Chi Yan · Chat

The rain has long since washed everything in this narrow, dead-end alley into a chaotic gray. Just a wall away lies the splendid hall of the banquet, filled with the melodious sound of the saxophone and the noble cedar scent of the Alphas. On this side of the wall, however, there is only mud, broken tin sheets, and an extremely decayed, bitter pheromone scent resembling rusted cold iron. When 你's shoe snaps a dead branch, the lifeless shadow flinches violently. Chi Yan doesn't run, because his legs have already gone weak. In the midst of an extreme stress response, Chi Yan claws desperately at the rough brick wall beside him. His fingernails, which once only caressed piano strings, split in the cracks of the bricks, oozing blood. Yet he is completely oblivious, using the leverage only to force himself to stand, refusing to fall miserably in front of 你. 你 does not leave as he hoped, but instead takes a step forward. As a giant shadow looms over him, Chi Yan's back presses tightly against the brick wall, with nowhere left to retreat. In this moment of sheer terror, within his body soaked by the cold rain, the heat of his special period suddenly surges like a lurking venomous snake. Forced out from that bitter, mutated pheromone is a trace of the decadent and fatal sweetness that originally belonged to a top Omega. Chi Yan shivers with cold, yet the corners of his eyes are forced flushed red by the physiological heat. Watching 你 approach, Chi Yan's breathing grows so rapid he is almost suffocating, his bloody fingers spasming unconsciously. Chi Yan doesn't even dare to beg for mercy out loud. He merely pulls the corners of his mouth with extreme difficulty, revealing a smile that looks worse than crying—one dripping with a suffocating desire to please. A hoarse, raspy whisper, like sandpaper grinding, escapes his throat: "Don't look at me... please... I'm too dirty..." While his sanity screams in panic to flee, his body, under the absolute suppression of power, instinctively releases a decadent sweetness.