#42
Winter mornings are always cold. But hugging a stove that was not just warm but scorching hot made it feel like both body and mood were melting away. I’m not sure when I had thrown off my clothes, but the feeling of skin through the thin nightwear felt good, as if clinging to the body.
“You look very comfortable right now,” Anture whispered. Enrique didn’t bother to deny it. It was true that he felt good.
Judging by the voice with no trace of sleepiness, Anture seemed to have been awake for a while. No, maybe he hadn’t slept at all.
The thought that he might have been watching him sleep the whole time made Enrique think he was a pervert, but he didn’t want to argue about it now.
“Holding you in my arms like this, breathing in your scent deeply, meeting your eyes the moment you first open them in the morning…” Anture said, almost as if humming. His husky baritone melted Enrique’s body and heart even more.
“It feels like a dream,” he murmured softly, his voice tinged with wistfulness.
Enrique opened his closed eyes and looked up. Anture was still gazing intently at Enrique’s face. As their eyes met, a soft smile like down settled around Anture’s eyes.
A large hand rose and gently stroked Enrique’s cheek. The fingertips brushed down in order, touching his forehead, eyelids, eyelashes, around the eyes, and the bridge of his nose. And finally, when the fingers touched Enrique’s lips, the pitch-black eyes that had held gentleness grew even darker and deeper.
Anture’s handsome face drew closer little by little. Enrique just vaguely watched him approach. Anture, who had come closer as if asking for permission, lowered his eyelids and pressed his lips against Enrique’s.
The touching lips were hot and soft. It was a pleasant sensation. Enrique accepted the careful kiss with his eyes closed.
It was a somewhat clumsy kiss. Suddenly, he thought it was cute.
Lips parted naturally, and moist, soft tongues intertwined instinctively. As Anture kissed him, he raised his upper body to cover Enrique’s. The heavy weight pressed down on his body, but it wasn’t unpleasant or disagreeable. Confirming that Enrique wasn’t pushing him away, Anture’s kiss suddenly became passionately intense. Enrique instinctively wrapped his arms around Anture’s neck.
“Mmm…”
Anture’s firm thigh pressed between Enrique’s legs. His hand, which had moved down, lifted the thin nightwear and stroked up Enrique’s thigh. The mood, which had been as soft as down, escalated rapidly. Thick pheromones poured out from Anture as if threatening to suffocate Enrique.
“Haa…”
Enrique let out a heated breath. His body rapidly heated up. But it still wasn’t an unpleasant feeling.
Neither Anture’s gaze, nor his kiss, nor even the intentional pheromone shower felt bad. Rather, the stimulation was welcome. Enrique wasn’t the type to deny reality or his own feelings. A calculation also formed in a corner of his mind that there was no need to push away sex with his fiancé.
“Enrique.”
Seeing Enrique’s positive response, Anture passionately called his name in a whisper. The hand climbing up his thigh became uninhibited. A tingling sensation rose in his lower abdomen, and anticipation built up.
“Anture…”
Enrique called Anture’s name without realizing it. Anture’s touch instantly became rough. The sheet covering his body was pulled away, and the thin nightwear was pushed up to his neck. Cold air touched his skin, but only for a moment. Anture’s hot hands caressed his body, and the brief chill instantly vanished.
“Enrique!”
“Mmn…”
Anture called out passionately as he caressed Enrique’s body. His touch was clumsy and somewhat rough. But Enrique found that he didn’t mind it somehow. Rather, his body and mind became even more excited, matching Anture’s excitement.
“Ah…!”
Anture’s hot hand grasped Enrique’s dick. Enrique let out a small moan and twisted his hips. The room with drawn curtains was still enveloped in soft darkness, but outside, the sun must have been rising brightly. It was the first time his body had become so hot this early in the morning.
“Enrique. You’re so pretty. You’re so beautiful.”
Anture whispered in a husky voice, gently biting Enrique’s jaw. His lips, which moved down while planting kisses, were so hot it felt like they were branding him.
Every time he inhaled the thick pheromones, a deep part of his body throbbed. Wherever Anture’s lips and hands touched felt as hot as if burned. Desire boiled up fiercely. Enrique faithfully responded to his desire by gently swaying his hips.
“Ah, you. You’re so sexy right now.”
Anture murmured in a hoarse voice. His gaze, which had moved down while kissing, fixed on Enrique’s fully erect dick. Enrique looked down at Anture’s black head with hazy eyes. Then he tangled his fingers in the black hair and gently pulled it between his legs.
Anture slightly raised his eyes to meet Enrique’s gaze. Then, as if to say ‘watch carefully’, he parted his red, hot lips and slowly engulfed Enrique’s dick.
“Ah…!”
Enrique’s white dick were sucked into the hot, moist cave. A deep smile spread across Anture’s eyes as he confirmed Enrique’s trembling and convulsing body.
Lewd sounds of sucking and licking the dick began to echo. Every time the hot, soft tongue licked his dick, and every time they were sucked in with strong pressure, the fingers gripping the black hair tightened even more.
“Ahh, uh… It feels good…!”
Enrique responded honestly, wrapping his legs around Anture’s neck. Seemingly very satisfied with this response, the lips and tongue caressing his dick became even more attentive.
As the pleasure in front was fulfilled, now the back felt empty. Enrique twitched his hips and unconsciously tightened his back. He recalled the night in the small cabin in the forest. Anture’s dick roughly and powerfully penetrating his back. Remembering that overwhelming pleasure made his mouth go dry. But he was too shy to actually say it. He just hoped Anture would notice first.
Suddenly, the mouth sucking his dick pulled away. Enrique looked down at Anture with disappointed eyes. The black eyes were quietly sending an observing gaze. After staring at Enrique for a moment, Anture’s eyes narrowed gently.
Suddenly, Anture reached out his hand. His thumb gently caressed Enrique’s lips, and then two fingers pushed into his mouth.
“Suck,” Anture demanded. And after a beat, he added, “I’m going to put it in your back, so wet them thoroughly.”
Had he noticed Enrique’s desire? It was hard to tell. But since it aligned with his own intentions, Enrique obediently wrapped his tongue around the long, white fingers that had invaded his mouth.
Lewd sounds of sucking on fingers echoed. The movement of the tongue wrapping around the fingers, thoroughly coating them with saliva, felt obscene and seductive even to himself.
“You’re beautiful, Enrique,” Anture whispered in a heated voice. His eyelashes fluttered involuntarily at Anture’s praise.
Judging that they were sufficiently wet, the fingers stirring inside his mouth were withdrawn. Then the hand moved down.
“Relax,” Anture said. Enrique consciously tried to relax. The large hand grasped Enrique’s thighs and spread them. Finally, the fingers thoroughly wet with saliva pressed against his back and penetrated.
“To think you’re this wet already… I guess there was no need to wet them after all.”
Anture muttered. Enrique could feel his back becoming wet and accepting. Although it was a natural bodily reaction, hearing Anture say it made him feel strangely embarrassed.
Enrique was inwardly surprised. He had been with Damiel and in heat for so long, but he had never felt embarrassed. Why was he suddenly feeling this way now?
Perhaps it was because he wasn’t in heat, but in his right mind.
Yes, that must be it.
Both the sex with Damiel and the previous encounter with Anture had happened while Enrique was in heat. Being dominated solely by desire, he probably didn’t have the luxury to feel these emotions.
“…Ah…!”
The fingers slowly penetrated his back. As the long, white, well-shaped fingers thrust into him, his already hot body heated up even more. His back twitched as if in anticipation. Anture’s breath, touching his skin, grew even hotter and rougher in response.
“Ha… Inside you… It’s hot, soft, and tight.”
Anture whispered passionately. Enrique decided to swallow the rising embarrassment and surrender himself to his own desires.
