Captured By The Cold Detective (BL)-Chapter 582: Use Your Words

"Did he do this to you?" As he inquired, He Juan slid his thumb deeper into Mu Yuze’s mouth, and he was rewarded with a resonant hum that emanated from the depths of the omega’s throat, and the intoxicated haze in his sultry midnight blue eyes.

He Juan’s world narrowed down to the tight and wet heat enveloping his thumb. He almost died and ascended when Mu Yuze closed his beautiful lips around his finger and sucked.

"Did he, Mu Yuze?" He spoke through gritted teeth, adamant to pull out an answer from his pretty little mouth.

He felt like a taut string stretched to its limit, teetering on the brink of snapping, and it was all because of the stunning omega before him. Every word he uttered, every gesture he made, every blink and inhale— all of them only served to drive He Juan to the edge of madness. And oh, he knew that Mu Yuze was aware of how much power he wielded over him, and it was maddening, so arousingly maddening to see him utilize it to his heart’s content.

For him to have grown so gutsy, for him to have learned how to provoke He Juan so well... the two of them must have done a lot of things, haven’t they? Because he was damn certain that if it were him, he wouldn’t have been able to keep his hands off Mu Yuze either.

Pretty, bold and seductive Mu Yuze.

He was like a little devil incarnate, created specifically to send He Juan into the spiral of lust and desire, making him fall so deeply that he was unable to extricate himself anymore.

Mu Yuze pulled away with an obscene pop, leaving He Juan to watch with a near-obsessive intensity as a string of silver thread connected the two points of contact.

Mu Yuze raised his half-lidded gaze and slowly darted his tongue out to lick the corner of his lips. He grumbled under his breath, "Do I really have to spell it out for you one by one?" His flush deepened as he spoke, making him even more irresistible. "Why don’t you find out for yourself?"

"Oh, it doesn’t work like that, sweetheart." He Juan chuckled darkly as he rubbed the same thumb across the plush surface of Mu Yuze’s bottom lip, while he slowly leaned in until their breaths mingled with each other. He enunciated each word, his voice low and smooth like warm honey, "I want you to use your words with me, understand?"

Mu Yuze flushed even redder, if that was possible.

He Juan felt positively amused. The omega had been so bold when provoking him earlier, so where had all that bravado gone? Deliberately, He Juan continued to drag his thumb across Mu Yuze’s lips, enjoying how the color deepened like a blossoming flower. And it was through those lips that He Juan heard the next words, "He kissed me..."

Before his last word could even fully settle in the air, He Juan exerted more strength into his thumb to peel those petal-like lips open, and he wasted no time to claim that sweet flower for himself. Mu Yuze gasped, not expecting his sudden action, but He Juan devoured that tiny delightful sound into his mouth too, because he was just greedy like that.

And oh God, it was so much better than any of his wildest dreams. Ever.

Mu Yuze’s lips were so soft and plump that He Juan felt like he was biting into Heaven’s sweetest fruit. Unable to resist, he tilted his head and deepened the kiss, an ecstatic groan slipping out of his mouth. His hand slipped to the back of Mu Yuze’s head, fingers entwined in the soft fluffy hair, holding the omega in place and not allowing him to retreat. He forced Mu Yuze to take the full brunt of his longing, love and desire, until the omega was left gasping for breath.

Even then, He Juan gave him no chance to take the much-needed air, as he pressed on. He took, took, and took everything his omega had to offer.

Oh how rough he was. It was a bruising and forceful kiss, so unlike how he had imagined their first kiss would be. He had fantasized himself taking Mu Yuze apart with nothing but gentleness, yet here he was. However, He Juan couldn’t find it in himself to regret even one bit.

He wanted this kiss to be etched into Mu Yuze’s memory, so that when they kissed again next time, he would remember no one but He Juan – not even the past him.

"G–Gege..." Mu Yuze mewled into his mouth, his fingers digging into the flesh of He Juan’s shoulders. He was utterly breathless as he managed to say, "I–I can’t... ah!"

He Juan bit down on his lower lip with the right amount of force, hard enough to inflict pain but soft enough not to bleed. He eased back slightly, just enough for him to observe the aftermath of their intense and brutal kiss, the hot puffs of their heated breaths still mingling with each other. He vividly sensed the temperature within him rise as he took in the sight of Mu Yuze’s utterly ravaged, bruised and swollen lips, the sweat glistening on his nose, and the flush that had now spread to his neck and chest. His long lashes slowly fluttered open, revealing a pair of dark and glossy eyes full of accusation.

"I can’t breathe, you brute...!" He hit He Juan on the shoulder, yet the force he used was so light that it almost looked like he was playing coy instead.

He Juan couldn’t resist the laughter that bubbled out of his throat. Perhaps he was truly a savage man, because instead of feeling bad like he should have, he only felt manic satisfaction blooming inside him at how disheveled Mu Yuze looked right now.

"How is it?" He asked in a husky voice. "Am I a better kisser than him?"

Mu Yuze’s glare intensified. "You’re still going on about that?!"

"I’m jealous," He Juan confessed for the very first time, causing Mu Yuze to fall silent with a stupefied look. "I’m so jealous of him, little bunny. I’m so jealous of the kisses you have shared with each other, of the time you have spent in each other’s company. I’m so jealous because he makes you happy," he knocked their foreheads together, a dim smile on the corner of his lips. "when all I’ve given you is pain." 𝑓𝑟ℯ𝘦𝓌𝘦𝘣𝑛𝑜𝓋𝑒𝓁.𝑐ℴ𝓂

Mu Yuze stared at him for one long second before he spat out with zeal, "Stupid Juan-gege!"

Before He Juan could react, Mu Yuze pulled him into a tight hug, and all He Juan could do was to lean into it, his face nestled in Mu Yuze’s shoulder. "Stupid Juan-gege..." he said once more, his voice smaller this time, slightly shaky. "You make me happy too. You have no idea how much happiness you have given me..."