Chapter 83: Touching the Tail

Chapter 83: Touching the Tail

The fluffy tail, which had been on his mind, suddenly felt too hot to touch, as if scorched by the intensity and desire in Hilmeth's gaze.

The soft fur wrapped around him, and the tip of the tail was raised and presented in front of him.

The tip flicked back and forth, swaying from side to side, as if the whole tail was inviting him with a playful, "Come on, touch me."

Even though Cang Cheng wanted to touch it, and Hilmeth seemed more than willing, he suddenly hesitated, unsure if he should proceed.

He felt that the way he was pressed against Hilmeth was too intimate, blurring the lines between them.

To avoid brushing against the tail, Cang Cheng placed his hands on Hilmeth's shoulders.

"Um... let go first."

The tail coiled even tighter around him, "Why won’t you touch it? Don’t you like it?"

As the words left his mouth, Hilmeth’s mood visibly darkened.

He was unhappy.

Not wanting to upset Hilmeth, Cang Cheng quickly reassured him, "No, I do like it."

Hilmeth chuckled softly, "It likes you, too."

The furry tail brushed against Cang Cheng's side.

Cang Cheng pursed his lips, "Let me go first."

After a few moments, Hilmeth finally loosened his grip, but only slightly.

However, the feeling of being restrained didn’t diminish.

The tail was gone, replaced by the firm grip of Hilmeth’s arm.

One arm held him tightly, not allowing any movement.

The other hand gripped Cang Cheng’s chin, forcing him to meet Hilmeth’s drunken gaze, despite his attempts to look away.

Hilmeth leaned in, his breath spreading across Cang Cheng's skin, making the already hot Cang Cheng feel even hotter.

The furry tail lifted and swept back and forth across Cang Cheng's hand.

The dawn was breaking outside, but Cang Cheng's view was completely blocked, trapped in an environment filled with minty breath, making his breathing irregular.

In his eyes, Hilmeth's face was as close as it could be, and he could hear the other's breathing and heartbeat.

The alcohol was taking its toll, and Cang Cheng was definitely feeling its effects.

His gaze was clouded with hazy, uncertain thoughts as he looked at Hilmeth.

Hilmeth's thumb gently rubbed Cang Cheng's lips.

At first, it was light, then it increased, finally resting at the corner of his mouth.

The look in his eyes was not innocent.

"The tail likes you, and so do I, Cang Cheng."

Cang Cheng's pure black eyes dilated, and his lips parted, tinged with a flush of red.

He clearly hadn't processed what was happening.

Taking advantage of Cang Cheng's dazed state, Hilmeth gently placed his hand on the back of Cang Cheng's.

He gently gripped, turned, and intertwined their fingers, caressing them softly.

Cang Cheng's fingers tensed, as if he wanted to clench a fist, but he found himself lost in Hilmeth's unusually gentle voice.

"Relax your hand, alright?"

Cang Cheng's weak resistance melted away as Hilmeth spoke, and his hand slowly relaxed.

His palm and knuckles blushed a soft pink.

Hilmeth bent down and pressed a tender kiss to Cang Cheng's fingers.

Then, the tail very autonomously slid into the palm of Cang Cheng's hand.

The tail's fur fluffed up, and it wriggled playfully, leaving its scent all over Cang Cheng's hand.

The stark contrast between the black tail and Cang Cheng's pale hand was visually striking.

Hilmeth felt a deep emotional satisfaction, but his body yearned for more, as though new desires were rising within him.

He couldn't—and didn't want to—control the overwhelming feelings.

He tightened his grip around Cang Cheng, his fingers pressing into the delicate skin of his arm, leaving faint indentations.

But marking just the palm wasn't enough...

He wanted to mark Cang Cheng entirely with his scent.

Hilmeth's voice was already hoarse. "Does the tail feel nice to touch?"

Cang Cheng replied in a very soft voice, "Mhm."

"Do you want to touch the tail every day?"

Cang Cheng nodded slightly.

"I want to be touched by you every day too. Cang Cheng, I like you. Don't reject me, alright?"

With that, Hilmeth lowered his head and kissed Cang Cheng's trembling eyelashes, then his eyes, and his cheek.

Gentle, burning, yet also careful.

The other's breath intertwined with his own, Cang Cheng's mind was in chaos, feeling dizzy.

He couldn't think straight, only allowing Hilmeth to do things that weren't quite proper to him.

Hilmeth... liked him? Was this the kind of affection that wanted to touch the tail every day?

Cang Cheng didn’t pull away. His Mental energy was ready, and with a single thought, he could summon an endless stream of icy water to snap Hilmeth back to reality.

He hesitated.

The hand being nudged by the tail didn’t know whether to open or let go.

He didn’t want to admit that he actually liked this feeling quite a bit.

Being embraced by the furry tail, held by Hilmeth, and being shown overly intense affection through the other male’s straightforward actions.

For a moment, Cang Cheng wanted to go along with Hilmeth. His other hand had even unconsciously climbed onto the other male’s neck.

But he smelled the wine. He remembered that Hilmeth had drunk alcohol and was drunk.

The other male might just be temporarily overwhelmed by desire and might not actually like him that much.

Coming to his senses, Cang Cheng pushed Hilmeth lightly. “Let go. You’re drunk; we’ll talk tomorrow.”

Hilmeth’s tail instantly drooped, and the corners of his eyes fell, looking extremely pitiful.

“Don’t you like me?”

“I…”

Cang Cheng opened his mouth but didn’t finish. Yet, he already had the answer in his heart.

Cang Cheng looked up and carefully traced Hilmeth’s outline.

Suddenly, he felt Hilmeth looked impossibly handsome, so handsome that his heartbeat became erratic, and he found himself wanting to act on impulse while Hilmeth was not fully sober.

But… he couldn’t take advantage of the situation.

To Cang Cheng, Hilmeth was special, important. It was fine to tease him casually, but when it came to feelings, he couldn’t take advantage of Hilmeth.

“We’ll talk tomorrow, okay?”

As he spoke, Cang Cheng lifted a strand of Hilmeth’s long hair and kissed it gently.

This action made Hilmeth’s breathing hitch, and he held Cang Cheng even tighter.

After a moment, he forced himself to contain his emotions and said, “Okay.”

Hilmeth let go of the arm wrapped around Cang Cheng, and his tail fell from Cang Cheng’s palm.

Just as Cang Cheng breathed a sigh of relief, the soft tail wrapped around his slender ankle.

It even rubbed a couple of times, pushing the pant leg up until it touched Cang Cheng’s skin before it stopped.

Cang Cheng said, “Your tail…”

“I can’t control it. Let it keep you company tonight, okay?”

When Hilmeth said this, he lowered his head, devoid of his usual confidence, leaving only a pitiful expression.

Anyone who saw the famed general looking at them with such lost puppy eyes would soften!

Especially since the general was currently in his favorite exotic form.

Cang Cheng’s heart ached at the sight of Hilmeth’s defeated expression. He knew he had to stay strong, but it was hard to resist the pull of those pleading eyes. “Alright.”

Cang Cheng had forgotten that if he made Hilmeth change back, the tail would disappear. But for now, he let the warmth of the tail comfort him, knowing that tomorrow would bring new challenges.

He was willing to indulge Hilmeth.

Thus, Hilmeth used his tail to wrap around Cang Cheng's ankle, following him like a little attendant as Cang Cheng washed up and prepared for bed.

The tail on his ankle did not let go all night.

In his sleep, Cang Cheng dreamed of a large black panther acting coquettishly on his leg.

The panther's body temperature was very hot, but its fur felt pleasant to the touch.

Cang Cheng slept soundly, comforted by the presence of the large panther.

The next morning when Cang Cheng woke up, he was alone in the room.

As he recalled the events of the previous night, Cang Cheng rolled around on the bed a few times before finally settling down.

The sensation on his ankle hadn't disappeared; it was still a bit itchy and warm.

The tail, which he usually only admired from a distance, had been pressed against him all night, giving Cang Cheng a sense of having obtained something without effort.

Speaking of which… someone's tail really had a great feel.

Thick, smooth fur with a soft undercoat—how he wished he could…

As he thought about it, Cang Cheng shook his head. He couldn't touch the tail every day; by the customs of the Norman race, that would be too inappropriate.

Getting up and finishing his wash, he came to the living room on the second floor, where he saw the general in human form wearing a light blue apron and light-colored loungewear, preparing brunch.

Two apron strings were tied around the general's slim waist, accentuating his perfect figure.

Sensing Cang Cheng's arrival, Hilmeth turned around and placed the freshly cooked stir-fried vegetables on a plate.

"Good morning, Cang Cheng."

Hilmeth greeted him.

Steam rose from the freshly cooked dishes, giving the dining area a warm, homey feel.

Through the mist, Hilmeth's silver hair was swept to one side, and his sleeves were rolled up to his elbows, revealing his elegant forearms.

This scene, combined with his casual attire and the hot food, made Cang Cheng feel for a moment that the general was quite… 'domestic.'

Cang Cheng shook his head, shaking off the strange thought.

Hilmeth brought out chicken soup porridge and scallion oil chicken, naturally serving a bowl to Cang Cheng.

"Try the taste."

The warm porridge made Cang Cheng squint in satisfaction.

"Very delicious."

Thus, Cang Cheng and Hilmeth shared a warm and cozy meal together.

Cang Cheng had done this scene countless times with him, but with the general's human skin instead of his exotic form, it felt oddly familiar yet different.

After all… the person in front of him was the fearsome general from the battlefield!

After finishing the meal, they handed the dishes to the robot for cleaning and headed to the small balcony on the second floor.

As the door opened, Cang Cheng was greeted by a vibrant red that transformed the entire balcony into a scene of breathtaking beauty.

The fragrance of flowers mingled with the scent of grass and trees, rich and fragrant but not overpowering, exuding a vibrant and thriving energy.

Cang Cheng was taken aback: When did his balcony get so many roses?

With a soft 'click,' the balcony door gently closed.

Hilmeth turned to face Cang Cheng directly. The sunlight cast a light golden hue over his silver hair, dazzling and gentle, no longer cold.

His silvery-gray eyes were deep and focused, though his hand, resting at his side, unconsciously tightened into a fist.

A hint of nervousness flickered in his gaze.

Realizing this, Cang Cheng also felt a bit tense but tried to remain calm.

His dark eyes had a slight upward tilt at the corners, and his smile carried a barely-there hook.

"When did you start gardening, General?"

Hilmeth followed Cang Cheng's lead, straightforward and sincere: "Today, for you."

"What do you plan to do with these roses, General?"

Hilmeth's eyes held a smile. "You know."

Cang Cheng's smile deepened. "Oh? I have no idea."

"No problem, I can say it again."

He plucked a rose and offered it to Cang Cheng. "I like you, Cang Cheng. I want to be your boyfriend, fiancé, lover, lifelong partner. Please give me a chance."

Hilmeth stared directly at Cang Cheng, his hand holding the rose trembling slightly.

He was anxious.

Emboldened by last night's intoxication, he had confessed to Cang Cheng in his true form as an exotic being.

However, Cang Cheng had not responded.

So today, he gathered his courage once more, prepared himself, and confessed to Cang Cheng in his human form.

The two were bound by a contract. It was destiny.

Cang Cheng said he liked his exotic appearance, and he also liked Cang Cheng, very much. It was a mutual connection, a shared understanding.

Hilmeth could not defy his true feelings, nor would he be timid.

So, he chose to confess, to express his love.

"I like you, Cang Cheng."

He repeated the words, his voice as gentle as melting spring water, clear and tinged with the colors of blooming flowers.

Cang Cheng lightly pressed his lips together.

Hilmeth's gesture only added to the turmoil in his heart from the previous day.

The handsome admiral was completely captivated by him. The silver figure, framed by red roses, seemed to take on a blush that made his heart race.

Cang Cheng pressed his hand over his chest, feeling his heart pounding wildly.

He looked up, his dark eyes now filled with silver. His gaze flickered when he met Hilmeth's intense gaze.

Hilmeth's words stirred something deep within him.

Yesterday, in a tipsy state, Cang Cheng had been moved by Hilmeth, but he chalked it up to the alcohol.

But today, fully sober, he found himself just as affected by Hilmeth.

He realized, he really liked Hilmeth.

So what if he liked him? Hilmeth was exotic, powerful, and drop-dead gorgeous—Cang Cheng wasn’t losing anything here.

Cang Cheng closed the distance between them, practically pressing himself against Hilmeth.

Hilmeth’s muscles tensed beneath him.

Cang Cheng’s voice was laced with amusement. "General, you’re not drunk today?"

"No."

Cang Cheng took the rose from Hilmeth's hand, sniffed it, and looked up again.

"You’re using these roses to confess? They’re from Mù Xīng’s lab, and everything in there belongs to me. So… you’re confessing with my stuff?"

Hilmeth was rendered speechless but wasn’t in a hurry to explain.

Cang Cheng taking the flower gave him a hint.

Tentatively, he put his arm around Cang Cheng. Touch, release, seeing no resistance, he then tightly circled him.

This time, he was sober and proactive.

"Do you accept?"

He asked, his voice a bit hoarse.

Cang Cheng pulled on Hilmeth's collar with one hand. The wide clothes stretched significantly under the force, revealing the perfectly shaped muscles beneath.

Cang Cheng's heartbeat quickened at the sight.

He lifted his head and pressed a soft kiss to the corner of Hilmeth’s lips.

"Mine, sealed."

The gentle sensation rippled through him, Hilmeth’s blue eyes slightly contracting.

Hilmeth’s arm around Cang Cheng tightened, his fingers digging into his back.

He lowered his eyes, his gaze fixed on Cang Cheng's lips, focused and emotionally intense.

Hilmeth: "Boyfriend?"

"Mhm. Boyfriend."

Upon receiving the affirmative response, Hilmeth cupped Cang Cheng's face with one hand and responded.

Hilmeth's breath grew heavier, and for a brief moment, Cang Cheng felt a surge of discomfort, wanting to pull away.

But his chin and body were held firmly in place, leaving him unable to move, his breath stolen by the other.

Their breaths intertwined, and the heat between them rose.

Hilmeth's movements were intense, almost painful.

It was as if he wanted to imprint his love on Cang Cheng, chasing and enveloping him.

Cang Cheng hadn't expected the usually aloof general to be so passionate in his kisses.

Gradually, Cang Cheng lost his strength, his autonomy slipping away, his body relaxing.

Feeling Cang Cheng's surrender, Hilmeth plundered more boldly.

He leaned in slightly, and the two of them fell into the rose bush, the petals and leaves whispering softly as they brushed against each other.

Cang Cheng lay on top of Hilmeth, still held close, as Hilmeth deepened the kiss.

It was unclear how much time passed before Hilmeth let go of Cang Cheng.

Cang Cheng's vision blurred, his lips redder than the roses.

Hilmeth used his thumb to caress Cang Cheng's lips, chin, and then... his delicate Adam's apple.

"Stop."

Cang Cheng's voice came out strange, and he immediately closed his mouth.

Hilmeth smiled.

"I like you, Cang Cheng."

He repeated the words, then focused his mental energy, his silver hair turning black as he shifted from his human form to his exotic appearance.

Cang Cheng gazed at Hilmeth's dark, alluring form, entranced by his beauty.

Perhaps because they had just kissed, Hilmeth's amber eyes blazed with desire, like embers from a celestial fire, casting a kaleidoscope of colors.

"With this appearance, kissing you, you don't mind, right?"

The exotic general's voice was even more hoarse, and though he posed a question, it felt like he was teasing Cang Cheng with a seductive allure, drawing him in.

Cang Cheng shook his head lightly. "I don't mind."

"Thanks for the permission, boyfriend."

With that, they switched positions, with Hilmeth on top.

Hilmeth's black hair fell to Cang Cheng's neck, their knees intertwined, fingers interlocked.

Cang Cheng looked up, his eyes misty.

In this position, Hilmeth's kisses became even more intense.

A protective layer formed from the energy release, preventing the rose thorns from scratching Cang Cheng.

However, because of this protective layer, the air around Cang Cheng was thick with the scent of the other.

The floral fragrance, the earthy scent of grass and wood, along with Hilmeth's signature minty scent, all mixed together.

Cang Cheng was lost in the intoxicating blend.

A fluffy tail, spread in a figure-eight pattern, rubbed against Cang Cheng's ankles, but it also held him tightly in place.

Like the general, it hungrily drank in Cang Cheng's scent, wanting to lock him by its side.

Cang Cheng struggled to breathe and nipped at Hilmeth as punishment.

Hilmeth let go, but the flame-like color in his amber eyes deepened.

"Is something wrong?"

Stop kissing me...

Just as Cang Cheng was about to answer, Hilmeth sealed his mouth again.

The general's emotions were raw and unfiltered.

He didn't want to end the kiss, so he continued.

Cang Cheng was his.

*

Three light-years away from the setting sun star, starships in stealth mode were gathering.

A voice: "Cang Yan is looking at you in a new light, and so are the others. We can't let you keep growing any stronger."

"Before Cang Yan gives you his power, we have to act now. We'll destroy you before that happens!"

Saying this, their exotic, slit-like eyes glowed with a dangerous light. Behind them, their glowing light tails flickered ominously: "Victory for the king!"

These beings were from the Light Dog Clan, an exotic race known for their unique abilities.

Racial Skill: They can control and manipulate light, bending it to their will.

Racial Trait: They can kill their own kind to absorb their powers. The stronger the victim, the more powerful they become.

The danger was closing in fast.