Villain Saving System (BL)
Chapter 282 - 6.42 Stop Provoking Him

Chapter 282: 6.42 Stop Provoking Him

cw: mild sexual content. Not too much hence no warning in the title :)

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"He must be beating himself up again." Izher said from where he was hanging upside down on the couch, silver hair falling haphazardly across the carpeted floor. "Want to bet?"

"No need." Lu Yizhou snorted quietly. "He’s you. You know better than anyone how you tend to entertain foolish thoughts in your head."

Izher abruptly sat upright with a scowl on his face. "I am not. I am different from him. I don’t care if people die nor do I care if I perish. I lack empathy for others and I am born without an ounce of sympathy in me. Do you understand, Lu Yizhou? I don’t even care if he’s another part of me." He hissed with irritation in his voice. "I just want to kill him. I want to gouge his eyes out and stab him—"

Lu Yizhou crossed the room in four large steps and took Izher’s face in his palms, effectively cutting off any violent remarks from the latter’s mouth. In an instant, Izher’s eyes fluttered shut and he leaned closer into the touch, almost purring when Lu Yizhou dragged his thumb around his cheekbones. "Calm down and take a deep breath." He resisted a smile when Izher obliged by taking in an exaggerated breath before sighing dramatically. "Good." Lu Yizhou praised. "Good boy."

Izher’s skin warmed up beneath his palm, and his lashes fluttered coyly.

Alas, when Lu Yizhou recalled Izher’s earlier words, he couldn’t help frowning.

Jillian and Izher’s animosity toward each other wasn’t merely a farce, Lu Yizhou could sense it from the way they looked at each other. For starters, the two were completely different. The most suitable metaphor to describe them was that one embodied the light, while the other lurked within the dark. One was righteous, whilst the other immoral. The two opposite sides clashed with each other like mortal enemies.

"Why do you hate yourself so much, Z?" Lu Yizhou muttered more to himself, moroseful.

Izher merely let out a mirthless snort. "I think everyone has a side to themselves which they hate the most, no? Coincidentally, I am the one. I hate him, but I hate myself even more. But I am a God, Lu Yizhou and a God can’t die."

In a sudden move, he yanked Lu Yizhou’s wrist until Lu Yizhou lost his balance and toppled to the space beside him. Before he could react, Izher swung his leg over his hips and climbed up, straddling him with a smirk on his face. Gone was the bitterness and self-deprecation in his face. His pure black eyes were lustrous and haunting, nailing Lu Yizhou in place.

They didn’t even materialize themselves, still in the spirit form invisible to human’s eyes. But the thought that they were doing it in the open, in the middle of the daylight when anyone could walk in on them, sent a shiver down Izher’s spine. Lu Yizhou instinctively held onto him, palms resting on the dip of his waist where the swell of his ass began. In response, Izher raked his fingers through Lu Yizhou’s hair and kept his hand there.

"So?" Lu Yizhou tried to drag the conversation back. "What if you can die? Will you—"

"Shush." Izher put a finger to his lips and gave him a coy look. "I am here on your lap and that’s what you’re going to talk about, Lu Yizhou? Come on." He groaned. "I have missed you so much..."

This pretty minx... Lu Yizhou quietly huffed out a sigh. Yes, Izher’s words were concerning in more than one ways and Lu Yizhou knew that he had to address the crux of the matter with him sooner or later but like Izher had just said, how could Lu Yizhou think of such a thing when he had an armful of his lover on his lap? Later, he told himself. He would have a serious talk with Izher later. But now...

Lu Yizhou quietly gazed up at him and Izher smirked, knowing well that his honey trap had worked. Don’t think Lu Yizhou hadn’t noticed that his lover had an exhibitionist kink. Every time they had sex, he would get more excited if Lu Yizhou pressed him to the window where he could possibly be seen by passerbys. Or he would instantly get hard if Lu Yizhou teased him in public. For how thin skinned his lover was, he sure was bold and loved to seek thrill.

This time was no exception. Through Izher’s thick black robes, Lu Yizhou could sense his growing erection pressed between their abdomens. "Don’t distract me." Lu Yizhou said in a hoarse voice. "At least, you have to try to get along with Jillian, okay?"

Izher hummed vaguely. He freed one hand from Lu Yizhou’s hair in lieu of tracing his fingers along the lines of Lu Yizhou’s sharp jaws, teasing. "Say, what do you think he will do if he catches us in such a position?"

Lu Yizhou’s fingers dug deeper into the soft flesh of Izher’s waist in warning. Izher’s response was immediate. He caught his bottom lip between his teeth to bite back the moan, arching his back sharply and as a result grinding his erection harder against Lu Yizhou’s abdomen. He had always liked a bit of pain, hadn’t he?

"Stop provoking him." Lu Yizhou squeezed Izher’s twin globes in his broad palms. His tone and expression was serious and admonishing, contrary to his increasingly ferocious and improper moves.

Izher gasped beautifully in his arms and Lu Yizhou stared at the stunning visage through his lashes, heavy-lidded, at the way desire colored his lover’s face and messed with his mind. "Mmm, if you keep doing this—ah! I...I might reconsider..."

"Really?" Lu Yizhou asked, breaths getting heavier.

"Hm-mm!" Izher dug his fingers into Lu Yizhou’s shoulders and he subconsciously lifted his hips when Lu Yizhou trailed one finger between his asscheeks, lower and lower until he finally reached Izher’s hole and— pressed in over his robes. Izher jerked with a loud, unabashed moan. His silver hair was a beautiful mess framing his face. He opened his legs wider and canted his hips higher, silently pleading for more.

Lu Yizhou’s ears perked up at the sound of approaching footsteps. Jillian, he realized, and stopped all ministrations at once.

Catching Izher off guard, Lu Yizhou lifted him and deposited him back to the couch. The silver haired God blinked, dumbfounded as his legs parted over nothing and arms grasping a space of empty air. In the next second, the door swung open and Jillian swept in, eyes scanning suspiciously over the two silent dolls. "What are you two getting up to now?"

Izher glared at Lu Yizhou, fuming. He pointed at Jillian and made a gesture of slicing his throat. "I will kill him!" He mouthed.

Lu Yizhou materialized himself and beckoned for Jillian to sit down. "What were you and Miss Maia talking about?"

Jillian was quickly distracted by the question and shrugged dismissively. "Just...the usual thing." Lu Yizhou threw him an exasperated look. There he went again. Did he not realize that what he was thinking was clearly reflected on his face? Jillian plopped down on the couch opposite him and stared at his palms. "I have been thinking what I can do to aid you."

"Jillian..." Lu Yizhou said helplessly but Jillian stopped him with a hand.

"Stop. I know what you’re going to say, Regius. Listen to me first, okay?" Lu Yizhou stared into Jillian’s imploring eyes. Lu Yizhou let out a faint sigh. With Jillian looking at him like that, what could he do except nodding? In response, Jillian showed a faint sigh, relief was evident on his face. "Thank you. Alright, here’s a plan I have been thinking about for days. Regius, I..." He said cautiously. "I know you’re not fond of attention but I think it’s time for the world to know your existence."