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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

71*

The fact that he couldn't deny the man— he was so lulled by that voice. Suga closed his eyes, hugging the man tighter. As Suga's hands pressed against his back, the man kissed his neck, deeply inhaling the scent there.

He shouldn't feel at ease, shouldn't be liking this— what kind of messed-up scenario was unfolding between them? It was confusing, and Suga couldn't comprehend why he felt this way— the body temperature of the man who was obviously spreading against his skin, the way their sweat mingled, the weight of the man's body pressing against his. Suga was left with no choice but to breathe in the intoxicating pheromones of the man— it felt suffocating. Attempting to retain his sanity, hanging by a thread, he reminded himself not to succumb.

He shouldn't be drawn to any of this. But why? Why did he feel the urge to tighten his embrace? The sweet utterance of his name by the man sent a tingling sensation coursing through his entire body.