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Editors: Mars, Agneya
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nsfw, dubious consent
Michele could sense Ain drawing closer to him.
Even without direct skin-to-skin contact, it was only natural for the space between two individuals to subtly warm up when they were in close proximity. …He hadn’t realised this before, as the air in the South was always warm. However, in a cold land where clouds of breath broke loose, he was bound to keenly respond to such a faint sensation of warmth.
Moreover, Michele was clad in only a thin layer of clothing, while Ain wore nothing at all. No matter how much they differed in ranking, age, and physique, in the face of the cold, they were but mere humans. It was only natural for their bodies to yearn for each other’s warmth, regardless of what rationality told them.
“Are you afraid?”
“No…”
To ease his nerves, Ain slowly caressed Michele’s cheek and stroked his hair. Though it felt like he was being indulged like a child, the touch of Ain’s long fingers… was far more pleasant than Michele had anticipated.
“You aren’t committing any sins. Sir Anatold has done nothing wrong.”
Michele nodded slowly. “Okay…”
“So please don’t make that kind of expression.”
“…What kind of expression?” Without a mirror, Michele was unaware of his expression.
“Have you ever seen the look on a child’s face when they’re afraid that their mother will find out that they’ve done something bad?”
Ain’s words made Michele’s heart sink. The customs of the South were deeply ingrained in him. A person who recklessly engaged in sexual relationships before marriage was a dirty person, regardless of their circumstances. That was what it was like in the South.
“Anything you do with me from now on has no value and no meaning. Neither the value of a first time nor the meaning of purity… Happening to kiss a dog doesn’t mean it counts as your first kiss. So…”
“Ngh…”
Ain stroked Michele’s earlobe before gently inserting a finger into his ear. Realising that it’d be difficult to erase Michele’s guilt, he chose to divert his attention with sensation instead.
“You can think of me as a substitute for my master. Just imagine that I am him for the remainder of the month,” Ain whispered in Michele’s ear, finger moving gently with each word. The low rumble sent a tingle of electricity down Michele’s spine.
“N-ngh…” Michele clumsily nodded, even as he shuddered.
…Though he looked as cold as a sculpture made of ice, anyone could see that Ain was a strikingly handsome man, and Michele was unable to tear his eyes away from him. While he hadn’t anticipated engaging in such activities, he wasn’t dissatisfied with having Ain as his first partner.
And Ain… Was he not a servant who resembled Lord Sheleg?
There was a common thread between spending his first night with Lord Sheleg, whom he had never met before, and embracing Ain, who looked just like Lord Sheleg, so Michele had chosen to develop feelings out of obligation and engage in intimacy out of responsibility, and the fact that these weren’t normal distinctions wasn’t lost on him.
Therefore, this was all practice. Practice in liking a complete stranger, and practice in liking them without any reason whatsoever.
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So this is what it feels like…
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As Michele lay there, blinking, Ain leaned his head towards him. Michele closed his eyes, trembling slightly. Ain’s lips settled on his again.
Winter.
His lips felt parched. The first time, he was surprised, and by the second time, he was filled with an unfamiliar emotion—encounters with situations that required him to learn “fear” were rare in his life, so Michele had yet to realise that everything he was feeling amounted to the fear of his first night.
“Ugh, ngh…”
Ain’s lips repeated a ticklish pattern of touching his before falling away again. Despite this being the extent of his actions, Michele found himself holding his breath in fear—but his endurance lasted no more than a second. In the end, Michele let out a ragged breath and opened his mouth. In that moment, something warm and soft slipped through the open gap.
“…Mmf!”
A-a tongue…!
Michele’s eyes widened. A tongue. It was just a tongue, the same as the one he had. Yet, the touch of another’s tongue sent goosebumps along the line of his spine.
He had never thought too deeply about tongues. It was merely a tool for tasting delicious food and having conversation. However, when his tongue came into contact with someone else’s tongue, it was entirely different. Michele hadn’t known it could have such a purpose before.
“H-hngh, ugh…!”
It is just tongues touching, nothing more. So why does my entire body feel so ticklish? Just once, Michele mustered the courage to try touching the other’s tongue with his own. It was slippery like jelly, but also much firmer… It was hot, though there was no such thing as hot jelly in this world.
“M-mmf…!”
Ain slipped a hand between the bed and Michele’s back. The touch made Michele feel awkward, like a piece of firewood was wedged beneath his back, so he slightly raised his upper body.
“A-Ain…” Michele instinctively wrapped his arms around Ain’s shoulders, the only person he could rely on in this unfamiliar North. Ain licked the inside of Michele’s narrow mouth with the attention of a mother animal tending to her young. Michele quickly ran out of breath, never having experienced such a deep kiss before. His vision blurred, his mind fogged, and all the while, he felt a tickle between his legs.
“Ugh… ga-sp!”
When Michele felt he would suffocate, overwhelmed by the rush of ecstasy, Ain’s lips finally parted from his.
“Hah… hah… haa…!” Frantic, Michele panted, his mouth open wide, unable to do anything else. They had only kissed, but for some odd reason, his body was growing tired. Michele didn’t even have the strength to lift a finger.
“How was it?”
“Ha, haa… huh… huh?”
“How do you feel?”
“Huh…? Ah, haa… y-yeah…” Michele struggled to form a proper sentence, as if it were his head that had been messed with rather than the inside of his mouth. Ain, who sat at the edge of the bed, got on top of him.
Then, for some strange reason, he Michele feltl his legs run cold, but before he could figure out what Ain was doing,
“—Agh!”
A scream erupted from Michele’s mouth as he struggled to catch his breath.
“A… Ain?!” Michele hastily sat up, stunned by the sight unfolding before him. Ain had his face buried between his legs.
“Hng, ah… st… stop!”
Though Michele had never mentioned the tickle between his legs when they kissed, as if Ain knew his feelings, he was now positioning his mouth precisely on that spot.
“Stop…! T-that place, is… is dirty…!”
Did he not hear my plea? Ain persisted, driving his head under the thin one-piece—more precisely, wedging his face between Michele’s legs. The same mouth that had been kissing him just moments ago, was now swallowing his phallus…?!
“Hngh…!”
Even though he wasn’t able to see him through his sleepwear, Michele could clearly feel what was happening. Ain had just used his wet tongue to lick Michele’s organ. And now… he was taking the tip into his mouth.
“Ah… ugh… Ah, agh…!”
Ain slowly started bobbing his head with Michele’s manhood in his mouth. Each time he moved his head up and down, a moan escaped from Michele’s mouth, “N… no! S-stop it…!”
Michele shook his head in response to the new sensations, both pleasurable and painful enough to make his entire body shiver. All the while, Ain remained silent, diligently carrying out his task. He sank his mouth deep enough to touch Michele’s bush, then brought his lips together to stroke the shaft of the organ, repeating this process.
His manhood, experiencing the intimate touch of another’s mouth for the first time, betrayed any semblance of patience. Before Michele knew it, a trickle of fluid had begun to escape. Ain then took the head into his mouth, licking the hole at the top with the tip of his tongue. Simultaneously, Ain’s fingers continued to stroke the base of Michele’s shaft, as if coaxing it.
Even though he hadn’t quite learned what to do yet, Michele’s hips instinctively bucked. Ain positioned Michele’s legs above his own shoulders so that Michele could enjoy the sensation of his mouth more comfortably. As Michele’s lower half was lifted, and the cloth covering Ain’s head naturally rode up, bunching on Michele’s stomach.
Michele looked at his lower half with reddened eyes. The bluish-black hair that had always been situated above him was now nestled between his thighs.
“Hng, ugh… n-no… ugh, I think, I’m going to, pee…!”
Teetering on the brink of tears, in due course, Michele found himself overwhelmed by the unfamiliar stimulation. While he had experienced erotic release in his sleep before, that occurred when he wasn’t conscious, and everything would’ve already “concluded” by the time the peculiar sensations had roused him from his slumber. Even when his brothers congratulated him, asserting that he had finally become an adult capable of loving, Michele only felt puzzled.
Never had it happened while he was in such a conscious state, and never had he been forced to release either. Ain used his lips and tongue to stroke the shaft while his fingers caressed Michele’s sack. Then, once more, he took the tip—the pointed arrowhead—into his mouth.
“Hng, ugh…!” Michele’s feet writhed, unable to withstand the thrill of Ain’s tongue rubbing against his urethra. He desperately hit Ain’s shoulders and back. “St, ugh, sto-stop… ah! Ngh! D-don’t, do that…!”
Still on the verge of tears, Michele felt like his lower half might burst at any moment. As a noble, he couldn’t afford to commit such a disgrace in bed.
He had already told Ain that he was going to pee and had even resorted to hitting Ain’s back, so Michele felt like he had given enough warnings. He was sure that Ain would lift his head.
However, Michele’s naive expectations completely missed the mark. Conversely, Ain buried his head so deeply that the arrowhead was nearly touching the back of his throat.
“…Hngh!”
Initially, Michele hadn’t noticed the change, but at some point, Michele’s soft phallus had hardened and grown in size inside Ain’s mouth. As it continued to push against Ain’s cheek, hard enough to create a bulge, and repeatedly slide in and out of his narrow throat, Michele had no choice but to acknowledge that his cock had suffered an usual change.
“Ah, ah… ugh…!”
Michele groaned, the sounds resembling the whimpers of a puppy. Having never experienced such oral stimulation before, Michele found himself unable to discern whether he was on the edge of an outburst or teetering on the verge of another type of accident.
What if I really do end up peeing? He was suddenly overcome by fear. Despite his efforts to resist, striving to avoid the indignity of urinating in a servant’s mouth, he found himself incapable of holding it in any longer. His legs trembled.
“Ain, hngh, ugh…!”
In the end, Michele’s waist buckled. He pulled Ain’s face closer with his egs. In that moment, his instincts took over, as if he had never even tried to resist the feeling of eruption the desire to have Ain swallow him deeper intensified.
The ache that had been building up inside Michele was further fueled by another–burning until it was on the verge of vanishing—before then transforming into hot liquid that spilled into Ain’s mouth.
“Ugh, hnn…”
Ain firmly held Michele’s pelvis and readily swallowed the cream that he spilled. Michele’s body spasmed in fits and starts. Even amid the daze of his first erotic release, he could keenly feel the sensation of Ain’s throat against his glans, swallowing his seed.
“Haa, ngh…” Michele panted, his vision spinning. All the pleasure that had gathered in his lower abdomen now flowed down Ain’s throat. Michele stared up at the ceiling with blurry eyes, unable to move a muscle. Meanwhile, Ain raised himself, brushing back the hair that covered his forehead.
“…Maybe it’s because you’re young, but you’re a bit quick.”
Michele, incapable of moving anything but his eyes, glanced over to look at Ain.
Quick…? What does that mean?
Ain wiped the corner of his mouth with the back of his hand, the movement of his Adam’s apple beneath it suggesting that he had ingested all remnants of Michele’s carnal fluids.
“After a few more times… Hm, you might be able to hold out a little longer.”
Was holding out longer a good thing? Just how many more times will I have to do this in the future?
Simply listening to Ain’s words exhausted him, but he was too weak to say anything.
Meanwhile, Ain poured some water into a basin on the bedside table, which was originally intended for Michele to use to wash his face, and cleaned his mouth. He then soaked a towel and wiped the area between Michele’s legs.
“Ah…” A moan escaped from Michele’s mouth as he felt the cold sensation. That area had just been cradled in a warm mouth, and now his body, which had grown sensitive, was susceptible to the slightest of stimulation.
“Is… is it over now?” Michele asked in a tired voice.
“If you wish, we can end things here for today.”
“…‘For today’?”
“This was just a type of foreplay, Sir Anatold,” Ain replied with a hint of laughter in his voice. “You have yet to embrace me.”
Michele’s green eyes widened at those tremendous words.
…This wasn’t the end of it?
orcinus comments:
no matter how many times i read it, the “quick” comment that ain made is always so out of pocket…
volume 1 is on the heavier side of smut, so don’t be too surprised if there’s back to back chapters of just nsfw content 🥲
Thanks for the update! I’m typically not into dubcon (no judgment to those that are), but he’s so freaking clueless that I’m not mad about it. His older brothers really sheltered him too much. Also, not complaining about back to back nsfw chapters. 😏
ooooooooooh training start 👀