First Love ABO Again

Oran was a little anxious, and he struggled to push the chest behind him with his hands.

But Luther was not willing to let go easily. He pressed Olan's waist and hips with one hand, clamped Olan's jaw with the other, and pressed the omega in front of him fiercely into his arms.

When the two were tightly pressed together, Olan stopped struggling for a moment. He lowered his eyelashes, gasped lightly, and tremblingly felt the wet and hot kiss on the back of his neck.

An alpha who has fallen into sexual desire will not be content with light kisses.

When sucking and kissing, he will show his fangs, gently scratching and testing the omega's skin as if tasting, this is almost driven by all alpha instincts, they are born with precise radar, able to quickly Locate the gland under the omega's skin, pierce it viciously, and subject it to their alpha pheromone encroachment.

The spear behind the buttocks had already slipped into Oran's nipples during the collision. Although the fabric was separated, the overflow from the nipples had already wet the front of alpha's crotch, which made the air full of alpha. The fishy smell of pheromones.

Judging from the **alpha's **, Luther was obviously pushed to the limit by Oran's pheromone.But even so, he just hugged the person in his arms tightly. In order to resist the desire to shrug his waist, Luther tensed his body so hard that a little sweat oozes from his forehead.

Olan curled up, feeling hot air gushing from the back of his neck and behind his ears, everything became quiet, only the strong AO pheromone entangled in the air.

"Lu...Luther?"

Oran's voice was light and soft, resounding like an illusory voice in the night.

"Ok?"

Luther replied with a hum, his voice was inexplicably hoarse, and it vibrated in his chest in a low voice.

"...Be reasonable...let me go first..." Oran begged for mercy.

But as soon as he finished speaking, the room fell into silence again.

Oran waited for a long time, but Luther didn't answer him. The only answer was a rustling sound, like hair rubbing against fabric, followed by an even stronger hug, so tight that Oran felt a little suffocated.

"...don't let go..." Luther snorted, with a low, nasal voice in his tone.

Hearing this, Olan trembled with anger. He turned around with great effort, and just when he was about to reason with Luther, he felt a wet itch on the tip of his lips, and Alpha's warm lips and tongue touched him lightly.

This wasn't the first time the two had kissed, but it was a little different from the last kiss in the closet.

Instead of the ferocity of the first kiss last time, Luther slowed down his pace this time. He gently sucked Oran's lower lip, slowly and leisurely, with a bit of forceful provocation, but not frivolous at all.

Olan was so dazed by his kiss, he tilted his head in a daze, unaware that Luther's hand had sneaked in through the slit in his waist, and a pair of big palms in his trouser waist were slowly supporting his two petals** , Knead gently and vigorously.

Olan hummed from being rubbed, and saw Luther withdraw the kiss, looking at him with a smile hidden in his eyes.

The distance between the two was so close that they could smell each other's breaths. Olan was panting, and looked up at Luther in some embarrassment. He heard Luther's voice break the silence in the night.

"Were you upstairs at dinner?"

Hearing this, Olan's eyes flashed. He didn't expect that Luther would suddenly ask this question, so he turned his eyes a little uncomfortably, hesitated for a while, and then nodded.

Seeing him nodding, Luther looked at him deeply, without making a sound. There was a deep glint in his eyes, as if distressed and unwilling.

The room became quiet again, and Oran was also big-hearted. He was waiting for Luther's next words but he didn't come, and he felt a little drowsy. He followed his instinct and buried his head in Luther's chest. inside.

Luther looked at the omega boy with messy black hair in his arms, his curled eyelashes trembling slightly, and some sleepy blush slowly appeared on his cheeks.

His heart was instantly filled with warmth, and his heart softened a little. He lowered his head and kissed the tip of Olan's nose, and said softly, "Don't hide from now on...I'll be with you... "

Luther's voice was low and full of drowsiness, as if coming from the depths of the universe.

"Sleep...Oran...One day...I'll take you home..."

He hugged Oran tightly and fell into a deep sleep together.

In the dream, he hugged him like the moonlight in his arms, and even the deep night seemed to flow with a delicate fragrance.

When Luther woke up, Oran was no longer around him.Luther didn't mind at all that Oran disappeared again. He knew that it would take time for Oran to accept him and adapt to his company.

After a hasty wash, he put on a long pajamas and left the room, ready to go to the flower hall for breakfast.

Luther walked slowly, keeping an eye out for Oran in the room beside him.

But he couldn't find Oran, but met an acquaintance instead.

Lucas' elder brother Arlin - the eldest son of the Worcester family.

Yarlin is an alpha with brown hair and green eyes, wearing a pair of silver-rimmed eyes, and his smiling eyes are always slightly squinted, giving people an intuition that the city is quite deep. This type of person is also the type that Luther hates the most. Copeable.

The brown-haired Alpha had just come out of Emperor Lieren's study room. As soon as he closed the door, he ran into His Royal Highness Prince Ludwell as soon as he turned around.

He saw Luther looking towards the empty room on the side with some uneasiness, as if he was looking for something. Realizing the prince's move, Yarlin narrowed his eyes slightly, and raised his voice to greet him first.

"His Royal Highness, good morning." Arlin bowed and saluted, only to see Luther looking back at him.

Luther was so focused on finding Oran just now that he didn't even have time to find the visitor at the end of the corridor.

"Your Highness, what are you looking for? I wonder if I can help you?" Yaerlin said with a smile.

Luther glanced at him faintly when he heard the words, and then withdrew his gaze. Instead of answering, he asked, "Come here so early, is there an urgent mission for the emperor?"

Yarlin smiled, "Your Highness, you are joking, of course you have to be there whenever you want to work for His Majesty."

The missions in his hands were all top-level confidential missions, even the prince could not disclose them. He flattered him falsely and bid farewell to Luther.

Seeing Yarlin turned and walked away, Luther did not move. He looked at Yarlin's back from a distance, but his expression was thoughtful. Yarlin's attitude made the suspicion in Luther's heart more concrete. There is a way to find clues directly from Yarlin, but he knows that there is someone who can bring him some clues, Yarlin's younger brother-Lucas.

Yarlin closed the information sent by His Majesty just now, and the process of the H34 project has reached the final step - to find the "soul" of the dead Oran Essen.

This step seems simple, but in fact, the operation is more complex and difficult than the previous construction of the "universe model".

Those who cannot see the "soul" will never be able to find the "soul".

If they want to find a seemingly dead person, they first need to find a scope and a tool-that is, a person who can see the "soul".

Not to mention finding someone who can see the soul, it is extremely difficult to even determine the scope of the search.

Oran Essen's spaceship crashed near the H34 galaxy, so the most likely place where his "soul" appeared was the specific location of death at that time.

But this specific location is not on a certain planet, which makes the final result unpredictable.

They've been looking for Oran Essen for nearly five years, and they still have no clue.

But today His Majesty suddenly summoned him into the palace and told him an incredible guess.

His Majesty said that the person they have been looking for for a long time may have been trapped in the palace and never left.