The White Moonlight Male Insect on the Prison Planet

[The full story is complete. If you’re interested, please add it to your favorites and check out my upcoming works QAQ] [70% anti-theft, 72-hour delay] [Fake gentle, actually controlling genius with a golden finger and a noble status, male insect top × lovestruck, loyal, max-strength military female insect bottom] 1. The male insect Yuliye was stranded on a prison planet for female-hybrid insects, his memories wiped, surrounded by a group of vacant, foolish inmates. Things went wrong from the start. He had only two choices: spend his whole life as a convict, worked to exhaustion until he died; or use his rare male-insect status to seek a way out by currying favor with a female-insect officer, selling himself in exchange for a comfortable life. Yuliye, whose lungs would be damaged just by breathing on the prison planet: I choose the second option. Casting aside his dignity and all thoughts of propriety, Yuliye set his sights on Mars, the newly appointed military female-insect warden of the prison planet. He seduced him at their first meeting and proposed marriage at their second. Yuliye swore he would seize this rare opportunity and escape the hell that had tormented him once and for all. 2. The military female insect Mars had once been the designated protector of the male-insect young master of the Weiss family. From the moment he was bought, his fate was sealed: he would be castrated and turned into a tool, guarding the young master for the rest of his life. His young master Yuliye showed mercy, granting him a chance at a new life. He set him free and let him join the military. After leaving Yuliye’s side, Mars dreamed of earning distinction, returning to the Alliance, and marrying his unrequited love. He worked his way up until he became the heir to the Third Legion. His great ambition achieved, Mars returned to the Alliance, only to receive devastating news: His beloved Yuliye, along with his parents, had committed a serious crime and been sentenced to death by the Alliance. They had already died in an accident while fleeing prosecution. 3. Having lost all hope in life, Mars took a job as a prison warden in the Alliance, giving vent to his despair by letting his life go to waste. …So why had his beloved young master come back from the dead and appeared in his bed, with no memories and a bashful, seductive look on his face, smiling flirtatiously at him? #Yuliye: I thought you were going to take my clothes off. I never expected you to be in such a hurry to make me put them on the first time we met. Before you read: 1. The author’s tastes are tacky, melodramatic, and old-fashioned. If that’s not for you, please leave. I’m sensitive, and I’ve already finished the whole manuscript. I’ll post it all and run, and I rarely read the comments. If you insult me, I’ll go cry by myself. 2. Nastily controlling younger top × devoted, wolfish, loyal-dog bottom. The couple are mutually in love. No switching or breaking them up. There are no secondary couples, though side characters may fall for the leads, who will never return their feelings. The main couple remain faithful to each other throughout. 3. Two chapters a day after the story goes premium. Please, please take a look at my upcoming story next door: "Why Is My Golden Finger a Fanfic?!" [Gentle, frail male-insect top × scheming childhood companion and husband, military female-insect bottom. A sweet two-person story. The author is writing ahead.] 1. Imagine being lucky enough to read, in a dream, fanfiction written in the future about your husband as its protagonist. You learn that his achievements will last through the ages and his name will go down in history, and that even a hundred years later he’ll still have a huge following writing fanfiction about him. And in those stories, you play the roles of: the sleeping husband, the helpless husband, the husband caught in the act; a cruel and brutal character who, because of his disabled legs, is rumored to be subjected to all kinds of depraved acts; and the golden light of your husband’s past… Ian Tudor, timid, born with disabled legs, and considered the family disgrace: Are you talking about me? Me? From those fanfics, Ian pieced together his future from a heap of filthy words: one day he would plan an extremist male-insect-worship movement, then be killed by his own female spouse Yago in the name of justice. He would become a dark star that never stopped haunting the God of War Yago. Faced with a choice between clinging to the legs of his future great spouse and striking first against the man destined to kill him, Ian chose to lie flat. : …I have a feeling that trying to work hard and do something to Yago would just bring forward all those “groveling for forgiveness” and “locked away in a dark room” scenes _ (:з"∠)_ 2. Yago was very satisfied with his husband. Since he couldn’t walk, he was less playful than most male insects and easier to handle. He was gentle and believed whatever he was told. His face was handsome and kind, and his soft smile was like a hook that made any insect fall for him. Ian always did as he was told, like a beautiful pet dog he had raised, his and his alone. Things changed after one particular night. His obedient, well-behaved male spouse suddenly learned to refuse him. He always looked startled whenever he saw Yago. He refused to eat at the same table, and even stopped wanting to share a bed with him at night…! Yago couldn’t understand it at all. He looked around: Who had seduced his husband and stolen his heart? Who had driven a wedge between them? After thinking it over and over, Yago finally knelt before his male spouse one night, cuddled his husband’s numb, injured legs with shameless intimacy, and took the opportunity to feel them up. Pretending to be heartbroken, he said tearfully, “My lord, did I do something wrong?” Ian’s face turned grave, and the corner of his mouth twitched. It wasn’t so much that learning Yago would kill him was terrifying. What was terrifying was that he’d read countless stories like "Yago and His Ex-Husband’s Room Seven" and "Fork/Cake: The Man-Eating Poisonous Mother Insect", in which Yago forced himself on him, raped him, imprisoned him, and shared him with others… It was mortifying. His legs trembled, and even his nightmares were about waking up to find his husband had locked him in a dark room to be ravished day after day. Ian looked Yago in the eye and said earnestly, “Darling, I’ve just suddenly become an anti-female-insect. Will you believe me? QAQ” Extra scene: The saint, Ian, a male insect who could “know the future and foresee what was to come,” was pinned to the bed by his husband and asked to tell his fortune. Ian hurriedly opened his fanfic collection and read aloud, his scalp prickling: “According to the course of fate, next you’ll force yourself on me. Because you resent how I looked down on you in the past, you’ll tie me to the headboard and… Uh… No… This isn’t right… It’s all made up…” He was about to turn to the canon-style section and tell Yago about his future. But then Yago pulled a pair of handcuffs out of the bedside table and smiled. “Your Holiness, you really can foresee the future. How did you know I wanted to do this?” Ian: ??? Yago picked up the helpless Ian, took both his hands, and cuffed them together. Smiling, he kissed Ian’s cheek and praised him. “You really can see what’s coming. You can guess what I’m going to do next too, can’t you?” Theme: Work hard and strive