Chapter 109
Admiral Koeyle carried He Yue out of the mecha and ran for a long distance. He would occasionally look back, afraid that a suddenly appearing insect would snatch his master away.
In fact, after the mecha entered the base, there was no one behind them.
The door of the room slammed shut with a “bang,” cutting off everything from the outside world.
Of course, this included any insect that might appear in front of Koeyle and snatch He Yue away.
He braced himself against the main door with one hand, trapping He Yue between himself and the door.
The admiral had run a long distance holding He Yue, and he was panting, his forehead resting on He Yue’s shoulder.
His disheveled collar revealed the collar He Yue had given him, and the admiral, out of breath, looked nothing like the calm and composed military officer he should be, but rather pathetic.
“Would you like a drink of water, Admiral?”
He Yue was amused by his reckless behavior. This admiral, wearing a uniform that symbolized the honor of the empire, was acting like a bandit, grabbing him and running.
“Can I have some water?” Koeyle raised his head, his gaze tracing the features of his long-unseen master, finally resting on his lips.
He Yue looked past his shoulder to the cups on the dining table not far away.
Now, this high and mighty admiral had to report to him even for a small matter like drinking water.
He Yue chuckled. “Why not?”
In the next second, Koeyle’s free hand rested on He Yue’s shoulder, his chin slightly raised as he leaned in.
He Yue’s back was against the main door, and there was no room for him to retreat. He was forced to accept this unexpected kiss, his soft lips touching the other’s hotter, more burning lips.
The admiral, wanting to quench his thirst, had been eyeing his master from the beginning.
Just pressing their lips together was not enough to get any water.
Koeyle probed forward, his body completely pressed against his master’s. He probed between his lips, his tongue lightly touching his palate, a ticklish sensation.
The faint sound of water ignited the temperature in the air, and Koeyle, his hand on He Yue’s waist, also felt the temperature of his palm become even hotter.
He Yue didn’t dodge, but leaned forward instead.
The little dog he had personally conditioned, even after being lost for so long, had not changed his fiery love. Their lips and teeth intertwined, their soft, hot tongues weaving together, and the floral scent of the pheromones in the room became even stronger.
When they parted, it wasn’t just their eyes that were filled with love.
“Did the admiral just force a kiss on me?” He Yue chuckled softly.
Koeyle lowered his eyes and replied righteously, “It wasn’t a forced kiss, Master agreed.”
Even He Yue hadn’t immediately thought that this drinking was an exchange of saliva.
“I always think day and night, what should I say and do when I meet my master again… when it really comes to this, I, on the contrary, don’t know when to start.”
So, the admiral could only use a passionate, fiery deep kiss.
“If the admiral is not in a hurry to work, we still have a lot of time.”
“Not in a hurry…” a certain admiral who had already skipped work said, slightly guilty. “Not in a hurry now.”
At least in this Area A, and even the entire southwest sector, the only one who could control Admiral Koeyle, besides his master He Yue, was no one.
Koeyle’s rough-calloused fingers stroked the red corners of He Yue’s eyes, wiping away a single tear.
The thick calluses on his slender eye skin, the slight scraping sensation made He Yue frown slightly.
Where He Yue hadn’t seen, the admiral’s hands had more calluses from hardships he hadn’t participated in. Perhaps he had been born and died, perhaps he had stayed up all night…
His epaulettes symbolized the honor of the empire, and were also stained with Koeyle’s own blood. He always needed to explore dangerous places that no insect dared to go, and only through life and death could he get such epaulettes.
He Yue held the hand that was constantly stroking his eye corner, his fingertips pressing on the thick calluses on the admiral’s fingers.
“It must have been very hard, right?” He Yue asked.
Koeyle glanced at his own fingers, smiled gently, and shook his head.
“It’s not as hard as waiting for you.”
Koeyle held He Yue’s hand in return, and in a moment of daze, he stared at He Yue’s palm.
The countless hardships he had endured on the battlefield, in the intrigue-filled officialdom of the base, were not as tormenting as the long wait.
“But, I was also thinking… I will definitely meet my master again, and at that time, I want to be the best dog in my master’s hands.”
Koeyle’s free hand stroked his other shoulder, taking off the golden epaulette that symbolized the honor of the empire.
Then, he knelt before He Yue on one knee.
“This is the only military female epaulette in the empire, and I am also master’s only dog.”
No matter what was special about the other insects around He Yue, the admiral’s epaulettes were still an irreplaceable thing in the entire insect race.
He was as devout as a believer praying to his god, or perhaps, kneeling on one knee, proposing to his lover.
Submission and love, fused into an inseparable whole, became a part of Admiral Koeyle.
He Yue pinched the cheek of the lowered Koeyle with one hand and took the golden epaulette from his hand.
“Admiral…”
He murmured to himself, his fingers pressing on the sharp edge of the epaulette, a stinging pain.
“Yes, Master.” Koeyle held He Yue’s hand without letting go.
He Yue curled his lips into a gentle smile, his slightly curved eyes, and the red under his eyes from being kissed, made this smile moving and bright.
A long time ago, He Yue and Colonel Koeyle were at odds, and they fought many rounds in the game of conquest and submission.
Now, the end of this game, after a long wait, reached another very beautiful ending.
He Yue looked down at this admiral who was kneeling before him on one knee, and his fingertip touched his lips, pressing with force.
“Does the admiral still want to drink water? Just like… the first time we met.”
“Yes, I want to drink.”
Koeyle lowered his other knee, changing from kneeling on one knee to both knees. He seemed to have completed a major transformation, from a devout lover to an extremely obedient little dog under his master’s hand.
The longing of their reunion evolved into a more intense emotion, and Koeyle bit He Yue’s zipper, even more eagerly than the first time they met.
At that time, he was a clueless fledgling, fighting and struggling with He Yue, until he completely gave his heart.
Now, the long longing had turned into the most intense emotion, and the high and mighty admiral, completely disregarding the pain in his throat, meticulously dealt with everything before him.
The epaulette handed to He Yue was polished to a shine and was gradually warmed by the body heat in his palm.
Compared to his fragile senses being well served, he preferred this golden epaulette, just as he was attracted by the colonel’s epaulette on his shoulder when he first saw Koeyle.
The more high and mighty the insect who gave their heart and dignity, the more interesting it was for He Yue.
The sharp corner of the epaulette pressed against the admiral’s swollen cheek, and He Yue could even feel the hard outline of the epaulette on his own skin.
He Yue casually pressed the epaulette against the admiral’s face, remembering the seductive teasing words of that day:
“Admiral, try a little harder.”
The insect in his hand paused, and the eyes that had been brought to tears by the suffocating sensation smiled with gentle emotion. He ruthlessly compressed the space in his mouth and was pleased to hear his master’s moving cry.
“Koeyle… after so long, you’re still a naughty little dog…”
The admiral had always been an extremely smart and proactive border collie. He would occasionally fight with his master, and he was incredibly clever. If he were to be with other dogs…
He Yue was looking forward to this scene.
He grabbed Koeyle’s hair and pulled it back forcefully in punishment, then suddenly pressed it firmly, forcing the admiral to cry from the suffocating sensation.
This invisible confrontation between the master and the border collie ended in the master’s victory.
“Weren’t you going to drink water? Not a single drop is to be left.” He Yue checked and stroked his lips.
Not a single drop was left, and the well-trained admiral opened his mouth for He Yue to check, his tongue clean.
He wouldn’t cough all over the place like the first time. Even if his throat was burning, he wouldn’t miss a single drop.
He Yue hooked the collar around the admiral’s neck.
“Admiral, is my studio still there?”
Koeyle’s voice was surprisingly dry, and this water had no positive effect at all. “Not a single thing has changed, Master…”
His eyes were shining with sincerity, with only He Yue’s reflection.
“I’ve been… I’ve been waiting for you, Master.”
This lost little dog had been waiting for his master, waiting for He Yue to reappear and take the empty leash in his hand again.
To lead the little dog home again.
Just like in the beginning, leading him to find his true life’s goal.
The furnishings in the studio hadn’t changed much, the floor was spotless, and all the equipment was as clean as new. This studio, which had been unused for a long time, was actually always kept clean and ready to use at any time.
Only the unfinished relief on the wall had a small crack, showing the passage of time.
He Yue, of course, knew that all of this was Admiral Koeyle’s doing.
He leaned against the doorframe and teased with a smile, “So clean, it doesn’t look like it’s been sealed for a long time. Did Admiral Koeyle find a wild master when he was lonely?”
“No!” Admiral Koeyle, who was pleased that his painstaking maintenance was seen by his master, felt like he had been struck by lightning.
He Yue tilted his head and looked at him, his lips pursed in silence.
“How could I find a wild master, I only have you as my master…”
Koeyle held He Yue’s wrist and explained eagerly, “As for the lonely nights, I would just stay in this room and miss you… imitating your handwriting, leaving scars on my body.”
He saw his master’s gaze gradually darken.
“Then in the days when the wounds healed and the bruises faded, I would continue to wait for my master’s return…”
Only this empty studio still had traces of He Yue, and Koeyle could only, in the dead of night, lie on the cold floor of the studio to get a little bit of full satisfaction for the endless wait.
His body had already remembered everything about He Yue, so every night was incredibly difficult to bear.
“You mean… you would inflict wounds on yourself without your master’s permission?” He Yue smiled faintly, his calm voice enough to plunge the major general into an ice cellar.
“Master, I…”
The words were spoken, and any other words were just excuses for Koeyle. He could only kneel silently, submitting at He Yue’s feet.
“I’m sorry…” The major general, who had made a mistake and exposed himself, was extremely guilty.
But when he lowered his head, he still quietly curled his lips.
The wounds given by his master would eventually cover the parts he had inflicted on himself.
