Reservoir Dogs chapter 23
Sensitive
It was a luxurious villa area, even more exquisite than Jiang Chengyuan’s place.
Xiao Zhou rang the doorbell. After a while, someone came to open the door.
At first glance, he didn’t recognize the person. The man wore only a bathrobe, with wet hair, holding a towel and wiping it, water droplets hanging from his eyelashes. His delicate features and fair, smooth skin made him look like a real-life doll.
The bathrobe was loosely tied, exposing much of his chest, the skin a creamy white, with sparse body hair disappearing into the triangle area, arousing much imagination.
Xiao Zhou thought he had the wrong door and stood there frozen. A casual glance revealed a lot of exposed skin.
Seeing his reaction, the man lazily leaned against the door frame, not minding that the robe opened wider, a sly and mischievous smile on his lips, “What, don’t you recognize me after just one meeting?”
Upon closer look, it was Ji Yang without makeup. Xiao Zhou couldn’t understand why such a beautiful face needed such heavy makeup.
Seeing him still stunned, Ji Yang lost interest, straightened up like he had no bones, and walked inside while wiping his hair, “Come in, Chengyuan is inside.” His messy hair lifted and fell, and the gland on his neck was not covered by an inhibitor patch, no wonder Xiao Zhou smelled a strong jasmine scent.
It was Ji Yang’s alpha pheromone scent.
The whole house was filled with this scent, making Xiao Zhou very uncomfortable. Perhaps due to the medication, he was more sensitive to the scent than before.
“The leaders of the law association finally gathered, and after returning to the city, we had another meal and drank a lot. When I was taking our firm’s drunks home, I got vomited on, so I came back to change clothes. I was going to send Chengyuan back, but he didn’t want to trouble me, so he asked me to call you.”
Through the foyer, they entered a brightly lit living room. Jiang Chengyuan was slumped on the sofa, propping his head with one hand, his face flushed, eyes closed, seemingly asleep.
Ji Yang walked over, naturally bent down, and touched his face, leaning close to Jiang Chengyuan’s ear and said, “Wake up, he’s here.”
His voice was gentle, with something inexplicable in his eyes, which made Xiao Zhou’s heart skip a beat, feeling uneasy.
Jiang Chengyuan opened his eyes, still somewhat dazed. His gaze paused on Ji Yang’s face for a moment before crossing over to Xiao Zhou. He raised his hand, and Xiao Zhou quickly walked over and held it.
The palm was broad, the knuckles firm and tough, and the palm was warm, as if it were a heated pebble.
Xiao Zhou thought Jiang Chengyuan wanted help standing up, but Jiang Chengyuan withdrew his hand and instead raised it to touch the corner of his eye.
Xiao Zhou stood there dumbfounded. He knew his tears had already dried from the night wind, yet he wondered how Jiang Chengyuan could tell, being already so drunk.
Jiang Chengyuan wiped the redness at the corner of Xiao Zhou’s eye with his fingertip and then withdrew his hand. He grabbed Xiao Zhou’s arm and used it to stand up.
Xiao Zhou supported him. Even through their shirts, he could feel Jiang Chengyuan’s body temperature, burning hot. Jiang Chengyuan leaned his head on Xiao Zhou’s shoulder, breathing heavily and slowly, burning the skin on his neck.
Xiao Zhou looked at Ji Yang with his eyes, asking him with his gaze what was going on.
Ji Yang hugged his chest with both hands, facing the intimate scene between the two, his face turned pale and serious. “The leader from the Judicial Office is a heavy drinker. He insisted on drinking with Chengyuan, which probably got him quite drunk.”
They helped Jiang Chengyuan into the car together. As soon as Jiang Chengyuan got into the car, he slumped into the back seat and fell into a deep sleep.
But after driving for a while, Xiao Zhou glanced at the rearview mirror and found that Jiang Chengyuan had straightened up. He unbuttoned the top two buttons of his shirt, cracked open a window just a bit, letting in the cold breeze that dispersed the stuffy, thick smell of alcohol and the lingering scent of jasmine in the car.
Sensing Xiao Zhou’s gaze, Jiang Chengyuan looked up. His eyes were deep and dark, showing little sign of drunkenness.
Xiao Zhou cleared his throat. “Are you okay? Do you need to get some medicine?”
Jiang Chengyuan murmured softly and rubbed his nose. He still felt uncomfortable. “It’s nothing to do with being drunk. Just now at Ji Yang’s place, his scent was too strong.”
Indeed, Jiang Chengyuan reacted to alpha pheromones. Xiao Zhou’s earlier speculation was correct.
Xiao Zhou said, “I didn’t expect Lawyer Ji’s scent to be jasmine.”
Jiang Chengyuan looked at him. “Do you like it?”
Xiao Zhou nodded honestly. “It’s very fragrant.”
Jiang Chengyuan asked, “Do you like it?”
Xiao Zhou thought for a moment, then shook his head. “It’s a bit too strong, and it’s that alpha kind of strong, a bit overpowering.”
Jiang Chengyuan smiled and relaxed a bit. “His scent indeed suits omegas more. That’s why alphas always bother him.”
“Lawyer Ji has been harassed by alphas?”
Jiang Chengyuan said casually, “Yes, when I first met him. But it’s also his fault. There were quite a few alphas pursuing him, and he didn’t refuse them. He’s never been particularly concerned about secondary genders.”
Xiao Zhou was surprised. “So Lawyer Ji has also dated alphas?”
Jiang Chengyuan said, “He has dated two, I think. I’m not sure, I didn’t pay much attention.”
Xiao Zhou nodded. Some details flashed through his mind, and he suddenly understood why he felt strange seeing Ji Yang touch Jiang Chengyuan’s face.
It was too intimate. Even close friends wouldn’t behave like that. But it made sense if Ji Yang liked alphas.
He suddenly understood why there was such a strange atmosphere between Ji Yang and Jiang Chengyuan when they were together.
Stealing evidence and losing the prosecutor’s job wasn’t about upholding justice, but about helping Jiang Chengyuan; suppressing and concealing alpha pheromones was also to prevent Jiang Chengyuan from feeling uncomfortable. Always competing and arguing was just like the childish behavior of adolescents trying to attract the attention of someone they liked.
Xiao Zhou suddenly asked, “How long have you known Lawyer Ji?”
Jiang Chengyuan said, “Since university, almost 20 years.”
For 20 years? To love someone so sincerely and secretly, completely contrary to Ji Yang’s outward appearance of being frivolous and dissolute.
Xiao Zhou felt a bit emotional about discovering someone else’s hidden feelings.
But soon he thought again. Ji Yang’s feelings were so obvious that even someone like himself who had just met him could see them. Jiang Chengyuan had been friends with him for so many years, there was no reason he hadn’t noticed.
And Jiang Chengyuan had once kissed him in front of Ji Yang. Although that kiss had little affection and was more of a punitive nature to assert authority, Ji Yang didn’t know. To have his feelings treated like this, and Jiang Chengyuan could be so indifferent and unmoved, Xiao Zhou felt a bit sorry for Ji Yang.
“Has Lawyer Ji always been alone?”
“When did you become so interested in Ji Yang’s affairs?” Perhaps annoyed by too many questions, Jiang Chengyuan was not very pleased.
Xiao Zhou pursed his lips. (Crying sadly)
“Just drive.” His voice was low and hoarse, then he closed his eyes.
Xiao Zhou didn’t look again, nor did he ask more. His gaze focused on the road ahead.
Halfway through the drive, he smelled a tequila scent. It wasn’t obvious because it had been hidden under the alcohol scent. Now that the alcohol scent had blown away, this scent gradually became strong and vigorous.
He glanced at the rearview mirror again. In the mirror, the man was elegant, handsome, and in the thick black night, his skin showed an astonishing paleness, contrasting with the scattered hair on his forehead, which was even darker, as if dipped in thick ink. His lips were deep red, as intense as pigeon blood.
Jiang Chengyuan furrowed his brow, leaned back against the chair with his eyes closed, his expression still uneasy. He moved his neck and after a moment, raised his hand to tear off the patch from the back of his neck, kneading it in his palm.
Xiao Zhou’s pupils contracted. In almost an instant, the scent of tequila exploded like a bomb in the carriage. Xiao Zhou was almost choked, and the air he breathed in felt like it carried gunpowder dust.
“Your pheromones, why?” he struggled to speak.
Jiang Chengyuan glanced at him, his eyes deep, his voice slightly hoarse, “Feeling uncomfortable? Endure a little longer, it won’t affect you, we’ll arrive soon.”
Xiao Zhou clenched his teeth and remained silent. Sweat continued to pour from his pores, he struggled to breathe, unable to resist the assault of such high concentrations of pheromones in the confined space.
Finally parking the car and turning off the ignition, he was almost exhausted.
He pressed his forehead against his hand, his abdomen tightened, teeth clenched, bending over to withstand the tidal wave of heat surging within him. Waves of tremors spread up his spine, causing his whole body to shake.
It felt like being roasted over a fire, yet also like being covered in honey and crawled upon by ants, itching and burning.
But this time it was somewhat different from before.
This feeling was very unfamiliar; he could even feel some slippery, hot liquid flowing from his lower body, wetting his pants, a shameful feeling akin to losing control.
His penis was gradually becoming hot and hard, pressing firmly against his thigh.
He dared not move, overwhelmed with fear and realization, drenched in sweat.
His hand on the steering wheel trembled. Suddenly, he realized what was happening—he was in heat, Jiang Chengyuan’s pheromones had put him in heat.
He had completely become an omega now, craving to be satisfied by an alpha.
Clamping his thighs tightly, muscles tense, he dared not move or get out of the car.
Xiao Zhou closed his eyes, pressing his eyelids against his hand.
Jiang Chengyuan called out to him, but he tried to conceal it, unable to even make a sound.
Then, he heard the sound of the car door opening and closing, followed by footsteps. The door on his side was opened, and suddenly, cold air rushed in, along with the source of those pheromones.
A dark shadow loomed over his head, sensing something approaching him, crouching to sniff at the gland behind his neck.
A low chuckle hit his ear nerves, elegant and deep, fingers with calluses caressing the tender skin of the gland. “You’re in heat, Xiao Zhou.”
Like hot oil splashing into boiling water with a crackle, droplets of oil scattered.
Xiao Zhou’s body trembled, offering no response.
Jiang Chengyuan leaned into the car, lifting him horizontally.
When Jiang Chengyuan’s hand touched his butt, Xiao Zhou unconsciously moaned.
His body was so sensitive that the slightest touch made him eagerly lean in.
His face turned pale. As he was lifted, he even saw a dark stain on the leather seat, soiled by something leaking from his butt.
Jiang Chengyuan also noticed. With his hand through his pants, he kneaded Xiao Zhou’s butt, then wiped his wet fingers on his lower lip, a teasing smile on his face. “You really surprise me.” Lowering his head, he bit into the gland at the back of Xiao Zhou’s neck, injecting pheromones, creating a temporary mark.
Due to the complex mix of pain and pleasure, Xiao Zhou arched his back in Jiang Chengyuan’s arms, his consciousness muddled.
The injected pheromones relieved the body’s turmoil.
Jiang Chengyuan’s arms held firm as iron clamps, Xiao Zhou instinctively wrapping his arms around Jiang Chengyuan’s neck, exposing more of his neck like a hunted prey.
Licking away the blood from the bite marks, feeling the person in his arms calm down, Jiang Chengyuan carried him upstairs into the villa.
The door slammed shut behind them, and Xiao Zhou was thrown onto the sofa.
The sudden loud noise made him shiver all over, clearing his confused mind, possibly due to the pheromones easing the urgency of his heat.
He blinked hard, trying to make sense of the current situation.
The room was not lit, only faint moonlight filtering through the window.
This dim white light cast shadows on the wall, making the figure in front seem taller and more handsome, the moonlight flowing over the brows and eyes, like bold brushstrokes, rough but clear, carrying an invisible pressure.
Pheromones surged unusually, seeming to reach a limit.
That tantalizing scent pervaded, entwining and penetrating every pore, filling every gap.
Xiao Zhou’s abdomen tightened, his lower body eagerly expanding and contracting, anticipating something filling the void.
The strange changes in his body felt alien. He stared at the handsome figure on the wall, his heart beating wildly as if he were ill, his expression twisted, almost muttering to himself, shaking his head and stepping back. “No, not today.” But Jiang Chengyuan had already leaned in, one hand gripping his chin, lifting his face, and kissing him.
The kiss was passionate and rough, the tongue mimicking the movements of intercourse, making a sizzling sound.
Xiao Zhou had never experienced such a rough kiss, completely inexperienced. Apart from passively accommodating, he was completely at a loss, saliva uncontrollably dripping from the corner of his mouth, tears welling up from the pain and difficulty in breathing.
Jiang Chengyuan murmured softly, lifting his clothes, his fingers skillfully kneading Xiao Zhou’s chest muscles, pinching his nipples until the once soft buds quickly hardened under his fingertips, like ripe pomegranate seeds. “I’ll make you feel good.”
The kisses slid down repeatedly on his neck and chest, sucking out red marks. Swollen flesh was taken into the mouth, tongues skillfully teasing and pulling, teeth lightly grinding.
His chest muscles tensed momentarily, Xiao Zhou arched his back. The area being played with was painful, itchy, and swollen, unbearable. For the first time, he experienced the sensation of being toyed with like this, unable to control himself as he offered his chest to the man’s mouth.
Clothes and pants were quickly stripped off. He lay bare on the leather sofa, legs lifted high, cold leather against hot skin, soon soaked in sweat, becoming sticky.
His rear entrance was already wet and soft, and Jiang Chengyuan easily probed it with his fingers. They slipped in effortlessly, and when he withdrew them, the soft flesh clung tightly, unwilling to release even a hint of the foreign object in a lewd manner.
Jiang Chengyuan chuckled softly, pushing two fingers inside slowly and steadily massaging the inner walls. “Looks like you’re adjusting well.”
Xiao Zhou gasped heavily. His body, invaded by the fingers, made him curl his toes in an attempt to escape. However, one leg was pinned down by Jiang Chengyuan’s leg still clad in trousers, while the other leg was held open by his palm, exposing his lower body, which was swallowing Jiang Chengyuan’s fingers. He was folded over in an extremely shameful posture, utterly subdued.
His eye sockets were hot and moist, his nerves nearly as hot as a blown fuse. When fingers withdrew and a hard object pressed against his lower body, he shivered all over. He clenched his teeth, battling desire with utmost effort, trying with all his might to break free from Jiang Chengyuan’s grasp. No, Jiang Chengyuan, not today. Jiang Chengyuan didn’t hear his softly muttered words, but sensed his sudden intense movements, thinking he was nervous and not yet adapted. Besides exerting force to hold down his leg and adjusting the angle, he only slowly rubbed his glans between his thighs, not penetrating.
Meanwhile, the other hand teased Xiao Zhou’s semi-erect penis, stroking it up and down. Under his skilled manipulation, the penis gradually became hard and hot again.
Jiang Chengyuan’s eyes fell upon Xiao Zhou, watching his reaction.
Xiao Zhou lay back on the sofa, his face covered in sweat. His double-lidded eyes were half-opened and hazy, with the ends slightly upturned, tinted with a deep red, presenting a rare seductive charm.
Feeling satisfied as he sensed Xiao Zhou’s body once again succumb to desire, Jiang Chengyuan leaned down to kiss his eyelids and lips. However, when his lips touched Xiao Zhou’s, Xiao Zhou sharply turned his head away in a strong reaction.
Finally losing patience, Jiang Chengyuan’s face turned cold, his voice displeased. “What are you playing at?” With that, he spread Xiao Zhou’s thighs apart with both hands, pushing him onto his chest, almost folding him in half, and thrusting deeply.
An area never before explored was forcibly invaded. Xiao Zhou let out a sharp groan, feeling full and swollen inside, as if being split open. Despite being already wet and soft, and having undergone thorough preparation, the pain felt like tearing, leaving his mind momentarily blank.
Wrapped in moist tightness, Jiang Chengyuan comfortably exhaled a breath, one hand pressing on Xiao Zhou’s thigh as he slowly thrust.
Perhaps finding this position less fulfilling, Jiang Chengyuan pulled Xiao Zhou’s back towards him, lifting him up so that his legs encircled his waist. Standing up, they walked towards the bedroom.
The entire weight leaned on that connection point, every step pushing deeper. Suddenly weightless, the body’s pressure pushed something hard unexpectedly deep, nearly opening up the cavity.
Xiao Zhou felt dizzy and overwhelmed for a moment, his soul seemingly detached from his body. Instinctively, he embraced the person in front of him, arms wrapped around their neck, head buried in their shoulder.
Every touch was sticky with hot sweat, mixed with the strong scent of alcohol. Xiao Zhou felt intoxicated, tears uncontrollably streaming down his face. With each movement, they delved deeper, stimulating a sensitive spot.
Each thrust brought an indescribable climax experience. Xiao Zhou’s erect penis pressed between them, rubbing against Jiang Chengyuan’s chest and abdomen, spasming and releasing clear fluid, unsure whether to ejaculate.
Jiang Chengyuan supported Xiao Zhou’s butt with one hand, freeing his other hand to guide Xiao Zhou’s hand to touch and pleasure himself.
Slowing his pace intentionally, Jiang Chengyuan lowered his gaze, taking in the scene before him.
Xiao Zhou’s pale, nearly hairless veiny shaft twitched, its tip dripping fluid, leaving this young and tight body in disarray. His muscular contours were sharp, his legs slender and fair, his pale skin flushed with red.
His eyes were tightly closed in shame, moisture hanging from his eyelashes, yet to fall.
Opening his eyes, he gazed at himself. Jiang Chengyuan used his fingers to pry open Xiao Zhou’s lips, teasing his soft tongue, pressing against the inner walls and upper palate as if enjoying it.
Waves of pleasure washed over Xiao Zhou, his mouth blocked, only suppressed moans leaking through the gaps. With thrusts from behind and quick movements in front, his consciousness scattered. His penis slapped against his abdomen, leaving wet marks, and finally shot out thick white fluid.
Accompanied by a peak-like sensation, Xiao Zhou finally opened his eyes. Jiang Chengyuan was very close to him, with thick black hair and jet-black eyes, strikingly handsome, his features as beautiful as a god’s and as fierce as a demon’s.
For some reason, in a daze, Xiao Zhou saw his father’s image, saw the blood flowing on the road during the accident, saw the scorching sun of that day, the steaming heat from the asphalt, and the bustling crowd.
How ironic that on the day he learned of his father’s death, he reached a climax under an Alpha’s command.
He would be marked, despite his inner resistance, repeatedly dominated by his body’s instincts, indulging in the deep sea of desire, endlessly falling downward, only to be brought to ecstasy repeatedly.
His mind scattered, desperate and self-loathing, without thought, he instinctively clenched his teeth, biting down hard on Jiang Chengyuan’s finger, drawing blood instantly, the taste of blood filling his mouth.
As if all the mockery of fate was concentrated in that bite.
This foolish act caused Jiang Chengyuan to pin him against the wall, gripping his jaw to force it open.
Under intense pain, Xiao Zhou loosened his grip, his expression contorted, tears filling his eye sockets, unable to close his mouth, blood and saliva dripping down together.
Jiang Chengyuan gazed at him for a long moment, leaning down to kiss his eyes, kissing the distinct scar left behind by all his pain and misfortune.
Xiao Zhou’s throat rolled, and he sobbed aloud, gripping Jiang Chengyuan’s back tightly, leaving scratch marks with his nails.
Jiang Chengyuan lifted him again, kicking open the bedroom door.
Placing him on the bed, Jiang Chengyuan’s knee pressed into the mattress, sinking down.
He casually grabbed a tie to blindfold Xiao Zhou’s eyes. “Don’t cry,” he said gently yet firmly, winding the tie around his eyes in circles. “If it hurts too much, then don’t look.”
The cool touch of the tie, darkness enveloping his sight, Xiao Zhou still immersed in the haze of his recent emotional turmoil.
Lifting his chin, Jiang Chengyuan kissed him again, their lips parting, a long and ambiguous silver thread connecting them.
Xiao Zhou lifted his sturdy legs onto Jiang Chengyuan’s shoulders. Jiang Chengyuan thrust himself forward, and Xiao Zhou let out a muffled groan. With rhythmic movements, his legs shook uncontrollably, toes curling.
Biting his lower lip, Xiao Zhou swallowed a moan, gripping the bed sheets beneath him with pale arms stark against the dark fabric, damp with sweat and fluids.
He couldn’t count how many times he’d been penetrated, feeling as though every organ had been turned upside down. The organ buried inside him remained hard and hot, showing no sign of relenting.
Shallow and deep, fast and slow, the thrusts reddened his butt, filling the room with the ambiguous sounds of flesh colliding.
As the organ withdrew halfway, Xiao Zhou was flipped over, his face pressed into the bedding, a hand buried deep in his hair pushing him down, blocking his nose and mouth, almost suffocating him, while what was inside him didn’t fully withdraw before plunging in again.
Repeating the piston-like motion, his back pressed against a burning chest, lips kissing the gland on the back of his neck, teeth biting into that layer of skin.
Suddenly, Xiao Zhou understood what Jiang Chengyuan intended to do. Shocked, he couldn’t think further. His lungs felt like they were about to explode from lack of oxygen, ringing with noise.
The thick shaft finally completely breached his tight reproductive opening, filling him completely, entering an unimaginable depth.
Xiao Zhou cried out in pain, feeling almost as if he’d been pierced through.
The gland on the back of his neck was also bitten through, a strong pheromone injected into his body, blending with his own scent.
The two pheromones intertwined, like water flowing, inseparably entwined, the saltiness of seawater and the spiciness of alcohol, ice colliding with fire, the raging fire completely evaporating and absorbing seawater.
At the moment the penis squeezed into the closed place, the hand gripping his hair finally let go. Xiao Zhou instinctively lifted his head, taking a deep breath, filling his lungs with oxygen. His desperate breath felt like a rebirth.
With the knot formed in the reproductive cavity, he was thoroughly marked.
Jiang Chengyuan lifted Xiao Zhou from behind and sat him in his lap.
The loosened tie hung down loosely, covering nothing, but Xiao Zhou’s eyes were still closed, eyelashes fluttering like autumn leaves in the wind.
Jiang Chengyuan’s hand stroked his slender waist and abdomen, the knotted muscles bulging, thighs spasming due to incorrect posture.
Then lingering on his chest, playing with his nipples, pinching the muscles of his chest, squeezing out between his palms, full of lust, grasping and then releasing, fingertips lightly and heavily rolling over the stiff red nipples, as if playing with bells under the eaves.
Xiao Zhou leaned his head back, exhausted, weakly leaning against Jiang Chengyuan’s neck, trembling slightly again from being touched again, his shaft half-erect, dripping pre-cum.
Kneeling apart on the bed, bodies still connected, forming an M shape, most of the weight pressing on the person behind.
Jiang Chengyuan held him from behind, chest against his back, lips lightly touching the fine fuzz behind his ear, then pressing a kiss there.