#092
But to do that, I would have to confess that I’m a human from the real world, this is a world inside a game, and Carlisle is an NPC. Nine times out of ten, I’d end up being treated as not just a playboy but a mental patient as well.
Such a day would never come.
In the end, the only method left to me was to silently complete quests and see the ending.
As my thoughts grew complicated, the hot spring water began to feel stifling. I was thinking about getting out when I suddenly remembered the high fever that plagued Carlisle. If his body was that hot and he was actually in pain from that heat, would it be okay for him to be soaking in such hot water? Considering how he managed to walk around just fine in the scorching desert, it seemed like it should be okay, but wearing a special suit that would have built-in temperature regulation functions versus being naked would be different matters. I hesitated for a moment, but ultimately my worry got the better of me and I had to ask.
“But… are you okay?”
“With what?”
“Being in here like this. Aren’t you getting a fever?”
“I am. It feels like I’m sitting in lava. My head is dizzy.”
I was dumbfounded by his casual response.
“What? Then this is serious? Why are you torturing yourself?”
Looking straight at me, Carlisle answered.
“Well, why indeed. Because Kang Raon is in here?”
“What?”
What kind of… nonsense was this, whether it was flirting or what. As I just gaped with my mouth open, unable to retort, Carlisle chuckled as if it had been a joke. That laugh somehow irritated me slightly. I was about to get up and just leave him alone when Carlisle moved first.
He quickly moved from the opposite side to beside me, wrapped his arm around my shoulder and pressed down as he sat next to me. I, who had been trying to get up, ended up sitting back down in confusion.
“…?”
I thought he might have something to say since he’d made someone who was about to leave sit back down, but Carlisle remained silent. He wasn’t looking at me either. He just kept his arm draped over my shoulder while gazing up at the sky.
What was in the sky? I followed his gaze.
There was nothing special. Just an unusually large number of stars visible through the glass ceiling that were breathtakingly beautiful.
As if by agreement, we both fell silent and admired the night sky over the snowy mountains. For some reason, the silence wasn’t awkward or uncomfortable. I was suddenly reminded of watching the beach fireworks during that unexpected event in the desert. Or perhaps there was a sense of déjà vu, as if something like this had actually happened before.
‘Come to think of it, I did stargaze like this in the game.’
Was it one of the date events? It wasn’t in the snowy mountains, but I had been like this with Carlisle in the village’s outdoor bath. I thought it was probably a memory from then, but… it felt strangely vivid, which gave me an odd feeling.
And suddenly, I became acutely aware of the solid body right beside me. Every part where we touched was bare skin. The firm arm crossing my neck and shoulder, the side and thigh pressed close against me. Being underwater made every point of contact slippery, somehow making my stomach tingle. Maybe it was just my imagination that the already hot spring water felt even hotter. The tension I’d momentarily forgotten began to creep back up.
I suddenly remembered the first night I’d spent at Carlisle’s mansion a few days ago. I’d been anxious about various things – whether I could really sleep with a man, whether my inexperience would be obvious – but once things actually started, I was so overwhelmed that I couldn’t think about anything.
I don’t know how Carlisle interpreted my reactions that night. Did he think it was strange? Come to think of it, I woke up unusually late and immediately started the exploration work, so I hadn’t properly thought about or discussed that night.
At least, judging by how he suggested we publicly announce our reconciliation, Carlisle didn’t seem to notice anything particularly odd. Maybe I had always acted that way in bed originally. The initial fumbling might have been accepted as awkwardness due to years of seclusion making sexual relations feel unfamiliar, just as I’d said.
After organizing my thoughts that way, I now felt embarrassed about my reactions that night. Honestly, I was surprised at myself – after initially being scared and fumbling, I had clung to Carlisle so easily it made my earlier fear seem pointless. Was it because Carlisle was so skilled, or did I have a natural talent for that sort of thing?
‘Ah.’
Just then, Carlisle’s hand that had been resting on my shoulder suddenly moved. I unconsciously held my breath. His fingers played with my hair before slowly sliding to my ear. His touch as he caressed my earlobe and fondled my earring made me shiver. My shoulders automatically hunched up. I bit my lips, afraid I might make a strange sound.
Because I’d been thinking about the night we’d been intimate, my body responded quickly. My lower abdomen tingled. I tensed my toes, drew up my knees, and pulled away from Carlisle’s firm leg that had been pressed against me. I grew anxious that he might notice if I started getting aroused down there.
It would be better to quickly get up and go outside, but I couldn’t figure out how to leave naturally without being caught. As I fidgeted restlessly, I heard a breathy laugh from beside me.
“What are you groaning about like your tail’s on fire?”
“Me? What are you talking about? I’m not.”
Heat rushed to my face, but I tried to act like nothing was wrong as I shot back. But Carlisle kept chuckling.
“Don’t worry. I’m not planning to do anything here. Far from doing anything, I feel like I might faint if I try to stand up right now.”
“What?”
That statement was more shocking than if he’d suggested having sex right here. It was the first time I’d heard Carlisle make such a weak statement, even as a joke. He said it while smiling, but his expression was so calm I couldn’t tell if he was joking or serious.
But since it was true that he was suffering from contamination, I couldn’t help but worry. If Carlisle really collapsed in the bath, I’d have to pull him out immediately, but could I really handle this bulk? If I shouted loudly, would Taro or Freya be able to hear? Being in a separate building made me slightly anxious.
“Don’t do that, come here for a moment.”
Carlisle grabbed and pulled me closer with a relaxed voice as I grew rapidly anxious. My legs tangled underwater and I lost my balance, stumbling as he guided me to sit on his lap. It seemed like I’d been taking this position a lot lately.
In that position, Carlisle whispered in my ear.
“How about we just kiss? Then I think I’ll have enough strength to get up and go out.”
“What?”
“Why? You did well up there.”
The situation then and now weren’t the same. That time was because of the quest and… the medicine.
Of course, I had reasons to comply with Carlisle’s request now too. I’d promised to help reduce his pain, and he was saying he wasn’t feeling well right now. His expression looked too normal for it to be true though… but would he have any reason to lie to me about something like that?
The problem was that unlike the first night, I was too clearheaded now, and even though we were indoors, being in a space with glass walls and ceiling that was completely open made it feel like we were outdoors. It felt like Taro or Freya might pop out at any moment to call us for dinner.
Besides, “just kiss”? What was with that playboy-like casual tone? It was an irritating tone that made me want to be stubborn.
But after seeing Carlisle lose consciousness in the snowy mountains, the thought that he could collapse despite appearances had become firmly lodged in my mind. Aside from promises, I felt like I wouldn’t be able to refuse when he asked for something because he was in pain.
With my head complicated by various thoughts, I placed my hands on Carlisle’s shoulders. After hesitating, I lightly pressed my lips to his. As I kept my mouth closed and just pressed our lips together, another soft laugh escaped from Carlisle’s mouth. With our laughter-tinged lips pressed together, he whispered.
“You’re not a child – you need to open your mouth.”
He tilted his head slightly and bit my lower lip, just hard enough to hurt a little.
“Stick out your tongue. I’ll suck it for you.”
As our tongues intertwined, my breathing quickly became labored. Large hands stroked down my back to grab my buttocks. With that grip, he pulled me closer so that I was pressed against Carlisle’s stomach with my thighs spread almost straight out.
“Wa… wait… ah, mmm…”
My head was grabbed and held as his tongue pushed deep inside, filling my mouth. My mouth was stretched wide and it felt like saliva was leaking, but I was held so tightly I couldn’t do anything about it.
Carlisle gripped my buttocks tightly and began making me rub against his stomach. Cock, testicles, everything – he rubbed with such force I thought I might burst rather than just be crushed.
“Mmph, mmm, ngh!”
I hit Carlisle’s shoulders and back, but he had no intention of releasing my lips or buttocks.
“Haa, ah, ah, ah!”
I who had initially struggled to escape gradually began losing strength to the persistent stimulation. I couldn’t tell if the dizziness was from arousal or from the hot spring bath. My cock stiffened and the urge to climax surged. Before I knew it, I was unconsciously moving my hips, rubbing myself against Carlisle’s firm stomach. I knew Carlisle was watching my face intently, but I couldn’t stop.
“Mmm, ahh, ah…”
Just a little more, just a little more. My mind began to go blank. My breathing quickened. Climax was within reach. Just a little more and I would… Just a little more. That single thought was all that remained in my head.
But then.
“Let’s stop here. I did say I wasn’t planning to do anything.”
Just before climax, Carlisle suddenly pulled me away.
Author: Hyacinthus B
Hyacinthus
