[ABO BL Anthology] Time Cross Academy

Alpha x Alpha Twisted Romance (4)

Shen Long was still unhappy about being carried like a princess all the way back to the dormitory by a man who looked too pretty to be an alpha. He might be a powerless human in this vessel but all his manly bulging muscles should at least provide Ruo Han with some difficulty. His pride was wounded by how easily those thin arms lifted him and the dragon god spirit wanted to scream.

Apart from being hurt and frustrated, Shen Long was also feeling somewhat weak and was starving. It honestly hasn’t been all that long since Ruo Han put that stupid seal on him, probably a week but Shen Long refused to apologise or admit defeat to such a cheap trick. He was better than that, or so he assumed.

Once they were back in their room, Ruo Han set Shen Long down on his bed and immediately noticed the problem.

Shen Long couldn’t help the furious blush that climbed onto his face and reddened his neck when he followed Ruo Han’s line of sight. Unabashed, the cultivator was staring at the pitching tent in his pants. The dragon spirit god closed his legs on reflex and growled menacingly as he shoved the cultivator away but Ruo Han remained stubborn.

“Move it!” Shen Long yelled and tried to make a run but Ruo Han was faster.

Shen Long wasn’t expecting to be restrained by the temporary paralysing spell that Ruo Han just released. Was that all the cultivator could do? Was relying on petty tricks all Ruo Han could do? Even so, Shen Long gnashed his teeth angrily for succumbing to such cheap tricks.

Ruo Han glanced over to the erection straining against Shen Long’s pants and blinked. He didn’t think that Shen Long would last this long without release given his track record of living a life full of debauchery. He heard the rumours about how Shen Long was running all over the academy to look for his usual call boys but even the mightiest omega failed at giving Shen Long the thing he needed most. Just when Ruo Han was going to tell Shen Long that he was going to undo the spell because of good behaviour, the dragon god spirit landed himself in a fight that resulted in a straining erection after getting beaten up.

“Are you a masochist?” he asked and Shen Long froze for two seconds before exploding in anger.

How did this i***t relate having an erection to becoming a masochist? Was he insane?!

“What are you talking about?! It’s all because of you and that stupid seal spell!” Shen Long growled and tugged at the hem of his pants, dropping it to point at the tattoo on his lower abs.

Not realising how this was affecting Ruo Han’s brain, the dragon god spirit continued to complain about how unfair the treatment was. Ruo Han didn’t listen to anything past ‘abuse of power’ as the dragon god spirit continued fuming, too weak to struggle from Ruo Han’s hold on the bed.

After a while, Shen Long realised that something wasn’t right and stopped his rant halfway. Ruo Han’s eyes were glazed over and his breathing intensified even if it wasn’t very noticeable. The cultivator still looked like a collected and composed gentleman but the knee in between Shen Long’s legs was saying something else. That was pure unadulterated lust in Ruo Han’s icy blue eyes.

“O-oi! Get a grip, are you even listening? Remove this stupid spell!”

Ruo Han contemplated for a while and Shen Long became nervous. He didn’t like the look in Ruo Han’s eyes.

“No. What if you start sleeping around and abusing omegas again? The principal left me in charge of you and your needs. I’m sorry that I didn’t get to you before those low-life bastards got to you. As for this…” he stared at the bursting package. “Leave it to me.”

Shen Long didn’t want to question what ‘leave it to me’ meant but he was sure it wouldn’t be anything good. Ruo Han sealed their lips together and the dragon god spirit froze. Despite all his romps and fooling around, he’d never kissed anyone. This was a first and the electrifying feeling of energy getting transferred made him feel weak. It was simply too much!

Ruo Han felt Shen Long suck the energy out of him like a free-flowing tap. The hunger was real and the dragon god spirit was positively starved with how he couldn’t be sated despite the brief transfer of energy. Shen Long’s strong arms locked him in an awkward position, grinding their hips together needily.

As lust consumed Shen Long’s rationality, his eyes changed colour from ruby to amethyst. The animalistic growl and strange tribal tattoos that manifested on his skin made Ruo Han wonder if something was wrong. His seal spell was still present and that should prevent Shen Long from finding any release. Yet, already there was a small dark patch on the fabric where the tent was.

Carefully, Ruo Han reached down to cup the throbbing manhood and Shen Long moaned, thrusting his hip forward so that he could feel the heat of Ruo Han’s hand better. The cultivator pulled away quickly from the kiss and used a free hand to pull Shen Long’s short golden spiky hair back, leaving his neck defenceless for a row of pearly whites to sink in painfully.

The row of teeth marks on Shen Long’s neck made the alpha instincts in Ruo Han preen with excitement. He wanted very much to make love to Shen Long who was in a rather helpless state to his instincts but the cultivator controlled himself.

“Stop,” he told Shen Long who was getting handsy with him. “You still have to be punished for fooling around when I’m not watching even if you didn’t participate in any activities. Also, I didn’t think you would come to enjoy pain so much that you would gain an erection from it.”

The dragon god spirit wasn’t in a listening mood and growled when Ruo Han moved away to create space between them. After feeding on Ruo Han’s energy from that kiss, Shen Long wanted more. Unfortunately for him, the cultivator was a strict caretaker. With another temporary binding spell, spiritual ropes bound Shen Long’s wrists to the headboard and the dragon god spirit growled, breathing heavily as Ruo Han sat at the side of the bed, studying him.

The cultivator was fighting a difficult inner battle. Shen Long wasn’t in his right state of mind. He didn’t want to violate him but he still had to feed him and teach the arrogant dragon god a lesson about breaking rules and causing trouble. Amanda did promise him that she would grant him special rights to register a bonded partner certificate with the person of his choice with their consent even if they were not omegas if he was able to bring Shen Long back onto the right path. As a righteous cultivator, Ruo Han was more than happy to accept the terms.

Now, how to punish Shen Long in a way that wouldn’t be too harsh? The bulge in the struggling alpha’s pants looked painful and  Ruo Han had an idea.

Shen Long almost cried in relief when his strangled manhood was finally let free. He looked down with amethyst eyes at what Ruo Han was up to and collapsed back onto the bed, unable to hold his head up when the combined feeling of heat on his erection and the surge of icy cool electricity coursed through his body, short-circuiting his senses that reduced him into a twitching mess.

Ruo Han tucked his long hair behind his ear and hollowed his cheeks to take more of the huge member down his throat. He could feel himself turning numb as Shen Long ate his energy greedily, sucking everything out from his golden core. At the same time, the hot weight in his mouth throbbed urgently, wanting release but getting nothing more than just dirty precum flowing like a leaking tap that was about to explode.

As Ruo Han bobbed his head tasting the shaft and keeping Shen Long’s thighs parted, the dragon god spirit tested the strength of the spiritual ropes and howled when they didn’t loosen. He thrashed when both pleasure and pain heightened past anything he’d ever experienced before and struggled to break free or get away from the source but Ruo Han held his hips down firmly.

No longer starved but extremely desperate for relief, Shen Long’s stubborn temper waned. The numbness from the overflowing pleasure building from the bottom of his stomach spread to the tip of his toes that curled as his legs trembled. His thick thigh muscles were no match against the destructive waves of pleasure brought by Ruo Han’s talented mouth and the seal did its job very well.

Ruo Han didn’t relent even when Shen Long broke and caved to the overwhelming waves of ecstasy. Shen Long cried out in a choked scream when the first dry orgasm shook through his body. Ruo Han didn’t slow. Instead, he used this chance to lick and suck the dragon god spirit’s sensitive tip, circling it twice before he teased the small slit and pumped the engorged shaft.

Confused by the contrasting feeling of pain and pleasure wrecking his body, Shen Long became unable to hold onto his bodily functions and curled with a howl, pissing all over Ruo Han and the bed before flopping bonelessly, completely spent from the intense sensations. The dragon god spirit was out of it almost immediately, exhausted beyond belief.

Ruo Han didn’t move back in time before that happened and looked at the mess made. The cultivator stared at the purplish manhood and took pity on the dragon god spirit. They both needed a bath and he would clean the mess up later. For now, attending to Shen Long’s needs was more important.

Leaving briefly to prepare the private bathwater, Ruo Han checked and confirmed that the hallways were clear before he swaddled Shen Long with his blanket and carried the dragon god spirit to the private bathroom and washed them both. The cultivator took special care to heal the wounds using his remaining energy although the seal still remained. He wasn’t going to undo this so easily or Shen Long would never learn his lesson. Instead, he used ice formed by his powers to make Shen Long’s manhood stand down.

Throughout the gentle and thorough aftercare, Shen Long remained blissfully unconscious. For the first time in a long while, the dragon god spirit slept soundlessly. There were no awful memories, nightmares or feelings of unease, just bone-tiring exhaustion with the faint memory of being cared for in the sea of darkness.