EROS [Zerg]

Harris stood at the door eavesdropping for a while, only hearing the Kenyan male's curses. Realizing he wasn't getting anything of value, Harris knocked on the door:

"My lord, afternoon tea is ready. Would you like me to bring it in for you?"

"Harris, come in. I'm a little hungry too." Koss's voice came from inside the door. Harris had already picked out a few pieces of chocolate and a can of juice from the tea room and put them in his hands.

“Kenya male.” Harris entered the room and saw his male lord sitting cross-legged on the bed in his pajamas, while the other male was sitting unceremoniously on a chair next to the bed.

"Would the Kenyan prince like to have some snacks with his master?"

Kenya looked at the few less-than-ideal-looking pastries on the plate and said with a look of disdain, "No need, I'm leaving now."

The few snacks on the plate weren't enough; they were just enough to fill a male insect's teeth. Although Kenya wasn't very perceptive, he understood from the amount of food that Kos meant to see him off. Before leaving, he snorted coldly, "Kos, if you're on my side, we can share that female insect, and we'll have a new toy."

The door was closed.

Harris slowly knelt on the floor in front of the male prince Kos: "The female servant acted on her own initiative, please punish her, Master."

Harris's gaze lingered briefly on the pastries on the plate, a cold smile playing on his lips.

"Tell me what your stance was."

Harris pressed his forehead to the floor and said respectfully, "Harris thought that the Kenyan prince was trying to sow discord between you and Grand Duke Kavenor, so he took it upon himself to interrupt the conversation between the prince and the Kenyan prince. Please punish me, prince."

Koss nodded and snorted coldly: "He deserves to be punished. Does he think that just because he tries to sow discord, your lord will listen to him?"

“Your Majesty is wise and naturally has your own thoughts. I dare not presume to know them, but I am worried that walls have ears. If those words were to be heard by Grand Duke Caveno, it would inevitably cause a rift between him and Your Majesty. Therefore, I have taken the liberty of asking Your Majesty to punish me.”

“You’re very clever, Harris.” Koss nodded, then posed another difficult question to the female insect: “So what do you think of that female insect named… Eros?”

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Harris's eyes darkened slightly. He couldn't figure out what the male insect meant, so he could only probe, "Is the male interested in that female insect?"

Koss said noncommittally, "Do you know that the female insect named Eros looks a lot like the deceased female ruler of Grand Duke Cavenor?"

“I’ve heard of it.”

"Evanson Eastland, that killing rose of the empire, as many male insects hate him as there are male insects who want to possess him."

"Besides his good looks, there was also his status."

"The Insect King Inai has no insect offspring. Given his favoritism towards Evanson Eastland, the next Insect King would have been Evanson. This means that whoever becomes Evanson's ruler will become the future Insect Emperor."

“But… he’s already dead.” Harris raised his head slightly: “Will Grand Duke Kaveno still become the Insect Emperor?”

Koss sat cross-legged on the bed, looking down at his female servant, and slowly said, "Why do you think Walker Kavenau only has one insect offspring, Ellie, right now?"

"..." Harris's eyes were blank. Suddenly, as if he had thought of something, his eyes widened: "Could it be that Grand Duke Kavenor is trying to appeal to the Insect King's emotions?"

Kossi did not refute.

"What does the sovereign think?" Harris raised his head slightly and nuzzled his head against the back of Kos's legs, adopting a submissive attitude.

Kos lifted Harris's chin, admiring the female servant's eyes, which were even more exquisite than the bright red rings and gems on her claws: "Harris, do you want to be the Insect Emperor's female servant?"

Harris's pupils dilated. He looked at his lord's expression, which was anything but a joke. His eyes were lowered, his face turned slightly to one side, and his claws reached for his buttons: "I just want to stay by my lord's side."

Kos dragged the female insect from the ground onto the bed, and instantly, a rich pheromone filled the entire room.

Koss used pheromones to bind Harris tightly. The female insect seemed to have turned into a puddle of water. Just when he thought he was about to completely lose control, the male insect's unusually clear voice entered his ears:

"Do me a favor."

"Ah... um... please speak, my lord." Harris's leg gently rubbed against Kos's leg, her voice trembling with sobs.

Female insects possess strong physiques but can never resist the onslaught of male insect pheromones; this is the will of the insect god.

Koss patted Harris's sweat-dampened hair: "Send that female insect named Eros to the Kenyan male's bed. It would be best if Grand Duke Kavenor caught them in the act, or at least make a video of it."

Harris didn't speak; his gaze was vacant, and he seemed lost in thought.

Koss patted Harris's face, looking into his dazed eyes: "This shouldn't be difficult for you, after all, you've done this kind of thing quite a few times."

After the female servant let out a few pitiful whimpers, Kos finally heard the answer he wanted from his female insect's mouth, and he pinched Harris's cheek with pleasure:

"This is the reward; now comes the punishment."

After saying that, ignoring the female insect's screams, he kicked the female servant off the bed.

Harris looked at Kos sitting on the edge of the bed with trepidation.

“You deliberately interrupted my conversation with Kenya just now. If I don’t punish you, the other insects will definitely think I’m not strict with my subordinates.” Kos threw Harris’s clothes from the bedside to the kneeling female insect: “Interrupting a male insect’s conversation is extremely rude. Go and beg Kenya for forgiveness yourself.”

Harris's face turned pale. The meaning of the son of Kos was all too clear: he wanted to give him to the son of Kenya to play with.

“Master…” the female insect pleaded, her face pale, as she grabbed the male insect’s ankle. “Master, Harris will be very good. Please don’t send Harris away.”

Koss sneered, "I was just asking you to apologize, how could you have imagined that I would send you away?"

"Master!" If Harris hadn't witnessed Kos trading females with other males, he might have believed the male's claim that he was merely being asked to apologize.

The male insect said this so that after he was finally defiled by other male insects, he could casually say "I don't know" and then sell him off or send him to the male insects' parties. Of course, Harris thought the most likely scenario was that the male insect would use this incident to blackmail him into unconditional obedience, or that he could turn the tables on him if something went wrong in the future.

In short, his intentions were extremely sinister, precisely because Harris absolutely could not refuse.

Harris picked up his clothes, his expression miserable, and limped out of the male's room. The moment he stepped out, his pale and pitiful face instantly turned gloomy.