This Omega Kisses Too Fiercely [Transmigration] - Chapter 15

The cramped space beneath the jacket lent a thrill of illicit excitement to the kiss. The overwhelming scent of peach oolong tea grew more intense, a fragrance he found utterly impossible to resist. Even if his mind told him to hold steady, he couldn’t control his body’s honest reaction.

He really liked Luo Xinghe’s pheromones.

His body felt flushed, burning, and restless.

“Mmph…”

He couldn’t even stop himself from letting out an embarrassing sound.

When Luo Xinghe finally let go, his legs felt so weak he nearly slid to the floor. Luo Xinghe caught him by the waist to keep him from falling, while his free hand braced against the wall beside his face.

Their foreheads pressed together, their heavy breathing amplified by the echoes of the stairwell, making the atmosphere feel incredibly intimate.

“Hey, who told you you could” Lu You, caught off guard by the forced kiss, was about to scold him when he looked up and locked eyes with Luo Xinghe’s tear-filled gaze.

In that instant, it felt as if his heart had been struck by a heavy weight. He couldn’t describe the sensation, but it was a deep, stabbing discomfort that was hard to put into words.

He felt a weight on his shoulder as Luo Xinghe buried his face in the crook of his neck, arms wrapping around him in a fragile gesture, smelling of peach oolong.

“You felt bad for me when they talked about me like that, didn’t you?”

Perhaps because they had just kissed, Luo Xinghe’s voice carried a hint of raspiness. As his warm breath brushed against his ear, Lu You felt his sensitive body give a slight shiver.

“Let go.” Lu You raised his hand to push him away, only to find he lacked the strength. In fact, a certain part of his body was beginning to heat up.

This wasn’t good. As an Alpha, he was failing miserably.

[Lu You, if this continues, he’s going to trigger your rut. Stop this.]

Luo Xinghe felt Lu You’s body trembling and tightened his embrace. He knew Lu You was too drained by the pheromone stimulation to struggle, which was why he was being so obediently held.

He greedily inhaled the faint, overflowing scent of Baileys and milk from Lu You’s neck. “They insulted me, but the Young Master defended me. I’m so happy.”

His voice was choked with a sob yet carried a smile, a sound that made one’s heart ache for him.

He didn’t believe Lu You could forget their memories so easily. Their memories… they were so beautiful, weren’t they?

He refused to believe Lu You would discard him just because of a gender defect.

“It’s your own fault for being so weak and letting people bully you. I wasn’t protecting you, I just felt that having someone of mine be that pathetic was an embarrassment to my name.” Lu You fought the heat rising in his body. He wanted to stop too, but he.

Under the stimulation of the pheromones, that indescribable emotion became so entangled that it made his heart ache, even suppressing the psychological revulsion that had yet to surface.

Revulsion.

Luo Xinghe didn’t care at all about what Lu You said. His focus landed entirely on four words:

Someone of mine.

In an angle where Lu You couldn’t see, an inscrutable smile appeared in the depths of his eyes.

“I know I’m useless and brought shame to the Young Master,” Luo Xinghe said. “Therefore, I am not worthy of your affection.”

Lu You: What kind of “playing weak” tactic was this? He turned his head to look at Luo Xinghe resting on his shoulder. “At least you have some self-awareness. Now let go.”

“Song Xi hurt you like that, so why do you still like him? Is it just to draw a clear line between us?”

The question left Lu You momentarily speechless. Honestly, he had been stupid enough to only just realize he was being used by Song Xi, but he hadn’t expected their goals to align so perfectly, both aiming to provoke Luo Xinghe.

Fine then. Since Song Xi’s target was already him, he might as well play along. If he didn’t, he would never get back to his own world.

“Love is just love,” he said, ducking out from under Luo Xinghe’s arm.

“…And what about me? Can you just stop loving me the moment you decide to? Was there really never even a little bit of love?”

His footsteps faltered.

Hearing Luo Xinghe ask this, he could even hear the strain and tremble in his voice. That tiny sliver of hope conveyed through the details of his speech was so small, yet it felt infinitely magnified in Lu You’s ears, radiating a fragility that would make anyone turn back and offer comfort.

But he couldn’t.

Because this wasn’t his world. This was a world with a predetermined ending, a story he had read from start to finish.

He knew exactly how it ended: Luo Xinghe becoming a lonely king.

“No,” he said, turning back to smile at Luo Xinghe. “I’m sorry.”

It was a devastatingly cruel sentence.

Luo Xinghe watched the smile on Lu You’s face. The sunlight from the hallway fell upon him, outlining a warm, crescent-eyed smile that truly made him look like an angel sent from heaven. At the beginning, he really was like an angel. But why, just because of a gender defect, did he turn his face away and treat him like a demon, acting as if even Song Xi’s betrayal didn’t matter?

Was being powerful really that important?

It was.

Because he wanted Lu You.

A slight curve appeared at the corner of his mouth as he smiled back at Lu You. “It’s okay. I’ll wait for you.”

Lu You: “Remember to take your suppressors, your scent is too strong!”

They were truly a match for one another, equals in strength.

He turned and bolted. This was no place to linger! He needed time to think of another plan!

The moment Lu You turned his back, the curve of Luo Xinghe’s lips vanished. Coldness instantly smoothed over his disguise.

Suppressors?

No one could smell his pheromones except Lu You. There was no need for suppressors.

Remembering that he still held the secret of Lu You’s rut, he raised his hand to slowly wipe away his tears. His gaze followed Lu You’s retreating figure, his eyes swirling with complex emotions.

As long as Lu You went into rut, it would awaken his dark attributes.

But if Lu You’s rut came early, before he turned twenty.

Things would go wrong.

When Lu You entered the classroom, Song Xi looked a bit nervous. He didn’t know if Lu You had overheard what was said earlier and was trying to figure out what to say. However, as Lu You passed him, he smelled a very sweet pheromone scent. It was the Baileys and milk scent he had smelled once before, and it didn’t belong to Luo Xinghe.

Luo Xinghe’s pheromones had no scent.

Was it Lu You’s?

Why would an Alpha have such a sweet scent? It wasn’t even slightly aggressive.

Lu You hurried to his seat and collapsed against the back of his chair. He felt like Luo Xinghe’s pheromones were still clinging to him, making him feel feverish and weak in the knees.

[If you keep being this intimate with Luo Xinghe, you’ll easily fall into a pseudo-rut.]

Lu You: [! Didn’t you say kissing could stop it?]

[It seems it’s lost its effectiveness for you. In the future, you might start wanting more. Control yourself and keep your distance from Luo Xinghe. Stop sleeping in the same bed.]

Lu You: [QAQ]

[Luo Xinghe is a master of disguise. His heart is full of hatred. Even if he loves you, he will eventually hurt you. Being harsh with him is for your own sake, to prevent you from being hurt again. Whatever you do, don’t invest your feelings in him.]

[What do you mean ‘again’?]

But when he asked the question, Aidodo was already silent.

What did that mean?

“Young Master Lu, earlier I…”

Lu You looked up. He was annoyed by Song Xi’s guilty expression. I endured my fear of water to have a candlelight dinner with you on a pool, and you actually pushed me in?

Do you love Luo Xinghe that much?

“Last night wasn’t on purpose, I just lost my footing for a second.”

Lu You gave him a sidelong glance. “You love me so much you want to kill me?”

Song Xi’s expression froze. As if his true thoughts had been exposed, he waved his hands frantically. “No, no, that’s not it! How could I dare?”

He watched Lu You’s face closely. Seeing that Lu You didn’t seem truly angry, he immediately changed the subject. “I heard Young Master Murong and Young Master Shangguan are coming back this month. Can I go? Please, let me go! Introduce me to them, Young Master Lu~”

Oh? The legendary “Silly Young Master Squad” of Murong and Shangguan were finally appearing?

There was a scene in the original where the host, Lu You, went on vacation with his group of “fair-weather friends” who had just returned from abroad. He had actually planned to set Luo Xinghe up with his two buddies, which nearly caused a massive disaster.

The most heart-wrenching part of the novel involved Lu You and his friends plotting to force themselves on Luo Xinghe. But with Song Xi wanting to join, it was hard to say how the plot would go.

Still, Song Xi really had some nerve.

He actually dared to ask for an introduction?

Thinking about the upcoming plot, he felt confused again. No matter how much the original Lu You hated Luo Xinghe, it shouldn’t have gone that far. Did he really hate him that much?

To this day, he still didn’t understand why the original host hated Luo Xinghe so intensely.

The beginning of their story was so beautiful. He thought it was a story of salvation, only to find it was a story of mutual torment.

Out of the corner of his eye, he saw Luo Xinghe walk in from the back. His entire aura was dejected, looking every bit like someone who had been severely crushed, a seamless transition from the man who had just kissed him forcefully.

He pulled his gaze away from Luo Xinghe and smiled at Song Xi. “Of course you can go.”

Whatever. He’d follow the plot for now and adapt as he went.

Luo Xinghe watched Lu You with a dark, brooding gaze. That resentment of being discarded made the jealousy in his heart swell like a balloon.

How could he be so sweet with Song Xi immediately after kissing him?

“Let Luo Xinghe go too. Everyone knew you two were together before, but now that you’ve broken up, they don’t know yet. You should go and tell them to show how firm your decision was. Make it official,” Song Xi said, sliding his chair closer to sit right next to Lu You with a pouting expression. “Unless you can’t forget about him, Young Master Lu?”

Lu You shifted his seat to create some distance. This Song Xi was a rare “male green tea” archetype, always trying to use him to provoke Luo Xinghe while also planning to block Luo Xinghe later. He was certainly busy.

He glanced at Luo Xinghe, who was back in his seat, thinking about how the guy had “helped” him and then kissed him. Hmph.

“I’m not letting Luo Xinghe go.”

Just as he said it, his lower back suddenly went weak. That scent of peach oolong tea began to swirl around his nose again, making his whole body flush with heat. He glared at the culprit, Luo Xinghe.

Again?!!

Luo Xinghe happened to turn his head, a smile on his face as he twirled a pen. “Young Master, I want to go.”

The more gently he smiled, the more aggressively his peach oolong pheromones spread. To anyone else, his pheromones had no scent; unless he was angry, no one could feel this Omega pheromone carrying dark attributes.

Only Lu You, who had a 100% compatibility rate, could smell the peach.

He saw that Lu You’s ears were incredibly red. He thought to himself that he had to be ruthless. Only then would Lu You listen to him. Otherwise, when would he ever possess Lu You and become strong?

Song Xi felt a subtle and intimate tension between the two. As an Omega, he was quite sensitive, especially when he caught a whiff of Lu You’s faint pheromones, which sent a strange, numbing sensation through him.

It was just like that time outside the restroom when he was nearly triggered into heat.

His hand uncontrollably climbed up Lu You’s arm, his eyes moist. “Young Master Lu, you smell so good.”

Smack—

Song Xi:  His face was knocked aside as a piece of clothing suddenly struck him, cutting his flirtation short.

Lu You:  Everything went dark as a jacket landed over his head. Inhaling the scent, he realized it was Luo Xinghe’s jacket. The peach oolong fragrance filled his nose, making his waist so weak he slumped back into his chair, unable to sit up straight. “Luo Xinghe!”

He ripped the jacket off and yelled at the culprit.

Luo Xinghe secretly hid the smile in his eyes, taking in the unnatural flush on Lu You’s neck. He said:

“Class is starting.”

Lu You balled up the jacket to throw it back, but after a second, he silently pulled it into his lap. This jacket…

It smelled really good.

Lu You, torment him. Don’t go easy on him.

Lu You: “!”

Who! Who said that?

He looked around in a panic.

Wait, wasn’t that his own voice?

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