Chapter 571 - 9.41 Turn Him Away
Cw: dubcon
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"Ah—mmph!" His scream was cut off short when Lu Yizhou suddenly clamped his mouth shut. Unable to make any sound, Zhao Bolin could only let out muffled whimpers from his throat, like a baby kitten caught by the scruff of its neck, so heart-wrenchingly pitiful that it was hard to see.
The faint sting on his throat sent Professor Zhao spiraling into waves of panic. W–What was going on? Lu Yizhou, he... Did he just bite him on the throat?! Oh goodness, was he going to transform into a zombie?! What should he do? He was going to become a zombie!
"Sshh..." a hoarse, velvety voice hushed softly, piercing through the thick fog in Zhao Bolin’s mind and the rapid thumping of his heartbeat. "Don’t be so loud. Do you want to be heard by Student Li outside?"
Zhao Bolin’s body stiffened as he registered what the other was saying. Heard by Li Zhu...? No, he did not want that to happen! Without waiting for a response though, Lu Yizhou dived in again and his hot moist tongue lapped on the spot where his teeth had just bitten — merciless enough to hurt but not hard enough to pierce through the fragile skin.
Zhao Bolin’s breath hitched on his throat as the sound of wet licking echoed sensually around the vast laboratory — a place which was supposed to be sacred for him. His vulnerable throat was exposed for the predator to devour, making him terrified yet thrilled at the same time. Unable to help it, another faint whimper emerged from the depth of his throat, like the cry of a young cub who was hanging on its last breath. At the moment, he did not feel like he was laying on the solid experimental table, but on the edge of a cliff where he could slip and fall into his death just by the slightest movement. Sweat glistened on his fair skin as his glasses soon turned foggy due to the rapid panting. Was it fear? Humiliation? Or was it something else...?
He could not move. At all. The grip Lu Yizhou had on him was so tight that he could only lay there helplessly with his neck bared, letting the zombie leave wet trails all over his skin; the curve of his collarbone, the dip of his sternum, his chin, below his ears... just like how a predator was marking his territory.
Lu Yizhou’s palm was still cupping his erection like a warm velvet glove, the temperature searing through the layers of clothing. So hot...! He was going to be burned to ashes! Heat built on his lower abdomen and a powerful wave of pleasure crashed upon him, so intense it was driving him crazy!