Captured By The Cold Detective (BL)-Chapter 71: Collar

He started by discarding his bomber jacket and tossed it to the back seat. And then grabbing the hem of his shirt, he smoothly slipped it off his body and tossed it aside as well. In a blink of an eye, the omega’s pale and toned chest appeared in front of He Juan’s eyes.

He Juan simply did not expect this kind of development. There was so... so much skin... Oh God, Mu Yuze’s body was so beautiful, perfect, gorgeous. It was simply God’s best creation. He Juan felt heat rising on his body as he ran his gaze over the gentle curve of the omega’s collarbone, his pink nipples that had grown slightly taut due to the chilly air, as well as his flat belly where his womb lay...

He Juan was so bedazzled by the glorious sight in front of him that he could not breathe and he also forgot to swallow the saliva in his mouth, almost causing it to dribble out of his lips right there and then. Oh dear God in Heaven...! He Juan hastily covered his eyes and cried out hoarsely, "X–Xiao Ze...!"

"Hmm?" Mu Yuze asked, seemingly distracted.

He could not see anything at the moment but, judging from the familiar clink of belt being unbuckled as well as the crisp sound of zipper being pulled down, he was sure that Mu Yuze had started to take off his trousers! The dark amplified each sound in He Juan’s ears until he could practically imagine each scene inside his head...

Screwing his eyes shut, He Juan tilted his head up and pinched the bridge of his nose to prevent himself from getting a nosebleed. He could not believe it. He had not even properly courted the omega yet and all of a sudden, they were going to jump into the nude part?!

"Good," Mu Yuze’s voice drifted into his flustered mind like a light breeze. "Keep your eyes shut. Ten seconds."

He Juan subconsciously counted inside his mind. Ten... Nine...

There was a rustle and the omega’s warmth approached. He Juan almost jumped out of his skin when Mu Yuze lightly brushed against his arm. W–What did he want to do?! Oh God, he... he must not be wearing anything now, right? If He Juan opened his eyes... then wouldn’t he be able to see Mu Yuze in all his naked glory?!

Eight...

He Juan felt the visceral need to slam his head against the window so he could stop getting his mind into the gutter. Mu Yuze told you to keep your eyes shut so you’re going to do exactly that, period!! 𝑓𝘳𝘦𝑒𝑤𝑒𝘣𝘯ℴ𝘷𝘦𝓁.𝑐𝑜𝑚

Seven...

He Juan was going insane thinking about what Mu Yuze was going to do next. Yet as it turned out, Mu Yuze was only leaning his body to the back seat to rummage through something. He Juan heard the sound of a plastic bag followed by the rustle of clothing.

Oh. Oh! He Juan finally pulled the memory out of his klutzy brain. Mu Yuze had said that he was going to change in the car later. So that’s why he told He Juan to keep his eyes shut! He Juan felt relieved knowing that Mu Yuze was only gearing himself up to the mission, but at the same time, he was also slightly disappointed that Mu Yuze did not— stop!

He Juan shook his head and decisively forced himself not to go down that line of thought. Where was he again? Oh, that’s right—

Five... Four... Three...

The sound of fabric slipping through skin was maddeningly distracting. He Juan could picture it in his mind; Mu Yuze scrambled to put on his clothes one by one amidst the cramped space. Had he peeked at He Juan once in a while to confirm that his eyes were indeed shut? Did his earlobes turn red when he was changing into the new outfit? Come to think of it, He Juan still had no idea what kind of costume Mu Yuze had chosen.

Two...

The knowledge he had on BDSM was strictly limited to the porn he had caught a glimpse of in Jia Molei’s computer. It had been months and he only recalled how someone had cried so pitifully that their face was all red and blotchy. But before he could watch any longer, Jia Molei discovered him and almost exploded in sheer rage and mortification. Since then, they decided to forget this little incident ever existed.

In hindsight, He Juan had worn a formal suit so Mu Yuze’s outfit must have been a formal one too... right?

One...

Ten seconds had passed.

Silence stretched out indefinitely between them. Because Mu Yuze did not speak, He Juan did not dare to open his eyes either. What was going on? Why didn’t he say anything? Clearing his throat, He Juan called out tentatively, "Xiao Ze... are you done?"

Mu Yuze hummed softly.

He Juan’s heart started to race in anticipation. "Then, can I open my eyes?"

Mu Yuze placed something cold, velvety and hard into He Juan’s palms at the same time as he said, "You can."

He Juan’s eyelids slowly fluttered open and the sight in front of him nearly sent him into a cardiac arrest.

Oh God, he had really been too naïve...

Mu Yuze did not wear anything formal. Not at all. Instead, he had donned a black drapery shirt with the fabric so... so sheer that practically nothing beneath could be hidden. He Juan could even see his pink nipples making two points on his chest due to how thin the fabric was.

He Juan’s mind went blank and the first thought that came to his mind was, ’It would be so easy to rip it apart...’

If he had exerted just a little more strength when he grabbed Mu Yuze’s waist, then... it was really not impossible for He Juan to tear it by accident. He Juan lowered his gaze and his eyes were almost blinded from the amount of skin Mu Yuze’s legs were showing. At first, He Juan almost thought that he did not wear anything. Only after a closer scrutiny did he discover that Mu Yuze had worn very tight and short leather pants.

It... It was practically underwear!!

He Juan, who had lived an honest and upright life like a monk for the past seven years, was frozen by this showy and sexy clothing. He swallowed audibly and realized that his throat was so dry that it almost caught on fire.

"This... is your costume for the night?" He Juan asked with a raspy voice without taking his gaze off Mu Yuze’s milky thighs. Oh God, he really... really wanted to try burying his face into them...

"Mn." Mu Yuze tugged on his shirt, seemingly uncomfortable as well. He swept He Juan a sideways glance and asked in a quiet voice, "How is it?"

"Perfect," He Juan answered in a heartbeat, his voice slightly breathless. "Xiao Ze, you look... oh God, you’re absolutely gorgeous. Beautiful. Sexy. I... I really want to... Forgive me, I don’t even know what I am saying..." he rubbed his forehead and chuckled in apology. Snap yourself out of it, He Juan! This was a mission, an important mission to find Miss Zhao’s murderer! He could not afford to get distracted!

Mu Yuze pursed his lips and a hint of relief made its way to his frosty look. He gestured at He Juan’s palm, "Your turn."

"Huh...?" He Juan followed his line of sight and his eyes rounded again when he saw what kind of thing he was holding in his hands. The amount of time he had almost gotten a heart attack for the last few minutes today was enough to send him to his early grave. He snapped his eyes to Mu Yuze, flustered beyond reason. "T–This..."

"A collar," Mu Yuze calmly elaborated with crimson earlobes. "You should rub your pheromones on it first before you put it around my neck."

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