Chapter 45: Telegraph [Koeyle, 83%]
“Sir, you really need to go to the base hospital for your severed limb.”
Koeyle clutched the broken metal chain, his hand tightly gripping He Yue’s, his forehead resting on his shoulder, refusing to let go.
The medic from the base hospital persisted, earnestly trying to persuade him. “It’s very difficult for a severed limb to recover, as you know, it requires constant mental power monitoring. Of course, it would be best if your Master also…”
Koeyle glared at the female insect. His bloodshot, clouded eye was incredibly intimidating, instantly silencing her.
He Yue, thinking he was refusing his pheromone comfort, asked, “Still worried about my pheromones?”
Koeyle, his forehead still against He Yue’s shoulder, shook his head with difficulty.
“A little dog should accept everything about its Master…” Koeyle’s voice was weak, his body almost collapsing. “But, Master… will definitely be scared by me…”
“I’m not that fragile,” He Yue patted his head. “Go, be obedient.”
Koeyle was reluctantly pulled away from He Yue’s embrace by several female insects and immediately fell unconscious, unresponsive to their calls. He had pushed his exhausted body to its limit, just to see He Yue the moment he emerged from the nuclear hole.
(System, check the conquest target’s physical condition.)
The system was about to repeat its usual [The conquest target’s mental state is normal] when it realized He Yue had asked about his “physical condition.” It paused, then said, [If his mental state is normal, he won’t die. But it’s still recommended… that the host not look.]
(Why?)
[Is the host afraid of real insects?]
(……?)
He Yue changed into clean clothes and went to the base hospital anyway. The system’s words had piqued his curiosity; he wanted to see how this race could regenerate severed limbs.
Inside the observation room of the base hospital, Koeyle was dressed in clean clothes, growth serum applied to the severed limb, an IV drip attached to his remaining hand. He was breathing heavily, his ragged breaths unusual. The cleaned wound was wrapped in clean bandages, but blood quickly seeped through.
Outside the observation room’s glass window, several female insects in white coats were recording the fluctuating data on the screen. They saw He Yue enter and checked the files in their hands.
“Excuse me, are you Colonel Koeyle’s Master?”
A female insect looked at the file, her finger stopping at the “Bonded Male Insect” section. It clearly stated, “Accompanying Male Insect.”
The entire base knew that Colonel Koeyle’s accompanying male insect was a mysterious figure. No one had ever seen him since the colonel’s enlistment, not even during the colonel’s most critical moments.
Yet, this legendary male insect had somehow managed to pull Koeyle back from the brink of insectoidization every time, and even cultivated a severe aversion in him to all male insect pheromones except his own, preventing him from being controlled by the high-ranking male insects with strong soothing pheromones at the base.
The female insects looked at this legendary male insect, his appearance and aura unique, with admiration and envy.
One whispered, “The colonel is so lucky…” He Yue heard it clearly but didn’t react, only smiling faintly.
Indeed, they had finally seen the legendary male insect, spoken of in hushed tones by the base’s military females, a mythical figure. He not only possessed incredible soothing abilities, but he was also beautiful and gentle.
“Are you going in?” the lead female insect asked. “Only you are allowed inside. The switch for the observation window blinds is on the left as you enter.”
He Yue frowned. “Why would you cover the observation window?”
The female insect blushed.
“Well… well, if you find the enclosed space uncomfortable, we, we can leave.”
He Yue was puzzled.
(System?)
[Cough… A male insect’s soothing pheromones will force a female insect into a state of arousal, so the way to help a female insect recover from a severed limb faster is… sex…]
(……?)
The awkwardness and shyness of the female insects outside the observation room made sense now.
(What if we don’t do it?)
[Female insects with low mental control will explode and die.]
He Yue looked through the glass and saw the usually tall and imposing colonel now huddled in a corner, covered in wounds, clutching a smooth, dark tail.
(What were your intentions when you suggested I use soothing pheromones earlier?)
The system was sweating bullets, its mechanical voice trembling slightly. [Because… everyone…] It didn’t continue, but the implication was that all its previous hosts had used this method.
He Yue understood, but only shook his head and chuckled softly, turning the doorknob and entering the observation room.
The reason he didn’t just grab anyone and fuck them was, of course, because in his mind, little dogs and bed partners were two completely different concepts…
(I’m not “everyone.” Without proper training, how can an after-sales service satisfy its Master?)
The door closed heavily, and the female insects outside the observation window had disappeared. But He Yue didn’t like the feeling of being connected to the outside world, so he reached out and pressed the switch for the blinds.
After the whirring of the motorized blinds, the observation room fell silent. Thick soundproofing material lined the walls, ensuring complete privacy, even gunfire wouldn’t be heard from outside.
In such a quiet room, any sound would be amplified. The bright white light from the ceiling illuminated every corner of the observation room.
“Master…?” Koeyle, smelling the familiar scent, looked up, his eyes filled with disbelief as he saw the male insect before him.
He Yue finally understood what the system meant by asking if he was afraid of real insects.
Koeyle, in the midst of regenerating his body, was in a half-insectoid state. His dark tail was covered in sticky insect fluid, his milky white antennae twitched softly, and his single golden eye was now slit-shaped…
He Yue couldn’t identify any insect with these characteristics; it looked like a patchwork of different animals.
Truly an alien insect…
“Master…”
Koeyle called out cautiously.
He still retained some consciousness, and the half-insectoid state during regeneration gave him enhanced insect senses.
Like a heightened sense of smell.
The moment He Yue entered the room, the familiar scent both calmed and aroused him. He tried to block it out as usual, tensing all his nerves, resisting the instinctive craving for male insect pheromones that came with the pain and regeneration of his body.
It was through this excruciating pain and suffering that he had linked pain itself with male insect pheromones, achieving the effect of rejection. But at the same time, the rejection and the instinctive need coexisted, almost tearing him apart.
“Koeyle, are you alright?”
He Yue knelt before him, curiously examining his half-insectoid features.
“I…”
Koeyle’s fingers dug into his palm, his sharp insect claws piercing the skin, drawing blood.
He Yue’s proximity was fatal.
His amplified sense of smell made He Yue’s scent even more potent, intensifying his instinctive craving for pheromones, even overriding his mental rejection and disgust.
His blood began to surge, insect fluid secreting from hidden orifices, moisturizing his dry and constricted erection.
Being in the same room with He Yue was driving him mad.
He knew He Yue wasn’t using pheromones, that it was just a psychological effect, but he couldn’t think of anything besides wanting to be fucked senseless in this enclosed space.
But his Master didn’t seem to be in the mood.
He Yue curiously pinched the milky white, glowing antenna. Its surface was smooth and soft to the touch, like high-quality Hetian jade.
“Mas, Master…”
Koeyle’s voice changed, his slit-shaped pupil and antenna twitching. The sensation of being touched there was unfamiliar yet addictive, and he leaned forward, offering his vulnerable antenna to He Yue’s hand.
Now, any touch from He Yue was incredibly stimulating. His rational mind told him that indulging now, without being able to fully quench his thirst, might truly kill him here, that he should stay away from sexual stimulation. But his instincts screamed otherwise, recklessly seeking a temporary fix.
The feel of the antenna in his hand was quite pleasant, reminding He Yue of elderly people in the human world who liked to play with jade carvings, polishing them until they were smooth and lustrous.
He Yue, captivated, pinched it harder, and the coiled tip of the antenna straightened abruptly, eliciting an involuntary moan from the female insect beneath him.
“Colonel Koeyle?”
He Yue kindly released his grip on the antenna and lifted Koeyle’s chin instead.
Under the bright light of the observation room, Koeyle’s every reaction was visible to He Yue. Any subtle arousal was fully exposed.
“Master…” Koeyle wanted to directly ask to be fucked, but his Master had never given him any indication of such a possibility, and the words caught in his throat.
He leaned closer, his gaze sincere and yearning, his voice trembling.
“Master, can I… lick you?”
“Is this what the colonel thinks about after barely escaping the nuclear hole?”
He Yue’s words made Koeyle blush, but this was already a compromise, he was desperate for any contact with his Master, anything to soothe the burning need within him.
Anything would do. The male insect’s saliva, but his Master wouldn’t kiss him. Semen, but his Master wouldn’t want to fuck him…
After much deliberation, the only way to quench his thirst was oral sex.
“Master… please, save your little dog… little dog will definitely… make Master feel good…”
The burning pain from his severed arm was draining his mental strength. He could have endured the agonizing mental breakdown, hidden in this soundproof room where no one could hear his screams, just like before.
But He Yue was here…
Even the slightest trace of He Yue’s scent could disrupt his mind, making him want to lunge forward and seek comfort from his Master.
“Our dear colonel is a horny insect who can’t live without a male insect’s cock, it seems.”
He Yue’s words made Koeyle feel both ashamed and excited. He swallowed with difficulty and said, “A horny insect who can’t live without Master’s cock…”
Before he could finish, his dark tail wrapped around He Yue’s ankle, coiling upwards. To avoid making He Yue uncomfortable, he didn’t tighten his grip, only gently wrapping it around, but the sense of restraint was undeniable, the tail moving from He Yue’s ankle to his waist.
Like a rope of just the right thickness.
The sight was even more alluring. The black tail wrapped around his slender legs, the loose fabric of his clothes wrinkling, revealing his curves and contours, the restraint both captivating and sexy. Koeyle eagerly bit He Yue’s clothes, his face covered in pre-cum.
He stuck out his tongue, long and forked like a snake’s, licking the pre-cum from his face.
The taste of his Master was like a bomb, instantly shattering Koeyle’s senses and remaining consciousness. His rationality was fragmented, and he could no longer think clearly, only He Yue’s commands guiding his actions.
His forked tongue extended, wrapping around He Yue’s penis like a flexible, powerful clamp.
“Wha… what is this…? Ah…!”
He Yue’s eyes widened in surprise, then reddened with pleasure from the strange sensation of the tongue-like clamp gently squeezing him, his voice changing instantly.
“…Master, don’t be afraid… it’s alright…”
Koeyle’s extended tongue made his voice slightly muffled. He knew He Yue hadn’t been hatched for long and hadn’t had the chance to experience half-insectoidization, so it was understandable that he was scared.
His long, snake-like tongue could envelop it, the forked tip applying pressure, massaging rhythmically. The surface of his tongue was rough, rougher than a human’s, covered in tiny bumps that slowly grazed against He Yue’s sensitive flesh.
He Yue shuddered, his hands bracing against the floor beside him as he leaned back against the wall. Even the most skilled tool designers at Castle couldn’t have come up with such a wondrous device.
His eyes glazed over as he stared at the ceiling, his reddened eyes welling up with tears, his long eyelashes glistening with moisture. His breathing was heavy, his chest heaving, his slender waist arching forward.
The forked tip of Koeyle’s tongue was thin and long, surprisingly flexible. Koeyle stared at He Yue’s penis, then leaned closer, inserting one tip into the narrow opening.
“No, don’t… wait! Ah… Koe, Koeyle!!”
Koeyle heard his name and looked up slightly.
A completely unfamiliar sensation washed over He Yue. He had never experienced anything like this. The soft, swelling feeling of the tongue was different from a hard needle; it was gentler, more effectively filling the narrow opening.
Unfamiliar, yet incredibly intense, incredibly pleasurable…
This was a unique ability only insects possessed.
The warm, wet mouth enveloped him, the middle section of the tongue filling him, the forked tip reaching a spot he had never been touched before, neither in the human world nor the insect world.
He Yue gasped, his eyes rolling back, his breath catching in his throat.
His breathing became even heavier, the soft moans escaping his throat gradually turning into whimpers, tugging at his heart, sweet and intoxicating. He unconsciously lifted his legs, wrapping them around Koeyle, allowing Koeyle to grip his waist with one hand, pulling him closer.
“Ugh… Koe, Koeyle… what is this…? Ah!”
He Yue’s head snapped back, hitting the soundproofing material on the wall. Thankfully, the material was soft and comfortable, and he didn’t feel any pain.
His cries filled the observation room, completely lost in the sensation.
The pulsing in his throat intensified, the tip of Koeyle’s tongue feeling the distinct throbbing. A surge of fluid pushed against the tongue, then shot into Koeyle’s throat.
He Yue’s vision blurred, the ceiling lights expanding infinitely, white light filling his eyes, his consciousness momentarily fading. This wasn’t the first time he had received oral sex, but this time was the most intense, the most novel, even psychedelic.
The tingling sensation pulsed through his body, an unprecedented high.
His eyes lost focus, his mind still reeling from the intense pleasure. Tears streamed down his face uncontrollably, as if he were crying from the sheer intensity of the experience.
Koeyle adjusted He Yue’s clothes and cleaned his mouth and tongue, looking up to see He Yue staring blankly at the ceiling.
“Mas… Master?”
Having tasted his Master’s semen, Koeyle felt much better. The burning pain in his severed arm had subsided, now numb, less painful than his throat.
He Yue didn’t reply, his eyes still glistening with tears, his relaxed waist pressed against the floor, his flushed cheeks and lips a vibrant red, completely lost in the afterglow, like a beautifully crafted doll.
Koeyle waved his hand in front of He Yue’s face, the shadow passing over his skin, the tears on his eyelashes shimmering.
“Master, are you… are you alright?”
He Yue slowly came back to his senses, then punched Koeyle in the face, making his soft antennae twitch.
“What the hell was that?!”
His voice, still heavy from the afterglow, now laced with anger, his delicate eyebrows furrowed, his voice almost a whimper, making him even more alluring.
Koeyle’s heart melted, and he leaned closer, extending his strange tongue, obediently letting He Yue examine and study it.
His slit-shaped pupil and forked tongue resembled a snake. His tail was tightly wrapped around He Yue’s ankle, its smooth surface gleaming.
“Master also felt good, right?”
Koeyle reached out, his remaining hand wrapping around He Yue’s waist, pulling him into an embrace, gently patting his back. He thought He Yue was scared by his appearance, considering himself the one offering comfort.
He gently nuzzled He Yue’s cheek, wiping away the tears.
“I was wrong…”
Koeyle’s antennae curled up. Knowing his fault, he placed his soft, smooth antennae in He Yue’s hand.
The feel of the jade-like antennae in his hand was truly soothing, and He Yue played with them for a while, then, still slightly irritated, bit down on the resilient appendage.
“Hiss…”
Every part of a half-insectoid’s body was covered in sensitive nerves, and He Yue hadn’t held back his bite at all, making Koeyle shudder. He only frowned slightly in pain, not saying a word, nor flinching.
…Then He Yue, in his fairness, bit the other antenna as well.
Koeyle just smiled gently.
His Master’s occasional tantrums and childishness were incredibly endearing, especially in contrast to his usual ruthlessness and imposing aura when wielding the whip.
It was like catching a glimpse of a powerful, dignified character’s softer side, a rare and precious sight.
Koeyle’s almost fully regenerated hand wrapped around He Yue’s arm, holding him tightly.
He Yue didn’t pull away, nor did he reject the embrace. Comfort after a climax was necessary, the physical contact of the hug carrying significant meaning, a warm and harmonious atmosphere filling the observation room.
He didn’t think Koeyle was afraid, only that the experience was incredibly intense, leaving him in a daze.
“Master, after my body fully recovers, and I’ve rested for a while, I’ll probably go to the main nuclear hole in Area C.” He Yue nodded, seemingly nuzzling his cheek against Koeyle’s shoulder.
“It shouldn’t be too troublesome…”
He Yue straightened up, cupping Koeyle’s face in his hands. “If you return successfully, you can ask for a reward.” Koeyle blurted out almost without thinking, “I want Master’s…” Before he could finish, He Yue covered his mouth.
“Think carefully, and tell me later.”
Koeyle lowered his eyes, the light within them dimming, and nodded seriously.
He had so many wishes…
He wanted the remaining four metal rings.
He wanted to bond with He Yue.
He wanted He Yue’s mental imprint.
He wanted his Master…
To never abandon his little dog…
…
“I’ve known Master for…” Koeyle’s voice trailed off, the last words, “three months,” only mouthed silently.
“What?”
He Yue was met with an even tighter embrace. He felt the tail wrapped around his ankle constricting slightly, an uncomfortable pressure against his skin.
“Your tail, loosen your grip, it hurts…”
Koeyle snapped out of his thoughts and retracted his tail.
The three-month deadline, due to the interruption of the nuclear hole, had already passed, but He Yue hadn’t mentioned it, as if he had truly forgotten.
Koeyle was trying to convince himself that if he was just a little better to his Master, if he could make him feel irreplaceable, perhaps He Yue would truly stay by his side forever.
But…
Male insects could use mental imprints to make a female insect love them forever, never leave them, while the abandoned female insect could do nothing…
Koeyle’s hand, nourished by He Yue’s semen, regenerated at a visible speed, far less painful than any hardship he had endured before.
He looked at the soundproofing material behind He Yue, his eyes slightly wet.
What should a little dog do to earn his Master’s love?
Was a little dog even worthy of his Master’s love?
[Koeyle, 83%.]
