最佳契合 (Perfect Match) – 十九瑶
Chapter 80
They couldn’t be separated that night and stayed together until dawn.
Maybe it was the unquenchable thirst that he felt on the first night of estrus, or maybe it was just because he hadn’t been marked yet, but He An just couldn’t seem to control his desire. As soon as his eyes closed, he was obviously worn out and ready to sleep, but even in his half-asleep state, he begged Zheng Feiluan to stay inside him and fill him up.
Zheng Feiluan spoiled him and kept him up all night.
The head of the bed, the end of the bed, the couch, the carpet, the dressing room… They had sex in every part of the bedroom, in different positions. Zheng Feiluan kissed all over He An’s skin, especially his two nipples. It was a light brown color, and it stood up straight after some fiddling. The areola was a little pink, and the breasts were flat and incredibly soft, forming a little bump when squeezed.
Zheng Feiluan really liked it.
“You used these to feed Linglan, didn’t you?” It felt warm and itchy as Zheng Feiluan slowly blew on it.
He An was shy and didn’t respond, his cheeks turning red.
“Well?” Zheng Feiluan asked quickly.
He An couldn’t help but turn his face away and say, “Other people… other omegas also fed her…”
Zheng Feiluan wouldn’t give up, “I don’t care about other people. I only care about you.”
“…Why would that matter to you?”
He An furiously pushed Zheng Feiluan with his elbow.
Zheng Feiluan laughed and brought the warm nipple into his mouth. He licked, sucked, and bit it, turning it red and swollen until it was like a hard, ripe bean. He An’s chest felt incredibly itchy. His penis, which had recently climaxed, defied its owner’s thoughts and decisively went up again, pushing against Zheng Feiluan’s lower torso.
Zheng Feiluan felt extremely pleased and didn’t ask again, and he simply said, “In the future, if you feed a baby breastmilk again, I’ll have to watch from the side.”
He An bit his lip and said, “Then… you’re only allowed to watch, and you’re not allowed to do anything else.”
“What else? What else could I do?” Zheng Feiluan noticed the topic and intentionally teased him, “An-An, I’ve never breastfed before, so I don’t know much. Just tell me.”
“…….. “
“Tell me about it.”
He An looked directly into his eyes as he watched him playfully lie on his chest. Even though he should have been embarrassed, he couldn’t help but laugh and whispered, “Stop playing dumb.”
Zheng Feiluan laughed and eagerly pecked his nipples again, then grabbed the blanket and covered himself and He An in the darkness.
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Relationships are natural, and there is no need to talk about embarrassment in bed.
That night, He An tasted the sweetness of love and quickly got drunk, like a young man who had just soaked his toe in wine. As the sun began to set, he lay on the cushion near the bay window, gripping Zheng Feiluan’s shoulders and leaning against the glass. His entire body was like a ball of soft mud, letting the other person grab and control him. His hole felt sticky and a little swollen, and from time to time, a round of bright red flesh would show up.
It was freezing cold, and it was snowing outside the house. Zheng Feiluan was worried that he would get a cold, so he wanted to cuddle him up in bed to keep him warm. But He An refused and insisted on watching the snow out the window.
“It’s quite romantic…” He whispered softly, “You should also be more romantic when in heat… It’s not enough to just do it…”
That makes sense.
But He An actually closed his eyes and enjoyed the pleasure at least 98% of the time, without even looking out the window.
Zheng Feiluan just couldn’t cry or laugh.
“Okay, I’ll listen. I’ll listen to you in bed.” He did what he was told, sat up straight, and said, “Are you okay?”
“Hmm, I’m okay… I love it so much… a little deeper… I want you in me deep…”
He An opened his mouth and moaned, saying something and then forgetting it. He was so confused that he had no idea what he was saying. If he recorded and replayed it, he’d probably die of shame and rage a hundred times while awake. But now that he was totally enjoying himself, his mind was foggy and weak, and he was personally jerking off the genitals in front of him—but he was so tired and unfocused that his arm dangled helplessly by his side halfway through.
“Feiluan…”
He lifted his eyelashes and turned to Zheng Feiluan in tears.
There was nothing between him and Zheng Feiluan, so he had to take care of him from the front and the back. He did this by holding his light-colored, firm shaft in his palm and gently stroking it in time with the rhythm of his hips. He An was finally satisfied, so he closed his eyes and started to breathe normally again.
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It was snowing, the clouds were thick, the sun was not shining, and it was still gray around seven o’clock.
From the second floor, Zheng Feiluan looked down and saw Mrs. Zhou’s figure. While staying at the mountaintop mansion, Mrs. Zhou became used to getting up early and going to bed early. She yawned and entered the courtyard with a broom, looking ready to sweep away the snow.
When she looked up from where she was, she could see He An’s white, naked back through the bay window on the second floor.
The family’s young master and young lady are in their estrus period. Any visitor, both now and in the future, will be captivated by the sight before them and will want to put their head up and take a look around.
After that, Zheng Feiluan bent down and whispered something to He An.
“…Who? Who saw… what?”
For a while, he was confused, but then he understood. In a panic, he opened his eyes quickly, grabbed Zheng Feiluan’s neck, and tried to get out of the window.
Zheng Feiluan’s little plan worked, and he was happy to catch him. This position held He An up straight and crossed his waist, which pushed his penis very deeply in. He An raised his neck and shrieked, his face grew red, his ears were heated up, his eyes were hazy, and he started trembling continuously while clinging to Zheng Feiluan.
“Don’t stomp around… walk slowly… ungh…”
In an attempt to get himself up, He An banged on Zheng Feiluan’s back and used his elbows to lift up his shoulders. Zheng Feiluan was quite cruel. Not only did he not listen to He An, but he stomped around even harder. He also intentionally made the walk longer and walked slowly twice around the bedroom.
He An couldn’t even cry longer; he was grunting and cursing, and for the first time in his life, his body kept twitching until he finally reached orgasm.
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It was 7:30 in the morning when He An, who was extremely tired, dozed off in bed. Before his next passionate surges, Zheng Feiluan took a bath, put on his nightshirt, left the bedroom, and shut the door quietly.
Although omegas don’t need to eat when they’re in heat, alphas do.
Not only do they need to eat, but they also need to eat much more than normal to make up for the calories they lost during the night. Mrs. Zhou grilled a big steak for Zheng Feiluan. She chose the finest rib fillet. There was a subtle aroma of burned butter that lingered on the inside. Pink juice flowed from every surface of the knife. It came with fruit and salad, and it was a good, hearty meal.
Zheng Feiluan was afraid to stay in the kitchen for too long since he knew He An had a dark side and couldn’t bear to be apart from him, even for a second, when he’s in heat. After eating, he hugged Linglan, who was upset since she couldn’t see her dad. Later, he went back to the second floor after talking with Yan Ning for some time.
He An had already woken up, which was a surprise.
When the door opened, He An was seen crouching at the corner of the bed closest to the door, hugging the blanket, and looking forward. His legs were trembling, his eyes were wet and red, and his whole body was glowing a pale pink color of intense lust. When he saw him walk into the room, he started to cry so hard that he looked like he was asking for help.
Zheng Feiluan looked worried and groped his behind. As expected, the fluids gushed out again.
“You’re…”
He shook his head helplessly and affectionately, hugged He An into his arms, and walked to the bathroom to fill the tank with steaming hot water. As they submerged themselves in the tub, they felt a rush of heat that caused them to shudder and moan.
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That evening, Zheng Feiluan brought He An downstairs with him, as he could smell the aroma of cooking wafting from the kitchen.
Originally, omegas in heat weren’t allowed to see people. Their sensitivity to pheromones makes them quite vulnerable to being hurt. They can only live in their alpha’s presence. It’s only that Yan Ning and Linglan are both omegas in this family, and He An trusts and loves them. Mrs. Zhou also has a kind and compassionate attitude, and the pheromones in the air are as light as a giant ball of marshmallows.
It’s enjoyable, comforting, and safe.
He An was feeling very calm and happy right now. Aside from the morning teasing from Zheng Feiluan and the slight tinge of humiliation after seeing Mrs. Zhou, nothing else had happened.
Dinner had four dishes and one soup: pickled fish, straw mushrooms and luffa, bonito tofu, steaming egg rolls with peas, and scallop and radish soup. Like before, Zheng Feiluan ate a slow-roasted steak by himself, while Linglan ate cooked egg flan with milk. Because he was too weak to eat alone, He An dragged a chair over to sit by Linglan and spoon-fed her.
Now that the little girl is nearly two years old, most of her baby teeth have come out. She is eating well.
When dinner was over, Mrs. Zhou was busy cleaning off the table. Yan Ning walked Barton down Gardenia West Street. He An sat on the carpet in front of the fireplace to keep warm. He looked out the floor-to-ceiling window at the snowy scene while holding a Linglan. The courtyard and the lawn lights were covered in a whirlwind of white catkins in the air.
Linglan crawled down among the toys, took a little wooden plate, spoon, and box of multicolored beans.
“Daddy plays!” she exclaimed.
“Okay.”
He An laughed and began to play a silly game with her called “scooping beans.” While the dad and daughter were chatting, Zheng Feiluan stayed by their side, cup in hand, and emitted soothing pheromones.
“I had no idea you could spend a heat cycle like this before.” He An stopped all of a sudden and let out a soft sigh.
“How do you think it’ll go?” Zheng Feiluan asked.
“Just…” He An paused for a moment before explaining, “Like a beast, extremely wild, very violent, and completely lacking any human decency. All I know is… all I knew was how to spread my legs, and let lust take over me…”
Zheng Feiluan gave a faint smile.
He An looked at him and asked, “Why are you smiling?”
Zheng Feiluan quickly hid his smile and said, “Nothing, nothing.”
“……”
He An’s out-of-control, coquettish, charming look—one that not even He An remembered—was something that Zheng Feiluan wished he could keep hidden from everyone.
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Around nine o’clock at night, He An’s pheromones slowly changed. The smell became sweet and pleasant, and Zheng Feiluan’s comforting pheromones couldn’t mask it.
“Feiluan, I…”
His face flushed, and he anxiously rubbed the hem of his shirt.
For some reason, Linglan was feeling drowsy right about now. The girl sat on the carpet with the little pony doll in her hand. She slowly moved her head back and forth until she “plopped” to the ground. When Yan Ning saw this, he quickly grabbed a blanket and picked up the weary little girl.
There were no people in the living room, just a warm fire in the fireplace.
“Just in time, I’ll take you back.”
Zheng Feiluan stood up, spread his arms, and carefully carried He An into the air. He buried his head in his arms, locked eyes with Feiluan, and then impulsively blurted out, “Feiluan, mark me.”
Zheng Feiluan was shocked and said, “Your nape hasn’t healed yet…”
“I know that.”
“There will be scarring.” Zheng Feiluan gently reminded him.
He An gave a small smile, and his two long eyelashes fluttered down. He whispered in Zheng Feiluan’s ear and said, “Feiluan, I don’t care if it scars or not. I just need your teeth marks. I want them… I would love for them to be forever etched to the back of my neck.”
“He An…”
Zheng Feiluan’s lower body became suddenly heated, and the heat rushed up his blood vessels, causing his breathing to become hot in an instant.
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It was seven days and nights of making love.
To make up for the lost honeymoon, they started with a strong physical connection, slowly got rid of emotional barriers, and then slowly built trust until they were completely in sync with each other.
Through lunchtime on the eighth day, Yuanjiang’s snow had melted and the sky was clear. The sun pierced the clouds and brightened the room, spotlighting the figure sleeping in the center of the large bed.
He An rubbed his eyes and slowly woke up.
The lust had dissipated, and his muscles and bones were tired and lethargic, but the feeling of fulfillment, connection, and bonding when the bodies became one lingered. He extended his hand to touch the side, but all he felt was the soft, silky quilt—the alpha was nowhere to be seen on the bed.
He lifted his upper body to glance around. Zheng Feiluan sat on the couch by the window, absorbed in his book. Hearing the movement, he turned to face him.
Zheng Feiluan asked, “Are you awake?”
“Yeah.” He shot him a wide grin and arched an eyebrow, saying, “You’re so good.”
Zheng Feiluan scowled. “Good?”
He An strongly nodded.
He even dressed in a suit at home to cheer me up. He’s really submissive, isn’t he?
Zheng Feiluan wasn’t sure what he was complimenting him for. He didn’t ask any more questions because he was smiling but unwilling to go into detail. He set the book down, stood up, and went to the bedside to get the medicine and warm water that were set out on the table.
“Take it. The medicine won’t work as well if you take it too late.”
Zheng Feiluan spoke with a smile.
He An was shocked, but then he remembered that they were given birth control pills before they left the hospital, and they needed to be taken as soon as the heat cycle stopped. He had been so happy for the entire week that he had forgotten.
He An looked at the pill that Zheng Feiluan was holding and couldn’t decide what to do.
Omegas are born with incredibly sharp intuition. He An felt that he already had a baby growing inside him. He was on a shaky boat, but he knew that he could make it to the land if he made it through the last wave.
It was… a charming and adorable little boy.
He An believed this passionate estrus period should end in love. So he shook his head and said he wouldn’t be taking the medicine no matter what.
Zheng Feiluan tried to persuade him cautiously, “You still need to study and prepare for graduation. Being pregnant can be hard work. Just a couple more months when you finish school and get your diploma, we’ll have him then, all right?”
“But it won’t be him if it’s after a few months.”
He An spoke softly, but he was already sure of what he wanted to say, “Feiluan, my body is almost better, not so weak, and being pregnant won’t stop me from graduating. And I have a feeling this estrus period will result in a wonderful child, just as cute as Linglan. Let’s not take meds and let nature run its course.”
“…Okay, I’ll listen to you.”
After giving it some serious thought, Zheng Feiluan nodded his head to show his approval. After setting the cup of water aside and tossing the pill in the trash, he leaned down and planted a gentle kiss on He An’s cheek.
He An really wants to keep the child in his heart because he simply cannot bear to let them go.
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Translated and edited by janemoyu (08/26/24)
