unexpected giveaway

The series of chain reactions caused by heat made Corey feel extremely bad, but he couldn't resist, this time the heat was so fierce that it made people want to lie down on the spot and let it be at their mercy.

Maybe it's time for him to need a suppressant.

Of the torture and the suppressant, he took the latter as a matter of course, because it would make it easier for him - even though he had once said no.

Cory stood up and walked staggeringly, the sweat on his palms made him unable to hold the doorknob tightly.Corey struggled to open it, but it was also pitch black outside.The sound of his heavy breathing seemed abrupt in such circumstances, and Cory stepped out.

The raging heat occupied his brain, like accumulated magma waiting for the final eruption.Corey arched his body slightly, he leaned on the wall and moved forward slowly, every step he took he could feel the stickiness behind him increasing.

This is bad.

Corey stopped and looked around. The volatile hormones made him confused about the current situation. He couldn't tell whether it was the first floor or the second floor.All he remembered was that the Inhibitor was placed in a room filled with light.

Bright to dazzling light.

Corey looked for the light, and at the end of the hallway, pale light drifted through the slightly open door.The light was like a cue, and the fire in his heart urged Cory to move forward again.Corey stepped forward quickly, and he knocked open the door.

Only Cory and the owner of the house live in the main house, so any noise is allowed.

Cory leaned against the door, his head muddled with cold and heat.He gasped slightly, squinting his eyes and looking over.The room was not very bright, the fluorescent lights were off, and there was a desk lamp on the long desk, emitting a warm yellow light.The light was similar to the flames in the fireplace, and made Cory feel warm too.

His sight continued to spread, and there was a person sitting by the desk, a man to be precise.Corey was a little fuzzy, he only knew that it was a man wrapped in darkness, sitting sideways, with meticulous black hair.The light depicts his profile, leaving all the beauty on it.

Corey recognized almost instantly that it was an Alpha, and even more satisfying, it was an Alpha that had tagged him.He felt the imprint on the back of his neck swell | swell, he is now like a fish that has been brought ashore with extreme hypoxia, the only way to survive is to let that smell wrap him - that clean stimulation deadly smell.

The rapid secretion of body fluids exhausted Corey a lot of physical strength, and at the same time, his extremely chaotic brain made him forget a lot of things.He couldn't remember who the man in front of him was, but he understood that this man was very important to him.

compared to inhibitors.

Corey walked in, the faint light couldn't resist the darkness, and the surrounding was so quiet, it was a good time.

During these brief minutes, Chester stopped all actions.He gave up looking at the complicated files of ambition, and turned to examine the sudden visitor.

The guest was so rude, he spread that strong smell everywhere, which can already be called pungent.Chester looked at him coldly, but the other party ignored him completely.

He watched his feet step in.

Chester quickly opened the cabinet next to him, grabbed a bottle of medicine and threw it at Corey's feet.

Corey's movements stopped because of this.

Chester said coldly, "Get out."

"Oh sir." Cory laughed. "I thought you didn't notice me." His voice was slow and sleepy.

Corey moved on, ignoring the medicine on the floor -- or should I say dignity.Cory's body is covered in a large swath of dark tones, which obscures his smile.

His hand touched the back of the chair.

Chester stood up, at exactly the same speed as when he was carrying the book away from the hall that day.Chester quickly pushed the chair away, as if he was a patient with serious cleanliness, and he didn't want anyone to touch his things, especially the person in front of him.

Corey: "Are you nervous, sir, it's nothing. I still remember the first time I saw you, you were so calm and serious that you couldn't be ignored." God knows where he saw him No, he doesn't even know his name.

Chester ignored Corey's movement to get closer. He walked straight to the door with his usual cold expression, and he pulled the doorknob: "I'll say it again, please get out, Mr. Damon."

Cory turned back, his hands resting on the table.Cory blocked all the lights, but Chester could still see him smiling.

The monitor lights up, and the red light flashes continuously.Where Alpha was, the monitor still issued a prompt, and it has reached the worst stage.

That aromatic and strong smell, Omega-specific pheromones, and hormones that are specially designed to lure people, they gather together and explode violently in the sky like an atomic bomb.Corey moved again. In this dark night, he carried the most vicious weapon in his arms, like a red demon reborn from the darkness.

Cory approached Chester, his hand pressed against Chester's, and he stroked the smooth surface.It was so cold, Corey took Chester's hand holding the doorknob.

Chester felt the heat.

Other than that, nothing compares to it.

"Do you really want to kick me out, sir." Cory blinked his blue eyes so that he looked pathetic.

Chester didn't answer, his expression was like a snow cover.

They got into some kind of weird standoff.

"Sir," Cory called him softly.

Chester felt threatened, and part of his thinking was distracted and became food for Omega pheromones.His body became two parts, and nature and reason competed with each other.However, there are other existences between these scrambles. When Chester walked in the third direction, he noticed sweetness and kindness, which gradually merged with nature.

Chester might be about to make a decision that he would regret, the Omega in front of him was so soft that he could only stick close to him, and the Omega's messy hair brushed his neck, but he still didn't move.

He neither resisted nor obeyed, he was still watching.But the Omega he himself marked, the beast of his indulgence had pried open the cage.

"Sir." Corey rubbed Chester's shoulder, his eyes misty, "I believe you will accept me, sir."

Cory kissed Chester on the lips.

A one-sided, short kiss.

Cory leaves Chester's lips, and they look at each other again.

The next second, Chester raised his hand to cover Corey's blue eyes.He hated those eyes, they made him invisible.

At the same time his kiss fell.

This is a gamble that is destined to win, no matter how long you struggle, because no one can resist those instincts that come from the ontology.

They went from the initial taste to the frantic gnawing and biting of each other, and the smell on Cory made Chester go crazy.

Chester's hand let go of the doorknob, and the door moved slowly behind him and finally closed.

The pheromones of Alpha and Omega are intertwined with each other, and that long night reappears in their minds.

An undercurrent of restlessness, intimacy, and strangeness intensifies the stimulation—whether from the nerves or the whole body.

Corey grunted at Chester's action, and that was just the beginning.But Corey frowned, even though he was being controlled by Alpha's pheromones.

He still doesn't like it.

Corey put his hand over his mouth.

"No." A kiss remained on Corey's hand, Chester lowered his head, his voice was hoarse, "Let me hear your voice, Corey."

He called his name for the first time, when he was irrational with the smell of Omega.

Corey looked into the man's eyes, but he didn't really see them very well.

Corey recalled his previous dream. In the quiet and vast darkness, he walked silently alone, and then he saw a huge furnace with an orange flame burning inside.

He looked at the flame.

He feels the heat.

It is hot enough to burn itself into ashes.

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