[ABO] The Sparrow in the Threshold

He couldn't push the man away, let alone refuse the man's touch.

He could only let the man hug him, his hot palms pressed against his waist, the heat penetrated through the fabric of his clothes, almost burning him.What made Yinque even more unbearable was that at that moment every cell in his body was clamoring for happiness.

It's just a touch, and it's just the beginning.

"Let go, let me go..." The disorder of his breath made his words seem to be rebuffed, and the usually obedient and obedient man stubbornly hugged him as if he couldn't hear his orders.

"Qianqiu..."

"Don't court death..."

He couldn't say more, because the man had put him on the bed.

Qian Qiu's movements were extremely gentle, her palms stroked his cheeks and his neck, paused subtly for a moment on the collar, then turned around and caressed his lips.The opponent's thumb brushed his lower lip in a gentle manner, Yinque subconsciously wanted to bite him, but the man withdrew his hand one step earlier.

"I've always wanted to say," the man's hand began to search for a more hidden location, "Your pheromone smells very good."

"..." Yinque clenched his teeth, "...get lost."

"I just hope that the young master doesn't have to suffer so much." He saw Qianqiu's eyes looking straight at him, "You can beat or punish the young master afterward, just don't want me."

Those eyes seem to hide some kind of mystery, bottomless.It was difficult for him to read what Qian Qiu was thinking at the moment—maybe it was because he was on the verge of losing his mind.

But he didn't think too much, and all kinds of thoughts had swallowed him up.

—wanted Alpha.

——If Chiaki was Alpha...

—wanted Alpha.

Yinque struggled to open his mouth, sucking in air as if he was on the verge of suffocation and finally touched the air.

The storm hit at this moment, Yinque only felt that his soul was trembling.Every touch of the man can make him tremble, and his consciousness is shaky. Before being completely turned into a broken wall by the man, it seems that another silver bird said: "...It's better to die."

"Master, what did you say..." The man didn't hear clearly.

Yinque was already powerless to fight against the storm, but the man was conscious and calm, no different from usual.

However, Yinque's answer was only a low moan that could not be formed into words.

-

When did the storm stop, Qianqiu didn't notice it.

He was not chased out by the exhausted Yinque until late at night, and at this moment he was standing next to the water pump in the cargo hold and washing his hands.The slightly cool sea water washed over his hands, and he just stood there, not trying to rub his skin to wash away the stickiness left on it.

It looked like he was in a daze, but no one cared.The crew members who should watch the night are on the watchtower, and everyone in the cargo hold is sleeping soundly, shouting one after another.

Omega's passionate period is indeed exaggerated, if it is changed to Alpha to deal with it, it may end earlier.

Alpha can bite the back of his neck, puncture his glands, and inject pheromones into them.

But he's not an Alpha, just a Beta.

But he could only use his hands, restrained and careful, fearful of presumptuousness to stabilize his master who was in chaos and panic.

It is not only because of Beta's identity that he can stay with Yinque, but also because of Beta's identity that he can only be a follower.

But Yinque's blushing face flashed over and over again in the man's mind.Human beings are naturally irresistible to beautiful things, want to appreciate them, want to continue to appreciate them like this, and even... want to possess them.

He didn't move until the stream of sea water was pumped up.

There is still a weird touch on the fingers, and the pheromone of the silver bird can still be smelled.

The man moved closer in a daze, with his hands almost on his nose, and the pheromone immediately became richer.He had obviously washed his hands, but the smell didn't weaken much; just smelling the licorice smell, his hands seemed to be wet and slippery again.

"..." The man exhaled heavily, finally pulled away from his thoughts, and turned to go to the boiler.

The crew members watching the fire were dozing off—ordinary cargo ships don’t have such particularities, but it’s just that the young master has to assign people to watch the fire so that the young master can make it as soon as possible when he wants hot tea or food.

Hearing the sound of Qianqiu's approaching footsteps, the fire watcher shuddered and opened his eyes suddenly: "What's the matter, young master, are you hungry? I'll do it right away..."

"Just bring some water to wipe the young master's body." The man took the metal basin next to him self-consciously, "I'll do it, you can continue to sleep."

"Aha——" the man yawned for a long time, and fell into a deep sleep again, "That's fine, you can do it..."

The man carefully mixed the water, soaked the soft towel in it, and then quietly left the cargo hold with the basin in his hand.

The conditions on the boat are not enough, otherwise he should serve Yinque to take a bath.

He returned to the cabin door where Yinque was, and did not forget to knock on the door before pushing it open: "Master...!"

The cold muzzle of the gun touched his chin, Yinque changed into a nightgown, and appeared very close to him with cold eyes: "Close the door."

The man did exactly that.

"Who allowed you to come in without authorization? Who allowed you to touch me? Huh?" Yinque said in a low voice, "Did I spoil you so much that you had the illusion that I would not kill you? You would not Do you think that I am kind and gentle, and will forgive all your mistakes?"

Qian Qiu was still holding the metal basin full of hot water, and looked at his master motionlessly: "No, the young master is not kind."

"Go on."

"The young master hates the weak, especially those who come from a humble background like me and are still Beta weak."

"Go on."

"However the young master wants to punish me, I will accept it." With his expressionless face on his face, the man's voice was as indifferent as a stranger's, but his words were so affectionate that people couldn't tell whether he was putting on an act or not. I can't make too many expressions by nature, "As long as the young master doesn't abandon me..."

"You should just jump off the boat and save your life." Yinque said, "If you come back, you're courting death."

"I want to wipe the young master's body, but there is no way to take a bath on the boat, I have wronged the young master..."

He didn't seem to feel the threat posed by this pistol, and he only stated the reason why he would do it very calmly.The window in the cabin was opened at some point, and the previous strong pheromones now only have a faint weight; they kept on talking without speaking, but they could hear the sound of waves outside.

"Didn't you hear who I am before you came to start a family, or did you have other plans, so you pretended to be such a fool and thought I was easy to deceive?"

"heard about it."

"What have you heard, tell me."

"The only heir of the married family, once had an Alpha brother who was kidnapped by the enemy when he was eleven or twelve years old."

"anything else?"

"The rags marked by the kidnapper are arrogant and self-righteous," Qianqiu said, "actually, they are just props for marriage in the future, and the property of the married family will fall into the hands of others sooner or later. The powerful and rich will not be able to get rid of it." Omega is just the fate of a fertility tool."

Yinque laughed back angrily: "You know quite clearly."

"But I don't think so."

Qian Qiu always had a special smell when he spoke, he was too calm, not only his face was expressionless, but even his narrow eyes hidden under the shadow of his hair showed no emotion.It's as if everything he says is an objective fact, and he can completely withdraw himself when he speaks...even if some words are obviously subjective thoughts.

He said: "I think the young master is beautiful, powerful, and worth following... If the young master keeps me by his side, I will always be loyal; if the young master wants me to die, I will die according to the young master's wishes."

Yinque pressed the safety angrily, put his finger on the trigger, and pressed harder on the man's jaw: "You think I won't kill you?"

"If the young master wants it, I will accept it."

The man did not avoid his gaze. According to the rules, it is impolite for a servant to look directly at his master.But Yinque was unable to press the trigger while staring at him.

He frowned, his anger had receded at some point, leaving only indescribable boredom.

It was as if something was blocking the blood vessels, and every heartbeat was very laborious and stuffy.

Suddenly, the muzzle of the gun left the man's jaw, Yinque turned around holding it, and sat down on the chair again.The pistol was knocked on the table, Yinque turned to pick up the cigarette case, but it was already empty.

Qianqiu followed very competently, put the water basin on the table, and took out the cigarette case before Yinque asked for cigarettes.

"BASA, 1.1mg, hard box." Yinque read, "Do you smoke? I allow you to smoke."

"Thank you, master, but I don't smoke."

"I said, I allow you to smoke." Omega looked directly at him with haughty eyes.

What this means is to let him smoke.

Qian Qiu nodded silently, and after lighting a cigarette for him, she stood beside him and lit one for herself as well.With his right leg resting on his left, Yinque leaned lazily on the chair sideways, admiring his foolish entourage smoking a cigarette.

Sure enough, the man doesn't know how to smoke, and he started coughing at the first puff; he covered his mouth, and it could be heard that he was trying to hold back, but he still coughed out several times.

Probably because the man's deflated look was so funny, Yinque pursed his lips and laughed, and when Qianqiu tried to take a second sip, he said: "Forget it, didn't you fetch water, wash the towel for me."

"Cough, cough...Okay."

The man's unfinished cigarette was extinguished in the ashtray, his hands were immersed in the still steaming water, he rubbed the towel carefully, then took it out and wrung it dry, and handed it to Yinque.

The young master took it over, without saying anything, wiped off the sticky feeling on his chest and neck, and returned the towel.

After repeating this several times, Yinque flicked her toes and rubbed against the man's calf: "There is still here."

Even after seeing men kneeling and serving in front of him many times, Yinque still felt that he couldn't get enough of it.It was as if he was born so bad, he liked to see people bowing to him, and he liked to see men kneeling without self-respect.

If you go deep to explore, this kind of time will always make him feel very subtle.

A man's ownership is at his knees.As long as he knelt down, Yinque felt that this was his person, his loyal follower, and someone who would die for him at any time.

Nothing could make Silver Sparrow more comfortable than this.

Qian Qiu carefully held his feet, wiped his skin with a wet towel, and looked at the man's face, and said calmly, "It wasn't the kidnapper who did it."

"……what."

"It wasn't marked by the kidnapper." Yinque said, "I was only eleven or twelve years old at the time, and I had just split up. The people who kidnapped me were not so conscientious, at least they gave me this gun back.  … They learned from me What is taken here is not the body of some Omega, the rumors are really not particular."

"Then what did they take away?" the man asked in a low voice.

At this moment, Yinque's foot suddenly kicked hard on the man's face.

Not only is Qianqiu physically strong, but he is also very strong. This kick came suddenly, but he remained motionless like a wall of iron, neither being kicked down nor dodging.He allowed that foot to step on the bridge of his nose and eye sockets, accepting all the humiliation of Silver Sparrow without expression.

"Why don't you ask how your mother died under the man's crotch... Small talk is enough, don't keep challenging my bottom line." Yinque looked indifferent, not like angry, "I, I hate the distinction between superior and inferior. People, this world is so unfair, some people stand at the top right from birth, and some people can only be like you... Speaking of which, I have always wanted to ask you, there are many ways to make money, and you also sell yourself in a brothel? Just fine? Why do you have to come to me... Or do you prefer being insulted to being tortured physically?"

"I just want to stay with the young master."

"Why? Huh?"

"Because I like a beautiful, noble and powerful person like the young master."

"It's really cheap." Yinque finally retracted her legs, "You can get lost."