[ABO Double A] Lost

Rhett never thought that one day he would sit with Allen calmly and seriously discuss the second half of his life and the lower body.

"Is Ruhr Colin?" After drinking vodka, Reid drank two glasses of brandy one after another, feeling that the brain is really a magical thing.

That magical thing is now spinning at a high speed, almost throwing him away.

And his mouth is like an exit, continuously throwing those colorful fragments to the delicate and beautiful face opposite through this exit.

Allen turned his head and watched him quietly.Reid's eyes swept Alan's lips with a strange brilliance.

"I used to think that if I grow up like you, an omega would be perfect." Reid said and moved to Alan's side, frowning in disgust while rubbing against Alan's flexible neck, He mumbled: "It's a pity, it's an alpha. But seeing Ruhr..."

He withdrew, with a strange light in his eyes: "It's like another you."

He reached out and stroked Allen's slightly raised glands: "Are you angry?"

He smiled, ignoring Allen's increasingly cold eyes, and walked his fingers all the way up Allen's neck: "Hair, lips, eyes, so similar. It's just that the physique is not the same. You have to be ruthless, one hand can beat me down."

He curled his lips as he spoke: "It's better to be your omega brother, who is docile and pleasant at first glance."

"It's not a good choice to annoy your superiors the day before you take office." Allen said coldly: "I should go, Rhett."

Allen could feel his glands beating constantly. He suppressed his anger and wanted to leave as soon as possible.After all, Rhett was so drunk that he couldn't do anything lightly or seriously.It was not a glorious thing for both of them to return to the army the next day with bruises and swollen faces.

"Alan." Reid lowered his head and called his name vaguely.

"What's the matter?" Allen felt a little anxious, and the uncontrollable emotion returned. Is it Rhett's pheromone, but the other party is so drunk, most of the glands have been paralyzed by alcohol.He tried his best to be patient and asked in as soft a voice as possible.

He seems to habitually cover up everything with calmness and gentleness when he is most violent.

"Be my omega."

Rhett raised his head, the pupils of those eyes were dark and bright, exuding a strange attraction.

Allen froze for a moment, then pulled a weird smile: "You will regret it, Rhett."

Rhett staggered to the coffee table, almost rudely tearing the ribbon off the delicate packaging.

As manic as an omega in heat! The exquisite packaging was torn apart by him.

Rhett thought that his brain might really be on the verge of collapse.If he met that omega in the military area, he still made his own choice and followed his biological instinct.

This time, he couldn't even make a choice.His mind was blank, but his body mechanically acted according to his waking thoughts.

With a twitch in the corner of Allen's eyes, restraining his emotions, he snatched the box from Rhett's inflexible fingers and threw it aside.

"You really don't do this kind of thing for a day, can't you?" Allen said coldly, pinching Rhett's neck against the wall: "I think I told you very clearly, restrain yourself in this regard."

Under the comfort of alcohol, Rhett's eyes looked docile and innocent, and he said seriously: "So I'm wilted, Alan."

Allen let go of his hand a little speechlessly, it was not his style to beat up a delirious person.

"Alan, what about you? Keep yourselves clean?" Rhett slid down the wall, smiling lowly.

Laughter was like a poisonous snake, injecting venom into Allen's body.He could feel his body gradually getting cold and numb, and he vaguely recalled a dizzy afternoon in the garden when he was a teenager.That afternoon, it was like the venom of that poisonous snake, dripping a drop or two from time to time in his heart.

Whenever that heart wanted to have some vitality, under the action of the venom, it began to become cold and stiff.

He once thought that those shining black eyes would be his salvation.

Allen looked at the man slumped in the corner with his head down, his short black hair was still clean and neat, stuck to his forehead.Her thin lips were pursed tightly, and her eyes had lost focus.

Before that feeling of anxiety arose, he turned around lightly and walked towards the entrance.

He almost thought that this ridiculous night could end, but the man's black figure wound up from behind, breaking this illusion.Red bit down on the glands in his neck, and everything was out of control.

He could feel two pheromones that were full of anger and resisted each other frantically flowing in his body.With little hesitation, Allen waved his hand and punched the opponent.

Reid was obviously confused for a moment, and then under the effect of the pain, the numbness caused by alcohol gradually dissipated.His eyes returned to the previous coldness, and of course he waved towards the other party's delicate face mercilessly.

It was quiet and vague.

The pair of glasses fell at Alan's feet, but he couldn't see it, and the ground was white.

The sudden silence, the other party's unfocused eyes, Rhett realized something, and he evoked a smug smile.His usual frivolous expression emerged.

He leaned close to Alan's ear, wrapped his arms around his thin waist, and kissed his white earlobes with dry lips.It meanders all the way down, and finally lands on the side of the neck, sucking and licking.

He exhaled softly, leaned close to Alan's ear, and whispered: "This is my only self-esteem, Alan."

The opponent's arms gradually tightened around his waist, and Allen raised his head, but he couldn't see the opponent's face clearly. It was a blurry shadow, but it was the eyebrows and eyes he had once outlined in his heart.So he responded, kissing the slightly protruding glands of the other party, with a cool taste of mint.

His smile was gentle and beautiful: "Red, if that's the case, go to hell with me."

Their necks rubbed against each other's sensitive glands, and pheromones diffused in the air.

In this lost way, who is whose salvation?