Chapter 220: Tianjia Prince × Mixed-Blood Military Female (7): The Prince Wasn’t Afraid of Him—He Wanted Him to Touch Him

【Tianjia social consensus told Caleb that when a male spread his wings before a female, it was a sign of closeness and affection.

Most males would reveal their wings to their Female Lord on their wedding night as an expression of affection.

Caleb had always felt that something about this was wrong.

Could Tianjia who had barely even met each other a few times really all happen to like their partners enough to reveal their wings on their wedding night?

Male Zergs on the Zerg side almost never released their wings.

Did that mean none of them liked their female Zergs?

Caleb instinctively felt that something didn't add up, but the entire Tianjia society believed this.

Moreover, throughout both Tianjia and Zerg history, wings had always been associated with courtship.

Although Caleb had his doubts, he accepted it as it was and never voiced his thoughts to anyone.

That was until some time ago, when a blogger on the Tianjia StarNet who constantly shared how his male revealed his wings to him every day was exposed for having damaged the male's wings on their wedding night. The male had been afraid of him ever since, which was why he released his wings in self-defense every single time he saw him.

The incident caused an enormous uproar. The relevant authorities intervened and investigated, the blogger was stripped of all rights over the male, and the male was taken away to be cared for.

Only then did the Tianjia realize that revealing one's wings did not necessarily signify affection.

It could also signify fear.

From then on, whenever a male revealed his wings, they first had to determine whether he did it out of affection or fear.

Tianjia who were more receptive to new ideas had already accepted males not revealing their wings on their wedding night. As long as the male wasn't afraid of them, that was enough.

Old-fashioned and stubborn Tianjia, however, still believed the ritual was important and that a wedding night wasn't complete without wings.

Caleb hadn't seen the Prince's wings on their wedding night, and he had accepted that perfectly well.

There had been a little disappointment, but far more relief.

He didn't dare hope for the Prince's affection. As long as the Prince wasn't afraid of him, that was enough.

So when he suddenly saw the Prince's wings now, instead of being delighted, he panicked, wondering whether he had done something wrong and made the Prince uneasy or frightened.

Caleb looked as though he were facing a formidable enemy.

His expression was tense, even carrying a trace of panicked remorse.

Metis looked at him in confusion.

Caleb cautiously asked, "Why did you... Did I frighten you?"

Uneasiness filled his eyes. His hands came together, and the body he had only just propped up bent forward and lowered itself again.

If they hadn't been on a bed, he looked as though he might have dropped directly to his knees and surrendered himself without resistance.

Metis couldn't understand why he was reacting like this.

Shouldn't a female be delighted upon seeing a male's wings? Otherwise, there wouldn't be a tradition of males revealing their wings on their wedding night.

"You didn't frighten me."

Metis experimentally moved his wings. Seeing how incredibly nervous the military female looked, he said in confusion, "I'm showing you my wings."

Look.

The wings.

The Prince gently fluttered his wings in demonstration, exposing his vulnerable parts.

Caleb looked at the Prince, then at those beautiful, delicate wings.

Strangely enough, his nervousness helped steady his mind. It prevented that beauty from stealing his soul away and leaving him hopelessly entranced, staring like a fool.

He stiffly nodded to indicate that he had seen them, then waited for the Prince's next instruction.

The Prince: "...?"

What was wrong with this military female?

Why wasn't he giving any of the normal female reactions to his wings?

According to what the males had said at gatherings, once they revealed their wings, females would become extremely happy and enthusiastic.

It was an ancient courtship ritual, as well as a method males now used to protect themselves. When confronted with a powerful female, a male would try his best to display his wings and court him. If accepted, it meant the female had accepted him and would no longer hurt him.

The females, however, clearly didn't think that far.

They wished males would fall hopelessly in love with them at first sight and insist on revealing their wings to confess their love and court them.

The Prince thought for a moment before hesitantly asking, "You don't like my wings?"

That was the only possibility he could think of.

Perhaps his wings simply weren't to Caleb's taste?

"No, of course not!" Caleb hurriedly said.

Afraid the Prince would misunderstand, he sincerely praised them. "They're beautiful, absolutely gorgeous. No Tianjia could dislike something so beautiful and breathtaking!"

Metis tried to determine whether his words were genuine.

He sounded completely sincere, yet his body remained restrained the entire time, without the slightest intention of touching him.

Was this what liking something looked like?

"Then why aren't you touching me?" Metis asked.

Only after receiving his permission did Caleb tentatively reach out and touch his back.

It was merely the lightest brush of his fingertips, fleeting as a dragonfly skimming water, like a breeze passing over him, so faint it was barely tangible. From beginning to end, Caleb didn't dare touch those fragile, delicate wings.

Metis was rendered speechless.

He was the one exposing his vulnerable wings. Shouldn't he be the one afraid of getting hurt?

Why did Caleb look even more cautious and worried than he did?

Seeing him like this, Metis simply sat up, lightly pushed Caleb's chest, and straddled him. He immediately felt Caleb's breathing stop for an instant and every muscle in his body tense.

Caleb had said he didn't want to marry, that this was merely a political marriage bestowed upon them by the Tianjia Emperor, but his body was burning hot, his pheromones overflowing.

It had been like this on their wedding night.

It was the same now.

Metis didn't know whether a female could burn this fiercely for a male he didn't actually like, but they were already married.

Feelings could be cultivated.

He took Caleb's hand and guided it onto his back.

He even entrusted the base of his wings—the most vulnerable and sensitive part—to Caleb's hand. As those callused fingers brushed over it, waves of shudders ran through him.

"Your Highness?" Caleb's breathing hitched slightly. He wanted to pull his hand away, yet was afraid he might hurt him, leaving his entire body rigid.

All he could do was watch helplessly as the Prince used his hand to touch those slender, vulnerable places.

The Prince's low, breathy sounds fell against his shoulder. When Caleb saw the Prince raise his eyes, those hazy eyes sent ripples through his heart as well.

So the Prince liked this?

Caleb seemed to understand a little.

The Prince wasn't afraid of him.

He wanted Caleb to touch him.

At that realization, the blood throughout Caleb's body seemed to boil. He lowered his head and kissed the Prince's neck, the pads of his fingers gently caressing the tender skin beside the base of the Prince's wings.

When he heard the Prince's hurried, quiet cry, he gently laid the Prince down and bent over to kiss his back.

Metis was overwhelmed by the intense sensations the female brought him, and his hand instinctively seized the blanket. His long fingers sank into the soft white bedding and clenched it tightly.

Their originally planned time for getting out of bed was postponed once again.

......】

[What does this mean? He married the Prince, and he even got to see the Prince sincerely release the wings that represent affection? (Utterly stunned)]

[It's not simply affection, is it? The Prince was worried and afraid at first too, but he still wanted to trust Caleb. He wanted to show Caleb his wings, or rather... he wants to cultivate feelings with him.]

[What kind of insanely lucky bastard is this?! He gets to marry the Prince and see the Prince's wings! Those are the wings of a royal male! Just reading the description is enough to imagine how beautiful they must be.]

[This is more than luck. The guy has actual ability. The Prince hates contact with females so much, yet Caleb managed to spend their wedding night with him without provoking the slightest disgust. And when the nervous Prince revealed his wings, Caleb immediately lowered himself and soothed the Prince's emotions. Replace him with practically any other Tianjia female and everything would've gone catastrophically wrong ages ago.]

[True. It's practically common knowledge that Tianjia frequently scare males into revealing their wings on their wedding nights. It's rare to see a normal female.]

[I think Lieutenant General Caleb really knows what he's doing. There's a lot to learn from him. Whether it's crawling under the blankets on the wedding night and getting the male to surrender his pheromones while still making him feel safe, or starting from the feet when exercising his rights as Female Lord and leaving the nervous male completely dazed until he gives up resisting—it's all worth learning.]

[Taking notes, taking notes.]

For once, the Zergs' assessment of Caleb was positive. They considered him a Tianjia who was actually pleasant to look at.

That evaluation was incomparably better than the one the Tianjia Emperor had received back then.

The Tianjia, meanwhile, were still confused, unable to understand how Lieutenant General Caleb had managed to accomplish all this.

[The Lieutenant General isn't acting forceful enough. He didn't even release an overwhelming domineering aura with a single tremor of his body and make the male whimper and melt into his arms.]

[Huh? (Black Tianjia question-mark face) What the hell do you normally read?]

[Traditional Tianjia novels. You don't read them? They're incredibly satisfying! Way more satisfying than those Zerg abuse novels and much better suited to the Tianjia constitution.]

[Tacky as hell. You Tianjia have fried your brains reading garbage like that.]

[Still better than those abuse novels that fried your brains. (Eye roll)]

[It's honestly amazing that An-shen's books can bring together two groups that normally read completely different kinds of novels.]

[As a Tianjia, even I have to admit An-shen's books have something special. I just tried Lieutenant General Caleb's method, and the male confessed several times.]

[Huh??? Maximum execution speed! How did you try it?]

[Start from the feet. The key is to stare directly at the male and not miss a single reaction. Then slowly work your way upward, marking and possessing him bit by bit, thoroughly enjoying him. Males really can't handle it. He whimpered and confessed everything.]

[So that's how it works! Lieutenant General Caleb looks like he's lowering himself, but he's actually extremely forceful once he starts! We misunderstood the Lieutenant General.]

[Of course! He's a near-S-rank Lieutenant General, such a powerful female. Whatever he does, there must be a reason for it! It looks like he's lowering himself, but he's actually using another method to completely control the male. Learned something new!]

Quite a few Tianjia also pulled out notebooks and began taking notes.

Those who had males beside them had it even easier—they could put it straight into practice.

The Zergs couldn't shake the feeling that these Tianjia were learning the wrong lesson.

Were they even reading the same book?

How had they arrived at completely different interpretations?

Whatever. It was a good method. As long as it worked, that was enough.

The Tianjia planned to learn the method and go home to enjoy their males.

The Zergs planned to learn the same method and go home to serve their Male Lords.

One method, two uses.

Ulysses had originally looked down on this sort of behavior, but once he actually had a male of his own, he inexplicably started taking notes along with everyone else.

Whether he would ever use them or not, he could record them first and keep them for future reference.

He was different from these other female Zergs and Tianjia females. This book had been written by his male, so the things written inside might very well be things his male personally liked.

Learning about and exploring the things his male enjoyed through the novels his male wrote was an extremely effective method.

During his free time lately, he had reread An's previous novels as well. Starting with <The Instructor>, he went through them and recorded a great deal of material.

Claire's jelly sleeping and the bathroom scene, Iso modeling and eating pheromones in the studio, Enzo pretending to sleep while being enjoyed... and many, many more.

Every protagonist had their own unique experiences and expertise, and Ulysses excelled at learning from the strengths of other Zergs and making them his own.

He could learn everything the protagonists had and be the first to use it on his male.

Whether it was Enzo's ocean-planet date, the Tianjia Emperor's palace bed with multiple layers of mattresses, or the summer-night fireflies he had once seen in a dream, he had already tried them all, and the results had been quite good.

An Ruo had extremely high expectations for these things and was remarkably tolerant of them. Even the soft bed he had complained was too soft after sleeping in it had still given them a wonderful night.

Then An Ruo should like all the remaining things too, right?】