Help! I Became A Guy In A BL Novel!-Chapter 100: Choking Hazard

Soren hissed softly at the sting, his muscles tensing beneath Riven’s lips. But the little wolf only grinned in satisfaction, running his tongue over the spot before pulling back to admire his work.

When he looked up, he saw Soren staring at him with a mixture of surprise and intrigue, his head tilted slightly as if questioning his sanity.

Riven smirked, giving him a cocky, almost domineering look—like he was the one in control for once. "From now on," Riven announced, trying to sound commanding, "Only I am allowed to scratch you, bite you, and leave marks on you. Got that?"

Soren stared at him for a moment, his expression almost unreadable. Then, with a sudden motion, he grabbed Riven’s waist and pulled him closer, their chests pressed together. A low chuckle rumbled from his throat, and he leaned in until their noses almost touched. "Oh? Is that your way of staking a claim on me, little wolf?"

Riven felt his face heat up, but he refused to back down. He nodded stubbornly, even as his cheeks turned pink. "Yeah. Got a problem with that?"

Soren smirked, clearly entertained by his boldness. "Not at all. I just never thought you’d get so possessive." He traced his fingers along Riven’s side, lightly grazing the sensitive skin there. "I almost like it."

Riven huffed and crossed his arms, though he didn’t pull away. "Almost like it? You better love it. You’re not the only one who can get possessive."

Soren shook his head, his smirk widening. "No, I just didn’t think you’d ever say it out loud. You’re usually so busy pretending you don’t care."

Riven clicked his tongue and gave Soren a light push, though it didn’t budge him an inch. "Tch. I care. I care a lot, so don’t you dare let anyone touch you."

Soren’s hand slid up Riven’s spine, sending a shiver through him. "You’re the one making bold declarations and marking me up like a jealous lover. Have our positions been reversed?"

Riven blinked for a moment. He wished! He wished it was reversed! He wanted to top Soren at least once! And if Soren killed him after that, he could die knowing he achieved what he wanted.

Riven’s ears turned red imagining the things he would do to this man.

Soren found Riven all the more enticing. He cupped Riven’s chin, forcing him to meet his gaze once more. "If you’re going to be possessive, you’d better be prepared for me to reciprocate," he warned, his tone serious despite the hint of teasing.

Riven blinked, his eyes widening slightly. "R-Reciprocate?"

"Mm." Soren leaned in, brushing his lips against Riven’s cheek before whispering near his ear, "I don’t mind you staking your claim... But don’t expect me to hold back either. I’ll make sure everyone knows you’re mine."

The way Soren’s voice dipped lower sent a pleasant shiver down Riven’s spine, and he swallowed hard. Despite his best efforts to sound intimidating earlier, he could feel his resolve crumbling under Soren’s intense gaze.

Soren took advantage of his momentary distraction and pressed another soft kiss to his lips, gentle this time, like he was savoring the closeness. Riven’s hands moved on their own, sliding up Soren’s chest and feeling the steady thrum of his heartbeat beneath his fingertips.

When they pulled apart, Soren’s lips curled into a lazy, self-satisfied smile. "What’s the matter? Suddenly shy?"

Riven didn’t know whether to punch him or kiss him again, but before he could decide, Soren pressed a kiss to the tip of his nose and ruffled his hair. Riven could only huff in mild irritation, but the warmth blooming in his chest was undeniable.

In an effort to prove that he was not shy at all, he pushed Soren and shifted their positions. This time it was Soren who had his back against the walls of the bathtub.

Riven took a deep breath and went under the water. He tried opening his eyes, but that did not work out as well as he had hoped. Life is full of obstacles, but one should press on.

If there was one thing he could recognise with his eyes closed, it would be dick.

Soren was caught off guard when he felt a tug on his pants. He frowned, he did want to choke his little wolf and leave him breathless, but not like this.

Before he could even take action, Riven did. He opened the zip and took Soren’s erect cock into his mouth. Riven did take a breath, but he had no clue how long he would last underwater, and he... Intended to find out.

Making sure none of the water would enter his mouth, he carefully moved. It was not as fast as he would have liked, but it was either that or have a ton of water in his mouth. And if it was not Soren’s load, he is not drinking it.

Soren’s face flushed immediately upon realising what was happening, and he took a deep breath. He tried not to move. Why make his little wolf’s life difficult? His hands dove deep into the water, hoping to get ahold of Riven. And he succeeded. He could feel the velvety soft fur and skin of Riven’s ears.

Riven seemed to not like it, he instead made sure his annoyance was known. His teeth grazed Soren’s throbbing cock in such a way that it was not painful, but it was painfully teasing.

Now, Soren was not the type to back down either, so in retaliation, he pinched Riven’s cheeks. He chuckled as he saw a few air bubbles come to the surface.

A few seconds later, Riven emerged, completely drenched and coughing. Soren smirked and carefully tended to his little wolf. He wiped off the excess water so that Riven could open his eyes.

"You! Can’t you see that I am in the middle of something? Why pinch my ears?!" Riven scolded.

"Because I can," Soren smirked. He was enjoying angering Riven. "Let’s continue somewhere you won’t choke on water, but on..."