Let Me Touch You [Interstellar]

At sixteen, Qin Yu graduated from military academy as a legend and became the youngest major general in the Empire. Yet this legend had a face that was both delicate and beautiful. On the military intranet, discussions of Qin Yu's battle record and his looks were evenly split.

The major general is naturally aloof and always keeps a meter of personal space from everyone. His shirt is buttoned neatly all the way to the top, and he wears a pair of black leather gloves.

Only he knows that he suffers from a mild case of skin hunger, and no medication works on him. Whenever it flares up, he locks himself in his bedroom and injects himself with tranquilizers, one dose at a time.

Until he meets Jiang Yang.

A kink in Jiang Yang's psychic development took him from controlling mechs straight to extrasensory perception. He was born with the ability to read minds, and was recruited into the fleet as a special combat specialist.

The first time he saw Qin Yu, he froze.

The young general leaned back in his chair, his expression cool, his long legs crossed. In a strictly businesslike tone, he said, "Number 073, come and collect your things."

As Jiang Yang walked past Qin Yu, he hesitated before asking, "General, you..."

Qin Yu was silent for a moment, then raised an eyebrow at him. "An extrasensory specialist? That'll do."

He stood up and straightened the uniform coat he wore. Coolly, he said, "Come here. Let me touch you."

Jiang Yang: "..."

Qin Yu took off the black leather glove he'd been wearing and cautiously reached out one finger to touch Jiang Yang's wrist.

Mind-reading wolfdog seme × highly abstinent, skin-hungry uke

Theme: Someone will come along to heal all your suffering