── What are you hiding from? Are you avoiding me because I stink or carry germs? Who cares about you, with your cold personality!
Ye Sang thought irritably, but as the sea breeze blew, he indeed felt a slight chill all over his soaked body, so he reluctantly took Ai Mo’s shirt and put it on.
Ai Mo’s shirt was considerably larger on him, with even the sleeves needing to be rolled up twice. Perhaps due to their recent close contact, the man’s shirt wasn’t exactly dry either, but it carried a pleasant scent.
Looking up, Ye Sang saw that Ai Mo had already submerged himself in the sea. Acting on impulse, he bravely sniffed the scent.
── Ah, it’s the smell of pine smoke.
Last year on his birthday, a small pornographic film director gave him a painting of a spring scene painted with pine smoke ink. Although Ye Sang had no expertise in ink painting, he graciously accepted it. Though he couldn’t see the value of the painting, he liked its vivid depiction and subtle ink fragrance.
── The pheromone smells like pine smoke, indeed quite fitting for this cold-hearted guy. True to his name, cold and hard, hmph!
Ye Sang muttered to himself, but he didn’t let go, holding onto the shirt as if embracing himself with the man’s scent.
He indulged in sniffing it for a moment, then suddenly felt a faint warmth and dull pain in his lower abdomen.
…Drinking so much seawater, anyone would feel nauseous. I hope I don’t get sick, Ye Sang thought helplessly, clutching his overheated stomach.
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Normally, the food-loving Ye Sang would have been eager, but he found himself feeling even worse upon waking up.
He touched his forehead, which was a normal temperature, but his body felt like it was burning up, especially his lower abdomen, where he felt occasional acidity. This persistent low-grade fever, which neither killed nor relieved him, made Ye Sang extremely irritable. However, if he told Ai Mo, that iceberg would definitely think he was pretending to be sick… Although he was indeed delicate, he wasn’t bored enough to feign illness for sympathy!
So he mustered his spirits and leisurely approached Ai Mo from behind, muttering, “What’s for dinner?”
Before he could finish speaking, Ai Mo furrowed his brows slightly, as if he was about to cover his nose, but for some reason, he lowered his hand and said in a deep voice, “Hold back.”
Upon hearing this, Ye Sang rolled his eyes and responded sarcastically, “I wasn’t trying to seduce you. If you’re uncomfortable, it’s your problem, nothing to do with me.”
His retort caused Ai Mo to slightly change his expression. He furrowed his brows and looked at Ye Sang, his usually calm face showing a hint of displeasure. In the flickering light of the fire, his sharp features exuded a sense of unwavering authority.
Ye Sang felt a bit intimidated by his cold gaze, but his domineering nature and aura developed from years of being in a high position made him unwilling to back down. Furthermore, Ai Mo’s deliberate coldness over the past few days had severely wounded his pride.
Whether it was the accumulated dissatisfaction with this man that had reached a breaking point or the mutual influence of pheromones causing a surge in desire, Ye Sang suddenly felt incredibly hot, with a rush of heat descending to his lower abdomen. The desire surged urgently and fiercely, and he couldn’t help but hold his slightly aching lower abdomen and slowly crouch down.
“Hey, are you okay?” Ai Mo’s words were interrupted as an unusually strong scent of honey instantly filled the entire cave, sweet and fragrant, as if the air itself was dripping with honey.
The highly aggressive pheromone concentration made Ai Mo, who had never been in contact with omegas before, understand what was happening. This was probably the beginning to an omega’s heat.
He quickly covered his nose to prevent the sweet and sticky scent from filling his lungs, but against his better judgment, he took a deep breath. With just that one inhale, Ai Mo’s entire body began to react, his body temperature slowly rising.
…This is not good…
Ai Mo gritted his teeth, forcing himself to regain his composure. He walked to the door and picked up a few coconuts, rolling them over to Ye Sang’s side. In a hoarse voice, he said, “…Drink some coconut water to cool down.”
Ye Sang, who was originally crouched on the ground, looked up and gave him a sideways glance. His lips parted a few times before he managed to squeeze out a sentence: “…Go away your mother…”
Although he spoke harsh words, Ye Sang’s fair little face was covered in a flush of heat, causing a thin layer of sweat to emerge. His smooth and moist skin, illuminated by the firelight, exhibited a soft velvet texture, and his red lips appeared even more enticing due to the fever.
Ye Sang bit his lower lip, looking up at Ai Mo. Several times he seemed on the verge of speaking but hesitated. After a long while, he finally said, “Can you…?”
But before he could finish his sentence, Ye Sang saw Ai Mo furrow his brow. The words ‘help me’ just couldn’t come out, and he forcefully swallowed them back.
…Fucking hell, it’s really unlucky to be stuck on a deserted island with someone who’s sexually cold! Being rejected in every way possible, yet still begging for help, it’s simply degrading! Ye Sang, you can’t degrade yourself like this!
Ye Sang cursed angrily in his heart, but since his sexual differentiation, he had always taken his suppressants on time and had never experienced such tormenting moments. The kind of heat that almost melted his brain, the itching that gnawed and burrowed from his lower abdomen to his limbs and bones… He felt like all his senses were heightened to the maximum, from the crackling sound of wood breaking due to burning to the distant waves crashing, and the chirping of unknown birds in the woods… He could hear even the slightest sounds that he couldn’t perceive on ordinary days.
But most fatally, it was the faint scent of pine smoke emanating from the man in front of him, like mycelium infiltrating his skin’s surface, completely taking control of his perception, his heartbeat, and his desires.
Ye Sang took a breath, but it didn’t calm his restlessness. He even felt fluids trickling out, making his thighs and legs sticky and wet… His mind had melted, unable to think of anything. He breathed heavily, feeling like only the cold and brisk scent of pine smoke from Ai Mo’s body could alleviate his heat.
Shit, what rotten luck! Countless Alphas used to kneel before him, begging for even a bit of mercy, but now there’s only a big iceberg with sexual coldness in front of him!
Ye Sang remembered the vows he made before boarding the night fishing boat, and instantly felt like crying without tears.
Author’s Note:
The so-called Murphy’s Law is just fearing what you invite, hehehe~
Mo: …Don’t tease me like this… (blushes shyly)
Poor Ye Sang, he’s sufferin 🤣
I quite like this story so far :>
Thanks for upload<3
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poor ye sang :C
suffering in pain 😣😔