Captured By The Cold Detective (BL)-Chapter 581: Playing With Fire

He Juan felt as if the ground beneath his feet was crumbling apart, or it could also be his sanity.

Who was this little tease before him...?

The Mu Yuze he knew was someone who would blush a bright red just by hooking his pinky finger with his, just by meeting his gaze because he was caught staring, and not... this. Not this little minx who had He Juan wrapped around his beautiful finger, and definitely not this little temptress in a bunny suit who knew exactly how to push He Juan’s buttons.

Try everything he had done with the other He Juan? Ha! As if that lame guy could be better than him.

The more He Juan chewed over Mu Yuze’s words, the brighter the anger in his heart burned. He was aware of how ridiculous he was right now, but he just couldn’t help it. Just the mere thought of someone else – even though it was practically himself – touching and embracing his mate was enough to stir a blazing jealousy within him.

He ground his jaws, his exhale scorching hot. He finally moved the arms that had been hanging limply by his side and grabbed Mu Yuze’s slender waist, delighting in the full-body shiver that ran down the omega’s spine. A warm sensation pooled in his stomach as he observed how perfectly he could encircle his Mu Yuze’s delicate form. It was perfect; his mate was absolutely perfect.

Unable to endure it anymore, he released a strand of his pheromones, and he marveled in awe as they intertwined seamlessly with Mu Yuze’s as though they were meant to be one.

"Oh..." Mu Yuze let out a small gasp as he tightened his arms around He Juan’s neck, his eyelids fluttering shut. He looked so blissful and intoxicated that He Juan could feel his Alpha howling in joy. His tone sounded breathless as he uttered a weak complaint, "Gege, it’s not fair..."

"How is it unfair?" He Juan squeezed Mu Yuze’s waist in admonishment, and definitely not because he was fascinated by how tiny it was. "Didn’t you do this with him too?"

Mu Yuze made a choked sound. "But..."

It was different, he wanted to say. Back then, He Juan was extremely gentle and careful as though he did not want to scare Mu Yuze away. He deliberately kept his pheromones to the bare minimum so as to not make Mu Yuze drunk on them. It was this iron self-control of his that irritated Mu Yuze to no end, leading him to provoke the man again and again to see where his bottom line lay.

Even though He Juan was still gentle and careful with him now, everything just felt so different. If previously He Juan gave him the impression that he was free to do whatever he pleased because he was certain that his Juan-gege would never hurt him, then now...

Now he was not so sure anymore. This He Juan emitted an indescribable sense of danger and pressure that made him feel like he was dancing on the edge of a blade. One wrong move, and he would be incapacitated fully. The fire he was playing with right now might be too dangerous for him – that was, if his self-preservation instinct was still functioning. It had a tendency to turn itself off whenever he was in He Juan’s presence.

"But what?" He Juan slowly closed the distance between them until he had the omega caged between the table and his arms. His razor-sharp gaze tore into Mu Yuze as though wishing to dig into the depth of his soul, and oh... he looked so sexy like this that Mu Yuze felt his brain turning into paste. "He did scent you, right?"

Mu Yuze’s mouth worked faster than his brain ever could. "H–He did..."

In the next instant, he gasped loudly when He Juan’s pheromones enveloped him in a tight cocoon, not leaving a single inch untouched and unmarked. This was more than what Mu Yuze had ever taken, even during the time when he was being intimate with He Juan in the past. At this moment, the intoxicating scent of whiskey and rosewood felt like it wouldn’t stop until it burrowed itself into his skin and merged with his very essence.

Yes, yes, yes, his omega cried out in delight. More, he wanted more!

A whimper escaped his lips as He Juan nosed along his jaw, inhaling deeply at his neck. He could no longer tell if the shivers wracking his body were the response to the danger or the lust pooling in his lower abdomen.

"G–Gege..." he cried out softly, coyly, when He Juan bit down on the juncture of his neck and shoulder with no force at all, his fists tugging on He Juan’s hair, unsure whether to push him away or pull him close.

Oh he was certain that he would smell of He Juan for days...

All He Juan did was scent him, for God’s sake! His hands had not even wandered from their place around Mu Yuze’s waist – much to the omega’s chagrin. Alas, he already felt so weak as though his knees would buckle beneath him at any second. He did not even realize he had started purring, or that He Juan’s fingers were playing with the little white fluffy ball on his lower back.

He Juan let out a low chuckle, the sinuous sound sending a zing of thrill down to his core. Was it because he was exposed to the pheromones of the copulating pair earlier? It felt harder than ever to maintain his fraying self-control and to resist presenting himself to his Alpha...

"I’m curious," He Juan remarked in a deceptively casual tone, but he couldn’t fool Mu Yuze with the way his body ran scorching hot, the way tension coiled around his broad shoulders and his pheromones that spoke of his longing to dominate and possess. "Did you choose this costume knowing that you would meet me? Hmm? Did you wear this for Gege?"

"Mn..." Mu Yuze bit down on his bottom lip as he nodded, using that little pinch of pain to gather a semblance of coherency. "Gege has always called me ’little bunny’ so I... ah, I thought you would like it..."

He Juan pulled himself away from the crook of Mu Yuze’s neck, and Mu Yuze almost cried out at the loss if not for the Alpha knocking their foreheads together. He tried to focus his gaze, and his breath hitched in his throat when he took in the tenderness and adoration in He Juan’s silver eyes, mixed with something darker, something more dangerous that made his blood sing and thrum.

"I like it..." he breathed. He must have seen something in Mu Yuze’s eyes because he let out a groan and cursed under his breath, "Fuck, Mu Yuze, you don’t know how alluring you look right now, do you?"

Mu Yuze reveled in the praise like a sunflower basking in the sun, his pheromones turning sweeter, mellower, all to lure in his prey. "Hmm..." he blinked slowly and peered up at He Juan with faux innocence, knowing exactly how it would drive the man wild. "Why don’t Gege tell me, then?" 𝗳𝚛𝗲𝕖𝚠𝚎𝚋𝗻𝗼𝕧𝗲𝐥.𝚌𝚘𝐦

A growl was all he received in return, then all of a sudden, Mu Yuze found himself being hoisted up onto the table. He let out a surprised gasp at the abrupt movement, only to moan when He Juan smoothly parted his legs to make himself home in between, his touch burning like a brand on Mu Yuze’s knees.

God, even the forceful and demanding way He Juan was manhandling him was so damn hot...

"These beautiful sounds you’re making..." He Juan’s thumb brushed over his lips, and Mu Yuze unconsciously parted them, earning him another low curse in return. He Juan continued to ask, his expression almost unhinged. "Tell me, Mu Yuze. What else have you done with him?"