Reservoir Dogs

Reservoir Dogs chapter 80

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The car drove into a luxurious villa area in the dark of night.

Upon entering, the lights came on. The living room was large with a high ceiling, giving off a sense of emptiness and coldness.

Ji Yang changed his shoes and walked to the liquor cabinet. “What would you like to drink?”

Liang Hanqing followed behind him. “Just plain water.”

Ji Yang crouched down and stopped his fingers on a wine bottle. “You don’t drink?”

“Hmm, I can’t really drink much. I have to consider my health,” Liang Hanqing said.

“That’s quite health-conscious of you.”

Liang Hanqing smiled. “Age comes with that.”

“Then why are you still awake so late?” referring to how Liang Hanqing had dragged him out for coffee in the middle of the night, still energetic close to dawn.

Liang Hanqing slightly pressed his lips together, his slender eyes curling up. His eyes, clear and upright, were very beautiful. “I sleep very little and often suffer from insomnia. When I’m awake, the night seems too long and too dull.”

His voice was a bit heavy due to his low mood but sounded pleasant, gentle like a melodious accordion. Ji Yang hesitated, closed the liquor cabinet, and poured him a glass of warm water. “Take off your clothes. I’ll get them dry-cleaned and return them to you. I have a few sets of clothes that haven’t been worn, but you’ll need to try them on to see if they fit.”

Ji Yang led him to the dressing room, picked out a shirt from the closet, and handed it to him. “Try this one.”

Liang Hanqing took it and, without hesitation, began to unbutton his own. After undoing two buttons, his collarbone and chest skin were revealed, pale like someone who had never seen sunlight. The skin was delicate and smooth, illuminated by the warm yellow light, like white porcelain with a glazed finish. The shirt’s front was open, and his flat abdomen was visible, with a narrow and firm waist tightly cinched by a belt, causing the shirt to hang loosely from his waistband.

Ji Yang glanced inadvertently and quickly averted his gaze. He cursed Liang Hanqing inwardly, thinking he was quite bold. Even though they had met only twice and were still strangers, Liang Hanqing could openly expose his body despite knowing his preference for men.

A flash caught his eye as the shirt was tossed onto the floor. Ji Yang frowned in displeasure, walked over, picked it up, and draped it over his arm. The shirt had a faint floral scent, like lilies. Ji Yang initially wondered where it came from since there were no lily decorations at the party, but then realized it was Liang Hanqing’s pheromone. It was an Alpha’s pheromone, which was rare in that it didn’t provoke discomfort in another Alpha.

Turning around with the shirt, Liang Hanqing had buttoned half of it, looking down at his upper body. “It’s okay.”

Ji Yang assessed him. “It’s too big.” Liang Hanqing’s figure was slender, and the shirt’s hem hung loosely, making his waist appear even longer, so slender that one hand could easily grasp it. Ji Yang stared for a moment, recalling the glimpse of Liang Hanqing’s chest. It looked somewhat delicate, probably not very pleasant to touch, but with such delicate skin, it would be very sensitive, with even his nipples being pink.

Liang Hanqing fastened his buttons and looked up to see Ji Yang staring at him in a daze. “What are you thinking about?”

The alcohol he drank at the birthday party had taken effect. A wave of heat gathered in his lower abdomen and flowed upward. Ji Yang’s face started to flush and feel hot, and he was a bit restless, so his tone wasn’t very pleasant either. “Why are you always pestering me?”

Liang Hanqing was taken aback for a moment and then slowly smiled. “I said it’s because the night is too long and too boring.” He lazily leaned back against the wardrobe and asked, “Do you have any cigarettes?”

Despite having very proper and refined features, his lazy posture and lifted gaze gave off a special charm. Ji Yang looked at him and said, “Didn’t you say you wanted to take care of your health?”

Liang Hanqing raised a hand and touched his lips. “Seems like I can’t hold it in anymore.”

Ji Yang said, “You can’t smoke at my place.”

“Alright then.” Liang Hanqing stood up, and Ji Yang noticed that the top two buttons of his shirt were misaligned, making the bottom hem shorter. Ji Yang, with his obsessive-compulsive tendencies, couldn’t stand it and walked over, grabbing his wrist to make him stop. “Your buttons aren’t fastened properly.”

They were about the same height, and their eyes met. Ji Yang looked down and adjusted the buttons one by one, and when he lifted his head, his gaze met Liang Hanqing’s, their warm breath brushing against each other’s cheeks.

Liang Hanqing focused on him, his gaze becoming tangled lines. A pleasing voice echoed in Ji Yang’s ear, but the content became vulgar. “Ji Yang, has anyone ever told you that you are built like an omega? I can’t keep my eyes off your waist and ass.”

Ji Yang shivered, instantly becoming as furious as a lion with its tail pulled. He pushed Liang Hanqing backward, his arm locking around his neck. “What do you mean?”

Liang Hanqing’s back hit the wardrobe, and the door slammed shut. He curled the corners of his mouth. “I don’t mean anything. I just meant you’re attractive and that I like you.” He then lowered his head and touched Ji Yang’s forearm with his lips.

Ji Yang felt a slight wet sensation and realized it was Liang Hanqing’s tongue. He shivered all over as if electrocuted, cursed, and abruptly pulled his hand back.

Liang Hanqing, still lazily leaning against the wardrobe, said, “Have you ever been fucked by an alpha? I’m very skilled. Your body was so hot when you were close to me, I had a reaction.”

“You sound like a pervert.” Ji Yang distanced himself, irritably turning his head and loosening his collar. The excessive alcohol indeed made him feel like he was burning up.

Liang Hanqing straightened up a bit. “It doesn’t matter, or are you saving yourself for someone?”

Ji Yang remained silent, staring at Liang Hanqing, gradually assessing him from his looks to his physique. Except for being a bit slender and lacking in flesh, his good bone structure made him tall and attractive, like a willow tree by the riverbank. There didn’t seem to be much to criticize. After a while, Ji Yang moved closer, his beautiful face taunting and provocative. “I’ve never been fucked by an alpha, but I’ve fucked one. Do you want to give it a try?”

Liang Hanqing was stunned for a moment, then smiled and said, “I don’t care whether I’m top or bottom, it doesn’t matter. It won’t have any impact, won’t be marked or pregnant, just seeking a thrill.”

Liang Hanqing’s eyes narrowed slightly as he moved closer to Ji Yang. His lips brushed ambiguously against Ji Yang’s cheek, then he moved to his ear, sticking his tongue into the ear cavity and licking the inner wall. “When you’re with me, you can imagine me as anyone you like. I’ll go along with it.”

Ji Yang’s body trembled, finally unable to hold back. He gripped Liang Hanqing’s slender waist tightly and then suddenly pushed him backward. Their lips crashed together violently, teeth tearing, even tasting blood. The shirt, which had just been buttoned, was violently torn apart, hanging halfway on his arm, revealing a pale and delicate body.

Ji Yang slid down, biting the nipple on Liang Hanqing’s chest, eliciting short, intense breaths. As Ji Yang had anticipated, Liang Hanqing’s skin was very sensitive. The redness from the bite mark did not fade but spread around. Too thin, it was all bones to the touch, with some flesh on the chest and hips. The faint lily fragrance intensified, not arousing desire but stimulating the alpha’s inherent desire to dominate.

On the bed, Ji Yang pressed Liang Hanqing’s head into the pillow with almost suffocating force, only letting up when Liang Hanqing was about to lose consciousness.

Gasping for air, Liang Hanqing’s head turned to the side, barely recovering from the edge of death. His body was flushed, and he managed to ask Ji Yang, “Who did you imagine me as?”

Ji Yang, looking down from above, saw Liang Hanqing’s pale back covered in sweat, glistening. On a whim, he reached out and touched it. “I didn’t imagine anyone. I don’t do such substitute nonsense.”

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