When the Villainous Boss Acts as the Protagonist (Quick Transmigration) - Chapter 25

Chapter 25: Zerg World 25 — He Is His Most Loyal Believer

Inside the room, the last trace of light completely vanished as time slipped away.

Chu Sicheng leaned lazily against the headboard, his head tilted back slightly. His eyes, usually so clear they seemed bottomless, were now veiled with a thin mist, allowing him only a blurred view of the female before him.

Pleasure washed over him like a tide, surging through his body while gradually settling the parched heat within.

His Adam’s apple bobbed twice. The beautiful male lifted his gaze slightly, his fingertips brushing against Alex’s sweat-dampened cheek. Then, as a reward when the female leaned in seeking a kiss, he tilted his head up to meet those crimson, wet, and heated lips.

“Mmh…”

In the darkness, it was impossible to tell who had mischievously applied more pressure, or who had let out an uncontrollable groan from the back of their throat under the sudden stimulation.

Fingertips tightened instinctively, leaving ambiguous marks on the delicate skin.

The scent of citrus grew increasingly heavy. For a moment, Alex couldn’t even distinguish whether what he was doing was a dream or reality.

The sound of water.

The ragged breathing.

And that citrus fragrance that nearly squeezed all the air out of the room.

Everything was intimate and dreamlike.

Especially the male before him.

With blue-grey eyes half-lidded and red lips—which usually only wore smiles of mockery or mischief—parted slightly to exhale, the male looked like an evil god born from the darkness against the black backdrop of the wall. He lured one in, made one addicted, and easily drew out secrets usually hidden deep in the heart.

Alex watched as this “evil god” raised a supple hand to rest on his neck. A thumb pressed lightly against his Adam’s apple, fingertips rotating slightly, increasing the pressure bit by bit.

The fair skin turned flushed under the friction. Simultaneously, the pheromones became so dense that Alex felt every pore on his body was receiving the scent of citrus.

Amidst a blank mind, Alex even had the illusion that his entire being was completely under Chu Sicheng’s control.

“Zerg Lord…”

He leaned down uncontrollably, collapsing onto Chu Sicheng and burying his head in the crook of the male’s neck.

Perhaps it was just his imagination, but he felt the pheromones were strongest here. They were so potent that he instinctively pressed his lips to the male’s shoulder, sticking out his tongue to lick the skin repeatedly, as if trying to swallow the pheromones whole.

He loved this scent too much—warm and sweet, it easily bewitched a Zerg into losing all reason, leaving only the instinct to chase more of the concentrated pheromones.

“Zerg Lord…”

Alex couldn’t help but call out to the male again.

This title, which the male had commanded him to use, was actually more commonly used between a master and a pet in Zerg society.

If Alex were sober, saying it might have caused shame or embarrassment. But at this moment, in this room visited only by moonlight and filled with the scent of citrus, Alex, controlled by instinct, couldn’t think that far.

He only knew that every time he uttered the title, the pheromones on the male would grow a fraction stronger.

With lashes lowered, those green eyes—described in the original text as gloomy and thin-blooded—lost some of their coldness under the influence of desire. Black strands of hair fell softly over his forehead, and combined with his blurred gaze, he looked like the most obedient believer at the side of an evil god.

Using all his strength, he wanted to obtain everything from his deity, while simultaneously being willing to offer his entire self to that one and only god.

To him.

Everything to him.

In the silence of the deep night, the female tremblingly pressed his burning lips to the male’s collarbone.

He had bitten that spot painfully before.

Now the scars had vanished, but under his suction, new red flowers bloomed.

He seemed… completely out of control.

But not yet.

“Alex…”

Chu Sicheng reached out to touch the female’s cheek, his voice incredibly soft. His fingertips moved slowly upward from the cheek to the corner of the eye, then to the forehead, and finally into the thick hair.

With a sharp pull, the female’s head was forced up.

Chu Sicheng’s gaze fell on Alex’s face, which was flushed with desire. He parted his red lips and whispered:

“Alex, tell me. That day your female father told you to apply for a date, how exactly did you refuse him?”

“How I refused…”

Alex blinked, regaining a sliver of reason under the male’s inquiry.

“I said I didn’t need it.”

“And then?” Chu Sicheng’s finger landed on Alex’s lip. He slowed his movements, gently kneading the female’s lip pearl as if rewarding him with space to breathe in exchange for the answer.

“And then…”

Alex’s gaze instinctively fell on Chu Sicheng. His Adam’s apple bobbed. The conversation he had intended to hide deep in his heart flowed out from his parted lips as the male’s fingertip entered his mouth.

“He told me not to forget who I am just because I received your pheromones a few times.”

“He said wanting to be with you was just a pipe dream.”

“He said the rank difference between us would result in me draining you into a mummified corpse during a consolation.”

The female spoke word for word, sounding like an accusation yet also like a worry. However, his strong waist didn’t stop moving despite his worried tone.

Teeth lightly bit the tip of his tongue. Chu Sicheng kept one hand on Alex’s waist and couldn’t help but chuckle.

“And how did you respond then?”

“Alex, do you want to drain me into a mummified corpse?” the male whispered.

“Of course not!”

“Then right now… do you want to stop?”

“I don’t want to either…”

“Why?” Chu Sicheng asked.

Why refuse to let go even when knowing clearly that the two were extremely mismatched?

And why did you blacken because of those words from your female father?

Alex, tell me: the moment you pulled me onto this bed, what were you thinking?

What did you want to obtain?

Chu Sicheng gently traced the female’s dazed features with his fingertip, waiting patiently for an answer he already knew.

The broken lips became wetter under the licking of his tongue. Then, Chu Sicheng watched as Alex slowly opened his mouth.

“Because… I like you.”

The female tremblingly held his heart out before Chu Sicheng.

“Because, I like you.”

I like you, Zerg Lord…

That’s why I won’t accept the claim that F and SS ranks can’t be together. That’s why I blackened at the thought of you leaving.

Even if it were just a joke played by the male.

Because of liking, he cared.

And because of liking, he lost control.

Wanting to obtain, wanting to possess, wanting to be stained with each other’s scent from the inside out…

“Greedy child,” Chu Sicheng sighed. “But, I allow your greed.”

Because of the female’s honesty, and because of the fire within his own body that hadn’t completely died out.

The final shackle between them was released. Chu Sicheng raised his arms to cradle Alex’s cheeks. He didn’t use much strength, yet the female willingly lowered his head.

Their lips met once more, carrying sparks of heat.

Alex gripped him tighter. During the movement, the white shirt slid off Chu Sicheng’s shoulders like a veil, revealing the even more enticing, white-jade skin beneath.

The comm-link by the bed exhausted its last bit of energy after vibrating for a long time. The “Pure Green” system had been locked in the “little black room” the moment the female pulled Chu Sicheng onto the bed. Thus, in this drama that began in the punishment room, only the two of them remained at the end.

On the large black bed, their shadows intertwined until the first light of dawn, when the shirt sleeve hanging off the foot of the bed finally stopped swaying.

Alex felt as though he had a very long dream. In the dream, he finally plucked the orange he liked so much from the tree.

The dream was so realistic that when he woke, he still felt trapped in that thick citrus fragrance.

The sky outside had grown bright. Golden sunlight spilled into the room, illuminating every corner and allowing Alex to clearly see the platinum-blonde head buried under the covers nearby, with only the crown of the head showing.

Alex couldn’t help but reach out to pull the quilt down slightly.

The male seemed to be sleeping soundly. His soft features, under the warm sunlight, lost their last hint of edge. Long, thick lashes covered those mischievous eyes, making him look even more harmless.

So… it wasn’t a dream at all!

The male had truly given him a deep consolation!

Fragments of memory rushed into his mind as he gradually became more alert.

Yesterday from the private room at Qing Garden to the isolation room, and then to the bed in his own room every detail surfaced. Especially that sentence: “I like you.”

Alex instinctively touched his lips.

A slight stinging pain reminded him again that he wasn’t dreaming.

All that intimacy, those kisses, and him actively opening his mouth.

Alex pressed his hand over his mouth even harder. With every breath, he felt the citrus scent lingering in his throat, making his heart race uncontrollably.

Alex sat dazed on the bed for a while before remembering to get up.

He thought he should do something, like prepare food, so the male could fill his stomach the moment he woke up. After all, the other had indeed exerted a lot of effort yesterday.

However, just as Alex had cleaned himself up and picked up his comm-link from the floor to put it on the energy pad for charging, the screen lit up with countless messages and missed voice calls.

The sheer volume of notifications nearly froze the screen, making Alex frown in confusion. Having collapsed into the male’s arms early yesterday and being sent to the isolation zone, he didn’t know what had happened afterward.

But that didn’t matter; he would find out soon.

A few seconds after turning the comm-link back on, a new voice call came through.

It was his female father.

Looking at the missed calls, starting from yesterday afternoon, his female father had called almost every few hours, even through the night.

Could it be that the other knew he had entered a mental riot and was now with Ryan?

Alex pursed his lips and, after a pause, chose to answer.

He had intended to say hello, but the female on the other side gave him no chance to speak.

“What on earth were you doing yesterday?!”

The moment the call connected, his female father’s reproachful voice came through. Then, without waiting for an explanation, he dropped several bombshells.

“Do you know that Lord Elio met with disaster at Qing Garden yesterday? The tendons in his hands and feet were severed before he was tossed onto the street!”

“And Friedrich, he suddenly entered a mental riot at Qing Garden yesterday. He not only destroyed the surrounding structures but also severely injured more than one Lord dining there.”

“Even worse was Lord Fero. After being drugged, he was tossed to a group of low-level females and suffered immense physical and mental harm!”

“Of course, you should know I wouldn’t tell you this for no reason, nor would I call you all night just for that!”

“Alex!”

Marshal Saxon’s solemn voice reached Alex’s ears.

“I’m telling you this because, among those three I mentioned, two of them have accused the male from the Trash Planet whom you like of causing all their injuries!”

Ryan?!

Alex instinctively looked back at the male still sleeping soundly on the bed.

Hadn’t the other also been drugged yesterday? How could he have the strength to do so much?!

Alex didn’t believe it.

But the female on the other side had no time to listen to his defense. He hastily left a final sentence:

“That Lord should be with you right now, shouldn’t he? Have him get ready to attend the tribunal this afternoon!”

With that, Saxon hung up.

The room fell silent again. Alex looked down at the comm-link in his hand. After a long while, he stood up and walked toward the bed.

Though he didn’t want to wake the male, the tribunal was starting this afternoon. He had to ask the male’s opinion on the matter beforehand.

He needed to see if the other wanted to deal with those people further, or just kill them all.

He wasn’t sure if he was being influenced by Chu Sicheng or if it was the result of his “blackening,” but Alex’s thoughts were becoming increasingly dark and bloody.

However, while he was getting ready to embrace his “villain” persona, Chu Sicheng, still lying on the bed, seemed to be faltering.

“Ryan?”

Alex leaned over and called out softly.

It was normal; some people just slept very soundly.

But when he called several times and the male still didn’t respond, Alex felt something was wrong.

“Ryan?”

Alex reached out toward Chu Sicheng, intending to shake his shoulder, but the moment he touched him, he felt a searing heat.

It was only then that Alex noticed the breathing of the figure buried under the quilt was getting weaker and weaker, and even the heartbeat was slowing down bit by bit.

Alex’s eyes widened in shock.

“Ryan!”

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