556: 9.26 I Want You

9.26 I Want You

Cw: mild sexual description, dub-con2

Zhao Bolin's breath hitched on his throat. For some reason, his mind drifted back to a few hours ago, in the outside corridor when Lu Yizhou was leaning close to him. Their faces had been merely an inch from each other and if not for the other students' timely arrival, they would have… 

However, it was different this time. 

All of the students had been evacuated and Zhao Bolin had locked the door, trapping himself with this ravenous zombie who decided to make his desire known. Nobody would come to rescue him… unless he screamed atop of his lungs, perhaps. 

Yet at this perilous moment, Zhao Bolin felt his throat locking up, his brain failing him and every corner of his mind was invaded by Lu Yizhou's lips which were glistening with saliva. 

[I want you, Zhao Bolin...] Even though Lu Yizhou did not speak, Zhao Bolin seemed to hear each and every word being whispered right next to his ears, filled with the distinct scent of blood and danger. 

Adrenaline rushed to his head so fast that he became a little dizzy. The feeling of walking on the edge of a sharp blade, not knowing when it would move to draw his blood, was unexpectedly heady and electrifying. His heartbeat quickened in pace, so did his breathing. Their breaths intermingled, one fiery and the other cold, two contrasts that yet again reminded him of how different they were. 

[I want you so much that I'm going crazy.] The confession was accompanied by another resounding growl as if the beast was warning its prey from approaching any closer. [So if you don't want to be infected… remember not to provoke me anymore.]

Zhao Bolin blinked, his entire person was so shocked that his mind crashed down for a split second. Still courting death, the muddled Professor Zhao followed up with another question. "B–By 'want', you mean—" 

His eyes flew wide and his lips rounded into a solid 'o' when Lu Yizhou pressed himself closer until there was no space between their lower bodies. Like this, Zhao Bolin could clearly perceive a hard, solid rod pressing against his thigh. Judging from its position and shape, it should be Lu Yizhou's c–c–cro…

This time, Professor Zhao's mind exploded along with every single nerve on his body. He had just asked Zombie Lu a question a few moments ago — "What can make you feel aroused?" — and voilà, now he got the answer, not only that Student Lu also kindly offered him firsthand experience! 

Alas, the price Professor Zhao had to pay for this answer was a little more than what he could handle. Zhao Bolin felt like his brain was going to be fried from how hot his head was. Lu Yizhou… he–he was aroused… He was feeling aroused right now and the reason for it was Zhao Bolin…

He wanted Zhao Bolin's flesh, both literally and figuratively.

Zhao Bolin's breath caught on his throat as the revelation dawned on him. The heat from his face suffused into his entire body with a speed faster than light, almost turning his skin as red as a boiled lobster. With their bodies pressed so close like this, all minute reactions were utterly inescapable.

Lu Yizhou froze, then he looked down at Zhao Bolin's body. 

Zhao Bolin sucked in a breath and thought that being bitten by a zombie was better than his current situation — anything! He couldn't believe it! H–His body actually reacted to Lu Yizhou's passionate and bloody confession! What the hell was wrong with him?! He knew that he was not normal compared to other people but it was not until now that he was aware of how masochistic he was! 

Goodness, this zombie literally said he wanted to eat you but how could you get hard from that, Zhao Bolin?!

Mortified, Zhao Bolin struggled to break free from Lu Yizhou's grip, the rims of his eyes reddened in shame. "L–Let go! Let go of me!"

Alas, the more he struggled, the more their intimate organs brushed against each other. It actually gave off the impression that Professor Zhao was deliberately rubbing his body against a certain zombie… Tears gathered in the corner of Zhao Bolin's eyes and he bit his lips so hard that they almost bled. 

Goodness… just kill him! Seriously, just kill him now! Never before had the proud Professor Zhao been put in such a mortifying situation where he was unable to wash himself clean. He was so ashamed of himself that he wanted to slam his head against the wall and die!

Against Zhao Bolin's desperate plea, Lu Yizhou tightened his grip and pressed closer instead. For the very first time, his steady breathing turned chaotic, like a big stone had been thrown into the surface of a calm lake. Slowly, his waist gyrated, searching for the best angle to grind his erection against the other. As for Zhao Bolin… the puny, weak and helpless Professor Zhao could only bite his lips and endure the torture of mortification and pleasure. 

Flush crept into the corner of his eyes, giving off the appearance of being bullied. His golden eyes shone with unshed tears and the glare he offered Lu Yizhou was filled with accusation and grievance. "Let… Let go…!" Albeit his mouth said that, his body could not deny the foreign pleasure it received. Zhao Bolin's waist turned weak and if not for Lu Yizhou holding him up, he would have slid to the ground by now. 

A toned leg slipped between his, parting his thighs wider and pressing up on his hardening cock. A scandalous moan escaped Professor Zhao's lips and he could not help but grind his hips against Lu Yizhou's thigh, trying to chase after the mind-numbing pleasure. His sharp eyes grew hazy with passion. Unable to hold back, a droplet of crystalline tears slid down his cheek.

Lu Yizhou had been intently observing Zhao Bolin's face and as soon as he saw the tears, he instantly bent his head down and caught it with the tip of his tongue.

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Mini theater

Zhao Bolin: I found myself getting hard when a zombie confessed he wanted to eat me. What the hell is wrong with me?! Urgently asking for help!

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