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Peter left the room as soon as he let him in, as if fleeing. Yuri, who was expected to go wash up immediately, sat on the edge of the bed and beckoned to Chris. Chris approached his master without much suspicion.
Yuri hugged his waist and whispered, “You know how to tease innocent civilians too, huh?”
Chris flinched slightly at the hand that gripped his buttocks tightly as it moved down, but replied in a relatively calm voice, “…Because it’s true.”
“Yes, it is true.” Yuri’s voice was tinged with laughter. “But just now, didn’t you deliberately try to scare him?”
The man’s gaze was filled with certainty. Chris remained silent, neither affirming nor denying the statement.
“You seem to have gotten quite close to the locksmith. Teasing him and all…”
“He’s a… good person… I think.” Chris replied somewhat vaguely.
“You sure know how to praise another man.” The hand that gripped Chris’s buttocks tightened.
Chris reflexively bit his lower lip to suppress a moan. “That is…”
“Would you get angry if I said I was joking?” Yuri asked, looking up at Chris. Chris bit his lip again under that gaze.
“You have to answer.” Instead of telling him to let go of his lip, Yuri gently urged him.
“There’s no reason for you to be angry.” Chris finally replied. Yuri’s hand slipped under his shirt and slowly caressed his back.
A delicate touch followed, and guiding energy flowed in, similar to the satisfaction of filling an empty cup with water. Chris’s eyes half-closed with contentment.
“Don’t fall asleep yet,” Yuri muttered. “It’s troublesome with you in this state.”
It sounded like he was blaming the lustful Chris, but he was actually referring to Chris’s body, which was half-depleted of guiding energy after dealing with the aftermath of their play.
Chris lowered his gaze. “I can endure it.”
“If you don’t want to, then just be quiet.” At Yuri’s words, Chris felt his mouth go dry.
“…It’s not that.”
“Then?” Yuri’s blue eyes were filled with a dark desire.
Chris opened and closed his mouth several times before finally whispering, “I want to suck you.”
Yuri gestured towards the floor, and Chris knelt without hesitation. The sound of unzipping filled the room starkly. Yuri noticed the goosebumps on Chris’s nape.
Chris lowered his head and brought his tongue to Yuri’s dick. He planned to wet the tip first since he couldn’t take it all in one go.
The sensation was awkward to call familiar, yet not unfamiliar. The scent of skin and Yuri’s unique smell mingled, clouding his mind. Chris greedily took Yuri’s dick into his mouth.
“Haah…” A soft moan escaped Yuri, even though Chris hadn’t moved his tongue or done anything skillful yet.
Looking up, Chris saw Yuri’s eyes half-closed, his head slightly tilted back, revealing his jawline and the curve of his neck, which gave Chris a strange sensation. He quickly became overwhelmed.
How closely were this desire and affection intertwined? A futile thought crossed his mind. To shake off the useless thoughts, he moved his mouth.
Even though the dick wasn’t fully erect, it filled his mouth. He wrapped his tongue around the tip, stimulating it, and began to move his head slowly back and forth. He placed his hands on Yuri’s thighs, steadying himself as he moved.
Yuri’s gaze, which had been calmly watching Chris, began to fill with heat. The sensation of the dick hitting the back of his throat made Chris’s eyes water, but he didn’t let it spill.
Yuri was the first to reach out, running his fingers through Chris’s hair and beginning to move his hips voluntarily.
Even though the movements were slow, Chris soon found himself panting. The new rhythm threw off his balance, but the guiding energy flowing from Yuri became more intense with his excitement.
His tongue tingled as if he had eaten something spicy, and he felt a sudden pang of hunger. The dick thrusting into his throat made him gag, but he didn’t push Yuri away, instead swallowing it all. The inside of his cheeks, raw from the friction, felt numb.
Chris pointed his tongue and stimulated the tip of the dick in his mouth. Though he wasn’t naturally skilled, once he learned something, he didn’t forget easily.
Yuri brushed his thumb over Chris’s reddened eyes. “Haah…”
Just as Yuri seemed about to pull away, Chris gripped his thighs, holding him in place. Yuri looked down at Chris, his brow furrowing slightly.
He looked like a large dog waiting for a command to eat a treat, eager but restrained. Yuri noticed Chris’s swollen lips and swallowed a curse internally.
He knew the swelling would heal quickly, but the unintended marks bothered him. This wasn’t concern so much as a desire for control, though a hint of worry remained.
Yuri had never heard of such shallow compassion. Thinner than paper, this pity was all his guide could spare for the Esper who was more human than human.
If it weren’t for Chris’s eagerness, Yuri would have been alone long ago, unable to distinguish between affection and the desire to possess.
“Damn it,” Yuri muttered softly as he came.
“Cough, cough.” Chris choked slightly but swallowed all of Yuri’s semen.
His face contorted as if in pain, but his blue eyes were glazed with satisfaction. Yuri pulled him up by his hair, and Chris climbed onto the bed on his knees. Yuri grabbed his collar and pulled him close.
Chris lowered his head obediently but resisted kissing him. “I… I smell…” he stammered, his voice hoarse from the throat fucking.
Yuri ignored him and kissed him deeply. What started as a light touch of lips quickly turned into a passionate kiss, Yuri’s tongue invading his mouth. Chris, who had been trying to pull away, was captured.
The kiss grew more intense, pulling Chris deeper and deeper. A gentle fall, followed by a deep plunge. Chris was helplessly drawn to Yuri, the guiding energy flowing from their entwined tongues like a lifeline for an Esper.
But Chris clung to Yuri desperately, as if the energy alone wasn’t enough. He felt Yuri’s hand pull down his pants and a finger enter his unprepared entrance. The uncomfortable sensation only excited him more.
Yuri was now fully lying on the mattress. If Yuri hadn’t bitten his lower lip, Chris would have continued to lose himself in the kiss.
“You’re cruel,” Yuri muttered as he pulled away.
“I told you…” Chris whispered weakly. He didn’t understand why Yuri, with his meticulous nature, wouldn’t listen to him about this.
But if he had to guess, maybe Yuri, like him, was overwhelmed by passion and did irrational things.
Yuri added another finger inside Chris, making him gasp and bite back a moan. Satisfied with the preparation, Yuri whispered, “Sit.”
Chris looked down at Yuri’s lust-filled purple eyes. “Sit on me… and move your hips.”
Chris would have done it even if it wasn’t an order. He tentatively reached down and guided Yuri’s dick into himself. He slowly lowered his body, feeling the stretch and burn.
“Huh…” He grunted, feeling the pain of being filled. He gritted his teeth and relaxed, letting Yuri in deeper.
Every inch felt like a mistake, the pleasure edged with pain. He panted, looking up at the ceiling, sweat beading on his skin.
Finally, he took all of Yuri inside him, feeling a sense of accomplishment. “…Phew.”
He looked down at Yuri, who was also panting, his forehead creased in concentration. Chris could now read these subtle signs.
“About earlier…” Chris asked suddenly, catching his breath. “Why did you say it would be okay?”
Author: Hyacinthus B
Hyacinthus
