#093
“Uh, uh…?”
I looked at Carlisle while breathing heavily. My mind was hazy and I couldn’t understand what had happened. Carlisle’s face looking down at me was slightly frowning.
“Every time I see how weak you are to stimulation, I feel conflicted. …Both aroused… and irritated.”
“…What?”
He lifted my dazed self out of the bath. His eyes swept over my naked body. In my dazed state, I followed his gaze and looked down at my own body. My entire body was flushed red. My nipples were stiffly erect, and precum had formed a round droplet at the tip of my rigid cock before rolling down the shaft.
It was an embarrassing sight. I sneakily moved my hand down to cover between my legs, but Carlisle cursed under his breath and blocked my hand. Before I could ask why, what was wrong, he immediately lowered his head and swallowed my cock in one go.
“W-wait, what are you doing, ngh!”
A hot tongue instantly wrapped around my cock. The rough sucking motion from the start, as if he was going to swallow it whole from the root, made me feel fear before pleasure. I tried to push Carlisle’s head away while instinctively clenching my thighs. It was to prevent his head from burrowing in, but he roughly grabbed one of my thighs to spread it open while simultaneously shoving his fingers into my rear.
“Ahk!”
A moan I couldn’t suppress burst out. My head naturally tilted back. My cock was thrust deep into Carlisle’s throat. I learned for the first time that the inside of another person’s mouth could be this hot, wet, and soft. He rubbed the surface of my shaft with hot flesh, then applied pressure with his lips and sucked upward. He sucked and rolled the sensitive glans like candy with his tongue. At the same time, the fingers that had penetrated deeply stirred my inner walls randomly.
“Ah, ah, ah!”
I twisted my body, unable to bear the pleasure. I grabbed Carlisle’s hair and pulled to try to remove him while pushing his shoulders away with my feet.
“Ah, wait, no, ahk!”
But every time I did that, Carlisle would scrape the surface of my shaft with his teeth like punishment and set his teeth against the ridge under the glans. The rough stimulation on my sensitive skin made me shiver with goosebumps. My raised legs trembled against the backdrop of the sky. The view of stars and snowy fields visible through the glass and the cold air made it feel strangely like we were doing obscene things outdoors.
Without me realizing, one finger became two and instantly increased to three. Rough movements tearing at my inner walls made me let out constant whimpers and screams. Worry about who might hear flew away somewhere.
“Ah, ahng, ngh…”
Carlisle spat out my cock that was thoroughly soaked with saliva and looked at my face.
“Don’t, don’t look.”
I didn’t want him to see my disheveled face. I covered my face with my hands, but his hands gently yet firmly removed my hands from my face. Through my hazy vision, I saw pupils staring intently at me. A red gleam rippled in his gray eyes.
Without taking his gaze off me, he moved his fingers roughly. Four fingers pounded into my interior like a cock thrusting in.
“Ah, ah, don’t, hah!”
My body shook back and forth and my breathing became wildly disheveled. The wet sounds of stirring my melted interior filled my brain. The moment I thought my brain and heart had melted together, I felt something trickling from the tip of my cock.
Carlisle’s face disappeared from my vision and his hair tickled the inside of my thighs. Hot, wet mucous membrane gripped my cock tightly and once again savagely sucked from root to glans.
“N-now, stop, I’m coming, I’m coming, please!”
I struggled once more to escape. But neither the grip on my thighs nor the lips clamping down on my cock would relax and let me go.
A pointed tongue tip dug into my urethra while the fingers thrust deep inside pressed and ground against somewhere deep in my inner walls. In an instant, my breath was cut off and my stomach bubbled and boiled. My vision went white.
“Ngh!”
In the end, I couldn’t remove Carlisle’s head and poured semen into his mouth. The sensation of climax passed explosively, and my whole body trembled. I collapsed limply, losing all strength like a deflated doll. It felt like my entire body was melting away.
“Hah, hah, hah…”
“……”
Though Carlisle literally devoured the sight of me, disheveled and messy, I couldn’t move a single finger. My only resistance was closing my eyes to block eye contact with him.
‘Ah.’
Carlisle lifted me up after I had closed my eyes. I felt him crossing the bathroom and entering the room. My body was wrapped in a large towel and laid on a soft bed. The fatigue from spending a night in the frozen mansion washed over me like waves. Despite my wet hair and naked state, nothing bothered me. I entrusted my body to the warmth of Carlisle’s body temperature. I just wanted to sleep like that.
I didn’t resist the sensation of lips pressing against mine and opened my mouth. Smooth, hot flesh explored the mucous membrane inside my lips and rubbed against my tongue. I accepted the deep kiss with a languid feeling while gradually falling into sleep.
Just before losing consciousness, I suddenly thought about how that bastard Carlisle was going to resolve his own situation. It was because I had witnessed his lower half swollen obscenely before closing my eyes.
But what do I care. I’m too exhausted to do anything right now. It’s all the result of what that damn bastard brought upon himself.
***
Late that night, Carlisle sat alone in the lodge lobby, staring at the blazing fireplace. His mind was complicated with various thoughts.
During this expedition, many unexpected things had happened. As Raon had brought up in the bath, the mansion owner using power in the name of the Sacred Tree, and the combination of snow mountain conquest and hidden dungeon were all mysterious occurrences.
The fact that the power used by the mansion owner actually had an effect on him meant that power was real, regardless of anything else. Of course, the mansion owner couldn’t be the true owner of that power, so it would mean he was granted that power by someone.
Then by whom exactly? The Priest? Raon? Or was there some third power he didn’t know about?
“What the hell…”
Carlisle ran his hand through his hair and sighed. He even questioned whether he should share this fact with the Priest and ask if they knew anything. If the Priest had designed all of this, it would mean they had deliberately hidden the truth from him, and if so, they wouldn’t honestly reveal the truth.
Raon still had no memory, so there was no point in asking him.
He needed more clues. Unknown incidents would continue to occur in the next expedition, but whether they would become clues or make the tangled thread even more of a mess was unknown.
‘What about my memory?’
Could his lost memories possibly be a clue? Until now, he had thought he knew everything he needed to know and had been consistently skeptical about recovering his memory since he didn’t particularly want to know more than that. But now he might need to think differently.
“Captain, not sleeping?”
Just then, Taro, who had come out to get hot tea with a huge tumbler, spotted him and spoke.
“I’ll sleep soon. I have some things to think about.”
“What about Raon?”
Even knowing it was a purely innocent question with no ulterior motive, whenever someone showed even the slightest interest in Raon, his nerves would strangely stand on edge. He found both himself for having to feel such emotions and his inability to control and display such childish feelings utterly irritating, but he simply couldn’t control it.
“…Mind your own business.”
“Yes sir.”
After Taro quickly finished his business and went into his room, Carlisle checked the time. It was already deep into the night, racing toward dawn. Tomorrow’s schedule was waiting, so he needed to get at least some sleep. Carlisle sighed and got up to return to his room.
Raon was sleeping peacefully with even breathing. Carlisle climbed onto the bed and gazed down at the sleeping face. Even under the reddish light of the mood lamp, Raon’s face was noticeably pale. Despite the efforts of having the Butler and cook diligently feed him, the bit of weight that had briefly returned disappeared without a trace after just one day of hardship.
Carlisle gently rubbed the mole near Raon’s eye with his finger. The swollen eyes from crying all day had now simply settled back to their clear state.
Suddenly, he recalled the sight of these eyes and cheeks being completely wet. Raon, who had hugged him and cried loudly at the snow mountain mansion. As Carlisle had told him in the bath, he hadn’t thought he was acting strangely at the time, but he remembered that situation completely.
The scene of tears welling up in those pretty eyes and falling drop by drop was vivid like slow motion. Raon’s body temperature, which felt relatively hot perhaps because his own fever had gone down, was the same. The warmth of the arms that had hugged his neck, the sensation of hot cheeks from crying touching his chest, and even the heat of tears soaking through his shirt to wet his skin – everything was vivid.
When he came to his senses and discovered Raon crying, Carlisle felt emotions that were tender, heavy, and frustratingly distant. He wasn’t the type to sympathize with others’ emotions and follow along, so he didn’t know why he felt that way.
Why had Raon cried like that?
‘And why did I feel that way?’
Author: Hyacinthus B
Hyacinthus
