Sneaking out of the storage house was much easier than sneaking in. Within half an hour, he was back in his room. He slammed the door shut and poured all the stolen stuff on the bed.
"I guess these could last for a year. I have no idea how long I'm going to last here though," he grumbled. He slowly took off his shirt and was able to perceive Lucien's scent on it. He could remember how he got caught by him and what he caught Lucien doing with the other student.
He buried his face into his palm, groaning in frustration.
"I hope that shit doesn't happen to me,"
He threw his shirt into the trashcan and lay on the bed, bare chest.
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The next day...
Rin was two seconds from biting into his sandwich when a second-year burst into the staff lounge, wide-eyed and panicked.
The door slammed loudly, causing Rin to drop the sandwich on his body.
"Fuck!" He cursed under his breath and picked it up.
"You! You're the nurse Rin, right? Lucien Vortellion just got bitten by a snake! He said to get you!"
Rin paused mid-bite, his jaw working like his brain was buffering.
"...What?"
"He's waiting for you at the Greenhouse. Hurry!"
"Hold on! Why? Aren't there other nurses around..."
"He said it has to be you!" The student interrupted him.
Rin stood slowly, dread crawling up his spine like mould on old bread.
"That damned creature!"
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.
The greenhouse was humid, sticky, and full of sex-scented plants that Rin already hated on a personal level. And of course, there he was: Lucien fucking Vortellion, lounging on a wooden bench like he was posing for a magazine. Shirtless. Sweaty. One pant leg rolled up to mid-thigh, exposing the bare expanse of his muscular leg... and a red bite mark just inches below the fabric line.
Rin blinked and Lucien smirked.
"You came fast, kitty. Are you that excited to put your mouth on me already?"
Rin made a choking sound as he scoffed.
"Excuse me?!"
The system buzzed in.
DING:
[System Alert: Wound identified.]
[Venomous bite. Toxin type: Unregistered.]
[Recommend immediate extraction.]
[Extraction Method: Manual suction.]
[Caution: Avoid swallowing.]
Rin paled. "I am not giving this bastard a blowjob through a snakebite!"
Lucien leaned back, propping himself on one arm. "What was that?"
"How could a powerful Alpha like you have gotten bitten by a snake?"
"It was a mistake. Alphas are allowed to make mistakes, right?"
Rin fell silent, still looking at him. Lucien then spread his legs and pointed to his lap with his eyes.
"Go on. If you don't hurry, I might end up dying by the venom,"
Rin stood for more seconds, thinking it would be better for him to die. He's the only one who knew his secret after all.
He growled under his breath and stomped forward, crouching between Lucien's legs.
"Just so you fucking know... I'm only doing this because it's my job, and I hate paperwork."
Lucien's smirk widened.
"Then be gentle. I scare easily."
"Eat shit."
Rin leaned in, heart pounding as he pressed his lips around the bite mark, just above the inner thigh. He sucked hard. The muscle flexed under his mouth. It was hard and Rin didn't dare think about it... except now the tip of Lucien's cock was pushing against his shorts. Very obviously.
Rin tried to focus. Spit, suck, spit again.
He didn't need to look up at the bastard with a smug on his face. He didn't have to react that it was a big idea sucking his lap. It's just his lap... nothing else. He didn't have to...
THUD.
His hand hit something.
...Something hard, warm... HARD!
Rin blinked. Then slowly looked down.
There was a fat bulge in Lucien's pants, twitching like it had a mind of its own.
Rin scowled.
"Wait... is the snake hiding in your pants now?"
He reached out and grabbed it before he could think.
Lucien groaned low.
Rin froze. His fingers clenched around warm fabric... and definitely not a snake.
Lucien grinned, voice thick.
"If you wanted to hold my cock, kitty, all you had to do was ask."
Rin yanked his hand back like he'd touched boiling oil.
"That's your dick?!"
Lucien tilted his head, eyes glowing with mirth.
"And you grabbed it like a pro. Should I be flattered or worried?"
Rin backed away, flushed from head to toe. "You manipulative, ego-bloated, oversexed prick...!"
Lucien caught his wrist before he could storm off. He tugged Rin closer, forcing their faces inches apart. His voice was low, dark, dripping with something Rin refused to name.
"You're trembling again. Must be the heat, huh? Or... Is it something else?"
Rin's system chose that moment to buzz.
DING:
[System Warning: Pheromone Suppression Down to 39%. Emotional stress levels rising.]
[Recommend retreat.]
Rin glared at the sky like he could fight God.
"I swear if you don't take your hand off my wrist, I will bite you."
Lucien chuckled, brushing his knuckles against Rin's flushed cheek.
"Careful, kitty. You keep acting like this, and I might actually fall for you."
Then he stood, towering over Rin, and leaned down.
His lips pressed against Rin's neck... barely a kiss, more like a whisper of promise.
"You smell too good to ignore. But just as I said last night, I'll wait. I'm patient like that. Just know... I don't fuck a hole twice. So it'll be over quickly,"
Rin flinched. Lucien's words were like venom digging under his skin.
"You won't get what you want, Lucien Vortellion,"
"We'll see about that, kitty,"
Lucien smirked, grabbing his shirt off the bench.
"See you around, little omega. Try not to dream about my snake."
He left with that goddamn arrogant strut, leaving Rin standing in the sticky heat, dazed, furious, and... something else.
The system chimed in again.
DING:
[Venom not detected.]
[No toxins present. Bite likely superficial or fabricated.]
Rin stared blankly.
"You mean to tell me there was never a fucking snake?!"
[Affirmative.]
Rin slowly sat on the bench, hands in his face.
"I need to commit a fucking murder."