How Can a Passerby Get a Happy Ending with a Dragon-Pride Hero?

My neighboring novel, The Villainous Scum Top Who Became a Qidian Male Lead, is complete. If you want to read a finished novel, go check it out! W// Please check out my upcoming top's POV stories: [Quick Transmigration] He Doesn't Want to Chase His Wife Through the Crematorium Anymore, I Picked Up an Older Man, and [Quick Transmigration] The Sick Men... So many more/ I transmigrated into a futuristic interstellar power-up and face-slapping novel as Cannon Fodder A from the Azure Dragon Squad. The male lead eventually became ruler of the stars, while the Azure Dragon Squad was wiped out by a single cannon blast. But the man I have a crush on is the original story's invincible supervillain. He's our boss, the chief commander of the anti-Federation organization. He's 1.9 meters tall, cold and ruthless, handsome and gorgeous, the manliest man of all men, the most masculine of males. I work diligently under him, hoping he'll look my way just a little more often. As the novel's supervillain, he captured his nemesis, the male lead Long Aotian, and tortured him mercilessly. Unfortunately, after eighteen kinds of torture, Long Aotian didn't let out a single plea for mercy. Instead, he still managed to sneer at him and spit in his face. Our boss hated him so much his teeth ached, and wanted to humiliate him in the ultimate way to avenge himself. One day, our boss wore a suit, a cigarette pinched between his fingers, and summoned a huge crowd of underlings. The turnout was massive, the occasion grand. It looked like we were about to start a brawl, kill our way through the Federation, and wreak havoc. Our boss looked down at all his underlings, then rasped, “Which of you is gay?” The underlings, who had thought they were going to war, looked at one another. Unfortunately, this was a male-oriented Long Aotian novel, and the men in it were as straight as steel rebar. No one stepped forward. ? Our boss frowned. He took a drag on his cigarette, then rasped, “Then who put the love letter on my desk?” Thinking he had accepted my confession and wanted to announce our relationship in public, I raised my hand, a little bashful and embarrassed. “I did.” Our boss took another drag on his cigarette. He said, “...Fine.” Then his long, bony fingers pointed at me, then at Long Aotian, who was hanging up, covered in injuries. He ordered, “You. Go fuck him.” Me: ? Long Aotian: ? This was the idea our boss, who hated Long Aotian so much his teeth ached, had come up with after pondering all day. The love letter had inspired him. Being fucked by a man would surely shatter Long Aotian's pride and make him cry and beg for mercy. I said, “Boss, I can't...” Then the man abruptly raised the gun in his hand and pointed it at my head. He took another drag, his expression indifferent. “I'll count to three, ” “One.” He'd barely said “one” when a bullet flew past my head, grazing my cheek. Me: You said you'd count to three. He said, “Real men act decisively. My dictionary doesn't have two or three.” With a gun pointed at my head, he made me walk over to Long Aotian, who was hanging there. Long Aotian, who had always been proud and unyielding, had a rare look of fear in his eyes. As I approached, he rasped, “I'll kill you! I swear I'll kill you!” I turned a pleading look toward our boss, but he was a cold, ruthless man. He just sneered and motioned for me to hurry up, or his gun wouldn't care who it hit. Long Aotian and I were both injected with an aphrodisiac, just like the female lead gets. I got the same treatment, and I had no choice. Fortunately, our boss was a die-hard straight man with no interest in making all his straight male buddies watch. He made it clear I had to fuck Long Aotian, then turned and left as if afraid of something. As he shut the door, I heard him fail to suppress a gag. “Yue, ” That was the day. My chastity and first love were gone forever. Long Aotian's expression was terrifying. He kept saying he'd kill me and tear me limb from limb, nearly screaming himself hoarse: “I'll kill you! I'll kill you! I swear I'll kill you!” I had no backbone, so I immediately begged him: “Don't kill me. You know I was forced into it.” He was silent for a while, probably feeling how unwilling I'd been and seeing the tears I'd cried when my first love was disgusted by me for being gay. After a long silence, he said, “Help me escape, and I won't kill you.” I knew that, according to the plot, the male lead would become stronger and more powerful after being tortured by the villain, and eventually tear the villain limb from limb. So I tried to negotiate: “Could you spare the boss too? He's my first love.” Long Aotian told me to get lost. I thought he hated the boss most, so I begged him many times not to kill the boss first once he got out. He said the first person he wouldn't kill was the boss. He'd kill me first. He was probably sick of me begging. He suddenly stared at me hard, then after a long moment squeezed out through gritted teeth, “...You'd better pray I never escape.” I once again asked sincerely, “What if I help you escape?” He paused, then suddenly bared his canines in a dangerous grin. “...Then you'll die even faster.” ...There was no reasoning with this guy. To humiliate Long Aotian to the utmost, the boss made it routine to lock me and Long Aotian in together once a day. I heard that every time the boss visited Long Aotian before, Long Aotian spat in his face and cursed and humiliated him. He never spat on me, but he humiliated me all the same. Long Aotian had his head bowed then, his hair hiding his brows and eyes so I couldn't read his expression. He told me to come closer. I leaned in and heard him grit his teeth and rasp, “You're terrible at this.” There were some benefits to being with Long Aotian. The boss thought this was the "Ultimate Humiliation" for dealing with him, so the torture stopped. That meant I could apply medicine to Long Aotian and talk to him to win his favor. But the daily sessions after we were dosed with aphrodisiacs erased all that goodwill. Long Aotian hated me so much his teeth ached. I also always felt like Long Aotian was going to squeeze me in half. The boss was very satisfied with the ultimate humiliation I'd inflicted on Long Aotian. Seeing how dispirited Long Aotian looked, he probably wanted to reward me for working so diligently. He said he'd give me a reward, but thought about it for ages. Rewards for underlings should be money, luxury cars, or beautiful women. I'd always worked hard to earn the boss's favor, so I already had plenty of money and luxury cars. The boss was a man of his word. If he said he'd reward me, then he had to. He frowned slightly, forced himself to touch my head despite his disgust, and for the first time played the beautiful woman among the luxury cars and beauties. He pulled off a slightly twisted, gentle smile. “Keep up the good work. You're amazing.” I pretended not to notice the goosebumps on the boss's hand from disgust. Watching the boss hurry away as if he were going to wash his hands, I said to Long Aotian, “I'm a little sad. You can tell he's really homophobic, can't you?” Long Aotian half-closed his eyes and coldly called me an idiot. I was a little infatuated again. “But his hand smelled so good. I've decided not to wash my hair today.” Long Aotian began struggling violently and cursing me. He told me to get lost again, and to get lost far away. Long Aotian escaped. He held out until the story reached the point where he got away, and I knew the Azure Dragon Squad, the mastermind behind his ultimate humiliation, would be the first to face his reckoning. And as the man who had humiliated him, I'd be the first one torn limb from limb. I frowned anxiously, thinking of the boss's miserable fate in the original novel, and decided to elope with the boss. Just as I tied up the boss and prepared to escape, Long Aotian and his men blocked our way. A group of black-clad men stood there menacingly, their guns all pointed at the boss and me. The incomparably handsome man casually hooked his hands into his pockets. He leaned forward slightly, his lean, muscular waist bent, his loose shirt exposing his sturdy chest. Blocking the road, he fixed me with a violent, ruthless gaze, curled his lips, and asked: “Well, where are you going?” Online and panicking. How can I get a happy ending with the boss after sleeping with Long Aotian? (not really Actually, the happy ending is with Long Aotian. Long Aotian is always saying I'm terrible at it, but he clearly likes it and can't leave me. Weird. Quite a few people in the Freedom Alliance hated Long Aotian. After all, he was swift and decisive, cruel and vicious. In a short time, he killed plenty of members who refused to obey him, then bypassed the second-in-command and rose to the top. The second-in-command, whose assassination attempt had failed, looked furious and rasped, “Damn you, you plague-bringing menace! Why didn't the men of the Azure Dragon Squad kill you?!” Long Aotian was silent for a moment, then his long leg slammed down on the second-in-command's head. He pressed it into the ground and ground it viciously against the floor until it left a bloody streak. The man had the hint of a smile on his lips, but it twisted slightly. He rasped, drawing out the words with cold menace, “Looks like you want to be sunk in the bay and fed to the fish too.” Actually, I think the second-in-command has a bit of a point. Long Aotian always clings tightly to me, and when he's lost in the moment, he bites my throat and mumbles hoarsely, “Fuck me to death, ” 1. Both virgins, in a relationship with Long Aotian. 2. The top liked the boss for a while. Early on, the boss was a homophobic straight man who was terrified of the top, but he gradually fell for him later. By then, though, the top already liked Long Aotian, so they just perfectly missed their chance. There's a crematorium arc later, but the boss can't win him back. 3. A sly, dark, melodramatic top who pretends to be weak to catch his prey × an unruly, ferocious, mad-dog Long Aotian bottom. 4. Weak top, strong bottom (in terms of stamina and fighting ability; he can't beat Long Aotian, the max-strength child of the world). A carefree, quirky, beagle-like doggy-boy top, and a powerful Long Aotian bottom. The blurb is from the top's POV and is one-sided. The top transmigrated, an illiterate little dog who can only describe his experiences with his shallow knowledge and simple way of thinking (basically, people and puppies think differently). 5. Blurb written on 2024.11.22, with screenshots, backend records, and the date the upcoming novel was listed as proof. The inspiration came from “ultimate humiliation.” During the nine months this upcoming novel was listed, I only changed the setting of the times; the central premise was never changed. (So please don't say I copied the premise from that Zhihu story that began posting on 12.04... It would cause trouble for me and the Zhihu author. If you see comments like that, please help clarify the timeline TT.) Cover artist: WUREN64 Theme: Study hard and work diligently