Captured By The Cold Detective (BL)-Chapter 92: Don’t Worry

He Juan was still struggling to contain the trembles on his body. His mind was floating, weaving through the clouds and bathing under the moonlight, and for a split second, he glimpsed upon what Heaven was like. It was such a thrilling and overwhelming sensation, one that made his cell buzz in excitement.

When he calmed down enough to open his eyes again, it was in time to see Mu Yuze scooping into the mess He Juan had created on his chest, rubbing it between his fingers before bringing it into his mouth for a taste, still with an intoxicated daze on his face.

The hint of red tongue that darted out between those luscious lips as it licked away the creamy cum was akin to the purest sin itself.

He Juan’s vision went dark and his soul almost dissipated once again. Shaken, he took Mu Yuze’s wrist in his grasp, preventing him from doing anything which would potentially send He Juan straight to his doom. "Xiao Ze... that’s..." he forced out a strained chuckle. "Don’t eat that, okay? It’s unhygienic..."

Mu Yuze stared at him for one long moment before murmuring in an accusing tone, "...But you did it earlier."

"Huh?" It was only when Mu Yuze brought it up did He Juan recall what he had done. Heat crawled up his neck in embarrassment, but he still put on a solemn look on his face and told the silly omega seriously. "It’s okay for me to do that. But you can’t."

Mu Yuze’s face darkened in displeasure, apparently detecting a whole load of bullshit in He Juan’s words.

He Juan sensed it with every fiber in his body that the omega would be up to no good again. It was not completely impossible for him to take more of He Juan’s cum into his mouth, just for the sake of defying He Juan’s words. Before such a devastating sight could land in He Juan’s eyes, he immediately rolled off Mu Yuze’s body and stood up. "I think I should—"

Alas, he had moved too fast and his mind went blank for a second. It was like someone had struck a wooden block on the heavy temple gong, the sound reverberating through He Juan’s brain. As a result, he suddenly lost his balance and staggered to the side.

Mu Yuze sat up, alarmed, and caught He Juan’s body before he could crash to the ground. "Juan-gege!" His voice shook, aghast.

"No, I..." He Juan palmed his forehead and screwed his eyes shut for a while. Once the dizziness subsided, he opened his smile and offered Mu Yuze an abashed smile. "Don’t worry, I only got up too fast. This kind of thing happens sometimes." He let out a self-deprecating chuckle.

Usually, He Juan would take note of it, but just now he was too preoccupied with the thought of Mu Yuze’s sexiness and let down his guard for a second. Goodness, why was he such a klutz?!

Mu Yuze scanned his face thoroughly for any signs of lie, and when he could find none, the tension on his face eased slightly. Only then was his attention drawn toward the skin he was touching. He had sensed it when he was holding onto He Juan’s shoulders earlier – the uneven and bumpy surface on the skin of his back. But it was not until he gave it a glance that his entire body froze in shock.

He Juan did not notice anything amiss. He patted the back of Mu Yuze’s hand and gestured toward the bathroom. "Stay here. I will clean you a bit, okay?" This time, he made sure to raise slowly and made his way to the bathroom, still with his chiseled chest bare and his trousers hanging low on his angular hips.

Behind him, Mu Yuze’s gaze was almost scorching.

He Juan’s long hair covered the majority of his back from sight, but... Mu Yuze had caught a clear glimpse of what was hidden underneath. Earlier, he had considered the scars on He Juan’s chest as dense and terrifying, however it was only because he had not seen He Juan’s back yet.

Rather than scars, it was more like someone had taken a saw knife to flay his beautiful skin bit by bit until nothing was left but a hideous patch of rough and rugged area. And it was not small at all. It covered almost the entirety of his back.

Mu Yuze’s stomach dropped and his fists clenched by his side.

Exactly what had He Juan gone through when he disappeared seven years ago? Alas, even if he desperately wanted to seek the truth, the person himself no longer had any memory of it...

Mu Yuze saw He Juan returning with a wet cloth steaming in warmth and forcefully loosened the tension on his jaws.

"Sorry for the wait. Here, you must feel uncomfortable." He Juan plopped down beside him, grabbed his wrist and gently wiped his finger one by one. After he was done with both hands, he turned to clean the mess on Mu Yuze’s cheeks, neck and chest, his movements exceedingly gentle and careful. When his gaze continued to lower until it arrived at the intimate part of the omega, he cleared his throat and averted his gaze awkwardly. "Are you feeling cold? Wait a minute— where is that jacket we discarded earlier..."

He Juan found the suit jacket somewhere on the corner of the couch and picked it up. When he wanted to drape it over the omega’s body, he paused when he noticed the look Mu Yuze was giving him. "Xiao Ze, why do you look a little..."

"A little what?"

A little sad.

However, when He Juan took a closer look, Mu Yuze seemed no different than usual. It was as if the previous sadness was akin to mist floating above clouds, dissipating as fast as it came. Could it be only a figment of his imagination?

"...No, it’s nothing." He Juan shook his head and chose not to say anything in the end. He wrapped Mu Yuze in the big suit jacket until he became a burrito then carried him into his arms.

Mu Yuze’s arms naturally wrapped around his shoulders, his fingertips brushing ever so slightly against the edge of the wound on his back. He Juan did not realize anything, it was more like the sensation he received from that area had become slightly dull and Mu Yuze’s touch was too light and fleeting for him to notice. He simply thought that Mu Yuze was acting spoiled and loved this side of him to death. Pressing a soft kiss to Mu Yuze’s temple, he murmured, "I will bring you to your room. Can you wash up by yourself?"

Mu Yuze shot him a speechless look as if he could not believe such a question could come from He Juan’s lips.

He looked so adorable that He Juan could not resist a chuckle. Of course, he knew that Mu Yuze could take care of himself just fine, but... he just wanted to try his chance. What if Mu Yuze decided that he was too lazy to move and wanted He Juan to wash him? Even though he was fairly certain that he could no longer receive any more stimulation tonight...

This was the first time He Juan had entered Mu Yuze’s bedroom. He was surprised at how easily it was for the omega to receive him into his private space. Omegas might not be as possessive and overbearing as Alphas, but they tended to be more sensitive and sentimental toward their own belongings. That’s why He Juan was always careful not to breach Mu Yuze’s bottom line when he was staying here.

He did not let his eyes stray and proceeded to make a beeline to the ensuite bathroom, placing Mu Yuze down inside.

"Here you go," He Juan commented, almost sad. He was very reluctant to part with Mu Yuze, especially after the intimate things they had done. If he could, he wanted to smother Mu Yuze with hugs and kisses until the end of the time. But that was not what a reasonable adult ought to do. As such, He Juan placed an easy, relaxed smile on his face as he ruffled Mu Yuze’s hair. "Don’t take too long to wash up. After that, make sure to—"

"What are you saying?" Mu Yuze grasped his wrist, effectively halting him mid-sentence.

"Huh?" He Juan blinked.

Mu Yuze’s face was frighteningly flat as he asked, "Where do you think you’re going?"