18
Worthy of being an A-class male zerg, his physical strength could be considered top among male zergs. This was Rhys’s last thought before he fell asleep.
That night, He Qin also felt strangely drawn to the female zerg, as if he emitted a tantalizing fragrance that irresistibly drew him closer.
Could this be the instinct of a male zerg?
At that moment, the Major General had succumbed to exhaustion and fallen asleep, but He Qin, fueled by restless energy, remained awake.
Turning his head to look at the female zerg beside him, he noticed the large bed, spacious enough for at least five adult males, with only the center slightly sunken.
Afraid the male zerg might leave, He Qin’s arm was pulled into the female zerg’s embrace on the same bed, the hold tightening around him. His limbs, confined for so long, felt slightly numb due to poor blood circulation.
He Qin deftly withdrew his hand, causing the female zerg to sense his calming presence fade. He shifted in his sleep, trying to nestle closer into the male zerg’s embrace.
Another body warmth in his arms inexplicably reassured He Qin. He lay facing upwards, gazing at the ceiling, his mind blank, simply holding the Major General for a while.
Despite lacking real combat experience, He Qin knew from his time on Earth that men, when together, shared all sorts of anecdotes. Having spent years immersed in military life, he understood a thing or two about such matters.
He realized that without proper cleaning afterwards, situations like this could easily lead to discomfort for the one in the submissive position.
With this in mind, He Qin fetched his shirt from the bedside, casually draping it over himself. He knelt down, preparing to lift the sleeping female zerg.
“Male Lord?” Major General Rhys woke almost instantly as the male zerg lifted him. His eyes half-opened in confusion, filled with questions about the male zerg’s actions.
“It’s alright, go back to sleep. I’ll take you to freshen up,” He Qin’s demeanor reflected his typical ‘straightforward male’ character, feeling gratified by the female zerg’s dependence.
The straightforward He Qin didn’t realize he was dealing with a female zerg, not a male from Earth.
For female zergs, reproduction was crucial, and post-coital cleaning suggested to them that the male Lord didn’t wish to leave offspring.
Rhys, naturally, misinterpreted the male zerg’s intentions but didn’t question it. The female assumed the male lord was young and unprepared to care for young offspring.
Though disappointed, Rhys remained more concerned for his male lord. His stature and weight weren’t suitable for being carried by a male zerg like this.
Now exhausted, the male lord should not strain himself in this state, not if he was to be a responsible female lord.
Signaling for the male zerg to set him down, the other didn’t catch on. Rhys had to speak up, explaining, “I’m heavy, please put me down.” His tone towards the male zerg was almost like coaxing a child.
“Stay put, it’s not far.” The master bedroom of the male zerg featured an ensuite bathroom just a dozen steps away from the bed. How could He Qin, capable of over a thousand push-ups, be tired?
He Qin walked to the bathroom door and first turned on the heating inside. After the temperature rose, he took a towel from the rack and spread it on the floor.
Only then did he place the barefoot Rhys on the towel. He made sure the female zerg was capable of washing on his own before intending to leave.
“Well then, you go ahead and wash first. I’ll use the bathroom outside,” He Qin, having gotten out of bed, seemed to have changed his personality.
Facing the female zerg’s unclothed body, his shy eyes dared not glance around but focused on the floor as he spoke to him.
“Male lord, aren’t you going to wash with me?” After last night, Rhys became more certain that He Qin was completely different from the Empire’s male zergs and was more willing to express his desires in front of the male zerg.
For zergs, such things were quite common. They even used various postures as teaching materials for female zergs.
Inviting the male zerg to bathe together was also a method for the female zerg to solidify the position in the male zerg’s heart afterward.
As his gaze lingered closer and closer to his long legs, He Qin’s face flushed again at the thought that those same legs had been wrapped around his waist just a few dozen minutes ago.
The male zerg left with a sigh, “I, I’m used to washing myself,” and staggered out of the bathroom.
Rhys watched as the male zerg fled the bathroom almost at a running pace, hearing the door outside slam with a loud “bang”.
He didn’t know if the male lord had put on his clothes yet? If he caught cold, it would be bad.
After the male zerg left the bathroom, Rhys reverted to the cold-faced Major General he usually was in front of zergs.
He didn’t seem as vulnerable in front of male zerg, and he stepped into the bath chamber, looking physically well, showing no signs of fatigue.
In his heart, Rhys always put the male lord’s orders first, thinking about the male zerg’s previous thorough cleaning instructions. Although reluctant, he still cleaned himself thoroughly in the outer room.
He pressed the timer button and went into the bath chamber to clean the surface of his body.
At this moment, He Qin shivered in the hallway from the cold wind blowing in through the window, sneezing.
Looking down, he was wearing only shorts he slept in on his lower body, and a tattered white shirt grabbed by the upper half.
In such a messy style, he stood on the corridor where his father-in-law could appear at any moment.
In the military, taking a bath was also a set time. Over the years, He Qin had become accustomed to solving the problem of body washing within five minutes.
After speeding up, he found that he had not brought a change of clothes after washing. He had no choice but to wrap a towel around his lower body and walk back to the bedroom.
The male zerg was half-naked, with a beautifully symmetrical abdomen partly covered by a towel. The developed deltoid muscles made the male zerg’s shoulders look very wide and secure. The messy hair after bathing added to the male zerg’s wild charm.
After last night, the male zerg had shed his youthfulness and gained a more mature demeanor, emitting an aura that attracted female zergs even more, making Rhys unable to look away.
“Male lord, you should dry your hair first,” Rhys noticed that the male zerg’s hair was still dripping water.
Perhaps the male zerg was still unfamiliar with using the bathing chamber, as all the bathing chambers in this room could be adjusted to dry the entire body, including wet hair, after a bath.
But this was also good, as it increased his opportunities to be close to the male Lord.
He Qin sat on the edge of the bed, watching as the female zerg took out a hairdryer from the cabinet.
He didn’t even know there was a hairdryer in that cabinet. When did the Major General become so familiar with the layout of the room?
He Qin’s character was easy-going and laid-back. Back on Earth, during times without missions, he often neglected himself. Rhys’s attentiveness and thoughtfulness were exactly what he needed.
Rhys half-knelt behind He Qin, using the hairdryer at the optimal temperature to blow dry the male zerg’s hair. To prevent tangles, he continuously ran his fingers through the male zerg’s hair.
In the Earth military, soldiers were not allowed to keep hair longer than an inch. But since becoming a male zerg, He Qin had let his dark hair grow quite a bit.
“Ah… mmm…” The warmth from Rhys’s massage and the hairdryer made the male zerg extremely drowsy, and he yawned several times in succession. “Hmm, is this okay?”
Watching the male zerg looking drowsy, Rhys stopped the hairdryer and reached out to touch the dark hair in front of him.
Most of the male zerg’s hair was dry, but the ends still felt a bit damp. Sleeping like this, the male zerg would probably get a headache the next day.
“Just a little bit more, please hold on a bit longer.” In this atmosphere, Rhys’s tone softened unconsciously.
Unlike when facing outsiders, He Qin wouldn’t display his intimidating side. Now, seeing the male zerg relaxed in front of him, Rhys really wanted to take good care of him.
By the time Rhys finished blow-drying the male zerg’s hair, He Qin had already fallen asleep, resting his head on Rhys’s chest.
Even though his waist had just gone through a battle and was extremely sore, Rhys maintained his half-kneeling position, waiting for the male zerg to enter deep sleep before slowly moving his head onto the pillow.
After all this commotion, the time had already gone from late night to early morning.
As a married military female, there was a week of marriage leave, just need to report to the military department in advance, during this week, military female can accompany the male Lord in front of their own.
Many female zergs will use this time, and even can be pregnant with the male zerg’s eggs in this week.
As a female zerg, Rhys of course wanted to give birth to a small zerg as soon as possible.
But the male Lord was still young, and he didn’t want to burden the male zerg. If the male Lord didn’t actively propose to have offspring, Rhys didn’t want to have eggs.
In his heart, the most important thing was of course the male Lord’s wishes.
Lying on the other side, Rhys held the male zerg’s hand. Because of exhaustion, he soon closed his eyes and fell asleep.
From holding hands at the beginning to falling asleep, Rhys couldn’t resist staying close to the male zerg beside him. When they woke up in the afternoon, Rhys once again curled up in the male zerg’s arms.
He Qin dreamt of a huge golden retriever he had once rescued on Earth. In his dream, the dog tried hard to squeeze its large head into his chest and pressed down with all its might, making it difficult for him to breathe. Eventually, he was jolted back to reality.
When He Qin opened his eyes, he realized it was actually the female zerg in his arms. While sleeping, he had pressed almost half the body weight onto him, causing him to feel more than just numbness in his half-body.
When living aboard the starship with the Major General, He Qin had never noticed the habit of him holding something in his arms like this. How did it happen when they were in bed?
Who could have imagined that the calm and rational Major General, after falling asleep, would be so clingy?
But this really made it hard for him…
In this uncomfortable position where half of his body was pressed down, He Qin struggled to turn his head, finally seeing the alarm clock at the head of the bed displaying the time.
So it was almost dinner time? They had slept for so long.
He Qin wanted to pry open the female zerg’s tightly clasped fingers, but he held on too tightly, so he had to increase his strength once again.
“Um… Male Lord?” When Rhys woke up, he saw his male Lord trying hard to pry his fingers with his right hand. Due to only being able to move half of his body, the male zerg’s clothes had also been pulled down quite a bit.
Realizing what a terrible thing he had done, Rhys felt like he had been electrocuted and quickly moved away from the male zerg’s body to the other half of the bed.
“Ah…” He groaned in pain. After being pressed down by the heavy weight for nearly a night, the numbness in his body became more severe, feeling like he was being pricked by millions of tiny needles.
“I’m sorry, Male Lord.” Rhys was very familiar with this numbness caused by poor circulation. As he apologized, he gently massaged the male zerg’s half-body with his hands.
Things done in dreams were beyond the female zerg’s control. However, Rhys’s current posture kneeling beside him with his head bowed looked as if he had committed some grievous offense and was repenting for it.
“Rhys, your technique is very good, I’m fine now.” To comfort the downcast female zerg, He Qin vigorously shook his arm that still tingled a bit.
“It’s really nothing to apologize for.”
He Qin understood Rhys’s fussiness, which was influenced by the education he received as a female zerg and the social environment he lived in. Since Rhys had entrusted his future to him, he had plenty of time to gradually change this ‘bad’ habit.