The Survival of the Wild Tribe

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"Lu Zhan, could there be something about your animalized orc warrior state that's affected by your animal type?" Luo Zhen asked cautiously, swallowing nervously.

Lu Zhan's breath was heavy, and the sensation of touching his skin made Luo Zhen uncomfortable, yet he hesitated to let go. It took a considerable effort to control himself and refrain from further action. His gaze lingered on Luo Zhen's lips, which appeared soft and inviting, as if waiting for a taste.

After a moment, Lu Zhan nodded slowly, finally realizing what Luo Zhen had said. "Yes," he replied softly.

Curiously, Luo Zhen inquired further, "Then...what's bothering you?"

Lu Zhan leaned closer to Luo Zhen's neck, kneeling on the edge of the bed to avoid putting pressure on him. His tone was somewhat coquettish as he gently nuzzled Luo Zhen's neck. "Zhen Zhen, I feel uneasy," he murmured.

Feeling tense, Luo Zhen's body stiffened. He tried to turn his head to gauge Lu Zhan's expression, but all he saw was a curtain of black hair. "Where...are you uncomfortable?" he managed to stutter out, realizing the implication of Lu Zhan's actions.

Lu Zhan chuckled softly, his voice husky with restrained desire. In the midst of this slightly ambiguous atmosphere, Luo Zhen couldn't help but feel a tingling sensation in his ears as he heard Lu Zhan's laughter, causing warmth to spread through his body.

"You...you didn't have this symptom last spring," Luo Zhen interjected hastily, attempting to change the subject, his words slightly stuttered.

"At that time, my ability to fully transform hadn't stabilized yet," Lu Zhan explained, his tone still filled with desire.

"Do the other warriors who can transform into animals experience the same symptoms as you during spring?" Luo Zhen shifted away slightly from Lu Zhan, avoiding his gaze.

Lu Zhan remained in the same position, not lifting his head. "Yes, when spring arrives, our blood tends to stir. If it's not relieved, fighting serves as a good outlet," he replied.

"Why didn't the other warriors experience these symptoms last spring?" Luo Zhen expressed his confusion and frustration. He never imagined that the orc warriors in this world would experience heat or estrus symptoms like other wild animals in spring.

Feeling overwhelmed and unsure how to face Lu Zhan, Luo Zhen grappled with conflicting emotions. Lu Zhan now exuded a captivating allure, his dominant presence leaving Luo Zhen feeling breathless.

Although tempted to reciprocate Lu Zhan's advances, Luo Zhen hesitated, fearing the consequences of their actions. Despite his internal turmoil, he couldn't shake off a sense of apprehension.

"At that time, most of the warriors in our tribe had partners," Lu Zhan reminded Luo Zhen. Recalling this, Luo Zhen realized that Heifujiaozhu and others already had partners. Moreover, his daytime foraging duties limited his time in the tribe, causing him to miss the onset of spring.

"Sorry, I just wanted to hold you. I won't do anything," Lu Zhan apologized, understanding that Luo Zhen wasn't ready for further intimacy. Despite this, he remained eager to address their growing closeness.
Luo Zhen had just finished his bath, his skin still warm from the hot water. A pleasant scent of saponaria mixed with the sweet aroma of nectar, unique to Luo Zhen, filled the air. Taking a deep breath, Lu Zhan tried to calm his boiling blood, but the primal instincts of his orc nature were difficult to suppress. In moments like this, all he wanted was to fight and possess, as if his inner animality had momentarily gained the upper hand.

Observing that Lu Zhan merely hugged him without further advances, Luo Zhen's tense body relaxed slightly. Sensing Lu Zhan's discomfort, Luo Zhen gently reached out and embraced him back, offering him comfort.