After The Abyss Dragon Woke Up Chapter 62.1

Beast! (1)

The young man's lips were cold and soft, with a slight chill, like snowflakes falling on his lips and melting instantly, tempting him to take more.

Mu Heng pressed his hot palm against the back of the young man's neck, forcing him to lean forward.

“….. Wu.”

Shi An shivered at the heat emitting from the other person's body.

A faint mumble escaped from his throat, his long eyelashes fluttered slightly, and watery glints floated under his eyes.

He tried to retreat in a daze at the onslaught of unfamiliar sensations, curling up instinctively like a small animal cornered in a desperate situation. Still, he was stopped by the arms around his waist and was forcibly confined in his embrace.

Mu Heng rubbed his thumbs over the young man's cheeks.

The delicate, icy contact melted underneath his touch, tinged with the warmth of his fingertips.

It was like the line between life and death was blurred.

It was as if he had pulled the other man from the cold underworld back to the human world, carried him in his arms, and warmed him up in his palms.

It was as if… he had never died.

Mu Heng tightened his fingers.

Beneath the silvery white eyelashes, his eyes grew darker, like the gloomy gray-blue sky before a storm.

He couldn't help becoming violent, his sharp canine teeth gnashing together, tasting the faintest hint of blood between his lips and teeth, the taste of rust spreading out.

Under the pressure of his palm, the young man was forced to tilt his head and accept the rough and painful kiss.

… Painful.

Shi An frowned, a glimmer of clarity sorted through his dazed pupils.

He looked at the man close by, blinking blankly.

What kind of… situation is this?

As if to punish him for his lack of attention, Mu Heng nibbled lightly on the young man's lower lip.

“Wuu.” Shi An frowned and subconsciously flinched slightly.

Mu Heng's eyelashes fluttered.

He let go of Shi An, his eyes dropping as he gazed at the young man's kissed lips, pressing his fingertips against the other man's lower lip and rubbing it as if he wanted to rub away the bloody smear.

“… Did it hurt?”

Blood sacrifice, did it hurt?

A hint of pain flashed under Mu Heng's eyes.

His breath hitched and he subconsciously clenched his teeth, feeling a dense painful sensation spreading from his heart.

Was death painful?

Only then did Shi An react as an afterthought.

Human body heat invaded his senses at his waist, the back of his neck, and his lips. A hot sensation spread instantly.

His face burst into heat as if flames were burning under his skin and his brain began to buzz.

Shi An scrambled backward.

Luckily, Mu Heng was still injured and his strength had not yet been fully restored, allowing Shi An to break free from his arms.

Shi An covered his bitten lip, breathing heavily, his mind in a state of confusion.

W-What is going on?

Why are things turning out this way?

Shi An was the last of his species and didn't know much about how the Abyss dragons interact.

However, after being in human society for so long, even he knew what a “kiss” was.

It seemed to be a significant act, a way of expressing intimacy among humans.

So… why?

Why would Mu Heng do this?

The dark cave, already small in size, seemed to have become even more cramped and narrow now, the air frozen and filled with a certain unspeakable, highly saturated tension that made him feel uncomfortable all over.

In a brief moment of stimulation, Shi An snapped out of his muddled state of estrus and regained a certain degree of sanity.

Suddenly, Shi An's eyes snapped wide open as if he had thought of something.

Ah!

T-The tail!

Shi An subconsciously reached out and touched behind himself.

Sure enough, as desired, the giant dragon's tail had not been retracted and was swinging from side to side following his intention.

Shi An sucked in a breath of cold air.

He lifted his head and looked across the room toward Mu Heng.

However, strangely enough, the man in front of him did not seem to react too much to this as if he did not notice it at all…

It was almost as if he was under an illusion.

Shi An was perplexed and cautiously moved forward.

Mu Heng slowly raised his eyes, gazing at the young man before him with those deep, dark blue eyes, his vision slightly out of focus, his voice low, with a little imperceptible hoarseness. “… I'm sorry.”

Shi An: “???”

Mm?

As Shi An was lost in thought, the man in front of him reached out again, tugging him by the wrist and dragging him back.

Shi An was startled. “Hold… Hold on!”

The other man did not seem to hear him and dragged Shi An straight into his arms.

He wrapped his arms tightly around Shi An's waist, his hot forehead resting against the other party's shoulder nook, his voice dark. “I'm sorry.”

Shi An was stunned.

The familiar cold scent of the man's body surrounded him and the warmth of his body heat enveloped him in a tight embrace.

He hesitantly reached out his hand and touched Mu Heng's long, smooth silver hair, saying with some uncertainty, “… It's nothing?”

However, this act seemed to trigger the other party's stress response and Shi An felt the arm around his waist suddenly tighten.

Chapter end