Shen Zhixiao swiped Qiu Sui’s keycard, pulled him inside, shut the door, and cupped his nape for a lip-lock.
Qiu Sui loosely hugged the Alpha’s neck in return, gaze drifting absently over his focused face until a lip-nip snapped him back.
Shen Zhixiao knew “nothing” was a lie from dinner. Irritated already, Qiu Sui’s distraction fueled it.
He pursued fiercely, kissing along Qiu Sui’s jaw, nipping the collarbone under his sweater—like a sulky big dog chomping randomly. But no pain; Qiu Sui let it happen.
Unsatisfied, though. He’d kissed most of Qiu Sui lately—but one spot always sparked fireworks.
Not unwillingness—too intense for Qiu Sui.
But Shen Zhixiao craved it most.
Qiu Sui’s gland.
Useless, vestigial for a Beta—just hypersensitive skin.
Qiu Sui’s jacket shed during the kiss, leaving a thin sweater.
Shen Zhixiao pinned him to the bed, kissing his lateral neck, inching rearward. Endless wet kisses tickled.
Oblivious to peril, Qiu Sui tilted his head, yielding to licks and kisses—until sharp teeth pressed his nape. Electric numbness surged; he yanked Shen Zhixiao’s hair taut.
“I want to kiss here. No biting…” Shen Zhixiao paused, voice low.
Qiu Sui hesitated, recalling no first class tomorrow. Tension eased; he panted, “K-Kiss it then…”
The instant words left, the Alpha latched on, tongue pressing the thin flesh. Sharp sensation jolted through nerves; Qiu Sui arched uncontrollably.
The sweater slid up to Qiu Sui’s chest with his movements, revealing a lean and powerful waist and sharply defined abs. Shen Zhixiao gripped that side of his waist with one hand, his thumb caressing his abdomen in an intimate stroke. He lowered his eyes and earnestly licked and kissed Qiu Sui’s gland, each graze of his sharp fangs over the skin sending uncontrollable shivers through Qiu Sui.
Shen Zhixiao had his first class in the afternoon. After helping Qiu Sui finish, he took a quick shower in Qiu Sui’s dorm, kissed him once, and hurriedly grabbed his books to rush off to class.
Qiu Sui curled up on the bed, his breaths still laced with the lingering tremors of pleasure. He reached back to touch the hot, swollen gland at the nape of his neck. If only I’d let Shen Zhixiao bite down. He might not have felt so frustrated otherwise.
He opened the monitoring app on his phone. Shen Zhixiao was slowly making his way toward the main lecture hall.
Shen Zhixiao had handed over control of the Neck Ring to him, proving his commitment and sincerity. But Qiu Sui realized he hadn’t given Shen Zhixiao the same in return—or maybe he just hadn’t noticed this detail before. It was only after seeing that post today that it hit him.
He and I would never break up.
Qiu Sui thought with some resentment. I really regret not grabbing my phone back in the cafeteria to reply to that post. Next time he sees something like that, I’ll absolutely respond—and not anonymously.
Unfortunately, over the next few days, Qiu Sui didn’t come across any similar posts on any of the Campus Wall forums.
Qiu Sui felt like he and Shen Zhixiao’s luck was taking turns. Last week, he’d been swamped with homework; this week, it was Shen Zhixiao’s turn. He bit into a cherry and watched Shen Zhixiao typing away at his computer, then picked one up to feed him.
Unlike Qiu Sui, Shen Zhixiao never ignored him—even while working, he’d drop everything the moment he sensed him nearby, focusing entirely on him. Not only did he eat the cherry, but he also leaned in for a kiss before getting back to it.
Qiu Sui circled around Shen Zhixiao in a full 360-degree inspection, deciding that from every angle, this Alpha was perfection incarnate.
He’d originally meant to take a photo, but it quickly turned into a video.
Shen Zhixiao noticed and looked up in confusion, one eyebrow slightly raised. He couldn’t help but smile as he asked, “What are you doing?”
“Filming you.” Qiu Sui sent the video to his mom, slowly typing out an introduction to his boyfriend. Considering Shen Zhixiao still had homework to finish, he didn’t tell him the video’s true purpose.
Thinking Qiu Sui was just amusing himself, Shen Zhixiao chuckled softly and kept working, glancing over at him from time to time.
Once the video was sent, Qiu Sui dove into chatting with his mom. He hadn’t figured out how to come out to her about dating Shen Zhixiao before.
But after seeing that post last time, his mindset had shifted. Why overthink the confession? We like each other, and we’ve prepared to be together forever. That’s enough.
Plus, it would give Shen Zhixiao some peace of mind.
Lady Zhuang was an extremely open-minded Omega who didn’t care about the gender of his partner. After watching the video, she sent several excited voice messages before asking about this Alpha’s situation.
Qiu Sui sneaked a glance at Shen Zhixiao, only to meet his gaze head-on.
Maybe it was an Alpha’s sixth sense—Shen Zhixiao bluntly asked if he was doing something bad behind his back.
Qiu Sui didn’t answer, just told him to focus on homework while his fingers flew across the keyboard, continuing to introduce Shen Zhixiao to his mom.
When Shen Zhixiao finally closed his laptop, Qiu Sui was still nestled in the single-seater sofa, chatting away. He didn’t notice the Alpha approaching until Shen Zhixiao peered right over his shoulder at the screen.
Qiu Sui jumped in fright and swatted at him with the phone in hand, a bit annoyed.
Qiu Sui’s recent jiu-jitsu training had built up his strength considerably. The solid slap landed with a sting that was both painful and satisfying. Shen Zhixiao’s breath hitched for a beat as he chased after Qiu Sui’s lips, nipping and tugging at them while mumbling indistinctly, “I saw it…”
“You’re talking bad about me to Auntie.”
Qiu Sui’s tongue tip was pinned and sucked by him. Talking bad? Saying you like playing pitiful is just the truth.
“Auntie must think I’m some hypocritical Alpha who won’t let you be with me…” Shen Zhixiao continued, reaching out to grab Qiu Sui’s waist and lifting him straight off the sofa.
Qiu Sui yelped at the sudden move, his hands quickly wrapping around Shen Zhixiao’s neck as his heart raced. “Put me down!”
Shen Zhixiao effortlessly carried the seventy-plus kilos to the double sofa and trapped him in his arms, openly demanding that he keep chatting with his mom.
Qiu Sui headbutted the side of Shen Zhixiao’s face in retaliation. “If I told Mom you were peeking at my screen right now, that would be talking bad.”
Shen Zhixiao met his eyes obediently, lowering his lashes to play pitiful again.
Qiu Sui couldn’t resist mimicking him by nipping at Shen Zhixiao’s lower lip. Dating really rubs off on you. Now I can’t control the urge to bite him either.
He held his phone and kept chatting with his mom. Zhuang Ni had moved on to tips for dating—after all, they were adults who needed to take responsibility for their actions…
Qiu Sui didn’t finish reading before closing the phone, his face heating up as he tried to shove the head nuzzling behind him away. “No need to look at this…”
But Shen Zhixiao’s head quickly returned, nipping at his earlobe as if genuinely curious. “We haven’t done it inside yet, so how do we do protection?”
Qiu Sui’s mind screamed internally. Where hasn’t it been? That one time, there was no protection at all, and it even went into the Reproductive Cavity…
The thought made him bite his own tongue. Seeing Shen Zhixiao’s earnest expression tinged with eager anticipation, he pursed his lips in embarrassment for a good while before saying, “Don’t even think about it.”
“…”
The Alpha’s expression drooped instantly. He buried his face in Qiu Sui’s shoulder and murmured lowly, “It’s fine. I’ll tough out next week’s Susceptible Period on my own, like before…”
Qiu Sui wanted to bite him even more at that, but then it belatedly hit him—Shen Zhixiao’s Susceptible Period was next week, right on… Saturday.
Remembering how Shen Zhixiao’s Susceptible Period had worsened, extending both symptoms and duration, the hand on his shoulder loosened. He poked Shen Zhixiao’s cheek and said slowly, “I can only be with you on the weekend. I have classes on weekdays…”
The man who’d been downcast looked up at him in an instant, clearly delighted, but soon shook his head dejectedly. “Forget it. The first two days of my Susceptible Period are really bad. I’d end up hurting you…”
“I’ll just give you Suppressant shots,” Qiu Sui boldly declared.
Shen Zhixiao paused, then explained patiently, “Baby, when a Susceptible Period gets that severe, aside from a Lifelong Mark, isolation is the only option. Suppressants lose effectiveness then—they only last about ten minutes after building up antibodies. If you kept injecting over two days…”
Your Alpha boyfriend might turn into a pincushion.
Qiu Sui: “…”
No wonder he’d jabbed Shen Zhixiao with several shots last time, only for him to relapse. They really had no choice but to lock him up and let him ride it out…
But was that way too cruel and painful?
Qiu Sui thought of the other option—a Lifelong Mark—and figured toughing it out was bearable…
A Lifelong Mark during Susceptible Period would bind the Alpha’s future cycles to the Omega, stabilizing them only with that Omega’s Pheromones. But Qiu Sui was a Beta. Shen Zhixiao’s mark on him had shoved in a strand of Pheromones and fluids with zero effect otherwise.
Alphas could use Lifelong Marks to claim sovereignty over Omegas, but Shen Zhixiao doing it to him was pointless. Well, not entirely—if they tried hard enough, even a Beta might get pregnant.
With that in mind, Qiu Sui started to waver on dissuading him.
