A Former Police Officer Who Died And Get A Second Life!-Chapter 58: Shared Heat

"...Leander? W-wait—ah, no, that, not there!"

Flustered at seeing it, Qiong Xing tried to react, but Leander ignored his hesitation and continued playing with his nipples.

The spot Leander touched, which had been stimulated by Elias before, seemed to bring pleasure and Qiong Xing’s hips moved against Leander’s back in response, unable to stop the instinctive movement.

"Does it feel good?"

Leander’s excited voice whispered into his ear and Qiong Xing who is tried to suppress the strange sounds escaping him nodding his head vigorously.

It was embarrassing, but he didn’t dislike it, so he desperately tried to convey that it felt good.

Even with his neck and face flushed bright red, Qiong Xing’s effort to communicate made Leander understand and he was told he was glad.

"L-Leander."

"Mm~?"

"I-I want to touch you too... please."

"Ah! Whoa, that’s dangerous. I thought I might lose control. If you say something like that all of a sudden, I can’t hold back."

Saying "dangerous, dangerous," Leander lifted Qiong Xing and placed him across his lap, straddling his hips.

Qiong Xing’s legs spread, making him even more embarrassed, but since he had said it, there was no choice but to accept it.

"Now you can touch me too, right? If you kiss me, I’ll be even happier, nn!"

Qiong Xing wrapped his hands around Leander’s cheeks and kissed him as instructed.

Putting all his feelings into it to show his love, he pressed his lips against Leander’s and Leander entwined his tongue in response.

It was Qiong Xing’s way of giving something back to his two mates when he had so little he could offer.

Kissing over and over, saying "I love you, I love you," the wet sounds of their lips echoed through the bath, intensifying their excitement.

"Ah, this feels so good."

"Mm, did it get through to you a little?"

"Yeah, it’s enough."

Seeing Leander smile brightly, Qiong Xing smiled too. Then, for the last time, he joined his hands with both of their penises while moving them up and down.

"Ah, ah, ah, I’m going, I’m going to cum!"

"Me too. Shall we go together?"

"Ah, I’m cumming, cumming, cumming—ahhh!"

"Ugh, I’m coming!"

After they caught their breath, both of them with their stomachs marked by each other’s release, they exchanged light kisses and resumed washing each other’s bodies.

Leander, in a cheerful mood, continued fussing over Qiong Xing, even trying to follow him to the toilet, which finally made Qiong Xing angry.

For the next few days, Qiong Xing spent time in the bath alternately getting accustomed to Leander and Elias handling his body.

His injuries finally healed and he was eager to start working again, but Fei stopped him this time.

"Why?"

When he said he wanted to work as soon as possible, he was asked to gather medicinal herbs.

"You know where they are, right? We don’t need much, so can you get them?"

Since that was easy enough, he immediately tried to go out, but Fei hurriedly stopped him, saying he wouldn’t be able to climb the cliff alone.

"Take the boss with you. He’s off duty today."

"Wouldn’t it be better not to take him out if he’s off?"

He said it would be a waste to make Qiong Xing act like a babysitter on his day off, but Fei shook his head.

"Even if you leave him alone, he’ll end up working anyway, so take him outside. Sorry to put you on this, but go with him for a change of pace for the boss."

Apparently, Fei thought that even on his day off, Joa would inevitably start working, so he wanted someone to forcibly get him out.

Recently, Joa seemed to have toned down his overexertion, but even now, if something caught his eye, he couldn’t help intervening.

It was a habit ingrained over the years, or perhaps just his naturally kind personality.

Either way, was Qiong Xing really a suitable companion for such a break?

"It’s definitely better than dealing with sweaty, hotheaded guys like us."

"I’m one of those hotheaded guys too."

"You’re different."

Why was Qiong Xing different?

...He glanced at his chest.

"...I’ll work hard to build up muscle then."

"Huh? No, no, no! I don’t know what you’re thinking, but I’m not saying you’re weak like a girl. You’re fine just the way you are!"

That wasn’t exactly what he meant...

He had only thought to try harder because he wondered if he was being treated like a child, but he was unexpectedly met with strong opposition.

Why does this turn into a muscle talk?

Why can’t he understand that he’s special to the boss?

"I just thought I’d like to have cool muscles like you all."

"Cool? You mean hot and sweaty, right? Well... if you say cool, then... that’s... nice, I guess."

Fei’s cheeks immediately flushed, seemingly embarrassed.

"But... muscles."

I want them too.

Even compared to Fei and the others, his old body was lacking, but now, he wanted muscles even more.

"No! We don’t need more hot and sweaty guys!"

"Fei? What are you doing?"

As he continued the back and forth with Fei, Joa happened to pass by and approaching them.

"Oh, boss, just in time! Muscles... wait, that’s not it! Never mind the muscles, take Qiong Xing and go gather herbs."

"What’s this about muscles? Well, fine. I’ll go, so you..."

"No! You two go together! Qiong Xing said he wanted a change of pace."

Somehow, Joa’s break turned into Qiong Xing’s break instead.

It was probably better if Joa didn’t listen anyway.

"Is that so?"

"Seems like it. It won’t hurt to gather some herbs while you’re at it, so can I ask you to do that?"

"What do you mean, ’seems like’? ...Well, I don’t really have anything to do anyway. Fine."

From Qiong Xing’s reaction, Joa seemed to realize whose idea this was.

He glanced briefly at Fei, but apparently thinking it was Fei’s thoughtful gesture, he agreed without objection.