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“I felt like no matter how much I refused, they were still going to make me the heir. Given the situation, I couldn’t refuse until the end.”
It would be troublesome to be declared the heir without taking any action after rejecting the proposal. With brothers vying for the position of heir and others looking to gain from it, he would be swept away helplessly. It was better to accept the position of heir here, use it to his advantage, and step down at the right moment.
“Well, that makes sense. Even if you say you don’t want it, others won’t believe you.”
Keith nodded at Yu Jin’s words. After all, it was the position of the head of Lucid. Even if Yu Jin declared he was refusing, who would fully believe that?
‘But that’s not the only problem.’
Right now, Yu Jin was doubting whether becoming the heir was something forced by the narrative. According to the original story, Roena, who should be by Jinhyeon’s side, would become the head.
‘But no one has died yet.’
Grein was missing, but the other brothers were still alive.
‘It’s complicated.’
Yu Jin let out a small sigh. He felt a heat rising in his head from overthinking. Even when getting off the carriage, he had received Jinhyeon’s help, and as soon as he entered the room, he staggered toward the bathroom. He could just lie down on the bed, but he didn’t feel like it. One should always get into bed with a clean body.
“I’ll help you.”
Jinhyeon skillfully removed Yu Jin’s accessories and took off his clothes. Then he began to rub his body with a soapy cloth. As he carefully rubbed from Yu Jin’s fingertips to his toes, the tension that had been in his body eased. It hadn’t been like this at first, but Jinhyeon’s skills had become increasingly proficient. He gently massaged Yu Jin’s body, which was laid on the bathroom floor, pressing on the knotted muscles with his fingers.
“Ah!”
When he pressed for the first time, Yu Jin couldn’t help but scream in pain, but that too gradually subsided. Instead, what took its place was a satisfying moan.
“Hmm, smile.”
Jinhyeon’s hands pressed down on Yu Jin’s waist before moving down to his buttocks. It was common to have one’s buttocks pressed during a regular massage, so Yu Jin didn’t suspect anything. After a few moments of kneading his buttocks, Jinhyeon’s hands moved away, and soon oil began to flow over it.
At that point, Yu Jin had a moment of suspicion, but it didn’t last long. Jinhyeon naturally resumed the massage. His hands, which had sufficiently pressed on Yu Jin’s buttocks, moved down past his thighs and further below. And as Yu Jin, who had been moaning like a languid cat, screamed again.
“Ah!”
The soles of his feet! The soles of his feet! Jinhyeon pressed down on Yu Jin’s soles with his hands, and it was no ordinary pain. Yu Jin flailed like a freshly caught fish and shouted.
“Be gentle! Be gentle!”
Only then did the pressure on his soles ease. But it still hurt.
“More gently.”
When Yu Jin spoke in a voice that sounded like he was about to cry, Jinhyeon laughed out loud.
“Got it. Gently.”
With all his strength released, Jinhyeon began to knead Yu Jin’s soles. His hands, slick with oil, gently caressed Yu Jin’s feet, and he obediently lay down again.
‘But this feels strange.’
It was just a foot massage, yet his body began to tingle. The fingertips that caressed between his toes made his weary body start to feel excited.
Now that he thought about it, when was the last time he had slept with Jinhyeon? As he racked his brain, Jinhyeon’s movements became strange. It felt less like he was being relaxed and more like he was being aroused. When Jinhyeon’s hand reached his waist, Yu Jin grabbed him and turned to face him.
‘Just as I thought.’
The desire that filled Jinhyeon’s dark eyes was the same as Yu Jin’s. Yu Jin smiled lightly and beckoned Jinhyeon with his finger. Then he gently pressed his lips against Jinhyeon’s, starting with a light kiss that gradually deepened, their breathy sounds echoing in his ears. As he wrapped his arms around Jinhyeon’s neck, Jinhyeon whispered.
“Where should we do it?”
In the past, he wouldn’t have cared about the location when excited, but Jinhyeon had changed a lot. Yu Jin lightly bit Jinhyeon’s lip and replied.
“Let’s do it here.”
While the bed was comfortable, sometimes it was nice to try a different place.
“Looks like you enjoyed the massage.”
Jinhyeon’s eyes widened in surprise.
“Was it really a proper massage?”
“Of course. I learned it separately.”
He wondered how Jinhyeon found the time to learn massage when he was so busy.
“Then should we change positions a bit?”
“What?”
Jinhyeon picked up a bottle of oil that had been set aside and poured the remaining contents all over Yu Jin’s chest.
“What are you doing?”
Yu Jin asked with a look of disbelief, but Jinhyeon lifted him up and lay down in his place. Then he placed Yu Jin on top of his body. The oil that had spilled on Yu Jin’s chest soon trickled down to his navel. The sensation of the liquid slowly sliding down made his body shiver involuntarily, and Jinhyeon held Yu Jin’s arms.
“Want to move?”
Only then did Yu Jin realize what Jinhyeon wanted.
“Pervert.”
Even as Yu Jin scolded him, Jinhyeon didn’t flinch.
“If I’m a pervert, then so are you.”
At those whispered words, Yu Jin’s face turned bright red. Jinhyeon was right. Even though Yu Jin was tired, he was still standing erect, leaking pre-cum. His body was excited by the situation.
Yu Jin glanced at the ceiling for a moment before lowering his gaze to Jinhyeon, who was smirking. Jinhyeon was annoying, but he didn’t feel particularly bad. So, he decided to move as Jinhyeon wanted.
“Hands.”
Jinhyeon obediently released Yu Jin’s hands and instead grabbed his thighs. He was probably being considerate, fearing that Yu Jin, who usually had poor coordination, would fall. Yu Jin slowly leaned down, resting on Jinhyeon. His oil-slicked chest pressed against Jinhyeon’s. As their bodies touched, he could feel Jinhyeon’s heartbeat clearly.
It wasn’t just me who was excited.
Yu Jin slid his body against Jinhyeon’s. After only a few rubs, his nipples were already perked up, poking Jinhyeon’s chest. Of course, Jinhyeon’s chest was so firm compared to Yu Jin’s that it was Yu Jin who was being squished.
“Hmm, ugh.”
He felt Jinhyeon’s arousal pressing tightly beneath him. After rubbing his buttocks a few times, what was already impressive grew even larger.
‘I never felt this sensation before.’
Sex with others had only been a means to maintain his reputation as a rogue, and it had only been unpleasant. That’s why Yu Jin had always relied on alcohol, but now, even in his right mind, he wanted Jinhyeon. He wished Jinhyeon would deeply penetrate him. He thought it would be satisfying if he invaded his deepest place and released his seed.
‘Wow. Really.’
I’ve changed a lot. It was both a joy and a sorrow. He wanted to fully trust Jinhyeon, who said he loved him, but he couldn’t. Meanwhile, Jinhyeon was freely expressing his love without a care. Feeling a bit mischievous, Yu Jin kissed Jinhyeon’s chin. Then he continued kissing his cheek and the bridge of his nose, prompting Jinhyeon to grumble.
“That’s not the spot.”
Yu Jin stuck out his tongue at Jinhyeon’s complaint. Then he teasingly touched Jinhyeon’s body. At first, Jinhyeon lay there obediently, but later, he seemed to struggle to hold back, his brows furrowing.
“Don’t. You have to stay still.”
As soon as he said that, Jinhyeon’s body, which had been writhing as if to move, became calm.
“Stop being mischievous.”
Jinhyeon’s sulking expression looked cute. Yu Jin took a deep breath and lowered one hand. Though his body had no athletic ability, he was naturally flexible. Thanks to that, it wasn’t difficult to touch the tightly closed entrance. With the oil making it slick, it was easy to insert his fingertip.
“Haah.”
Jinhyeon’s eyes sparkled as he watched, but Yu Jin pretended not to notice and pushed his finger deeper. One finger soon became two.
‘This should be enough.’
Yu Jin decided to trust his own hole and grabbed Jinhyeon’s dick, aligning it with his entrance. However, inserting it wasn’t as easy as he had imagined. The oil kept making it slippery, and he couldn’t swallow it.
“Ugh. Hmm, ugh.”
Even in that situation, Jinhyeon patiently waited for Yu Jin to give up and command him.
“Ah, I can’t. Just put it in yourself.”
Jinhyeon immediately grabbed Yu Jin’s waist and thrust his dick in one go. Perhaps due to the ample oil used, it immediately pierced the deepest part.
“Haah!”
Yu Jin’s body trembled as it was penetrated.
“Ah, it hurts.”
Even though he was used to it, it seemed too much to take it all at once. Tears welled up in his eyes, but Jinhyeon didn’t stop. With a squelching sound, he stirred Yu Jin’s tender insides.
“It hurts!”
Even when Yu Jin shouted in surprise, Jinhyeon remained calm.
“Liar.”
“I’m serious! It hurts!”
“Hmm. Really hurts? I don’t think so.”
Jinhyeon’s gaze fell on Yu Jin’s belly. Wondering what he meant, Yu Jin looked down to see his belly damp with a liquid that wasn’t oil. He had only been penetrated, yet he had released his seed. Before Yu Jin could stammer an excuse, Jinhyeon’s dick, which had pulled out halfway, plunged back in.
Author: Hyacinthus B
Hyacinthus
