Quick Transmigration: Is it Better to be a Beta?

Chapter 66: 3.20

Chapter 66: 3.20

Jia Hyson doesn't do much in the story so far. Other than occasionally popping up around Song Chuntao so Zheng Jinhai can confusedly eat vinegar despite having a girlfriend (Song Chuntao's persona) he mostly just attends dinner parties, listens to Song Chuntao's report about her life because he's now essentially her gay best friend and lazes about with Sefu like a fat ricebug. It's not a bad life.

Zheng Ting seems to be more active lately, maybe due to being stimulated by the aftermath of Jia Hyson's rejection and the failure to attack Song Chuntao and almost endangering Zheng Jinhai instead. Zheng Jinhai is totally trying to investigate that by the way but since Zheng Ting also is a close family member to him, he doesn't suspect that some of his people have been bribed by her yet. Still Zheng Ting is feeling the pressure a little.

Song Chuntao and Zheng Ting's relationship has also took a turn. After Jia Hyson told her about Zheng Ting's attempt to seduce him, Song Chuntao, while still holding some doubts subconsciously had distanced herself a little from her. After all, who would feel comfortable knowing a friend may have tried to play mistress with your man? Even if Farrell isn't her man anymore it still counts since Zheng Ting didn't know that.

He almost feels bad for Zheng Ting. After all, originally she was a cannonfodder villain who technically had more success than other such villains in these stories and only really suffered small setbacks until her true face was revealed in the middle of the story. Now... ah well, it doesn't matter.

Sometimes, people just want to see a stupid character get face slapped.

And from what Jia Hyson understands from his guards, Zheng Xin, Zheng Jinhai's super repressed older brother has started to make his appearance in the story which mean he has suspicions about Song Chuntao's secret identity. So he wasn't worried about a lack of drama there.

Zheng Jinhai, this porcelain male lead also encountered and, thanks to his guards, escaped quite a few accidents so far. Maybe because the first amnesia event was screwed up the other events did not necessarily occur in the same order either. Plus there were also new unforeseen events and such. Basically Jia Hyson had moved two more guards on top of Wu Lanfen on protagonist duty in order to safely maintain the male lead's memories.

Wu Lanfen and the two guards suffered greatly during their jobs. They both loathed and feared Zheng Jinhai whose handsome face seemed to somehow have incurred heaven's wrath and was constantly in danger of being hit as punishment for whatever sin he committed. From their easygoing job of hanging around Prince Farrell, traveling the world and having Friday night game nights with the prince and the other guards to being forced to orbit an ex-girlfriend's current boyfriend, the Prince of Misfortune- it was like falling from heaven to hell!

Fortunately for Wu Lanfen, a month after suffering from her new job she was replaced by Guard B. She felt very sorry for him until she heard from the others what happened and immediately became disdainful. Which guard didn't know that their big boss' unrequited love was his sore spot? What an idiot! Peh!

Guard B who is now disdained by the only female guard and the big boss: '...' Regret.jpg

Jia Hyson, completely unaware of the suffering of his subordinates, was reading the latest report from his guards idly.

He felt very relaxed as he drinks a cold mango lassi and snacks on hot chicken salted chips on the sandy beaches of Egypt, smiling satisfactorily. The plot was moving well ah. He really quite likes this request world where he doesn't have to do much, just make some preparations then go lie down to win.

"My prince.. maybe you should cover up a bit more?" Sefu finally couldn't help but say, interrupting his thoughts.

Golden eyes blink up at him with faint bemusement and annoyance. If Jia Hyson really wasn't hyperaware of Sefu thanks to his own feelings for the man he really would doubt this guy is interested in him.

Look at him! Eight pack abs, smooth milky coffee like skin, toned and long legs with barely any hair! All of this was completely exposed as he lay on those lounging beach chairs in an erotic pair of white bikini briefs and a translucent pale white sarong around his waist. The sarong helped give a false sense of modesty somewhat yet at the same time it only serves to illicit a greater desire in the hearts of beasts to ravish.

This man was so repressed! Too repressed! Even Zhang Xin was man enough to eat when a good meal served in glass slippers was presented to him! But Sefu, this damn bastard can sit in the hot summer sun next to the love of his life who's practically naked and still not act on his thirst?! Jia Hyson would be so impressed if he wasn't so furious!

This was a sexy body he personally requested to the system ah! If he hadn't been such a slag and slept around, this gorgeous body really would have been wasted waiting around for his head guard to get it together!

He was even generous enough to not let any men touch his bottom for Sefu's sake. His ass was top quality okay? Plump, good elasticity due to a perfect ratio of fat and muscle, very pleasant to squeeze and be squeezed by.. Such a good ass and yet only fake dicks have had the privilege to taste it so far! It was so cruel! All the gongs of the world are probably crying tears of blood!

Bebe: '...Are you done yet?' _ Though Bebe does admit, Sefu's ability to push down his sexual desire was so good despite Jia Hyson's teasing and flaunting, Bebe actually suspected the man may actually have a physiological problem.

En, as expected of the man host likes, really so... abnormal hehe ()

"Aiyah Sefu," Jia Hyson complains grievancely in a spoilt tone, "why should I cover up, who else do I have to show off to other than you ah?"

Indeed, the beach was a private beach. Other than some guards guarding some distance away there really was just Jia Hyson, Sefu and one very persistent seagull. Even though he was a bit of a manslut he wouldn't wear something so shameful like this in public. He wasn't Zheng Ting ah. In private he can do all sorts of sordid things, enjoying his own embarrassment but in public his skin was thinner than tissue paper.

So Sefu in fact has no solid argument to put some clothing on his prince.

However since before, the man had a sly tongue and that skill has not faded away over time. After a moment of thought he coughs, "The sun.. I'm worried that my prince who is no longer used to the constant exposure to the sun may feel uncomfortable later." To most people Sefu's face was villainous and evil, a face with no good intentions, but little do they know, toward Jia Hyson he can make such an honest and sincere looking expression.

It really never failed to make his heart itch, like being gently stroked by a soft paw. Jia Hyson couldn't stop from blushing at the sincere almost puppy-ish look. His favorite cats were either small and fluffy, and his favorite dogs were big and tough like Dobermans. Essentially he really liked the supervillain aesthetic. So seeing Sefu act like such a loyal dog was particularly effective.

Batting his eyelashes, an idea forms. "Then why don't you help protect me from the sun?" He asks teasingly.

"As skilled as I am, I hardly have the capabilities to fend of UV rays my prince," Sefu dryly retorts with a faint smile.

"No.. I meant...." Jia Hyson throws him something which he easily catches. Heterochromatic eyes glance down and his pupils shrink a little as he realizes what he's holding. Sefu looks up at Jia Hyson who was smiling flirtatiously back at him, "Understand?"

Sefu swallows heavily.

Heart thrumming in anticipation, Jia Hyson lays down completely on the beach chair and closes his eyes, feigning nonchalance. Secretly though he's so nervous and excited he had goosebumps. If Sefu doesn't take the opportunity he's really not a man ah!

Finally after some time, a warm rough hand, slick with sunscreen lotion hesitantly covered his wrist. Jia Hyson represses a shiver of excitement and secretly peeks at Sefu. Sefu's scarred profile was focused on his arm as he attentively covered him with the lotion, taking the extra effort to massage it in with his strong calloused fingers.

Jia Hyson bites his lip and tries to make his shaky breathing less noticeable. This was really... too good!

He hates that he didn't think of such a simple to do thing like this sooner!

Jia Hyson: 'To not come up with this basic porn plot- It turns out, I'm more pure than I thought!' (/)

Bebe: 'No, no that definitely can't be it.' ( ) Zheng Ting could possibly turn out to be pure in a plot twist but Bebe's scum host absolutely cannot!

From one arm to the other arm, then comes the biggest dilemma to Prince Farrell's head guard.

Face, chest or legs?

Face felt very intimate but rubbing his prince's chest was legs might be okay but if he moves further upwards

Sefu: '...Is this a trap?'

Unfortunately the bait was too attractive and so Sefu swallows his thoughts down and gently spreads more cream on his prince's face, greedily savoring this free chance to act so presumptuously toward Farrell. To have the opportunity to so affectionately touch his prince's face, feeling the edges of his cheekbones, the softness of his eyebrows, the straightness of his nose. All these things he had never been able to savor with his hands... it was a small yet exhilarating feeling of accomplishment.

He wasn't the only one enjoying the feeling, Jia Hyson hums in contentment and nuzzles into the man's warm hands, enjoying how the roughness of the other's skin lightly scraps against his cheek. Sefu freezes for a moment before pressing his hand toward Jia Hyson's face, a silent acquiescence to the action, spurring Jia Hyson on to boldly rub against it a bit more before lifting his chin up to expose his neck. It was clear what he wanted and Sefu was helpless to oblige.

The cool feeling of lotion being rubbed against his neck with warm calloused hands was really stimulating. Jia Hyson found he couldn't control his breathing, panting lightly as the faintly ticklish yet pleasurable sensation caressed his adam's apple before moving downward to rub firmly against his collar bone.

However even after all this, Sefu still had the gall to act coquettish and shy, focusing on massaging the shoulders with such care before quickly brushing over his chest and retreating.

Jia Hyson: '?!' Even the male protagonist would have to bow to such perfect abs and you dare not caress them?!

Sefu are you the shou protagonist or is he?! (`)

Silently he tries to spend a minute imagining Sefu as the bottom in the relationship before rejecting it in his head. Even though he plays both ways, Jia Hyson does prefer bottoming more in the end and was looking forward to his future as a shou. Sefu almost 100% fits his gong aesthetics given he's an older military dandere character with villainous looks and scarring. Face value alone he satisfies Jia Hyson's favorite type more than all the previous personas.

If he suddenly turned out to be a quivering M bottom Jia Hyson probably wouldn't be able to stomach it.

Think about it, the cow you've been raising for x years in order to finally make into a delectable medium rare steak you've been dreaming about is suddenly replaced with a block of tofu. How can anyone feel good?

Opening his eyes like a lion watching a big prey escape, he grabs the retreating hand with his own. Jia Hyson raises his brows discontentedly up at Sefu, "What are you doing?" He complains, "Does Laozi's chest disgust you so? You put so much care into everywhere else so far but you treat my chest like this?"

"This lowly servant," Sefu swallows heavily, his raspy voice deeper and hoarder than before, "this lowly servant wouldn't dare," his eyes were dark and brimming with great torment and lust.

One could probably write a great soliloquy about the emotions in Sefu's eyes. It would definitely spark the beginnings of a great and emotionally moving script. They could call it 'The Unspeakable Yearnings of a Middle Aged Virgin'.

Bebe: '...' What a terrible burn.

"Here," With the excuse of guiding his attendant to properly attend to his duty, Jia Hyson puffs out his chest and drags Sefu's hand across his pectoral muscles firmly. His breathing goes ragged and heavy when the older man's hand swipes against his nipples which have poking outwards expectantly for a while now.

"Mn," He muffles a soft moan but how could Sefu not hear it at such a close range? His own breathing just as heavy as he repeats the action, much more purposeful this time.

"Like this my prince?"

Jia Hyson nods, "Ah, ah yeah," he pants, releasing his grip on Sefu's hand now that he was sure the man was back on track and laid back on his chair to enjoy getting his tofu eaten. "Just, just like that,"

Sefu pants softly as he begins to knead and rub in the lotion over his kitten's gorgeous supple muscles on his chest, especially paying attention to the two pointed dark peaks that were begging to be teased.

He doesn't dare to be audacious enough to pinch or squeeze but fuck does he wants too. Sefu truly felt like he was both in heaven and hell. To have a drop of his long awaited ambrosia yet it was clearly not enough to sate his thirst. If anything it only raked the flames of his desires even higher, urging him to be even greedier.

Guiltily, the pressure of his hands eases a little. His prince trusts him so much to act so spoilt and vulnerable around him and here Sefu is with his perverse lustful thoughts. He's worse than a beast.

Bebe: '...No. Clearly the beast is your precious little prince.' Honestly given the previous personas so far Bebe theorizes that the Royal System Bipolar Prince didn't shatter because he tried to ascend to god hood but because he couldn't take being such a hot gay mess ah.

His host literally is begging to be molested by him and yet this man is still is so far into his angst he really can't tell that his host holds special feelings toward him. How can someone who has a shard, no matter how minuscule, of a Royal System, be such an idiot? Even Drake wasn't such a dunce.

Bebe silently recalls a certain idiotic Overlord and sighs. It really wasn't easy being Bebe.

Then it snaps a photo of the sordid scene and sends it to the System Forum with the caption ##Other hosts have to work hard at their jobs, my host is working hard to find a wife, what to do## this sort of humble brag about how free Bebe is was very common these days. Many systems and their hosts immediately swarm to spit all over it in jealousy or lick the screen.

Meanwhile Sefu started to work on the legs.

Jia Hyson who was more than hot and bothered by now couldn't help but wriggle and spread his legs a little. From his golden eyes dark with lust, his rapid breathing, hardened nipples and, most damning of all, his semi-hard erection barely hiding in his swimwear, he was the picture of eroticism and seduction.

Unfortunately, Sefu was determined not to embarrass his kitten for his adorable physical reaction and was staring pointedly at the ground in an attempt to let his baby keep his dignity.

Jia Hyson who has thrown away all pretenses and dignity: '...' No, seriously, are you the shou protagonist or am I? (`)

He wonders if he had to actually shove his hand down his briefs and jerk off in front of Sefu in order for him to get a clue. However he really couldn't make himself debase himself and live with the possibility that Sefu would once again miss the point. Jia Hyson, who was still aroused could only look down at his darling with great dissatisfaction. The only thing that vaguely comforted him was to see that, from the tent in the other's pants, he wasn't the only one feeling frustrated right now.

Throwing his head back he stifles a quiet groan with his hands when Sefu, either accidentally or intentionally, grazes the sensitive head of his cock as he slicks up Jia Hyson's inner thigh. "Sefu..." he pants, "Mnnn.. Sefu, can you, ah, just.."

However Sefu has already stood up, face expressionless as he does his best to look anywhere but his sexy boss who was lying beneath him looking debauched, barely clothed and bronze muscles shining under the sunlight thanks to the sun lotion. "Forgive me your highness, I... have to go to the bathroom."

Before Jia Hyson could even protest, the man had already sped off. He stares at the retreating older man and sighs.

Sefu is definitely going to end up doing the thing most gongs do in stories and forcibly pushing him ah. Of course unlike most gongs in stories, he did have to endure for x years like a champ. Of course, if it was anyone else it would totally be uncool. Fortunately, or unfortunately, Sefu is facing Jia Hyson this slag with incredibly abnormal tastes and a strong penchant for little black box play.

Mean heartedly Jia Hyson actually felt he is really looking forward to when the idiot eventually snaps. First, he'll finally get some relief of his own on his part. Second, once that bastard does pull a radical move, Jia Hyson is going to beat him up both emotionally and physically afterwards then use him as his guilt-ridden sex toy! Hahaha! ()

The idea of seeing Sefu tormented and filled with anguish but still unable to control his sexual desires after smashing the cracked pot.. moving between reckless wild sex to timid, gentle doting... Jia Hyson moans and squeezes his erection tightly through his swimsuit, the pain making him feel even better. His eyes bright and predatory, glittering with anticipation.

First let's go back to C City and clean up the plot. If Sefu breaks down he may not have time to oversee the story's progress. He should at least confront the male lead a few times as a good supporting male lead. And bully a few more people before it's time for a reversal and he's the one who'll be bullied from then on.

Just imagining the possible ways Sefu could try and tie him down makes him feel even more impatient to finish the job!

Ah, ah, ah, it's so unfair, he wants to play now!