Author: 唇亡齿寒 / Lips Gone, Teeth Cold

Translator: Kinky || https://kinkytranslations.com/

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Chapter 29

In the maintenance hangar, Leo was busy directing a group of robots to extract parameters from the “Bard”.

“Hey, Leo, where did Joshua go?” Alois asked as soon as he stepped out of the elevator.

“He went back to his room,” Leo replied without taking his eyes off the fighter.

“I’m going to find him.” Alois tilted his head before stepping back into the elevator. As the door closed, he heard Leo’s dissatisfied voice from the elevator ceiling. “All you ever think about is Joshua, Joshua… Don’t you care about how my research is going?”

“Uh, okay. How is your research going?” Alois pressed the button for the floor where the cabins were located.

“Hmph! You don’t sound sincere at all. I won’t tell you!”

“Didn’t you just ask me to ask?!” AI can be so unpredictable!

No matter how much he knocked on the walls, Leo didn’t respond again. Clearly, the AI was sulking. Alois really began to suspect that there was some crucial code missing from Leo’s program.

When he arrived outside Joshua’s room, Alois pressed the doorbell. After waiting a few seconds, the door silently slid open.

Joshua was lying on the bed, playing with the cat. Surprisingly, there wasn’t just the cat, but the dog as well. Schrödinger was lazily sprawled on the assassin’s chest, enjoying a belly rub while using its sharp claws to threaten the dog on the floor. Pavlov whimpered and nudged Joshua’s leg sadly.

Alois squinted his eyes. “Your room is turning into a zoo.”

“Isn’t it great?” Joshua had already removed his contact lenses. His eyes returned to their black-and-gold “Abyssal Flame” state. Those mesmerizing eyes made Alois’s heart tremble.

“They get along well,” the assassin continued. Pavlov’s mournful whine shattered his life mercilessly. Clearly, Schrödinger was bullying the big dog with its inherent advantage.

“Oh, forget about the cat and dog. I’ve got something good to show you!” Alois bypassed the golden retriever and proudly displayed the two tickets in his hand. “Tickets to Camilla’s concert!”

Joshua glanced at them, seemingly uninterested. “Srosie gave them to you?”

“Yeah.” Alois smiled. “Let’s go see it together tomorrow!”

“Find someone else,” Joshua said, flipping Schrödinger over to scratch its belly.

“What? You don’t like concerts?” Alois snatched the cat and tossed it to the floor. “Go play with your new friend!”

Schrödinger glared and hissed at the dog before trotting out of the room. Pavlov reluctantly followed, tail between its legs. Once the door closed and Alois confirmed they were alone, he placed the tickets on the table and straddled Joshua.

“What’s wrong?” he asked.

“Can you get off me?”

“Why can a cat lie on you, but I can’t?”

Joshua sighed and rubbed his forehead. “Here you go again.” He tucked his hair behind his ear. “Don’t tell anyone about the cyborg we encountered on the island.”

“Why?”

“Can’t you tell? This involves military secrets. If it blows up, you might not survive.” Joshua pinched Alois’s cheek. “Stay on the ship for a few days. I’ll have the hotel send over our luggage. Don’t wander around, understand?”

“But the concert…”

“Which is more important, the concert or your life?” Joshua seemed a bit annoyed.

Alois whispered, “I think both are important…” He mumbled, “It’s such a rare opportunity…”

“Then go die out there and don’t come back,” Joshua said harshly. He thought Alois would give in, but to his surprise, the young man smiled and leaned in mysteriously. “Would you let me die? Would you really?” He kissed Joshua on the cheek. “Would you, hmm?”

Joshua couldn’t help but laugh. “You can try and see if I’ll feel sad.” He kissed Alois back, engaging in a deep, passionate kiss. The young man was delighted, savoring the intimate play of their tongues.

The assassin propped himself up with one hand and slid the other down Alois’s waist, pausing suggestively at his crotch.

“Feeling frisky?” He began to rub Alois through his pants, eliciting a satisfied sigh. Alois was already hard, the shape evident even through the fabric. Joshua continued to kiss him while unzipping his pants, reaching in to grasp his throbbing erection, applying varying pressure.

“Mm…” Alois moaned in pleasure. Joshua’s touch was perfect, giving him waves of ecstasy without pushing him over the edge too quickly. It was a slow, tantalizing climb, and Alois grumbled in frustration. “Harder…”

“Always thinking about your own pleasure…” Joshua teased, licking his lips. “How about helping me too?”

Lost in the bliss of Joshua’s touch, Alois struggled to think. Following the assassin’s subtle guidance, he unbuttoned Joshua’s pants and pulled out his hard cock, stroking it from base to tip. He could feel the heat, like molten lava.

“Does it feel good, Joshua?”

The assassin didn’t reply, answering with a deeper kiss.

Alois was kissed into a daze, unable to even sense what he was doing, his mind filled only with thoughts of doing more pleasurable things with Joshua. He arched his back upwards, pressing his penis against Joshua’s, from the scrotum to the glans, tightly rubbing together. The fluid seeping from the slit flowed down the shaft under the constant stroking of fingers, seeping into their pubic hair.

The stimulation was almost too much for Joshua. Alois’s intoxicated expression, focused on stroking both of their erections, was even more enchanting, like a potent aphrodisiac injected into his heart. The assassin kissed him fiercely, leaving him no time to moan. The stroking grew faster and faster until they both took a deep breath together and reached their climax.

The white, murky liquid shot onto Joshua’s abdomen. Alois, panting, shifted to kneel beside Joshua, extending his tongue to lick off the semen splattered on his abdomen. The scene was so erotic that Joshua’s mind was in turmoil, wanting to push Alois away immediately yet also wanting to hold him close and kiss him passionately.

‘I’m really losing it,’ the assassin thought. He grabbed Alois’s hair, pulling him into a kiss, their tongues mingling. He could taste himself on Alois’s lips… and didn’t mind it at all. After a long, heated kiss, they broke apart, both breathless. Alois collapsed on top of Joshua, wrapping his arms around his neck. “Why not go all the way?”

‘No,’ the assassin thought, regaining his composure. He gently patted Alois’s back, like soothing a child. “Don’t do this. It puts me in a tough spot.”

“We’ve done almost everything.” Alois rested his chin on the assassin’s shoulder. “Why not this too?” A thought suddenly struck him. “Joshua, um, this is just a guess, don’t get mad if I’m wrong.”

“Mm.”

“Do you have some kind of psychological trauma about this?”

Joshua didn’t answer. Alois knew he had guessed right. ‘Damn,’ he thought, ‘This is serious. Psychological trauma isn’t something that can be fixed quickly. Why did I have to bring this up?’

“Sorry,” he mumbled, trying to comfort the assassin. “Don’t think too much about it. I shouldn’t have…”

Joshua pressed a finger to his lips, signaling him to be quiet. “I should be the one apologizing.” He lowered his black-and-gold eyes. “Sorry, I’ve been selfish. Because of my issues, I haven’t been able to…” He paused. “Fully reciprocate your feelings. I’m sorry.” He hugged Alois, taking a deep breath. It was his first time opening up to someone about his feelings, making him feel both unfamiliar and uneasy. The legendary galactic assassin Mourner now felt like a nervous young boy, unsure how to express his affection to his first love.

“Can you… give me some time? Will you wait for me to overcome this?”

“Mm.” Alois kissed him. “I’ll wait.”

Joshua’s eyelashes fluttered. Thank you, Alois, was what he wanted to say, but what came out was, “Go back to your room.” …Damn it!

Alois reluctantly put his pants back on, biting his lower lip. “I’m always left to go back alone…”

“Shall I escort you?”

“No need.” The young man got up dejectedly. His expression was so forlorn that Joshua felt he had really hurt him.

“…I’ll walk you back.” Without waiting for Alois’s consent, Joshua picked him up and carried him to the next room. It was only a few steps, but Joshua felt the path was very long. He had always hurried Alois away in the past, which was really unfair to him.

Entering the room, Alois struggled to get down, his face as red as a ripe apple. “You…”

Joshua bit his earlobe, licking it, before whispering in his ear. “Next time you need me, just call me over.”

If he pinched Alois’s face now, it would surely bleed.

After Joshua left, Alois dreamily climbed into bed. Joshua’s words kept echoing in his mind, unable to be shaken off.

“I haven’t been able to fully reciprocate your feelings. I’m sorry.”

“Can you give me some time? Will you wait for me to overcome this?”

“Next time you need me, just call me over.”

The words played over and over. Even if Alois covered his ears with a blanket, they couldn’t be silenced. It was as if ten thousand Schrödingers were scratching his heart.

The communication terminal rang, indicating a new message. Alois pulled it out from his clothes and found a message from Joshua.

“You left your tickets here. Let’s go to the concert together tomorrow.”

…The Schrödingers in his heart scratched even more fiercely.

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