Villain Saving System (BL)

Oliver’s fingers trailed down to the visible fingermarks on his hips, its color purple. It was even more prominent from the back. He matched the shape of the Alpha’s fingermarks with his own palm and blushed deeper at the sheer difference in size between them. He felt small compared to the Alpha but it was an undeniable truth that Altair was huge; he was a size larger than normal beastmen everywhere and Oliver found himself growing another fetish of how his broad palms felt when they enveloped his slender waist. It was fucking hot. There was a cluster of hickeys on his back as well, and multiple teeth marks on the swell of his ass. Oliver took in a shuddering breath and tried to shake the thought out of his mind before he got hard again. Enough sex for the day, he told himself. He would really die if the Alpha found out that he was getting horny again.

From this angle, Oliver could barely catch a sight of the mating bite. It was both red and purplish, its flesh still raw from the Alpha’s venom.

Oliver sucked in deep breath. Okay, there was no denying it. He was getting hard again. His cock, still too sensitive and tender to the touch, had started to harden, pressing against his thigh and Oliver hadn’t got enough willpower to make it go away.

Calm down, Oliver. He inhaled. Calm down and think of something else. Don’t let the Alpha notice...

A pair of arms suddenly wrapped around him from behind and his back was pressed onto the surface of a warm and solid chest. Oliver’s heart almost jumped out of his throat when the Alpha’s voice materialized into his ear. "Thinking of me?"

"A—Altair!" Oliver complained petulantly. "You surprised me! Where did you come from?!"

Lu Yizhou bit the shell of his cat ears and frowned as he realized that Oliver still hadn’t dried himself. Disentangling his limbs around the omega, Lu Yizhou went to get the towel. It was only when Oliver had been wrapped in a large fluffy bath robe did he show a hint of satisfaction in the way his lips ticked upward slightly. "You’re engrossed in looking at the bite mark." His fingers gently brushed the raw wound and Oliver shivered. "Does it still hurt?"

"En, a bit," he answered hoarsely. He could see them from the mirror. Lu Yizhou’s huge body frame made him look especially small, tucked into the Alpha’s embrace. Lu Yizhou was wearing a grey comfy sweater paired with black sweatpants, the sleeves rolled upward to show his toned forearms. From the loose collar, Oliver glimpsed upon a red circular teeth mark. His muddled mind conjured up the scene. It seemed like it was from when he was riding the Alpha atop of the carpet. He was biting his lips when Lu Yizhou tugged his jaw apart and directed him toward his own neck. "You can bite here," he’d said. And Oliver did just that. Biting so hard as if he wanted to mark Lu Yizhou like an omega, to claim his stake over him.

He saw as the Alpha’s eyes were transfixed on the bite, his eyes glowing in molten silver. Then he dipped his head low and licked the wound.