Ethan still remembers that night he took Roland to his favorite quiet bar. The lights were soft and ambiguous. The walls were covered with all kinds of vinyl record jackets that he had collected from somewhere, and the air was floating. With melodious jazz music, very retro atmosphere. He sat next to the bar, sipping a martini in his glass while listening to Roland narrate in his unique charming voice his experience of visiting various planets under the jurisdiction of the Third Reich. Ethan rarely has the opportunity to travel, especially because the Earth Alliance government does not encourage its citizens to go to alien countries, and even official travel has to go through layers of approval, which is very troublesome. He listened to Roland vividly narrating the strange racial folk customs on those distant planets, and he felt envy in his heart.
Roland also stretched out his right hand, and a silver ring on his ring finger was inlaid with a rare emerald gemstone, "I dug out this stone near the underground lake. I liked it and made it into a ring. ." After he finished speaking, he suddenly raised his hand and gently brought it to his cheek. His smile is wild and wild, with a hint of flirtation, "Look, it's like the color of your eyes."
Ethan felt his cheeks warm at the time, and quickly let out a burst of laughter to hide his agitated heart, "So this ring should be worn by me?"
Originally it was just a joke, but Roland simply took off the ring, then gently pulled up his left hand and slowly put it on Ethan's ring finger.
Ethan was stunned, he forgot to withdraw his hand, and just stared blankly at his movements. Roland's eyelids with thick brown eyelashes were slightly raised, with a smile that was not a smile, "Look, when you put on my ring, you are mine."
Ethan has never been teased by an Alpha like this before, so he smirked and pulled his hand back to take off the ring, but Roland held his hand down, "Actually, this ring isn't worth much, just because I like that color. But when I saw you today, I knew it had found a more suitable owner. Just treat it as a gift from me."
That night, after Ethan asked the driver to send the slightly drunk Roland back to the apartment, he walked alone in the cool air, trying to dissipate the scorching heat from his whole body. But it doesn't work, no matter how long he's gone, every time he thinks of those plump lips covered with thin short beards, those deep and wild eyebrows, those slightly rough but very gentle hands, the fire in his heart burns. more prosperous.
After that, Ethan did not wear the ring again, but carefully placed him in a box, hoping to return it when he had a chance in the future.
Getting up early for work was the most distressing part of the day, but for Ethan at that time it became a golden light of hope. He picked out a suit that fit him the best, carefully combed and fixed his hair, and put on a pair of thin-rimmed glasses. In the mirror, he became a lot more energetic, but he still had an old-fashioned abstinence. He tried to unbutton a few buttons at the neckline, but it just felt out of place, so he had to tie it back again.
He drove his aircraft to the Energy Bureau building, walked briskly into the secretary's office next to the director's office, organized the director's itinerary today, and explained some trivial matters to his assistant secretary. His main task today is to accompany the director, Roland and others to visit the metal synthesis station they built in the third space station. During the whole process, he dutifully introduced and explained the various divisions and basic synthesis principles in the synthesis station. To show some of their erudition to go along in a timely manner. He could feel Roland's eyes falling on him from time to time, trying to control himself not to think too much.
By the end of the day's visit, it was already dinner time. The director improvised and eagerly wanted to entertain several researchers. Ethan had to use the fastest speed to decide which restaurant to choose and negotiate with the person in charge of the restaurant. He then transferred two plainclothes from the nearby security station to follow him. Within an hour, everyone was sitting comfortably in the box smoking and chatting.
In fact, Ethan was already exhausted at the time, and he was always persuaded to drink, and he didn't like the smell of smoke, so he went to the toilet for an excuse to get some air. He leaned against the railing in front of the artificial lake, looked up at the Milky Way across the sky in the distant starry sky, and let out a long sigh.
"Is this about to urinate?" The almost predictable charming voice came from behind again.
Ethan pulled a smile silently from the corner of his mouth and looked back at Roland, "There is a free public dinner, why run?"
"Because it's boring." Roland said simply. Ethan glanced at him sideways, and said dissatisfiedly, "Think I didn't arrange it interesting enough? I knew you would have arranged for you pedants to go to the strip club for dinner."
"Hahahaha, what's so good about striptease? I'm not necessarily good at dancing."
Ethan couldn't help but burst out laughing, "You? Striptease?"
"Don't you believe it?" Roland stroked his slightly long brown hair back along his forehead, and said narcissistically, "My striptease would make many Omegas dwarf!"
Ethan couldn't stop laughing, "I won't believe it until you dance."
Originally it was just a joke. Unexpectedly, Roland looked left and right, then took out his personal information capsule from his pocket, activated it, and threw it into the air. The pocket computer immediately unfolded into a thin screen in the air. He quickly picked a song that started with some rhythmic drum beats and then the most popular dance music of the moment. Only the Alpha in front of him raised his eyebrows at him, threw an extremely seductive wink, and then began to swing his hips with the music, his hands gently sliding down the edge of the jacket, along with the neck. After a slight lift, the coat slipped down gracefully along the arm.
Ethan was completely dumbfounded, his mouth opened slightly, and he couldn't move against the railing. He was worried that someone would pass by here at any time and see this crazy scene, but he was reluctant to stop it. Roland's movements were smooth and familiar, and every time his eyes twitched, every hook at the corner of his mouth seemed to be well thought out and a matter of course. He teasedly unbuttoned the top buttons of his shirt, revealing large, deep honey-colored strong chest muscles. Ethan swallowed, unable to look away, as if he had been enchanted.
Roland walked towards him while twisting his waist. When he got to him, the buttons of his shirt were completely unbuttoned. He stretched out his hand to prop up the railing behind Ethan, imprisoning the already dumbfounded Beta in the narrow space between himself and the railing. The exposed skin was hot enough to warm the cool night wind, and the gaze looking down was as intoxicating as wine.
"Do you believe it?" Roland laughed badly, revealing a sharp canine tooth, like a vampire.
Ethan suddenly regained his self-control, he hurriedly stretched out his hand to push the opponent away, but the place where his palm was in contact with the opponent's skin quickly shrank back as if it was scalded, "You are really crazy, what should you do if you are seen? "
"Hahaha, I'm not afraid, what are you afraid of?"
"I don't want to be accused of molesting a VIP." Ethan used his best poise to hide his blood-red cheeks. He really didn't understand. Although he had heard that the people of the Third Reich were very open, he really couldn't imagine how bold they were.
In the second half of the meal, Ethan couldn't concentrate all the time, and he didn't even dare to raise his glasses, because Roland was sitting at the table opposite him, and from time to time he would give him a narrow smile. He felt that he was simply unable to resist this man, who would always do something shocking to him.
That night, he tossed and turned on the bed in his apartment and couldn't fall asleep. He asked the smart housekeeper to turn on the projection computer, used his identity and authority to cross the domain barrier of the Earth Alliance, and waved his fingers to search for Roland's name on major social networks. . He is no longer a young man who likes to play social media, and even his account has been sealed for many years, and it took a lot of effort to retrieve it. He looked at the photos in Roland's life, guessing whether he would have a girlfriend or boyfriend, but after a long list, he found that Roland broke up with a boyfriend a year ago, and that boyfriend was a very charming The Omega, with a slender body and raised eyebrows, has a confident and gorgeous charm.
Ethan looked at the photo of Roland hugging his ex-boyfriend intimately, one unruly and the other glamorous, and they matched perfectly. And he touched his face with glasses, although it was upright, it was nothing special. Compared with that Omega, there is really no similarity at all.
Ethan suddenly felt a little lost, turned off the computer, and fell asleep with a heavy heart.
After that, Ethan deliberately avoided Roland, and even used excuses to go home to visit his sick mother several times, and taught his assistant secretary the task of escorting. In this way, Roland was not seen for about a week. Later, those researchers were already familiar with the environment, and they no longer needed the assistance of the secretary to start the task of cooperating with the researchers of the Earth Alliance to study the synthesis of new aviation materials.
Then on a certain Saturday night, he planned to cook dinner by himself and then quietly read a book or a movie at home. While the pasta was cooking, there was a sudden knock on the door. Ethan is a bit baffled, because he has always been a relatively withdrawn person, and even colleagues who have a better relationship with energy rarely contact him on weekends, so unless he orders takeout, no one will bother him on Saturday nights.
He opened the door and opened his eyes.
Roland was leaning against the door frame, not wearing more formal clothes as before, but a very casual leather jacket. Obviously, this kind of dress is more suitable for his wild temperament. It's still that charming smile that's a little nasty.
"Hey."
Ethan also replied nonchalantly, "Hey..."
"Won't you invite me in?"
"...How come you are here?"
"Last time we chatted at the bar, I remember you said you lived in this area. I happened to pass by today, so I came to say hello." the address of…
Seeing Ethan's disbelief, Roland suddenly showed an expression of admitting defeat and raised his hands, "Okay, okay, I heard from your colleague Taifeng. I'm really not a stalker."
Ethan raised his eyebrows, a little surprised.
Roland probably misunderstood what Ethan meant. Instead of his usual self-confidence and dashing appearance, he scratched his head a little embarrassedly, "Uh... I won't bother you if you're busy." After he finished speaking, he turned to leave, but Ethan moved his body before his mind could react - he reached out and grabbed Roland's arm.
"Uh... I'm fine, come in and sit."
Although Ethan's apartment is not big, he has very little furniture and is neatly tidied up, making it seem a bit empty. From furniture color matching to decoration, it is basically a very simple and restrained style, which matches his character very well. Roland smelled the pasta sauce, "Are you cooking?"
"Well, seafood cream pasta, would you like some?"
"Okay! I haven't eaten yet!"
The last time Ethan cooked for someone was fifteen months ago, before he broke up with his ex-Beta girlfriend. The moment he asked that question, he couldn't wait to quickly suck the proposal back into his mouth, but he didn't expect the other party to agree to his proposal. When he brought out the pasta uneasily, he saw Roland scrutinizing the expensive paper books on his bookshelf.
"Are you interested in ancient history?"
"Well... I majored in this subject when I was in college."
"It's a coincidence, I also like to read ancient history, but I'm not as professional as you." He came to the marble counter in the kitchen and smelled the plate of pasta, "Mmm~ It's delicious!"
This pun meant that Ethan didn't know what to say, and silently handed over the tableware. Originally, my stomach was already growling from hunger, but now facing that strange Alpha, I suddenly did not dare to take a big mouthful of food.
However, Roland seemed to be very contented, and his unpretentious food seemed to have a kind of heroic elegance. Ethan suddenly had a strange feeling, as if he was cooking dinner on a Saturday night with a partner he had been with for a long time, and the evening TV program was projected on one of the walls. As long as he added a pet dog, the perfect two-person life he had imagined was almost like this.
Roland quickly finished the dinner on the plate, wiped his lips with a napkin, and sighed, "I haven't eaten such delicious pasta in a long time. Only the Earth Alliance can make such authentic Earth dishes."
Ethan laughed in a low voice, "You are too flattering for me, and my cooking skills are at a level that won't cause stomach upsets."
Roland's eyes suddenly fixed on his face, making Ethan a little hairy.
"What's wrong?"
Roland said, "You have the sauce on your face."
Ethan hurriedly wiped with his hands in embarrassment, but in the wrong place. Roland suddenly leaned forward, reached out and wiped the sauce from the corner of his lips for him, and then... licked his fingers lightly.
If blushing has an onomatopoeia, then Ethan's face should be a "coax" at the moment.
The air fell silent for a while. After a long time, Ethan finally broke the silence. He pushed down his glasses, lowered his eyes, and asked, "Why did you ask Tai Feng about my place?"
Roland replied calmly, "Because I have never seen you."
"...What are you doing to see me? Oh, I see, is it that ring? Actually, I've always wanted to find a chance to give it back to you, but I've been... "
"No, no, it has nothing to do with the ring." Roland interrupted him, and his confident smile became cramped. "I just... I really want to see you again."
Ethan is not a teenager who has never been in love, so he naturally knows what this sentence implies. But he was still stunned, because he didn't think that Roland didn't seem to just want to flirt with him.
He has always known that he prefers powerful Alphas to Betas and Omegas, but the better Alphas are, the less likely they will notice his ordinary and uninteresting Betas, because there are too many dazzling Omegas around them. Ethan has been attracted by the tall and handsome appearance of the other party from the first sight of Roland, and he can't resist the other party's bold behavior and gentle tone after getting along. He never thought that such a handsome Alpha would really be interested in him.
The person you secretly like happens to like you too, and the odds are like an asteroid hitting the earth. If it was the current Ethan, he might not believe it, but after all, Ethan at that time had not experienced despair, and would still have some unrealistic dreams.
Seeing Ethan's delay in speaking, Roland cleared his throat, "I know you must have thought that I was a little too frivolous before. At first, I just wanted to tease you because you were very reserved. But I found that I couldn't do anything about it. Stop thinking about you."
Ethan looked down at the barely moving dinner on his plate, and said hesitantly, "I don't quite get what you mean. I'm just a beta."
"In my habit, if I find something I like, I have to find a way to get it no matter what." The distance between Roland and him was getting closer, his burning eyes seemed to be surrounded by hot blue fire Ethan's senses. There was a faint smell of smoke on his body, which was obviously something Ethan didn't like, but mixed with the smell of alpha hormones in this man's body, it became full of the charm of a conqueror. He gently took off Ethan's glasses and said in an affectionate voice, "Whether you're Beta, Omega, or Alpha, I love you, your eyes, the way you push your glasses when you're nervous, and you're embarrassed He pretended to be calm when he was there.”
At that moment, Ethan felt like he was about to melt away, and the defense he had maintained so hard to maintain in the face of temptation suddenly collapsed.
When Roland leaned forward, when the short-bearded skin rubbed against his chin, which was always very smooth, when his lips were captured by another pair of full and powerful lips. Ethan didn't dodge. He responded to the kiss, which in fact turned into an even more intense hug, until Ethan spilled his plate, knocked off the cutlery, and no one cared. They devoured each other's body fluids and scents, like long-lost lovers.
A year later, when Ethan was locked up awaiting trial, he recalled that night with only a mouthful of bitterness. He thought that Roland had already done enough homework about him before meeting him for the second time, maybe he even analyzed what kind of man he likes.
In that kiss, Roland must be snickering in his heart.
It turned out that it was such an easy thing to degenerate the Secretary of Tangtang.