Chapter 121: Male Zerg Star Pirate × Female Zerg Undercover Agent (6): No Marking Allowed, but He Gets to Feed on Pheromones—That Female Zerg Gets All the Benefits

[Those damned star pirates!]

[His Lordship is so pitiful. Kidnapped, stripped of all his personal belongings, even his clothes were taken off for inspection.]

[Those vile star pirates must never be forgiven!]

[Military, stop waiting! It's time to close the net!]

[Something doesn't feel right...]

[Could there be a traitor in the military? They already know there's a Male Zerg aboard the pirate ship, yet they still aren't making a move?]

[Or maybe it's precisely because there's a Male Zerg on board that many options are off the table. They have to proceed cautiously.]

[What did that pirate mean when he said not to tell anyone he was the one who hit him?]

[Probably to preserve his image within the pirate crew. If the captain and vice-captain, the two highest-ranking pirates, are caught fighting each other, it wouldn't look good in front of the other members. Bad for morale.]

[That damned Wolf Crew has gone too far bullying Male Zergs!]

[I just spotted what looks like a Wolf Crew pirate ship in the X Star System. I hacked their StarNet. Brothers, did I do the right thing? I'll soon be—]

[Is the person upstairs still alive?]

[I'm okay... I just got hacked back... I'll soon be... :), :-), :P, :-P]

[O_o, (°€€° )( ° €€°) Awooo~]

[...That doesn't seem very promising.]

...

【Avis cleaned himself up before returning to the room.

But the moment Uriel looked at him, he immediately noticed something unusual.

His hair was slightly messy, still carrying traces of moisture. His pheromones were unstable. The corner of his clothes... was worn.

It was the aftermath of a fight.

And not just any fight—it was one that even Avis had found difficult.

Lowering his eyes in thought, Uriel watched as the female Zerg carried several sets of clothes over and presented them to him.

Uriel: "?"

"I found you some Male Zerg clothes. I'm not sure whether they'll fit..." Avis said quietly.

Male Zerg clothes?

"Where did you get them?"

Uriel asked, his voice turning slightly cold for an instant.

Though for a Male Zerg to speak in an unpleasant tone was perfectly normal.

Being overly polite would have been the strange thing.

Thinking he disliked wearing secondhand clothes, Avis hurriedly explained,

"I borrowed them from another female Zerg on the ship. He originally bought them for his Male Lord, but... after what happened, he also became a star pirate, so these clothes were never used. Please don't worry. They're brand new. No one has ever worn them."

"..."

Uriel remained silent for a moment before reaching out to accept them.

"Please thank him for me. But... I still prefer wearing your clothes."

Avis froze.

Staring blankly, he asked,

"Then... should I keep using my own clothes to make new ones for you?"

His head was burning.

Everything felt hazy.

He thought perhaps he really should properly learn how to make clothes.

"Then I'll be troubling you."

Uriel looked up at him with gratitude and a touch of bashfulness.

"I like carrying your scent on me. It makes me feel safer."

Would a kidnapped Male Zerg really say something like that... to a "star pirate"?

Avis knew it was an act.

Yet his whole body still felt weightless.

No female Zerg disliked a Male Zerg carrying his scent.

Even if they weren't that kind of relationship.

But after everything that had happened that night...

After those lips had touched him.

After that overwhelming flood of pheromones.

It wasn't the same anymore.

Without saying anything, Avis went to the wardrobe, searching for suitable fabric to make clothes for the Male Zerg.

He even searched StarNet for sewing tutorials.

He busied himself alone on the sofa, working in complete silence.

When night fell, however, the Male Zerg took the initiative to suggest turning off the lights.

"It's too bright. I can't sleep."

Lying on his side in bed while hugging the blanket, the Male Zerg spoke softly.

Avis immediately stopped what he was doing, put everything away, and turned off the lights.

The rest could wait until tomorrow.

He lay down on the sofa.

Listening to the other Zerg's breathing in the darkness filled him with an indescribable sense of peace.

The Male Zerg got out of bed.

A female Zerg's hearing was exceptionally sharp.

The faint sound of the Male Zerg quietly lifting the blanket and climbing down reached Avis's ears with perfect clarity.

He remained lying flat without moving.

His breathing became so light it was nearly imperceptible.

He didn't know whether the Male Zerg needed something...

Or intended to do something else.

His thoughts drifted to the missing {N•o•v•e•l•i•g•h•t} wooden gun from the wardrobe.

His heart clenched painfully.

It was incredibly easy for a Male Zerg to deceive a female Zerg.

Fully aware of it, he watched himself willingly walk straight into the Male Zerg's trap.

Just a little fabricated dependence.

Just a little false intimacy.

That alone was enough to cloud all five senses and drown out reason.

He should stop the Male Zerg.

Perhaps...

Perhaps he should reveal his true identity.

Let him know that he was the one who could actually rescue him.

In the darkness, Avis listened to the approaching footsteps.

His body was as rigid as stone.

He had ten thousand ways to stop this meaningless attack before the Male Zerg could even make a move.

Their reflexes and combat experience weren't remotely on the same level.

The Male Zerg even bumped into the corner of the coffee table in the dark, letting out a soft hiss of pain.

Hearing that brief intake of breath...

Avis ultimately remained lying perfectly still.

Perhaps...

It would be better to let the Male Zerg vent his anger.

An inexperienced Male Zerg...

Even if he obtained a lethal weapon...

Would have difficulty delivering a fatal blow to a female Zerg.

A high-ranking female Zerg could survive even with a heart shot through.

Even the brain wasn't necessarily fatal.

At last, the Male Zerg fumbled his way to the sofa.

A soft hand rested on his chest.

As though searching for the location of his heart.

Avis: "..."

Waiting to be attacked by a Male Zerg...

Was far more agonizing than the attack itself.

An assassin like this...

Would score zero in an assessment.

No.

Negative points.

Yet the assassination target had practically handed him the answers, desperately trying to help him pass.

The Male Zerg gently lifted the thin blanket covering him.

Then a warm, soft body pressed against him.

Avis's mind nearly short-circuited.

No.

Something was wrong.

This wasn't the attack he had anticipated.

Where was the Male Zerg's weapon?

Where was his gun?

The "weapon" concealed beneath the Male Zerg's clothing pressed against his waist.

Avis's brain overloaded completely, robbing him of the ability to resist.

No female Zerg could escape from such a weapon.

The fragrant face of the Male Zerg nestled against his neck.

Warm lips brushed lightly across his skin.

One thin blanket now covered both of them.

Beneath it, the Male Zerg continued making every effort to burrow deeper into his embrace.

After being "attacked" to this extent, Avis could no longer pretend to be asleep.

He had no choice but to speak.

"Y-Your Lordship... what are you doing?"

The Male Zerg resting against him stiffened.

In a timid voice, he replied,

"I'm scared sleeping by myself."

Avis hadn't considered that possibility.

Even if he was frightened...

A star pirate wasn't exactly the ideal source of comfort.

After remaining silent for a while...

He ultimately couldn't bring himself to push the Male Zerg away.

Instead, he wrapped an arm around him, securing him in place so he wouldn't fall from the narrow sofa.

While he himself lay perfectly still beneath him...

Serving as the Male Zerg's mattress.

The passenger lying on top of him wasn't exactly quiet.

From time to time, wandering hands and feet would brush against him.

Avis simply assumed it was because there wasn't enough room.

Trying to squeeze two adult Zergs onto one sofa really was pushing the limit.

Perhaps...

He should carry the Male Zerg back to the bed.

But if they got onto the bed...

The meaning would be completely different.

On the sofa, he could still claim he was merely comforting a frightened Male Zerg.

Keeping each other warm through the long night.

Once they moved onto the bed...

Their relationship would no longer appear innocent.

Suppressing the urge to carry the Male Zerg back...

Avis forced himself to remain on the sofa, enduring everything without moving.

Even as the Male Zerg's hands nearly wandered over every inch of his body.

Uriel was honestly speechless.

He even began wondering whether this female Zerg simply wasn't capable.

But...

Judging by what he'd felt...

He seemed perfectly capable.

He could even smell his pheromones.

Just as Uriel's hand started moving lower...

It was suddenly caught.

"Your Lordship... please leave me a little dignity."

A quiet sigh sounded in the darkness.

Uriel stopped moving.

Continuing any further would make him seem far too eager.

Not even a star pirate would accept a Male Zerg throwing himself at him so desperately.

The intention would be far too obvious.

A flicker of irritation crossed Uriel's heart.

It almost felt as though he truly had become a Male Zerg desperately trying to seduce a star pirate in order to escape.

Take it slowly.

The fact that the female Zerg hadn't pushed him away already proved something.

It wasn't that he wasn't attracted to him.

It simply wasn't enough.

He wasn't good enough yet.

Not enough to move this cold, vigilant female Zerg's heart.

That was why...

He refused to give himself to him.

Making clothes.

Bringing fruit.

Those things were all superficial.

When it came to what truly mattered...

He wouldn't let him touch it.

He wouldn't allow him to mark him.

Uriel bit his lip in the darkness.

A quiet sigh sounded beside his ear.

The female Zerg's hand, callused from years of gripping a gun, gently closed around him.

Uriel froze.

He could even feel the rough gun calluses on the female Zerg's fingertips.

The slight friction made his scalp tingle.

At some point...

Their positions had reversed.

Now Uriel was the one lying on his back on the sofa.

The female Zerg lifted his head from against him and quietly walked into the bathroom.

Uriel pulled the thin blanket over his face.

That female Zerg had brushed him off in such a way...

Yet somehow he couldn't even get angry.

That female Zerg had taken every advantage for himself.

No marking.

But happily feeding on his pheromones.

It was completely unfair.

Standing before the bathroom mirror, Avis looked at his own reflection.

His head felt dizzy.

Hot.

Swollen.

An adult Male Zerg—

Especially a high-ranking one as outstanding as His Lordship—

Having needs was perfectly normal.

His Lordship had chosen him...

More because he was the only one nearby.

Not because he truly wanted to.

He had no choice.

And perhaps...

There was also the hope of relying on him to escape.

For now, he couldn't reveal his true identity to His Lordship.

He could only accelerate every part of the plan.

Only after leaving the star pirate crew...

Would His Lordship finally be able to feel safe.

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