Ascending_Darkness

Yuliang Davos is an omega with a lot on his plate; completing his internship, working part-time, studying for his Healer Certification exam, keeping his twin in check, and suppressing his transformations.

He has no time for friends, fun, adventure, or romance. 

Unfortunately for him, he doesn't have a choice. 
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[Warnings]: This story covers some heavy topics and includes characters and actions of dubious morality. 

The chapters are short because my attention span is limited, and I can't write 1k words in one sitting. I don't think it's a big issue, though, since the story will be a really long one either way, just in bite sizes. 

Unbeta'ed T_T because I have no friends, but the errors should be minimal. 
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It may take a while for the main romance to unravel, but I promise that it will be worth the wait in the end.

VITALITY [BL]

Lorcan blinked till the tingling feeling in his eyes faded, heart pounding in his chest.


"Gone?" he asked, to make sure that he had his traits under control again.


Emil offered him a tight nod and continued to study him with calculating grey eyes.


Lorcan shook his head, "I don't know. Met him briefly a few months back," if you could even call getting screamed at a meeting, "but I don't think I... reacted like this back then," he murmured back, keeping his eyes focused on the drink he swirled in his hand, instead of the amazing smelling omega happily drinking a seat away from him.


Emil sighed, "It's either he is or he isn't Lorcan. Has you reacted like this with anyone else?"


Irritation flared within him and Lorcan directed a scowl at the older man, "You know I've never."


Emil waved it off with a roll of his eyes, "Right, right. Seriously, Lorcan if you weren't so uptight, you wouldn't still be a virgin at this age."


"Nothing wrong with wanting to wait for the right person, Professor," a voice husky from drink chimed in at that moment.


One that Lorcan was familiar enough with to know that it meant nothing good for the person on the other end of it.


"No I suppose not, but don't you think it's a bit strange for a 25 year old man to not even try going on a date with someone?"


That made the omega pause and look over at him curiously. Lorcan felt his breath catch.


"Not really. It's up to him to decide what he wants to do with his life, Professor. You are a Rydel, aren't you?" Yuliang asked, head tilting slightly, almost as if he was subconsciously baring his neck to him.


Lorcan felt a flash of satisfaction and the beginning rumble of a purr within his chest, followed by a desire to claim so strong, he momentarily worried he would transform on the spot to do just that.


Prompted by a sharp elbow jab to his side by a scowling Emil, Lorcan cleared his throat, trying to regain his slipping composure, "Yeah. I'm Lorcan Rydel," he said, and after a moment's hesitation, extended his hand to shake.


"Thought so. I'm Yuliang. Your brother's Pa-" Yuliang choked on his words and took another gulp of his bottle to wash it down, face scrunched up in annoyance, "Sorry, I'm your brother's teacher."


Yuliang's hand was cool to the touch and calloused, with a surprisingly strong grip, but their difference in stature was obvious by how Lorcan's hand practically engulfed Yuliang's in his grip.


Yuliang wasn't short by any means, especially for an omega, but like most of the members of the Rydel family, due to their Nordish ancestry, Lorcan was just really tall.


When the handshake began extending beyond the acceptable time range, Emil cleared his throat, prompting Lorcan to reluctantly release his grip.


His heart gave a twinge at the loss of contact.


At the Bar IX