Captured By The Cold Detective (BL)-Chapter 32: I Need To Know

He Juan stared at him with his mouth agape, unable to return to his senses for a while.

Goodness, He Juan really could not fathom it. Just when he thought that he was beginning to understand what kind of person Mu Yuze was, the omega went and dropped such a huge surprise on his face. Sometimes, Mu Yuze would be so bashful with simple things, yet at a time like this, he would always throw a straight ball without any reservation. These two distinct sides were akin to two sides of the same coin, always catching He Juan off guard.

Exactly how could someone be so contradictory yet beautiful at the same time? Surely, Mu Yuze was an unique existence who could not be replaced by anything in this world.

"Xiao Ze..." He Juan’s voice was raspy. He cleared his throat and after a second of contemplation, gently took hold of Mu Yuze’s hand and brought it to his lips, pressing a pious kiss on the back of it. He raised his eyelids to find Mu Yuze staring at him with his eyes widened in surprise, and He Juan could not help but smile. "Xiao Ze, you still have not given me an answer. Will you allow me to officially court you from now on?"

Mu Yuze’s lips parted and his answer came in the form of a barest whisper, so soft that it caressed the shell of He Juan’s ears akin to a wistful sigh. "...Yes."

He Juan had foreseen the answer. After all, Mu Yuze had not bothered to hide his attraction toward him. Nonetheless, as He Juan received the green signal, he couldn’t resist the happiness swelling in his chest, bringing him flying to Ninth Heaven. His smile became incomparably soft and his eyes melted with such tender affection that whoever saw it would be moved.

"Thank you." He clasped Mu Yuze’s hand tighter as an overwhelming emotion seized him, constricting his throat. "Thank you for giving me this opportunity, Xiao Ze. I will definitely treat you right. I will cherish and treasure you... until the end of my life."

He Juan had lived seven years of his life in desolation, like a drifting ghost who was lost amidst the crowd of living people; a seed of dandelion without a fixed place to land. Even though he had never shown it on the outside, only he knew that deep down, he was immensely lonely. When he woke up at night, his chest felt like caving in and an unprecedented sense of loss flooded his chest. He had lost too much, he knew, but he had no idea how to get them back. It was not until now that he could sense something tying him back to the ground, stabilizing him and giving him the security he had no idea he needed.

Right, being with Mu Yuze... it was like coming home; like he could finally be whole again.

Mu Yuze’s pupils shook at his honest declaration. It might be the trick of light but a split second before he averted his gaze away, He Juan seemed to see a layer of mist forming on the corner of his eyes. He looked like he was going to burst out into tears at any second.

He Juan paused. Had he said something wrong? "...Xiao Ze?"

Mu Yuze’s throat bobbed and he shook his head. It took him a while to find his voice again and what he said next shocked He Juan right to the core. "...Kiss me."

He Juan blinked and seriously thought that he must have heard wrong. Did he just say...

Mu Yuze raised his eyes and fixed him an incomprehensible look. His voice came out strained, almost desperate, filled with urgency He Juan could not perceive. "Kiss me again, gege, like... like you did earlier. I need to know that you’re real. I need to know that you’re not something out of my imagination. I need to—"

All of He Juan’s reason and inhibition seemed to fly out of the window in face of the omega’s desperate look. Before he knew it, he had clasped the back of Mu Yuze’s head again and pulled him in.

A sweet gasp escaped Mu Yuze’s lips at the second electrifying contact between their lips which He Juan responded with his own delighted hum, sounded so deep and husky that he almost couldn’t recognize it.

He Juan tilted his head and covered Mu Yuze’s lips entirely. And then he stretched out his tongue to give him a teasing lick. When the omega gasped in surprise, He Juan swiftly slid his tongue in between the seam of Mu Yuze’s lips, pressing in and forcing him to open wider.

This time, there was none of the caution and tenderness from before. It was bruising, almost suffocating in its intensity.

This time, He Juan did not hold himself back.

A growl rumbled deep from He Juan’s chest at the first taste of the inside of Mu Yuze’s alluring mouth. It was sweet... sweeter than anything He Juan had ever tasted before. If previously He Juan had thought that nothing could ever rival the sweetness of Mu Yuze’s lips, then it was because he hadn’t savored Mu Yuze’s divine saliva. With another pained groan, he couldn’t help but press deeper as he explored the depth of Mu Yuze’s warm mouth, ravaging every inch of it.

Mu Yuze opened up so beautifully under his cajole, like a shy exotic flower that none had ever sought before. At first, he was shy and timid, helplessly allowing He Juan to plunder his mouth and suck on his tongue. However, he soon learned the ropes and reciprocated every stroke and hook of He Juan’s tongue. It did not take long for their tongues to be entangled with each other, dancing and teasing each other. He Juan was nimble and teasing, whereas Mu Yuze was passionate and demanding. It was addictive, maddening and infuriating.

How did he live his life before meeting this omega again? He Juan could no longer remember.

A distant voice inside his mind told him that he was doomed, that he had irrevocably, fiercely, unrelentingly fallen in love with this omega. This was no longer merely the attraction of flesh, but something deep... even deeper than that. He could feel it deep in his soul.

He Juan licked, nipped and slurped, taking in whatever Mu Yuze gave him like a ravenous beast whose appetite was insatiable. And that’s what he was, wasn’t it? He Juan, who had lost control of his inhibition, was no different than a beast.

A strand of his pheromones oozed out, rosewood and whiskey, caressing and stroking Mu Yuze’s body, turning the omega weak and panting all over. But it was not enough. He Juan wanted more and more. He pulled Mu Yuze’s limp arms toward his neck. No words needed to be said as Mu Yuze wrapped his arms around him, fingers grabbing the root of his braid, his slender body was quivering helplessly under the onslaught of He Juan’s merciless kisses.

He Juan’s hand that was clasping the back of Mu Yuze’s head slid down to grab his nape, pressing down on his mating gland for selfish reasons. He would not use his teeth... not yet. However, this claiming gesture was more than enough to drive Mu Yuze crazy.

"Ge... gege..." a moan involuntarily slipped out of his lips and his entire body turned soft and pliant in He Juan’s arms, almost leaning all of his weight on him. The alluring scent of an aroused and content omega heated up the air, sending He Juan further into delirium.

He did not want to stop kissing and holding Mu Yuze. If it wasn’t because of the console box between them, He Juan would have hauled Mu Yuze into his lap until there was no space between them, until he could feel the omega’s warmth on every inch of his body.

He wanted them to be inseparable, to be entwined and molded into one. Never again would there be anything to separate them...