This Omega Kisses Too Fiercely [Transmigration] - Chapter 8

Lu You felt incredibly uncomfortable. He reached up to tug at his uniform collar, unfastening the top button that had been done up to the very limit, but it did nothing to soothe the dry heat surging up from the base of his spine.

No way. Didn’t Ai Duo Duo say it wasn’t time yet? If I go into heat before I’ve even managed to torment Luo Xinghe, how is this plot supposed to go?

Stealing a glance at Luo Xinghe, who was following closely behind, Lu You gritted his teeth and stopped in his tracks. He turned sideways to face him. “Why are you still following me? Did I give you permission? Get lost!”

“Didn’t Young Master say he wanted me to teach him?” Luo Xinghe took a step forward. His gaze was clear, taking in every bit of the crimson flush on Lu You’s face. As he drew closer, he caught the scent of Baileys Irish Cream radiating from Lu You, thick and intoxicating.

Was he triggered by my pheromones?

This scent… it’s so sweet.

Is this my Young Master’s pheromone?

As Luo Xinghe approached, Lu You found the scent of Peach Oolong tea pheromones becoming even more overwhelming. He took a reflexive step back, his legs suddenly turning to jelly.

Luo Xinghe was quick, reaching out to steady him.

The moment their bodies touched, it was like an explosive chemical reaction. Their pheromones became violently entangled.

Lu You felt like he was going crazy. His whole body felt like it was trapped in a furnace, a restless heat screaming for release. He looked at Luo Xinghe with burning eyes, as if the person in front of him were a delicious piece of cake.

He was losing control. He didn’t want this, but he never could have imagined that the “crazy” heat cycles described in the book were actually this insane.

Right now, he was so far gone he wanted to…

Strip.

Yesterday, he had faked it. Today, he truly wanted to rip his clothes off.

He gripped his collar tight, struggling to keep his composure, and used his other hand to shove Luo Xinghe away. “I don’t need your help. Move.”

He turned and hurried away. He had to get as far from Luo Xinghe as possible. That scent was—

Lethal.

Luo Xinghe let him go. He listened to Lu You’s voice, which had grown so weak it was enough to make anyone’s heart race.

He stood there, watching Lu You’s retreating figure, which looked almost like a frantic escape. His gaze shifted toward the restroom sign in the distance, his eyes darkening with hidden thoughts.

After a moment, he began to follow.

Lu You practically lunged into the restroom. Beyond the searing heat, he felt a wave of nausea. He slammed the stall door shut, propped himself up over the toilet, and wretched.

After he finished, he flipped the lid down and collapsed onto it, panting. He bent over, burying his face in his hands. This restless, feverish discomfort was a sensation he couldn’t even put into words.

When Luo Xinghe had been close, he felt a powerful urge to get even closer, yet that proximity also made him feel sick. It was as if his psychology and physiology were at war, one screaming “I love this” while the other screamed “I hate it.”

Suddenly, a thought struck him.

When he was reading the book, he had enjoyed the drama so much that he’d overlooked a lot. Looking back now, there were details that had confused him—details he’d skipped over without much thought—that finally seemed to have an answer.

Why was the original Lu You so good to Luo Xinghe at first, only to undergo a complete personality shift and treat him with extreme loathing after discovering Luo Xinghe had a gender defect? If it was purely because of the defect, wasn’t that a bit forced?

He groaned in pain as the thought passed.

[Ai Duo Duo, do you know what’s going on?]

[You’re being influenced by Luo Xinghe, but this is only a pseudocyesis-style false heat. Your pheromones are leaking and you’re having a physical reaction, but you haven’t reached the actual heat stage yet. If you had, you wouldn’t be able to sit here talking to me. This is exactly what Luo Xinghe wants.]

Lu You wiped the cold sweat from his brow. [But the longer I smell him, the more nauseous I feel.]

[Isn’t that the perfect chance to keep him at arm’s length?]

Lu You looked up from his palms, a sudden realization hitting him. Oh, right! That’s exactly it. He didn’t even need to make a scene about his own gender defect. He could just continue the original character’s scumbag behavior. He’d just say he felt like throwing up whenever Luo Xinghe got close. It would provoke Luo Xinghe further while giving him a reason to keep the guy away so he wouldn’t be triggered into a full heat.

What a perfect excuse!

Outside the door, Luo Xinghe heard the sound of Lu You retching. He had initially thought Lu You was reacting to his pheromones, but now it seemed that wasn’t the case.

The disappointment deep in his eyes was quickly swallowed by concern. He raised his hand, preparing to knock.

“Luo Xinghe, don’t you dare come near me again without my permission. Do you hear me?”

Luo Xinghe’s hand froze in mid-air. Hearing Lu You’s weak voice paired with such heartless, cold words, his concern was instantly suppressed. In its place rose an uncontrollable violence that consumed the worry.

Don’t come near you?

He lowered his gaze to the slight crack in the door. His pupils were deep, his dark eyes like a gathering storm. An aura he had never shown in front of Lu You began to radiate from him. All the feigned weakness and indifference he had practiced turned to ash, revealing a raw, twisted mix of love and hate.

With a soft creak, the door was pushed open.

Lu You was leaning against the toilet with his eyes closed, trying to ride out the discomfort, when he heard the door open. He snapped his eyes open to see Luo Xinghe stepping inside. Before he could react, that scent of Peach Oolong tea came crashing over him.

“Who told you that you could come in?!”

In that instant, the overwhelming pheromones felt like a net tightening around him, accompanied by an uncontrollable tingling sensation. He was, after all, an Alpha now. Even if he was a defective Alpha, it was hard to resist an Omega’s pheromones. To make matters worse, both he and Luo Xinghe had gender defects, meaning their attraction index far exceeded that of normal Alphas and Omegas. Just smelling Luo Xinghe’s scent made it nearly impossible to control himself.

But right now, he was a defective Alpha with a heat cycle and “Mate-Seeking Syndrome.” If he actually marked Luo Xinghe, he had no idea what he’d become. He might truly end up like the second half of the book, at Luo Xinghe’s mercy, nothing more than a doll that only knew how to beg for more.

[Lu You, hold it together. Song Xi will be here soon. If Luo Xinghe has a brain, he won’t let Song Xi find out something is wrong with you.]

[Besides, Luo Xinghe doesn’t know you can go into heat yet. He’ll just think you’re disgusted by him because he’s a defective Omega. Even if you’re triggered, you have to endure it. Find a way to “act cute” or bluff your way through this so he stops releasing pheromones.]

Lu You felt like he was being fried in a pan. Act cute? In this tiny stall?

He reached up to tug at his collar. Opening it further finally allowed him to catch his breath, but the nausea surged from his stomach again. He looked at Luo Xinghe with localized fury.

“Get out!”

Luo Xinghe quietly closed the restroom door. With a soft click, he locked it, then dropped to one knee in front of Lu You.

Panting, Lu You looked down into Luo Xinghe’s eyes. He could clearly see the greed in them, a hunger to devour him whole. That scent brushed past his nose again, and his body temperature skyrocketed.

This was getting impossible to resist.

How could he make Luo Xinghe stop?

“Young Master, are you suffering?” Luo Xinghe’s gaze settled on Lu You’s partially open collar. The platinum patterns of the uniform contrasted with the delicate collarbone, creating an indescribable aesthetic.

He watched a bead of sweat slide from Lu You’s temple, trailing past the corner of his eye like a tear. The moment that drop fell from his cheek onto his shoulder, Luo Xinghe felt the beast inside him wake up. Not to mention, his Young Master’s face was flushed and his eyes were misty. He was clearly in a vulnerable state, practically telling Luo Xinghe that he was fair game.

“Who’s suffering? Scram.” Lu You felt like even his breath was scalding. He tried to push Luo Xinghe away and stand up, but his balance faltered, and he tumbled straight into Luo Xinghe’s arms.

Luo Xinghe caught him steadily. Feeling the hot breath against his shoulder as Lu You’s head rested there, the gland at the back of his own neck began to itch with a craving for more.

He looked down at the soft, weakened Lu You in his arms and said with a hint of vindictiveness, “If you aren’t suffering, why have you become like this? You’re the high-and-mighty, invincible Alpha. Why are you collapsing in my arms? Why is your face so flushed, as if… you need me to do something to you?”

Lu You gritted his teeth and grabbed Luo Xinghe’s shoulder, using it as leverage to sit back up. Damn it, his lower back was so weak he could barely stay upright.

“You have three seconds to vanish from my sight!” He tried to shove Luo Xinghe again, but before he could, another wave of nausea hit him. He turned his head away and covered his mouth.

Luo Xinghe held him steady as he slumped again, acting as if he hadn’t heard the threat. He placed a hand on the back of Lu You’s neck, guiding his head toward his own scent gland. He whispered, “Young Master, can you smell it? The scent coming from my gland.”

“Urgh” The smell felt incredibly pungent to Lu You’s senses, even as his body burned for it. It was like he was being ripped in two. He immediately slapped his hand over Luo Xinghe’s exposed gland. “Wear a high collar from now on. Don’t show me your gland. It makes me want to vomit!”

Luo Xinghe looked at Lu You in disbelief. Lu You was actually nauseated by his enticing peach scent?! Could Lu You not smell how good it was?

“Trying to seduce me? Give it a rest.” Once the scent was slightly muffled, Lu You felt a little less miserable. He reached out, clamped his hand around Luo Xinghe’s chin, and looked at him heartlessly. “I will never like you. Do you understand?”

Upon hearing those words, the pheromones radiating from Luo Xinghe surged again, wrapping around Lu You without restraint.

Perhaps triggered by Luo Xinghe’s aggression, another sweet, creamy scent began to drift into the air.

It was Lu You’s Baileys Irish Cream pheromone.

Luo Xinghe’s eyes darkened as he caught the scent. Even the tips of the fingers Lu You used to grip his chin carried that sweetness. He really had triggered him.

His Young Master… his scent is so cute.

His Adam’s apple bobbed. He wanted Lu You to mark him.

“Young Master, do you want to mark me?”

Lu You clenched his teeth, fighting the onslaught of pheromones. Being the catalyst for the Big Boss’s blackening was way too hard! He had to provoke the guy while simultaneously protecting his own virginity.

“Mark you? In your dreams!”

“Which Omega is in heat?!” Just then, Song Xi’s voice drifted in from outside the door. “What a sweet smell. Is that… cream?”

Lu You’s heart skipped a beat. Crap! The cream scent is mine!

How could a guy as Alpha as him be caught smelling like milk?!

Thinking fast, he leaned forward and clamped his hand over Luo Xinghe’s mouth. “Luo Xinghe, you actually left the house without inhibitors. Going into heat in a public restroom, aren’t you afraid of causing a riot?!”

Luo Xinghe: “…”

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