But that thought only flickered through Qiu Sui’s mind for an instant.
Compared to the online horror stories of Alphas losing control during their Susceptible Period and sending their partners to the hospital half-dead, Shen Zhixiao’s Susceptible Periods were actually pretty… obedient.
Qiu Sui recalled the memory of the first time he’d stumbled upon Shen Zhixiao in the midst of one, his mind heating up a bit.
A kiss could calm him down enough for three or four Suppressant jabs, and only the first night had been a little hard to handle… but he could accept that.
I have nothing to worry about, Qiu Sui thought, gazing at the Alpha’s docile face. He tilted his head slightly, their noses brushing, his breath feather-light against Shen Zhixiao’s cheek as he spoke. “It’s fine. If you lose control too badly, I’ll fight back. If I end up hurting you, don’t blame me once you snap out of it.”
Qiu Sui had told Shen Zhixiao he was a black belt in Brazilian jiu-jitsu—more than enough to handle a grown Alpha with no martial arts background.
Shen Zhixiao’s pitiful brow twitched with a hint of delight at his words, the corner of his lips curving up. He mimicked Qiu Sui’s soft whisper. “Okay.”
They nuzzled intimately on the double sofa for a while before Qiu Sui belatedly remembered his mom’s message. He pulled out his phone and saw Lady Zhuang was still forwarding him AB Romance explainers and various public account push articles.
In that time, she’d relayed the news to his dad too.
Suddenly, several voice messages popped up from his dad on WeChat. He was open-minded about it, though his tone was more serious than Zhuang Ni’s, stressing a ton of precautions.
Qiu Sui planned to have Shen Zhixiao show his face during their next video call with his parents, so they could meet face-to-face and put everyone at ease.
Having earned his place in front of Qiu Sui’s parents, Shen Zhixiao couldn’t hold back his joy any longer. His brows lifted as he flipped them over, pinning Qiu Sui beneath him, his voice laced with thrilled excitement.
“I want to tell my family about us too, even if they might not care.” Shen Zhixiao cradled his cheeks, tiny lights sparkling in his eyes as he blissfully plotted their future. “After that, can we think about meeting parents? Once we’ve done that, we can head to the Civil Affairs Bureau and get married, baby.”
Qiu Sui listened, stunned for half a second before blurting, “Isn’t that a bit too fast?”
This counts as a shotgun marriage, right?
Shen Zhixiao propped himself above, chuckling low as he kissed Qiu Sui’s forehead, his voice gentle. “Not fast at all. I wish we could go get our certificate tomorrow. I’ve been waiting so long.”
Inappropriately, Qiu Sui flashed back to when Shen Zhixiao had shown up at his door vowing to take responsibility and dragging him to the Civil Affairs Bureau to register…
By that logic, he’s been waiting longer than me. I’m only just thinking about marriage now. “W-Well, we’ll see. Your family doesn’t know how they’ll react yet…”
“They’ll agree for sure.” Shen Zhixiao said with certainty, feeling like he couldn’t wait another moment. He pressed their foreheads together, negotiating. “How about I visit Uncle and Aunt over winter break? My dad’s usually in the country, and Mom will be back after New Year’s. We can pick any day.”
Qiu Sui hadn’t expected that the moment he came out to his parents about Shen Zhixiao, the guy was already planning the next steps. He tugged lightly at Shen Zhixiao’s pajama buttons, finding his impatience kind of cute. Smiling, he said, “Alright, let’s tentatively go with that…”
The Alpha lit up with joy, cradling Qiu Sui’s head and smothering him in fierce kisses.
Qiu Sui was kissed dizzy, not even registering when his pants were tugged open.
He jolted in shock, panic flashing across his face as he braced against the sofa and grabbed Shen Zhixiao’s hair—but it was already too late.
His firm, powerful legs tried to clamp shut on instinct, but Shen Zhixiao wedged them apart.
It wasn’t that he hated it; he was just shocked Shen Zhixiao would do this.
But Qiu Sui had to admit the pleasure—both physical and psychological—was way more intense than using hands, which was why over the next few days when Shen Zhixiao wanted to do it this way, his resolve crumbled every time. He’d half-heartedly tug at the Alpha’s hair and let it happen.
When Qiu Sui tried to return the favor, though, Shen Zhixiao refused.
It wasn’t that he didn’t react; his Susceptible Period was approaching, and this could hype him up too much, triggering Pheromone Disorder.
To avoid kicking it off early, Shen Zhixiao gritted his teeth and refused every time, settling for holding Qiu Sui’s hand instead.
Days dragged on until finally Friday arrived. Excitement and desire leaked from the Alpha’s brows, his pitch-black eyes locked hungrily on Qiu Sui, gaze roving repeatedly over his exposed cheeks and neck.
Every one of Qiu Sui’s movements loomed large and slow in front of him, like hooks reeling in all his attention.
Qiu Sui lost count of how many times he’d spoken to Shen Zhixiao that day with no response, just that unwavering stare. Worried he might be slipping into Susceptible Period early, he kept checking the app for Shen Zhixiao’s Pheromone levels.
They hadn’t peaked yet, but the steadily climbing numbers hinted at the trend. Before evening class, uneasy, he pressed Shen Zhixiao’s shoulders. “Maybe you should head back to the apartment first. I’ll cab it over after class.”
Shen Zhixiao fixated on his moving lips for several seconds, unresponsive. Just as Qiu Sui geared up to repeat himself, the Alpha dipped his head and nipped his lower lip. His eyes were dark abysses meeting Qiu Sui’s, raw desire written naked across his face.
Qiu Sui’s spine prickled at the look, itching to check the app again—but those eyes softened, drooping as he gave a gentle kiss before reluctantly pulling away. “Let’s go back to the apartment together.”
His voice came out hoarse, rejecting Qiu Sui’s earlier suggestion.
Qiu Sui nervously licked his lips, murmuring, “You sure you’re okay right now?”
What if it hits in the middle of class?
Shen Zhixiao felt the Pheromones rampaging inside him but shook his head calmly.
Qiu Sui hesitated, then agreed to let him tag along to class.
Shen Zhixiao sat beside him, head tilted shamelessly, staring fixedly. Qiu Sui flushed under the scrutiny and shoved his tablet in front of the Alpha. “Help me farm some Gold Beans.”
With a task assigned, the staring eased up a bit.
They endured the class without swinging by the dorm, heading straight from the teaching building to the car and back to the apartment.
On the way, Qiu Sui watched Shen Zhixiao’s Pheromone levels spiking on the app, heart pounding. By the time they reached the apartment door, the data flashed red, followed by an alert: Susceptible Period onset detected.
Qiu Sui’s grip tightened on his phone. He glanced at the Alpha ahead of him—calmly unlocking the door, no sign of anything off, face pale without that telltale flush.
Click.
In that instant, Shen Zhixiao swung the door open and stood aside docilely, waiting for him to enter.
Qiu Sui nervously tugged his backpack strap, scrutinizing Shen Zhixiao’s expression as he stepped inside. “I saw the app say you might be entering Susceptible—mmph!”
Before he finished, a strong arm snaked around his waist.
Immense force hoisted him off the ground and slammed him against the wall. Qiu Sui barely registered it before the Alpha’s lips crashed onto his in a fierce, dominating kiss, muffling his startled yelp.
His single-strap backpack slipped from his shoulder, dangling loosely on his bent elbow. He clutched Shen Zhixiao’s shirt tight, enduring the ravenous kiss.
Pheromones flooded the room invisibly. Amid the heat, Qiu Sui felt Shen Zhixiao’s temperature rising—he knew it was real now. His nerves stretched taut.
In Susceptible Period, Shen Zhixiao kissed even more urgently than usual, tongue plunging fast and fierce into Qiu Sui’s mouth, lips battering his in a frantic rhythm.
The sensation tricked Qiu Sui’s body into heating up too, head fuzzy as he tilted back to escape—but Shen Zhixiao chased, nipping his lip with sharp teeth, grinding slowly. “Baby… give it to me,” he mumbled thickly.
Feeling the hand on his waist slide lower, Qiu Sui arched his back involuntarily. The next second, power surged through his thighs; his heart skipped, feet leaving the ground, vision blurring.
He flung his arms around Shen Zhixiao’s neck in panic; the backpack thudded to the floor.
One hand clamped Qiu Sui’s neck, the other his thigh—Shen Zhixiao strode toward the master bedroom.
Qiu Sui’s chin rested on his shoulder, tailbone tingling at the ragged breaths.
I’d prepared myself mentally, but now… He watched Shen Zhixiao yank at his belt, shrinking back a little. Nervously, “M-Maybe… hit a Suppressant first?”
The Alpha paused mid-yank, reddening eyes locking onto Qiu Sui’s hesitant gaze. The next second, he fluidly ripped the belt free.
Fuck.
Qiu Sui’s eyes stuttered ahead, jerking up like scalded. Meeting Shen Zhixiao’s blatant lust, he scrambled up propping on the bed—but a firm grip on his ankle yanked him to the edge, thighs smacking straight into the Alpha’s upright knee.
In that blink, Shen Zhixiao had shed his hoodie and undershirt, revealing a solid, powerful torso heaving with labored breaths. Qiu Sui blanked for half a beat, then his sweater and hoodie were seized at the hem and stripped off in one go, upper body suddenly chilled.
“W-Wait, go jab a Suppressant first…!” The Alpha in just shorts knelt on the bed, silencing him with his mouth. The frenzied kiss tangled Qiu Sui’s tongue, drowning any coherent protest.
Clinging tight, Qiu Sui shuddered face-up, fingers tightening in Shen Zhixiao’s hair as fire lit his own body.
Forget it. Suppressants don’t even work long-term anyway. Just go with it…
Qiu Sui felt Shen Zhixiao’s palm trail down his spine, clumsily returning the kiss in his mind.
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