First Love ABO Again

When human beings are great enough, they can create a new universe, go to the future or the past, go to any time he wants, and meet anyone he misses.

Ludwell put down his wine glass. The Bluebell Festival banquet had already ended. He looked through the flower window, and there was only one family spaceship left in the courtyard downstairs.

The family crest printed on it is a silver tit, which is the symbol of the Worcester family. Ludwell knew it at a glance, because his good friend Lucas was the second son of the Worcester family.

Lucas' elder brother, Yarlin, came to the dinner in the Worcester family today.

Yarlin Vorster is now working at the Astronomical Research Institute directly under the Military Department, and is engaged in research on the development of the universe.

It was not the first time that Luther saw this parked spaceship in the courtyard next to Schönbrunn Palace.

Several times he saw Yarlin rushing past the meeting hall on the second floor.

Luther didn't know the details of it, but he knew that his father had summoned Arlin more and more recently, and there must be something strange about it.

He was full of doubts, and suddenly remembered what Lucas said inadvertently a year ago. Lucas once said that his brother was designing a laboratory for His Majesty, but Lucas didn't know the specific content at that time. know.

There is still no clue yet, all the information is entwined and intertwined like a mess, Luther suppressed the doubts in his heart, got up and walked through the flower hall, preparing to go upstairs and return to his room.

The banquet dispersed, and the bustle of the Schönbrunn Palace was gone. Now that it was quiet, it seemed a little more lonely than usual.

The corridor lights on the second floor were slightly on, and the servants were all cleaning up the mess of the banquet in the flower hall on the first floor. From time to time, there was the crisp sound of cups, knives and forks, but although the lights were on on the second floor, it was silent No one was there. As soon as Ludwell stepped up the stairs, he suddenly smelled a strong fragrance.

His heart trembled, his brows frowned slightly, and he stopped in an instant.

He is very familiar with this smell, it is an indescribable fragrance, like the fragrance of certain kinds of flowers and plants, but it is not, mysterious and distant, and it is intoxicating after smelling it for a long time.

This is the taste of Oran that I haven't seen for a long time.

Sure enough, Oran was hiding nearby.

Some strange emotions arose in Luther's heart. He didn't expect that he had been looking for someone for so many days, but now he could easily find them because of the smell of pheromone.

The pheromone aroma of Omega lured Luther to the attic on the third floor. The attic was pitch black, but as Luther stepped in, the overhead light automatically turned on, and the room was instantly exposed to the light, making it bright and bright.

There was no one in the attic, and the furnishings inside were no different from usual. Luther glanced around roughly, but did not find Alan.

But the smell is not deceiving, the smell of Oran pheromone is stronger, like the morning water vapor, filling the whole room without a trace.The person who silently announced that he was looking for was hidden in this house.

The furnishing of the attic is not complicated, except for the wardrobe by the window which is slightly covered, it is almost clear at a glance.

Luther glanced briefly, and he knew what was in his mind. The corners of his tightly pursed lips were a little loose, as if he smiled a little happily, and walked towards the wardrobe unhurriedly.

Finally, he stopped in front of the closed wardrobe. He raised his hand and lightly placed it on the door, but he didn't move for a long time.

The room was silent, except for Alpha's heavy breathing. Luther lowered his eyes and looked at the closet for a long time before he quietly opened the closed closet door.

The moment the cabinet door is opened, the warm yellow light in the room instantly penetrates into it, illuminating the cabinet.

Although he had already expected the scene, when he saw Oran, Ludwell's pupils couldn't help constricting for a moment.

The person in the closet fell asleep, and the omega boy that Luther had been looking for for a long time was sitting tightly curled up in the corner, with his head on his knees, as if he had passed out, motionless.

Luther didn't make a sound, just looked down quietly, and there was a deep glint in his eyes.

Oran was born as an omega, and his body shape is incomparable to that of an alpha. The frame alone is smaller, not to mention that Oran is already thin. From Luther's point of view, he can just see Oran with his head buried The nape of the neck, which was exposed at the time, glowed white under the warm yellow light, that is where the Achilles' heel of the omega is, and the glands of the omega are buried under the delicate skin, and it is precisely that place where the The ground exudes the fragrance of pheromones to the surroundings, luring all passing alphas to approach him, piercing him with sharp teeth, marking him, and completely possessing him.

There lies the root of all evil.

Realizing this, Luther's eyes became darker. His eyes seemed to hide a spark, and he licked hotly on the skin of the back of Oran's neck. It meandered in and followed Oran's slightly open neckline It invaded domineeringly and landed on Oran's white back.

Those two butterfly bones stand up slightly, and they look a bit craggy when viewed from a distance.

Olan's figure is indeed too thin, and the way he shrinks into the corner of the cabinet at this time makes Luther feel a little uncomfortable for some reason.

The Omega boy slept deeply, and his dreams were full of unforgettable memories. He saw Lielen, who was running against him, gradually disappear, and the surroundings became dark, leaving him alone in place.

Fear surrounded him and he couldn't move. He struggled to wake up, but he couldn't get out no matter what.

His limbs seemed to be imprisoned by chains, and he couldn't move an inch.

At this moment, there was an extremely light vibration in the darkness, followed by a sound of steady footsteps slowly approaching him, and a beam of warm light that wasn't too bright came, but it was enough to drive away all the darkness, and Oran felt dejected. Raising his head, he saw a blond alpha young man slowly approaching him. Those gray-blue eyes seemed familiar, but Olan knew that he would not admit his mistake.

That's Luther.

Not Leren who left him where he was.

"I'll take you away, get out of here."

"...How did you leave?" Oran heard himself asking the other party full of doubts.

"I give you my life back, Oran."

The voice of the Alpha boy was very deep, as if it came from afar, but it was deeply imprinted in Oran's heart.

Don't think about it!Luther!

Oran wanted to call Luther's name, but all his voices were choked in his throat. He was anxious to shout out, but he struggled to wake up.

......

"Are you awake?" A familiar male voice came from above his head, which had only appeared in his dream just now.

Oran's expression was still a little dazed, he looked up suspiciously, and saw Luther standing outside the cabinet, looking at him with arms folded and downcast eyes.

When he saw Oran's face clearly, Luther frowned involuntarily and asked, "What? Have you cried?"

At this moment, Oran looked very tired, as if his energy was not good, his eyes were a little slack, those amber eyes had lost the brilliance of the past, and were covered with bloodshot eyes, which seemed a bit shockingly decadent and melancholy.

"Do I feel like I've been crying?"

Olan wiped his face with his hands helplessly, and laughed lightly.

Immediately, he lazily leaned his head on his arm, raised his eyelashes to look at the alpha youth above his head.

"Yeah, I probably cried."

Luther realized that Oran at this moment was a little different from the usual ones, with a little less innocence and romance in the daytime, and a little more deep seductiveness. Luther had no way of knowing which one was the real Oran. .

In fact, even Oran himself didn't know that he wasted nearly 30 years of his life. He should have seen the world and matured, but he was trapped in a corner and was forgotten by time at the age of 19.

He is a ridiculous contradictory body, he is vicissitudes, he is childish, he is named Orlan Essen.

"If you don't want to laugh...don't laugh." Luther's voice softened inexplicably, he couldn't see Olan's gesture.

As if he had never seen Luther so gentle, Oran was taken aback for a moment and forgot the smile on his lips in an instant.

Luther was very uncomfortable being watched by Olan. He turned his head, wiped the bridge of his nose with his fingers, and said, "Tell me the sad things, and I will listen."

After he finished speaking, the room fell silent, and Oran remained silent for a long time without answering.

This not-so-gentle consolation turned the long-suffering resentment in Oran's heart into a wisp of green smoke that drifted away.

Oran thought to himself, but so what if he said it?

In the shadows, a stream of wetness overflowed from Olan's eye sockets and wet his cheeks. Oran realized that he was crying again, and wiped it away with his hands for a moment, but couldn't do anything. clean.

Luther waited for a long time, but seeing that Oran did not respond, he turned his head to look, and saw that Oran's eyes were sparkling with tears, which lightly covered the amber eyes. Light waves.

At that moment, it seemed like a sharp arrow hit the atrium. It was the first time that Luther had thoughts other than sex about Oran.

He only felt that his heart had been soaked by the puddle of water, and it began to flow limply.

At this moment, like his father back then, he willingly surrendered to the omega in front of him.

Luther heard himself sigh helplessly, and he bent down and got into the closet.

As a muscular male alpha, Luther was already taller than other people. At this moment, he was curled up in a confined space, his long legs curled up wrongedly, and he looked pitifully aggrieved. .

Oran looked at the blond young man without saying a word, until Luther closed the cabinet door tightly, and all the light disappeared.

At this time, the closet was pitch black, and the omega atmosphere in the confined space became more intense.

Luther sometimes wondered, has Oran really passed away?But why does his pheromone still remain in the world?

In the silence, Luther heard a very soft sob.

Oran was crying, crying for his father.

This recognition made Luther suddenly irritable, and a sour feeling appeared in his heart, and the ignited jealousy burned his body.

He wanted to touch Oran, that omega boy that his father had touched, he wanted to possess him and have real skin-to-skin contact with him.

In the darkness, Luther indulged the little evil thoughts in his heart, gently stretched out his hand, and approached Oran's cheek.

Although he knew that there would be nothing within the reach of his fingers, he still wanted to touch the omega boy who was close at hand.

But in the blink of an eye, a vision happened.

Luther's fingertips were a little wet, and immediately felt soft and smooth to the touch. He paused with his fingers, but did not withdraw them. Instead, he calmly covered his entire palm, holding the omega boy's cheek in the opposite direction.

At that moment, time seemed to stand still, as if he was in an illusion. Luther's brain went blank. When he came back to his senses, he had already leaned forward, tilted his head and kissed the corner of Oran's lips lightly.

The kiss came unexpectedly, Olan was stunned, and even Luther was taken aback.

All this seems to be the instinctive movement of the body, and it seems that he has imagined this scene thousands of times in his heart - if he can touch Oran one day, even if it is only for a moment, he wants to exchange a kiss with him.

This kiss, as light as a gust of wind, contained the taste of tears, but under the catalysis of jealousy and pheromones, it gradually became out of control.

In the confined space, Oran was forced into a corner by Luther. He opened his legs wide, with tears streaming down his neck, and pampered the invading alpha.

Luther's kiss seemed gentle, but it was not as simple as a little taste.

The alpha on his body seemed to have gained a sweet spot, trying to bite him and penetrate into his body.

The back of Olan's head was pressed heavily against the wall of the cabinet, and his back was pinched firmly by a pair of big palms and led towards Luther's body. Olan wanted to struggle but couldn't move, and was forced to kick with his open legs. But it can't hurt Alpha in the slightest.

Seeing that Luther seemed to be haunted and almost lost his mind, Alpha's muscular strength was something Oran couldn't compete with naturally.

Olan panicked, and didn't cry out until he felt the sticky moisture on his neck and the pain in the back of his neck being pierced by sharp teeth.

"Luther...Luther...stop...stop." Olan panted, cried bitterly, begging for mercy, the tip of his nose was full of alpha pheromone full of aggressive taste.

"Lu...Luther..."

The voice gradually slowed down the turbulent invasion. Realizing that he had lost his mind due to the pheromone, Luther's body trembled slightly, and his gray-blue eyes became bloodthirsty red.

He looked down at the omega boy below him, his eyes were frighteningly dark.

"Luther, you...do you know what you are doing?" Oran also looked back at him, his eyes full of astonishment.

"I know exactly what I'm doing." But Luther's voice was surprisingly calm, even a little hoarse.

Luther gradually approached Oran, his gaze deeply into those amber eyes full of water, but he said in a deep voice: "Of course I know what I'm doing, I know better what's going on in my heart. Si Ye thinks of more extreme things than this. Do you understand, Oran."