Pain fetish

Chapter 17 "Why Don't You Kiss Me"

When he said this, his whole face was buried in the dimple of Qi Han's shoulder and neck, and his soft arm was wrapped around his neck, a little wet, but more warm, and the feeling of sticking it carefully reminded him of a rain jacket On a snowy night, a small animal that huddles under the quilt and warms its owner with its hairy head.

Chubby Pomeranian or long-haired Samoyed.

"Sorry." Qi Han rehearsed many times in his heart to keep his tone as calm as possible, and tried his best to play the illusion in Fu Ge's eyes.

"Did you wait a long time?"

Little Beta pursed her lips, and gave a soft "hmm", "The other omega were picked up by my partner, and I'm the last one in the isolation room."

He must have thought of the little O who was picked up by his lover after the estrus was over, envious and aggrieved at the same time.

Obviously I performed very well, why did you come to pick me up at the latest?

Qi Han's heart was crumpled into a ball, and for a moment he didn't know how to reply to his childish words.

"I'm on the road... There's a traffic jam, that's why I'm late. I'll be quick next time, and I'll be the first to pick up Xiaoge."

"...Oh, there's a traffic jam, there's no rush." ​​Fu Ge's eyes flashed guilt again, as if he just made trouble for no reason.

Qi Han rubbed his forehead with his chin, and asked: "In heat...is it uncomfortable?"

"Yeah, ummm." Like a child who was finally asked about his pain, he nodded his head several times, his eyes were red: "I'm uncomfortable, I don't feel comfortable anywhere on my body...you can't find it..."

Qi Han was so distressed that he imitated his childish tone: "Did Xiaoge still look for me? Where did you go?"

"I found it, in the quilt, in the tooth cup, in the space between the rolls..." They were all things he had smelled just now, but no matter how hard he sniffed, he couldn't find a trace of alpha.

"May I put some pheromone for my brother to smell?"

Fu Ge jumped out of his arms, his eyes wide open, like a bird squatting in its nest waiting for its mother to feed.

The little bird chirped and asked, "Can you smell it for me?"

It seems subconsciously that this is a very difficult and extravagant thing.

Qi Han rubbed his fluffy bird head, "Yes, it was reserved for you."

Fu Ge was so excited that he didn't know what to do, "Then wait for me!"

He really ran out of bed like a bird, pulled up the quilt that had just been kicked off, and covered the two of them.

The field of vision became dim in an instant. Before Qi Han could react, he saw Fu Ge stretching his neck and lifting the quilt up, revealing a narrow line of light. At the same time, he bent his knees, carefully retracted his hands and feet, and rolled himself into a ball. .

"I'm ready."

Qi Han was puzzled: "What is this for?"

Fu Ge said embarrassingly: "The doctor said that betas generally can't smell the pheromones of their partners. I'm in a ball, maybe the smell is stronger and I can smell it."

Qi Han closed his eyes deeply, and wanted to raise his hand to touch his head, but finally put it down stiffly, and slowly released some soothing pheromones.

The light white eustoma flower fragrance is long and intoxicating, which is released from the glands one by one, wrapping the little beta gently with the warm panting in the quilt.

Like being on a lawn full of bell-shaped petals, when the wind blows, the little bells sway and gently caress the body.

Fu Ge couldn't smell the pheromone, but he could feel a gentle force enveloping him like water.

He closed his eyes unconsciously, and tried to move the tip of his nose to smell. When he inhaled, he would poke his head forward, and when he exhaled, he retracted. He took small sips and cherished the smell, like a kitten licking milk.

Little Beta was intoxicated by it, and the more he smelled it, the longer his neck stretched out, and then he leaned forward and jumped forward, and was caught by Qi Han before he sat still.

He blushed and hung his head like a small mushroom. Qi Han asked him, "Does it smell good?"

"Hmm, it's very comfortable, like drinking hot cocoa on a snowy day."

Qi Han squeezed his cheeks and hugged him into his arms, "Then smell it for a while."

"No, I don't want it anymore." Fu Ge put on a stern face and said seriously: "Releasing pheromone is very tiring, I just want a little."

Qi Han's heart was about to turn into water, and he didn't know how to hurt him, "I'm not tired, I'm stronger, it's fine if I leave it all night."

Fu Ge opened his eyes wide in disbelief, shaking his little nose and asked, "Really?"

Qi Han nodded, to be honest, but Fu Ge flattened his mouth in disappointment, and muttered in a very low voice: "But we only hear pheromones..."

Qi Han didn't hear clearly, "What?"

Fu Ge pursed his lips, picked his fingers twice, and then grabbed the corner of his clothes and rubbed over, quietly shortening the distance between the two.

The little bird put its furry head on the owner's lap, and asked cautiously, "Am I not very good..."

"How come, you are very obedient." Tears rolled down the end of his eyes, Qi Han turned his head and blinked, "Xiao Ge is the most obedient, the most obedient bird."

Beta, who was in heat, seemed to like this metaphor very much, he rubbed Qi Han's knee in embarrassment with his warm face, "Then why don't you kiss me?"

Even if the head is not sober, I know that when I am in heat, I want to do more intimate things.

Qi Han opened his mouth blankly, not knowing how to answer, and even stammered, "I, I dare not, I am afraid that my brother will be angry with me when he wakes up."

"Why am I angry with you? I like you so much." He almost blurted out the words, so sincere that he didn't need to think at all.

Qi Han became more and more ashamed, he lifted the quilt, put his arms around Fu Ge's waist and pressed down on the bed little by little, his movements were as gentle as rubbing a fragile dried flower.

"Then I'll be gentle, my brother will forget about these when he wakes up, okay?"

Fu Ge was already confused and couldn't hear his words clearly, so he couldn't help but nodded, impatiently unbuttoning his clothes, his fingers were trembling in anticipation.

When the first kiss fell, both of them couldn't help but feel ups and downs.

The crisp and numb current flowed from Qi Han's lips to Fu Ge's cheeks, behind the ears, the tip of the nose, and finally the mouth.

Alpha is like when he was 17 years old when he kissed for the first time. First, he rubbed his lips with his lips, and then slowly pushed into the gap between his lips. When Fu Ge opened his mouth obediently, his tongue immediately drove straight in, rubbing every inch of soft flesh inside, and then withdrew. Come and bite your lips.

The small sound of water blasting in his ears, Fu Ge hummed impatiently, his lips were suddenly caught and sucked vigorously, and he kicked his legs impatiently.

"Well--"

Qi Han immediately let go of him, closed his eyes to ease the throbbing, "What's wrong? I hurt? Where is it uncomfortable? It's okay, if you feel uncomfortable, don't kiss."

Fu Ge suddenly turned around sullenly, blinked his tearful eyes a few seconds later, and said aggrievedly: "I kicked my toe on the bed, it hurts..."

Qi Han smiled, put his feet in his arms and rubbed them, then kissed Fu Ge's face from the side, his warm lips moved along the skin behind the ears to his neck, and he slowly pulled the pajamas down his shoulders.

Little Beta twitched sensitively again, wanting to hum, but held back, fearing that the reaction would be too big to kiss.

Qi Han coaxed him, "Don't be afraid, I'll kiss my shoulder, you like this."

The neck and shoulders are Fu Ge's sensitive spots. He used to like to be touched these places the most. If Qi Han caught off guard and bit his skin and injected a little pheromone, Little Beta would immediately scream out trembling.

The most beautiful first love, even the body's reaction is innocent.

He straightened Fu Ge with a kiss, his lips moved down little by little, carefully taking care of every place that would make him comfortable, and when he reached his chest, he recalled those nasty tricks too long ago to tease him, "Hard, Panic."

Fu Ge opened his wet eyes and glanced at the place full of water. He didn't dare to speak but couldn't help defending himself, "Why did it happen? It's obviously a ball...you made it too ..."

Qi Han was a little forgetful, hugged him into his arms, and gently rubbed him from behind.

The fiery kiss fell on the back of the neck and left shoulder. Fu Ge's arms holding him trembled, but he didn't dare to resist. He moaned and cried, panting, raised his neck and searched for his lips again.

Qi Han couldn't bear it any longer, and there was no scruple in his mouth, "Who made this for you, Mr. Xiong is still me, my brother likes Mr. Xiong so much, can I share some love with—"

The words came to an abrupt end in Fu Ge's clear eyes, and Little Beta looked at him with a wooden face, "Why do you know Mr. Xiong, I never said it."

There was a violent roar in his head, almost like an explosion, and Qi Han felt as if he had fallen into an ice cave.

He froze and didn't dare to move, watching Fu Ge stretch out his hand to touch his face.

Half a second later, he said coldly, "You are not an illusion."

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