YFAPFBMG Chapter 51

Chapter 51 – Physics Homework

Novel Title: 你的虎牙很适合咬我的腺体 (Your Fangs Are Perfect for Biting My Glands)

Author：麦香鸡呢 (McChicken)

Translator: K (@kin0monogatari)

Protagonists: 周舟 (Zhou Zhou -MC), 程澈 (Cheng Che -ML)

*Please read at Novels Space.space, the original site of translation. TQ*

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Cheng Che hung up the phone and walked into Zhou Zhou’s room. Zhou Zhou was working on his homework with his back facing him. The collar revealed the fair skin of his neck and the uncovered glands, with the wound on top just healing. They were slightly reddish.

Cheng Che leaned against the door, staring at that small wound. He licked his own fangs with the tip of his tongue.

The sharpness of the teeth felt an itch.

He turned and went to the kitchen. He opened the refrigerator and saw grapes inside.

Cheng Che found a transparent glass bowl. He picked a bunch of grapes, plucked them one by one into the bowl, and rinsed them with tap water. He then soaked them in cold boiled water for a while, drained the water, and only then carried a bowl of clean grapes back to the room.

Approaching Zhou Zhou, Cheng Che saw him working on physics problems. Each stroke and line is done with careful consideration. The force analysis graph is drawn in a decent manner.

Cheng Che raised his hand and flicked his fingers. He flicked the water droplets remaining on his fingertips onto Zhou Zhou’s neck.

It was such childish behaviour. How improper.

Zhou Zhou instinctively shrank his neck. He turned to look at Cheng Che with a serious expression. “What are you doing? I promised the teacher that I would study hard.”

“When we entered school, we all took an oath according to the school rules. We pledged not to conceal our second gender and not to engage in romantic relationships. Have you kept your promise?” Cheng Che, holding a bowl of grapes, ruthlessly exposed his wrongdoings.

“…”

Quietly, Zhou Zhou shifted his gaze back to his physics homework as he sighed inwardly. Why bother? Every time he confronts Cheng Che, he ends up defeated. Why is it that he never seems to learn his lesson?

“Stand up.” Cheng Che reached out to grab Zhou Zhou’s arm.

Zhou Zhou, puzzled but compliant, put down his pen and stood up. He blinked his eyes as he asked, “What’s going on?”

“Nothing.” Cheng Che circled around Zhou Zhou and sat in the chair he had just vacated. Placing the grapes next to the homework, he lowered his head to examine the problems Zhou Zhou had worked on. After a moment, he nodded. “You got it right.”

“The problem-solving process is also quite flexible.” Cheng Che looked up at Zhou Zhou. “But don’t skip too many steps. If this year’s questions are a bit simpler, the grading standards will be stricter so it’s easy to lose points. Good boy, come sit on my lap.”

He gestured by patting his own thigh.

One moment Zhou Zhou was earnestly listening to Cheng Che talking about studying, and the next moment he was asked to sit on Cheng Che’s lap. The crucial point was that Cheng Che’s transition in his speech was smooth and natural. And the action of patting his thigh was crisp and decisive. His facial expression remained calm and serene.

Could this be the mental world of a top student? Is it a bit too seamless?

Seeing Zhou Zhou hesitating, Cheng Che reached out and directly pulled him to sit on his lap. With one arm around Zhou Zhou’s back and the other around his chest, he held him and began to peel the grapes.

Zhou Zhou stared at Cheng Che’s hands. His fingers were truly beautiful. They were long and fair. Even peeling grapes exuded a sense of beauty. The pale juice flowed onto Cheng Che’s hands, crystal clear and about to drop.

“Last night, my hands were wet like this too,” Cheng Che’s face pressed against Zhou Zhou’s ear as he said in a soft tone.

Just as Zhou Zhou was about to ask when, he suddenly remembered Cheng Che’s habit of steering the conversation towards dirty talk. So he deliberately thought about the direction Cheng Che hinted at. Immediately, he figured out the implications.

His ears turned red. He turned his face away, refusing to look at Cheng Che as he squeezed out a sentence through his teeth, “Could you please refrain yourself from saying such things…”

“Alright.” Cheng Che agreed crisply, offering the peeled grape to Zhou Zhou’s lips. “Eat one.”

Juice covered his hands. The soft, moist flesh of the grape, held by Cheng Che’s slender fingers, exuded a fresh fruit fragrance. Amidst the pheromones of minty sake and strawberry milkshake that surrounded him, a unique attraction emerged. Zhou Zhou lowered his head, gently biting into the grape. The wet tongue rolled the flesh into his mouth. The sour-sweet taste softened and burst in his oral cavity, saturating every crevice between his lips and teeth.

“Good boy, lick my hands clean too.” Cheng Che lightly touched Zhou Zhou’s hot earlobe with his lips, softly commanding.

The alpha pheromones grew stronger and Zhou Zhou’s consciousness started to feel a bit fuzzy. He stared at Cheng Che’s moist fingers for a few seconds before lowering his head. He extended his tongue to lick the juice from Cheng Che’s fingertips.

The wet red tongue was wrapped around the snow-white fingertips, infusing the slightly cool fingertips with heat. Zhou Zhou closed his eyes. He thought about how these hands penetrated his body yesterday and were contaminated with his body fluids. The fragile area has been opened up into a hot place to accommodate desire. Every millimetre of touch is really forceful, sensitive and wet. It can easily light up the flame of sensuality, commanding every cell to scream for desire. It finally invaded the thoughts with arrogance, occupying every corner of the heart and everywhere bore the majestic imprint of authority.

The tip of his tongue rolled around his finger and he took it into his mouth. Cheng Che looked at Zhou Zhou’s side face and his fluttering long eyelashes. He slowly moved his fingers to tease the soft tip of his tongue and rolled up the sticky water stains. The sound lured the most innocent face into the most erotic expression.

Cheng Che took out his wet fingers. He pinched Zhou Zhou’s chin and turned his head towards him. He leaned forward and inserted his finger through the slightly opened bright red lips. He then replaced his fingers with his own tongue and used the same warm temperature to entangle Zhou Zhou’s tongue. He tasted the strawberry milkshake pheromones and remaining grape juice in the omega’s mouth. He approached step by step without holding back. There was a condescending and invading sense to his kiss, forcing the omega in his arms to gasp, lightly humming without stopping.

The most absurd thing is fantasy. The most hazy thing is dreams. However, Zhou Zhou feels that, at this moment, reality has already blended with too many unrealistic illusions. He can’t even distinguish what kind of situation he is in.

It was wet, hot, lingering, picturesque, falling, and soaring.

Cheng Che embraced the delicate, thin omega and gently lifted his head. He lingered on the sweet and tender lips and slowly licked them. He then softly advised the vaguely confused omega, “Open your eyes. Don’t fall asleep.”

Zhou Zhou slowly opened his eyes and turned his head. His eyes seemed to be blurred with sleepiness. Yet they shine with clear water-like brilliance. He looked at Cheng Che for a while before softly saying, “Do other alphas have the skill to use this kind of aphrodisiac like you?”

“I don’t know. And you shouldn’t bother to know either,” Cheng Che continued to peel grapes for his omega. “Except for me, you’re not allowed to eat grapes peeled by any other alpha.”

Zhou Zhou leaned over and gently kissed Cheng Che on the face. The kiss then trailed to the lips and then on the chin. He whispered, “I’m your omega. I can’t be swayed by other alphas.”

“It’s best to be like that,” Cheng Che curled his fingers and tapped on the physics workbook. “Do your homework. I’ll observe you.”

He’s absolutely crazy.

Zhou Zhou was sitting sideways on Cheng Che’s lap, needing to turn to face the desk. He reluctantly pulled himself up to the edge of the table and looked at the homework. He forcefully tried to detach himself from the previous state and focused his thoughts on the questions.

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Although the problems weren’t difficult, Zhou Zhou found himself unable to figure out how to solve them. There was a warm breath near the back of his neck, and something wet brushed against his glands.

What else could it be but the tip of an alpha’s tongue?

Zhou Zhou’s body trembled slightly. But he refused to pay attention to Cheng Che any longer. He kept his eyes on the workbook, while Cheng Che continued to lick and tease Zhou Zhou’s glands, all the while peeling grapes.

His kisses moved from the glands to the side of Zhou Zhou’s neck and his chin rested on Zhou Zhou’s shoulder as he looked at the homework as well.

“You can’t even solve such a simple problem?” Cheng Che lazily asked, “If the angle between the rope and the vertical direction is θ, how do you calculate the horizontal pulling force?”

“Multiply by…” Zhou Zhou breathed lightly. His voice trembled, “Multiply by sinθ…”

“Yeah.” Cheng Che fed a grape to Zhou Zhou. His wet hand brushing over the workbook and a few drops of juice landed on it, forming a few dark dots.

“Then what?” Cheng Che kept kissing the side of Zhou Zhou’s neck, “How do you calculate ɑ?”

“ɑ is equal to…” There was a breathy sound coming out of Zhou Zhou’s nose. He swallowed the fruit pulp mixed with saliva with difficulty and said intermittently, “It is equal to mg times tanθ… then… then divided by M…”

“You just talk but don’t write them down?” Cheng Che touched Zhou Zhou’s chin with his juice-stained hand, “If you don’t write them down, how will the teacher give you a grade?”

Zhou Zhou could have lied and said that I didn’t want to do his homework anymore. He could have ignored Cheng Che and concentrated on eating grapes or kissing. Cheng Che’s every instruction was expressed with sincere reaction. They were naked and candid.

He trembled and picked up his pen. Although he tried his best to hold it steady, the tip of the pen still tilted slightly uncontrollably when he put it down. Cheng Che rubbed his knuckles on Zhou Zhou’s glands and watched Zhou Zhou write for a while. After a few letters, he sighed regretfully: “You can’t even write the solutions down? You’re so ungrateful.”

The bite wound on the gland ached under the gentle pressure of the knuckles, eliciting a strange sense of pleasure. Zhou Zhou bit his lip and groaned. He then whispered after a while: “Stop being like this…Cheng Che… …”

“I’m angry,” Cheng Che said. He pinched Zhou Zhou’s chin and turned his face towards him again. His ink-black eyes were restrained yet profound. “I’ve been tutoring you in chemistry everyday. But now you’re only focused on doing physics homework? It hurts my feelings, Zhou Zhou.”

Zhou Zhou dared not even glance at his workbook now. The juice stains on it would serve as a reminder every time he flipped the pages. They’ll remind him of the moments when Cheng Che held him in his lap while teasing him as he struggled to solve problems.

“I won’t do it anymore…” Zhou Zhou’s eyes were misty, shimmering with a hint of vulnerability.

It was unknown when Cheng Che had peeled another grape. He raised his hand and offered it to Zhou Zhou’s mouth. “No, you can’t stop. You can’t neglect your studies. You still have to do what needs to be done.”

Zhou Zhou lowered his head to bite the grape. His lips accidentally brushed against it and the soft flesh of the grape fell down, hitting Zhou Zhou’s chin. He instinctively lifted his chin and the grape rolled down along his neck, landing near his collarbone.

“Tsk, too careless. The clothes are all dirty now.” Cheng Che’s hand, wrapped around Zhou Zhou’s back, pressed him backward. Zhou Zhou was forced to tilt his head slightly, exposing his slender and smooth neck. Cheng Che pulled down Zhou Zhou’s collar, causing more flesh to fall onto his fair, slightly reddened chest. With Zhou Zhou’s heartbeat gently trembling, it enticed Cheng Che to bite and savour the flesh in front of him.

Cheng Che lowered his head, following Zhou Zhou’s jawline. His breath was warm and enticing. He breathed against Zhou Zhou’s sensitive skin. He got so close, yet his lips maintained a fractional distance, refusing to touch. This only made Zhou Zhou’s breath more rapid and unbearable. The warm breath travelled downward and finally landed on the grape on Zhou Zhou’s chest. Cheng Che extended his tongue to lick it gently, simultaneously biting the flesh of the fruit and using his lips to touch Zhou Zhou’s skin. The grape juice, released by his teeth, dripped down and landed on Zhou Zhou. The juice was bound to be licked clean by Cheng Che.

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That afternoon, the sunlight gradually spread. It is subdued by the window curtains, turning into a hazy brightness. Cheng Che pressed against Zhou Zhou from behind. One of his arms was wrapped around Zhou Zhou’s waist, while the other hand busily roamed over Zhou Zhou’s body. Cheng Che simultaneously freed up a finger to trace along the homework, breathing heavily near Zhou Zhou’s ear and asking, “How much does the reading on the force gauge increase?”

Zhou Zhou, crying, clung to the edge of the desk and shook his head desperately. “I don’t know…”

How could he possibly know? He couldn’t even see the questions clearly now. His vision was blurred with tears. Waves of pleasure were about to overwhelm him, making it impossible for him to focus on the problems.

“The block is in equilibrium in the direction of the vertical incline.” Cheng Che nibbled on Zhou Zhou’s ear. “What is the normal force FN it experiences?”

Zhou Zhou trembled and wiped his eyes, lowering his head to look at the pages of the book dampened by his own tears. In the midst of the rising waves of pleasure, he struggled to think. His head buzzed. He bit his lip, sobbing for a while before tremblingly saying, “It’s GCos30°…”

“Hmm,” Cheng Che sat in place, hugging Zhou Zhou and nudging him down towards himself. Amid Zhou Zhou’s helpless cries, he asked, “What about the pressure FN2 on the opposite side of the inclined block? How much is it?”

“It’s…” Zhou Zhou sobbed as he reached back to grab Cheng Che’s wrist to steady himself. With a tearful voice, he said, “It’s also GCos30°…”

“Good boy,” Cheng Che kissed Zhou Zhou’s back and ruthlessly continued to ask while making him move on top of him, “So what is Fy equal to?”

“Fy equals FN2 times GCos30°…” Zhou Zhou couldn’t bear it any longer. He broke down in tears, calculating the answer with the remnants of his sanity. “Fy equals GCos230°…uh, uh, uh… The answer is 3N…”

“So smart,” Cheng Che praised with a gasping laugh, “My little strawberry is amazing.”

After this, Zhou Zhou truly couldn’t face physics properly anymore.

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*Translator’s Note: I’m practically translating the physics thing blindly. Dude, I’m not a science major. Help correct me if there are mistakes. I think the last part of this chapter was mature? But I didn’t place (M) at the beginning of the chapter title because it was really kinda ambiguous hahaha. -K

Next update: 2023.12.23

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