Translator: Eyljee
Editor: Alysia
From this point of view, the teenager’s eyes appeared large and pitch-dark, like two drops of ink on white paper, with a slight shimmer haloing over the crystals.
His lips moved as if to restrain himself as he pursed inward a little, and quickly unfolded naturally.
After experiencing a burst of waves in his heart, it seemed as if he climbed ashore. He took a deep breath greedily, then came up again and pressed his lips to the corner of the great beauty’s lips.
Perhaps out of excitement, or nervousness, he didn’t kiss accurately. The great beauty corrected his position, and his soft lips pressed against his.
The teenager had momentarily paused. For no reason, he thought in his head about the flavor of his toothpaste. It was the most common mint flavor, which he didn’t hate, before opening his mouth and solemnly sweeping his tongue over the big beauty’s lips. Only after that did he open his mouth and solemnly swept the great beauty’s lips with the tip of his tongue.
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It was light as if he was teasing, and it made a sweeping motion, leaving only a mixture of false and truthhood, which made a vague itch.
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The great beauty was amused by his train of thought and chose to welcome him indirectly. He held the teenager’s nape and kissed deeper, his soft tongue sticking out of the mouth with a slightly refreshing taste, passionately seducing the little Omega who had little experience in French kissing.
The bodies of both parties drew closer to each other. The great beauty was wearing pajamas, and he only donned one shirt indoors. He could almost feel each other’s body temperature through the fabric.
It was warm, soft, and fragrant.
Surprisingly, his nose was still working properly.
The teenager didn’t even resist, as if his soul had been hooked, probing his tongue in. Once in-depth contact has occurred, the mingling of body fluids soon follows. The two tongues intertwined, and the teenager followed his lead as he guided him through the small, cramped, humid space, the slightly sticky saliva was always connected.
This feeling was incredibly intimate that it went beyond logic.
The teenager indulged as much as he liked. He learned in biology class about the distribution of sensitive areas of taste. The tip of his tongue corresponds to the sweet taste, and when he uses the tip of his tongue to probe the other’s tongue and lick the other’s juices, he couldn’t help but think that maybe his sense of taste was sharper than the average person.
How else would he find it so sweet, so sweet that he wanted to seize more?
He moved his body upwards and tilted his face higher, plundering the great beauty’s juices into his mouth and swallowing them down his throat; feeling that it was not enough, he did it again. His hand also seemed to have the willpower of its own, slowly sliding up the great beauty’s waistline and finally landing at the gland resting at the back of his neck.
He gently rubbed and pressed it.
The great beauty’s gland was defective, but only in terms of an Alpha’s perception and its derivation. Omegas had many other normal functions. He shuddered slightly when the youth’s finger nudged his gland, and when it pressed down, a long, coquettish groan spilled from his throat, as if he was whining and pouting.
He bit the teenager’s lips with his teeth in protest, but at the same time, he released some pheromones according to the teenager’s will.
As the scent of light tea floated in the air, the youth suddenly felt that he had previously been empty himself, and suddenly landed safely as if he had been cradled by the clouds.
At the end of the kiss, he opened his eyes and took a long, deep breath. When he slowed down, he inhaled heavily once more, as if he could not smell enough of the great beauty.
The great beauty cupped his face, “Why am I the only one releasing pheromones, where’s yours?”
The teenager stared at him without saying a word.
Ah, his face was squeezed so he couldn’t talk.
The great beauty released his hand, but the teenager didn’t respond as usual.
The beauty was unhappy and didn’t yield. “Where’s yours? Where’s yours?” He tried to trick him into the following suit.
Reluctant to exude his pheromones, the teenager placed one hand on his neck and shielded the back of his name with the other, covering his glands.
“I want to smell you.” The teenager said, “Don’t mix any impurities in.”
The great beauty blushed slightly, retracted his hand to pinch his nose, and scolded, “Little bastard. What do you mean by impurities? Can you explain it?”
He said so but didn’t retract his pheromones at all. The aroma of tea languidly sank in the air.
Sweet wine is not an impurity! It’s beautiful on its own
Thanks for the chapter! ❤
Hmmmmm the scent of tea~ omegas get such nice smells
I, myself, like the smell of tea uwu
they are so into each other.. so romantic and silly hehe
i love how well written this ah!!!! <3 thank u for the chapter~
Please dont make my babies sad ;(
My mind is blank and I want sweet tea now
😍
That poor baby. You show him, beauty! Show him what he’s really worth.
Ok, so spongy! Now I hope many kisses, kisses, kisses. ♡