IYAMD 126

IYAMD 126

When Marsilia’s story ended, this time Jaha calmly began to share his own story.

“My father ran an escort guild. It was hard to say it was the biggest in the area, but we had many important customers.”

“He paused the conversation for a moment to explain what 호위 길드 (Howi Gildeu) was. It was a guild that provided escort services for goods and people.”

He mentioned that it was more akin to a logistics company or mercenary service than a merchant guild, and Marsilia simply nodded in understanding. He was afraid that if he spoke to him for no reason, he might end up silencing him just when he finally started to open up.

Jaha was stammering as he told his story. About what kind of person his father was, and how lovely his mother and younger sister were.

He paused for a moment while telling the story of how his family was slaughtered while he was away training, but soon continued.

With a somber expression, he recounted everything he had experienced while avenging his family and the events surrounding his master’s passing.

Marsilia tried to comprehend the pain he had endured, but he couldn’t grasp it at all. He couldn’t understand why he had fallen apart like that, why he had desperately wanted to die. The reason left him speechless.

He just wanted to hold him tightly. He wanted to tell him that he wanted to fill the emptiness he felt. But was that even possible?

Marsilia was also someone who had suffered many losses. Could he really fill the void ​stolen content​Jaha had endured? Just hearing the story made him feel utterly helpless.

Jaha, who had been speaking with a cracked voice, turned to look at Marsilia.

“I was wrong. I knew you didn’t trust me, but I wasn’t just keeping quiet because it hurt to speak.”

Unlike his voice, which was cracking, his eyes were moist.

“I’ll share the burden I carry with you. Please share half of your burden with me, too.”

Marsilia lifted Jaha’s hand and kissed the back of it, letting out a soft sigh.

Jaha, who smiled shyly, pulled his hand away. When Marsilia opened his arms without a word, Jaha slipped in between. Marsilia let out a deep sigh just as his arms wrapped around his back.

“How could you do that?”

Jaha, who had been cradled in my arms, lifted his head.

“What?”

Marsilia placed his lips near Jaha’s temple and murmured with a sigh.
“How can you be so mature? I, who used to be so childish, feel so foolish now.”

Jaha smiled slightly and brought his hand to Marsilia’s cheek. Meeting his gaze as he looked up, he muttered quietly.

“You’ve always been a fool.”

With a playful laugh, Marsilia with deep-set eyes kissed his cheek and whispered.”

“I like you just the way you are.”

Jaha cupped Marsilia’s cheek, gave him a quick kiss on the lips, and chuckled softly.

“I thought you were just an arrogant emperor. I thought it was ridiculous that you were forcing something nonsensical.”

“Really?”

When Marsilia asked with a bewildered expression, Jaha chuckled.

“But after spending time with you, I realized stolen content you were really a good person. You were someone I couldn’t help but like.”

Jaha rubbed his nose and let out a faint sigh.

“I liked that you weren’t just a strong person. It saddened me to see you lean on me for your weaknesses. Ever since I thought about wanting to be a source of strength for you, I wanted to live more fully.”

Jaha’s voice gradually became breathy. The softly whispered words, barely audible, sounded faintly like the wind.

“When I see the way you silently look at me, my heart races. It was you, Mar, who changed me when I always wanted to die. The time you spent living to become the person you are now was not in vain.”

The soft lips and breath brushing against his cheek made him eyes close involuntarily.

As Marsilia closed his eyes, Jaha pulled his head down and kissed his forehead and the bridge of his nose.

He whispered as if recalling, pressing his forehead against his.
“I believe that the time I don’t know about you must have been just as brilliant.”

Receiving Jaha’s intense gaze, Marsilia felt his shoulders relax.

The weak laughter that burst out somehow made his heart feel more at ease.

Seeing Marsilia’s expression, Read on Jaha also smiled with a relieved face. Marsilia could easily tell that his own expression was the same.

“My life will be even more brilliant from now on, Jaha. Because you will be by my side.”

Jaha gently lowered the corners of his eyes. His silent smile pierced his heart more than any words could. It was more joyful than hearing a promise of being together in person.

…

The kiss that had slowly started in the garden gradually deepened. Even as they entered the palace and climbed the stairs, they kissed, gazing only at each other.

The attendants who witnessed the emperor and his consort’s affectionate display sensed the urgency to leave, but neither of them paid any mind.

When they had climbed about halfway up the stairs, Marsilia grabbed Jaha by the armpits and lifted him up. The man, who was easily lifted, wrapped his long, thin legs around Marsilia’s waist and draped his arms around his neck.

Marsilia sucked on Jaha’s tongue and slipped his hand inside the tunic to caress his back.

Marsilia gently stroked the soft curves between his thighs, entered the bedroom and lifted Jaha’s clothes.
Jaha raised his arms to take off his clothes and hurriedly pressed his lips together. He felt his hardened member between his thighs, touching his lower abdomen.

Marsilia lowered him onto the bed and kissed his chest. Before long, his small nipple had hardened, making its presence known.

Jaha, who was lying halfway down, slowly turned his body and let out a moan.

As if it had been a long time since he had felt any pain, he was becoming more and more sensitive.

Even just brushing his side with a hand would elicit lewd moans or hurried breaths, and soon his eyes would become moist.

Seeing Jaha panting with a flushed face, Marsilia felt like he was going crazy trying to suppress the intense excitement that was overwhelming him. He wanted to bite into his flesh and leave his mark on him right then and there.

However, Jaha’s body was always clean. This was because the divine power, which he couldn’t control, make the marks disappear immediately.

Marsilia began to caress Jaha’s body with his softly glowing hand and suck on his chest. He bit down, leaving marks, and once the marks faded, he licked over the spots as if tracing them with his tongue.

Now accustomed to sexual stimulation, the man quickly responded to Marsilia’s caresses, his hips moving involuntarily. Seeing Marsilia carress himself left him with a dry mouth.

The limbs of the two people, who had hurriedly stripped down, became entangled. Even the sensation of their soft skin rubbing against each other was too intense, making their heated heads pound as if they were about to burst.

While Marsilia stretched his hole with fingers coated with oil, Jaha urged Marsilia several times. Despite Jaha’s sobs, thrusting his hips and squeezing his hole, Marsilia steadily widened it.

The tight hole loosened gently, the dry wrinkles became so slick that the oil warmed by Jaha’s body temperature flowed out from within, it was soaking wet.

As Marsilia settled between his thin legs, Jaha, who was flailing and tearing at anything within reach, lifted his blurred eyes.

“Now… put it in, okay?”

“Hum.”

Jaha, whose body trembled with excitement, relaxed and wrapped his legs around Marsilia’s waist. As Marsilia slowly entered the hole, he moved his legs and slowly lifted his waist.

“Haa..”

Marsilia let out a languid sigh, and Jaha’s eyes, which had been frowning as if burdened, gently closed.

For a brief moment, as their eyes met, when Marsilia pushed his member deeper, Jaha tilted his head back and arched his body. It was because the protruding part on the inner wall was being pushed up by the glans.

At the same time, Jaha’s genitals throbbed, releasing clear fluid. As his previously flat abdomen swelled, the sight of the fluid flowing down the side felt extremely erotic.

Marsilia groaned at the hot heat enveloping his genitals. Between his languid sighs, Jaha’s heavy breathing intermingled.

As the increasingly penetrating pillar stimulated his inner wall, Jaha tightened his hole and lifted his thighs. Bitting his lower lip, he clung to Marsilia’s shoulder with trembling hands.

“Hnngh… mm… ahh…”

The process of penetrating into him simultaneously brought ecstasy and pain to Marsilia.

As his patience wore thin like paper from slowly pushing through, Marsilia, who had barely buried himself near the roots, lowered his body and embraced Jaha.

As he pressed his genitals against his lower abdomen, pushing up his thin stomach skin, Jaha gasped and shook his waist.

“Ugh….”

“Haa… your insides are, huh, so, huh, hot….”

Jaha who seemed to have a low body temperature, was as hot as a volcano. Even when he was still, Marsilia felt a languid sensation, enveloping his whole body, enough to make him sigh.

When Marsilia didn’t move, Jaha, who was lying underneath, twisted his waist. Every time he did, the hole containing his cock wrapped around it tightly.

“Move, move, Mar.”

Marsilia slowly moved his waist while pressing his cheek against Jaha’s who was urging him to hurry up. As he slowly thrust inside, moans of ecstasy began to leak out from Jaha’s mouth.

“Ugh….

As the movements, which were shallow at first, became rougher, Jaha also began to move his waist from below. He, who had come to know the pleasure of sexual intercourse, was quite active.

Jaha climbed on top of his, he would grind his butt against Marsilia’s body so hard that his black hair would flutter.

Marsilia sometimes deliberately did not move the way Jaha wanted because he wanted to see that sight.

When he thrust forward, stimulating him gently until his body became sluggish, Jaha would frown, his golden eyes hazy. Just like now.