comfortable nest.
The atmosphere became ambiguous yet warm.
Vinson closed his eyes to rest, and after a while, he suddenly said, "Let's separate after we get off the spaceship, and don't pretend we know each other if we meet again."
The voice, as clear as jade, was as pleasant as usual, but now it sounded like icy glacial spring water, clear yet cold.
Upon hearing this, Feppus immediately stopped, as if the entire insect had been frozen in time.
“I will provide you with pheromones, and I will also make you feel comfortable. During this time, do not let the clinic extract my pheromones. After we disembark, you will continue to be your admiral, and I will also follow what Ilya once told me to do, to learn how to be an ordinary male insect.” Vinson tried to ignore Feppos’s stiffness and continued.
Vison knew it was really unpleasant to talk about how it all felt like a transaction in bed, but he wanted to put his mind at ease and asked Feibos to promise that he would never take his pheromones again, even if that promise was vague and whether it was true depended entirely on Feibos's conscience.
More importantly, hidden deeper in his heart, the reason why he couldn't communicate with him was that he didn't want to go through the same situation again, and he didn't want to be abandoned by Feibos again. He would rather abandon him first.
The warm atmosphere inside vanished instantly, leaving only endless silence.
After a long while, Phipps removed his head from his shoulder and responded with a low, emotionless "Mm."
Upon hearing the response, Vison couldn't help but look up at him, but Feppos turned his face away first, turning his entire insect back.
The orange scent seemed to have a hint of bitterness.
Later, they would still entwine passionately during their heat cycles, but both knew something had changed. Their relationship was now a mixture of indifference and awkwardness, yet also filled with an inexplicable longing and madness during their lovemaking.
In the end, even Vison forgot that he had initially only seduced Fei Poss to avoid being forced into the clinic to have his pheromones extracted, so he had to suppress his shame and use this method to provide him with pheromones.
Surrounded by a warm and humid environment, Vison became infatuated.
After spending seven days together, for once, Vincent honestly thought to himself, "I still really enjoy what I do with him."
Yes, for seven days, they lived in complete darkness, enduring seven days of utter chaos.
The last two days of their mating season had little impact on them, but they both knew that after this, they would go their separate ways and live their own lives. So, due to some emotions that they couldn't even explain themselves, they tacitly refrained from revealing their feelings and instead kissed, caressed, and intertwined like madmen.
It's like wanting to deeply etch the other person into your memory.
Vison recalled his mental journey during those chaotic seven days.
He had just learned that Feibos was going to forcibly extract his pheromones, and he felt dissatisfied and aggrieved towards Feibos.
Then, it turned into fear and resentment.
A note from the author:
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This chapter was locked for a whole day, it was so agonizing. I feel like some of the sentences I revised don't flow very well anymore.
Considering the author is on the verge of collapse, I hope you'll like it more, comment more, and add it to your favorites.
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As a result, I got locked out for another day because of the name change, hahaha.
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