PMEVBO 129

Lucariel was a calm person.

Iser liked it when Lucariel’s composure crumbled because of him. He was desperate to hide his panic, but he looked clumsy and cute, like a beaver floundering in a collapsing dam.

It was the same now. To think he was struggling to hide his face while handing his body over to him without taking any precautions… He was cute enough to make Iser want to bite into him and devour him.

Iser moved slowly while holding Lucariel’s waist tightly. With each gentle stroke of his waistline, which he could almost completely hold with one hand, his abs became clearly visible on his skin glistening with semen. A moan rang out as his hole tightened and then relaxed.

‘How can a person have such cute erogenous zones?’

Congestions of different colors were scattered across Lucariel’s pure white skin. Judging by how Iser still wanted to bite and suck on his skin, it was apparent he had a bad habit of using his mouth. Eventually, unable to hold back any longer, he took his erect nipple into his mouth.

“Ugh!”

Lucariel grabbed his shoulder with trembling hands. Iser couldn’t tell if he was pushing him away or pulling him in. Just then, the irregular pounding of his heart rang in Iser’s eardrums. As he slowly pulled his lips away, he saw a bruise around his dark nipple, Iser couldn’t tell if it was a bite mark or a lip mark.

“Haa… I love you.”

Iser whispered as he rested his forehead gently against Lucariel’s chest. At that moment, Read onLucariel’s body trembled.

“Ngh… Ugh…!”

“Ugh, I feel like I’m going to break…”

Iser stopped moving for a moment to catch his breath.

This was the first time Lucariel had come this many times during their intimate moments. He was so adorable. He reacted with his whole body at the words “I love you.”

‘The problem is that it leads to lust.’

Iser had already reached his limit. If he wanted to come, he could have done it immediately.

Lucariel’s insides were hot to begin with, but today they were exceptionally hot. It felt as if his brain was melting. The hole, filled to the brim with his cum, greedily clung to his cock.

After Lucariel had reached his third orgasm, Iser deliberately stopped inserting his penis all the way in.

He inserted it only halfway, moved slowly, and when it seemed he was about to come, he stopped completely to cool down for a moment.

‘…Did I torment him too much?’

There was hardly anything left coming out of Lucariel’s penis anymore. It was similar to just moments ago, when he had reached his climax after inserting his penis all the way in for the first time. Unlike then, it was probably because there was nothing left to release now.

Lucariel’s hand, which had been clutching the pillow, went limp. The strength also drained from the hands clasped between them.

“…Aren’t you suffocating?”

Iser slipped his hand under the pillow to let air flow inside and lifted one side slightly. He felt Lucariel’s hot, damp breath on the back of his hand.

It was then that Lucariel, who had been panting, removed the pillow himself.

“Haa, haa…….”

Since his face was covered by the pillow, Iser became even more conscious of the face hidden beneath it. Until now, he had been whispering words of love while imagining what kind of face Lucariel might be making…

His eyelashes glistened in the candlelight, soaked in tears. His hair was matted against a face smeared with tears, sweat, and saliva. His cheeks flushed red. His wet lips parted as he gasped for breath. The veins on his neck protruded. The face Iser finally saw was even more pitiful than he had imagined.

‘…He doesn’t look like a person who has just heard a declaration of love, but rather like someone who has been subjected to severe insults.’

A pitiful person.

Even now, Iser thought that his feelings for Lucariel were more suited to insult than love. Yet, since Lucariel had seen this filthy thing as something beautiful like love…he also wanted to believe it was love.

Lucariel opened his eyes, his eyelids trembling slightly. His gentle eyes were red and swollen. His eyes, filled with tears, were unfocused.

He reached out his hand toward Iser, frowning and gasping for breath. When Iser rested his chin on it without hesitation, Lucariel smiled.

Lucariel moistened his lower lip with his tongue and parted his lips slightly.

“…You said you could come if I showed you my face.”

His gentle, melodious voice was now hoarse and cracked.

He whispered as he gently tickled the underside of Iser’s chin with his finger.

“Hmph, haa… Stop holding back and give it to me. Hmph!”

Before he could even finish speaking, Iser thrust his cock deep inside. He rubbed his cheek against Lucariel’s palm and ejaculated deep inside him. 

“Ngh….”

The moment their eyes met, Lucariel gently wrapped his arms around Iser’s neck. Completely exhausted, there was no strength in the hand pulling Iser’s neck. Nevertheless, Iser willingly let himself be pulled along. He smiled softly and kissed him.

It was a kiss more sweet than anything else.

***

Iser’s semen filled my stomach hot and heavy. When his throbbing cock finished ejaculating, I slowly pulled my lips away. My mouth was soaked with our mixed saliva. Half dripped down, and the other half went down my throat.

“Haa, haa…….”

My head was spinning, and I had no strength left in my body.

Now I understand why people died from sex.

Just then, Iser wrapped his arms around my waist and the back of my head and pulled me to the side. We ended up lying on our sides, facing each other.

We were close enough to feel each other’s breath. Our legs were intertwined as if we were one, and I still held him inside me. Since we had just finished, there was no longer the same pressure as before. Only a pleasant warmth remained.

Iser placed his arm between my neck and head to support me. Yet, he himself was resting his head on the bare [stolen content]bed. He looked uncomfortable with his neck bent downwards.

Iser smiled as he smoothed the hair clinging to my face.

“Aren’t you going to cover your face now?”

…I must have looked unsightly, hiding only my face under the pillow like an ostrich burying its head in the sand. I belatedly felt ashamed.

I forced a calm expression and lifted my arm, which felt as heavy as lead. Then, I pulled the pillow I had used to cover my face over and tucked it under Iser’s head.

“…You said you missed me.”

“Yes, I did miss you.”

He smiled as he pulled me into his embrace. He sucked the tears welling up in the corners of my eyes; his lips were still hot.

“Actually, even at this very moment, I miss you.”

…Damn it, this is driving me crazy.

My chest ached as if I were having a heart attack. I let out a long sigh and buried my face in his shoulder. His hot body heat was transmitted through the soft fabric of his shirt. I knew that his body temperature, which was lower than others’, only rose to this level when he was sick or aroused.

It must be the latter right now.

I wrapped my arms around his waist, where his shirt had ridden up, and stroked his skin – hot, yet devoid of a single drop of sweat. After a moment of hesitation, I said,

“Can I ask you just one thing?”

“Yes.”

He answered, burying his lips in the crown of my head. I took a deep breath before asking,

“……If I say I won’t leave this place, what will you do?”

I was a hypocritical human being.

While I was under brainwashing, I was constantly plagued by guilt. Enough to wish I were trapped in Hell forever. Yet, despite that, I could never let go of the desire to return to my original world. Ironically, I became even more obsessed with the prison.

Because I felt that if I atoned in prison, at least while I was in this world, life after returning to my original world would be at least less painful.

Despicable bastard…

Now that the brainwashing was undone, the shackles of guilt had vanished. There was no longer any need to cling to the space called prison. However, precisely because of this, my future destination was held hostage by the quest. Depending on what quests were assigned, I might end up staying here for a long time. I had no way of knowing exactly how long that would be.

Iser said that until he was nine years old, he had lived exclusively in the annex. After his father passed away, he was sequestered and abused by Duke Hayut in a room at the very top of the spire. I, too, who had kidnapped him, had forced him to live in an underground hideout.

A life that began with sequestration and ended with sequestration. Yet, the place he headed to immediately after coming back to life was… Hell where I was.

But now, I couldn’t even bring myself to suggest we escape this place together.

‘…And yet, do you still love me?’

The question I couldn’t bring myself to voice gnawed at my throat.

Just then, Iser hugged me even tighter. He tickled the back of my neck with the hand wrapped around my shoulder and chuckled softly.

“Then I’ll stay here too. By your side.”

“…….”

“Is that alright?”