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#R18
#MYSTERY
#DARK
#POSSESSIVE
#SMUT
#BL
#KILLER
#POWERFULCOUPLE
#ENEMIESTOLOVERS
#OMEGAVERSE

[BL] EGOTISTIC

[18+, nsfw, mature content, sensitive content] "From the tips of his hair to his lips and eyes—everything about him is red. His entire being screams 'walking red flag.' And yet, he treats me differently... or is it just my imagination?" After the death of his parents in a car accident, Akagi Suga sold his parents' house and moved to another area. He raised his younger brother alone, their life didn't go smoothly but at least as long as Suga lived with his younger brother, their life was always pleasant. Until finally people from IHPS (International Human Protection Squad) approached him, making Akagi Suga remember again that his father was a former instructor of that special forces. He didn't want to get involved with people from an organization created by elites under the guise of ‘military’, an organization filled with crazy people, but when Nakajima Yuki, his childhood friend asked Suga to join IHPS, at first Suga refused, however— "It wasn't an accident, both your parents were killed." He already had this suspicion for a long time. 'Will going to IHPS make it easier for me to find out which organization killed my parents?' And why did a madman named Zion Hughes always make it difficult for him to find out about the organization? (ps ; I won't give warning for adult scenes iykwim, I will give warning if there's sensitive content)

chacantsleep · LGBT+
分數不夠
279 Chs
#R18
#MYSTERY
#DARK
#POSSESSIVE
#SMUT
#BL
#KILLER
#POWERFULCOUPLE
#ENEMIESTOLOVERS
#OMEGAVERSE

65*

The IHPS building is towering tall and spacious. The staircase is intentionally designed in a winding, circular manner, making it challenging for intruders to enter or escape easily.

It would indeed be faster to use an elevator.

But where's the fun in that?

Zion hugged Suga's body even tighter, the man who was now in his arms also desperately clung to Zion.

Breathless, with a flushed face, hot body temperature, and hips that incessantly rubbed his dick against Zion's abs, seeking relief.

Every "Ah...ah...ah..." that came out of his tiny mouth as Zion's feet descended the stairs one by one, slowly and surely.

The man being carried, of course, was impatient, seeing how he continuously wiggled his hips, rubbing against Zion's body, and how he uncontrollably released sweet-smelling pheromones that could certainly make any alpha who inhaled this scent lose his mind.