“Definitely an expensive shirt. The texture is soft, and it feels good against my skin.”
“…Oh, really?”
“Yes. So, why don’t you feel it yourself and see?”
As Sixx boldly suggested this, Malon raised an eyebrow.
“Oh, Sixx…”
Malon sighed his name, turning his chair towards Sixx and slowly started feeling Sixx’s body over the shirt. Every place Malon’s touch brushed felt like it was burning. Sixx’s entire body began to tremble slightly due to the excitement boiling deep inside him. He bit his lip, trying to suppress the urge to pounce immediately.
“The texture is definitely nice… Come closer, Sixx.”
Malon gestured. Sixx knelt in front of him. Malon’s hands, which had been exploring his firm waist, moved up to his solid abs, soft chest, and deeply indented collarbone, then stroked his broad shoulders. Finally, Malon’s hands touched Sixx’s bare skin. The sensation felt like an electric shock coursing through his entire body, and Sixx had to stifle a moan. Malon’s long fingers, passing over his white neck and prominent Adam’s apple, finally reached his chin, lifting his face. Sixx slowly raised his head. Malon’s ice-blue eyes looked down at him, smiling as if he were a villain in a movie, aiming to place the world at his feet.
“Not as good as your skin, though.”
For a moment, Sixx understood the nameless henchmen’s unconditional loyalty to the villain. Ah, there is nothing as sweet as obeying Malon Cage! Sixx extended his trembling hand and unzipped the villain boss’s pants. He pulled out the dark pink penis from the black underwear, which had been interrupted earlier, and immediately took it into his mouth. He heard a short intake of breath from above. He wanted to take it in as deep as possible, but Malon’s size was far from small, making it challenging. He pursed his lips around the shaft, stimulating it and tickling the especially sensitive tip with his tongue, feeling it harden and rise. Tasting a bit of pre-cum, he sensed the bitter flavor spreading in his mouth, but to Sixx, even that was a delicacy.
In truth, he enjoyed sucking Malon’s cock immensely.
“Mm… Haa…”
He loved being immersed in Malon’s strong scent and listening to his intermittent low, raspy moans. Occasionally looking up, he saw Malon biting his lip with his eyes tightly shut. His cheeks were gradually turning red from the heat. Excited as well, Sixx, with a neck flushed rosy, tried his best to pleasure Malon.
“Sixx…”
Above all, Sixx was addicted to the fleeting pressure Malon’s hand applied as it tangled in his white curly hair. To avoid hurting him, Sixx gently grazed the glans and shaft with his teeth. He felt Malon’s thighs tremble as they gripped his head. The honest reaction made Sixx’s heart pound. The more Malon enjoyed it, the deeper Sixx’s sense of fulfillment grew. He sharpened his tongue, persistently probing the deeply indented urethra. Malon found this uncomfortable but strangely reactive. As his tongue insistently tried to invade the tight opening, a rough moan escaped from above. Malon’s grip on the chair’s armrest turned white as the blood drained from his hands.
“Ah, nnngh… Haa… No, not there… Stop!”
Sixx thought back to how Malon hadn’t reacted this intensely to his blowjobs before. Had his skills improved, or had Malon become more sensitive? Maybe it was both. Through many encounters, Sixx learned that Malon enjoyed bold moves. It wasn’t easy to push Malon to the edge where pain and pleasure blurred, and Sixx had often failed to control it in the past—but Malon had never scolded him for it. Thus, Sixx felt free to focus on learning.
“…Hng, Sixx, stop, spit it out… I’m about to…”
Instead, Sixx pushed Malon’s twitching cock deeper into his throat. The sheer volume filling his airway made it hard to breathe, but he was used to it by now. Feeling the tight muscles enveloping his cock, Malon gasped and pressed hard on Sixx’s head. Finally, with a strangled groan, Malon’s cum flooded Sixx’s throat. Sixx swallowed it all, licking Malon’s cock clean as he caught his breath. Even though Sixx did this out of enjoyment, Malon always disliked it. This time, too, he tried to pull Sixx away, but Sixx had already finished. Malon sighed.
“I told you not to do that…”
Grinning, Sixx rubbed his cheek against Malon’s thigh. He couldn’t help but lick and savor whatever he liked. Malon, resigned, gently stroked his head and motioned for him to come up. When Malon tapped his cheek, Sixx eagerly kissed him. He noticed Malon’s half-eaten steak growing cold on the table. What about that? He realized he hadn’t considered Malon’s unfinished meal, only focusing on his own satisfaction.
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Four days into their stay at a luxurious resort in California.
Sixx finally understood why steamy scenes often appear in horror movies. Fear and lust both break down the barriers of reason and common sense, driving people to act on instinct. Perhaps due to the excuse of a special situation, Sixx found himself doing things he normally wouldn’t. He had sex with Malon all over the villa. Initially confined to the bed, they eventually moved to the sofa, then the dining table, the bathroom, the hallway, and even the entrance, shedding clothes without hesitation.
Such boldness was unthinkable in the Cage mansion, where staff were always present. Even when the house was empty, having sex outside the bedroom felt too scandalous to attempt. Though he had sometimes fantasized about it, he would immediately chastise himself for such lewd thoughts. But once he cast off the chains of propriety, he discovered the joy of living by his instincts. Just for this week, I’ll live indulgently, Sixx told himself.
If it weren’t for the eerie atmosphere of the resort, he might have tried harder to stay rational. However, the strange noises from the forest behind the villa slowly but surely drew him into irrationality. Now, he was almost completely engulfed by it.
Bang, bang, bang!
“Sixx, there are sandwiches in the basket. Eat if you’re hungry.”
“…Yes, I got it.”
Click, click.
As Sixx carefully stroked Malon’s black hair, draped over his thigh, he cursed his own acute hearing for the first time. Could Malon really not hear the strange sounds coming from the forest? The recent noise hadn’t been very loud, but surely Malon had heard the earlier thumping. However, lying on his thigh, turning the pages of a book, Malon seemed not just unbothered but even serene. The bizarre noises from the forest that first night continued sporadically over the next few days. Sixx had even heard what sounded like human voices, causing him to glance nervously at Malon each time. But Malon remained inexplicably calm.
“Whatever you hear, just ignore it, Sixx. Focus on me.”
With that seductive look, Sixx couldn’t afford to worry about the forest sounds. Thus, he lived surrounded by a surreal, eerie sense of being in a horror movie while enjoying his time at the resort. He couldn’t tell if his fast heartbeat was due to his beautiful, bold lover or the strange sounds from the small forest behind the villa.
The one thing he was sure of was that no matter what happened, his partner would always stay by his side. Sixx closed his eyes, feeling the soft breeze tickling his face. There was a hint of salty sea air mixed in. The tall green grass swayed in the wind, brushing against his skin. Malon’s hair, flowing like reeds, added to the idyllic scene. As Bill had said, it was paradise.
Snap.
A twig breaking in the distance. Was it a bird passing by, or an unknown figure? With a racing heart, Sixx kissed Malon’s forehead. Malon, noticing Sixx’s expression, put his book aside.
“Shall we go down to the beach later?”
“Our swimsuits aren’t dry yet.”
“We can just dip our feet and walk along the shore.”
Sixx nodded in agreement. Malon shifted, resting his cheek on Sixx’s thigh. Sixx tenderly stroked Malon’s face, holding back the urge to comment on how cute he looked.
“I suddenly feel like eating a hot dog.”
“Hot dog? Do we have some in the basket?”
It was rare for Malon to express a desire to eat something. When did they even pack hot dogs? As Sixx leaned back to check the basket, Malon grinned mischievously and grabbed Sixx’s crotch, planting a kiss there.
“No, I mean this thick, sturdy hot dog.”
“Ma, Malon!”
Sixx couldn’t believe what he was hearing. He never expected Malon to make such a crude joke, something Lorenzo might say. Blushing furiously, Sixx jumped up. Despite Sixx’s embarrassed reaction, Malon added that they should eat the hot dog before it got cold, unzipping Sixx’s pants with his teeth. As the overly stimulating scene unfolded between his legs, Sixx didn’t know what to do, shifting his weight from foot to foot. Malon smiled with satisfaction, seeing Sixx’s already erect member.
“Look, this hot dog seems eager to be eaten.”
“Don’t describe it like that…”
While it did resemble a hot dog somewhat, Sixx feared he would never see hot dogs the same way again. He glanced around nervously. Of course, no one was there, but exposing his erection in the open air felt like the height of irrationality. It was embarrassing. Yet, after days of being steeped in irrationality with his partner, Sixx found himself slowly getting aroused by the sinful sensation creeping up his spine.
This is insane, Sixx thought as he swallowed hard. We’ve become that crazy couple in horror movies, driven by lust. Malon smiled with satisfaction, having achieved his goal, as he saw the lust clearly reflected in Sixx’s amber eyes.
“Even after doing it first thing in the morning, you’re up again. Sixx, do you want to do it outside now? Weren’t you the one who said doing it outside was a bit much?”
“You win, Malon. So please…”
Malon smiled smugly. For a man who didn’t know defeat, victory was a given. He pulled down Sixx’s white underwear, revealing his eager, pink penis dripping with anticipation. Enjoying Sixx’s expectant gaze, Malon slowly licked his lips.
“Looks like a tasty snack.”
Just as Malon took him in his mouth, a chilling sound came from the forest. It was a creaking noise, like the door of a haunted cabin opening. The hair on Sixx’s body stood on end, but he only grew more aroused, thrusting his hips. Was a ghost approaching to watch their sex? Would the ghosts think there could be no one more lewd and obscene than Malon, sucking on his lover’s cock?
Breathing heavily, Sixx stroked Malon’s hair. Malon’s ice-blue eyes, usually sharp, were now hazy with excitement. His usually tense brows had softened. Knowing these changes were due to him made Sixx find Malon even more lovable. He traced Malon’s fox-like eyes. Sorry, but this person is mine. Not giving up even a little.
“Ah… it feels good, Malon…”
Malon, having obtained his desired snack, looked quite pleased. He continued his actions without hesitation, licking up Sixx’s length and sucking until his cheeks hollowed. Sixx realized that Malon was also getting aroused. Knowing that the proud and domineering Malon Cage was excited while sucking his young lover’s cock was something only he knew. Sixx, overwhelmed with ecstasy, stroked Malon’s slightly flushed cheek, calling out his name. Malon, Malon, Malon… With each call, Malon’s dark eyebrows twitched, as if responding. If only Malon had another mouth. Watching Malon suck him off was delightful, but he craved a kiss. Sixx instead caressed Malon’s ear.
“Malon, you’re so beautiful…”
At first, Sixx was embarrassed by the idea of letting Malon take his cock into his mouth. But humans and werewolves alike adapt to reality eventually. Though he still felt it was a bit much, seeing Malon enjoy it meant he had no intention of stopping him. In response to Sixx’s unexpected praise, Malon looked up at him, writhing in pleasure, then began to tease his glans with his tongue as if kissing it.
“Ma, Malon… Ah, that’s…!”
It was too stimulating to be witnessed in such an open space. Sixx stomped his feet and spread his hands around Malon’s face. Even if it was a ghost, he couldn’t show such a lewd scene. Malon chuckled and spat out Sixx’s cock, a transparent thread of saliva hanging between them. Sixx quickly wiped Malon’s lips with his thumb.
“Why are you covering it, Sixx? There’s no one here.”
“But―”
“And besides, from now on, we’ll be doing even more intense things.”
Malon’s long fingers suddenly invaded Sixx’s mouth.
“Get them nice and wet.”
He commanded. Sixx tightly closed his eyes and earnestly sucked on Malon’s fingers. He gently bit each knuckle with his molars, inserted his tongue between the fingers, and sucked the tender flesh thoroughly, coating every inch with saliva. Malon let out a significant sigh. He withdrew his now-wet fingers and brought them behind him. Though saliva might not be enough, they had done it once already, so the inside should still be soft. Ah, I want to enter quickly and feel Malon’s inner walls surrounding me…
“Whew…”
Sixx watched Malon insert his own fingers into his hole and move them, preparing to take Sixx’s cock, with an intense gaze as if devouring him. The lewd sight contrasted sharply with the lush green lawn and the bright blue sky behind, stoking the heat in Sixx’s mind even further. Having repeated this many times, Malon now felt no discomfort with the act and expertly spread his legs and moved his hips. Sixx didn’t blink. Malon, noticing Sixx’s burning gaze, smiled beautifully, almost eerily.
“Are you coming in, Sixx?”
Unable to wait any longer, Sixx pushed him down onto the blanket on the grass. He rubbed his painfully hard erection against the soft entrance, making Malon twitch his hips in anticipation. Then, another sound came from the forest. The rustle of dry leaves being crushed. Sixx held Malon’s waist and slowly slid in. Is someone watching this scene? Sixx dived deep into the depths of irrationality. The great Malon Cage, kneeling on a blanket, being penetrated and moaning under a man… Sixx gritted his teeth. Despite having been inside him just a few hours ago, Malon’s hole contracted elastically as if it were brand new, welcoming his cock.
“Ugh, Malon…”
Sweat trickled down Malon’s back. Despite being unable to ward off the unseen spectators of the forest, one thing they must remember is that only Sixx could take Malon this way. Not that he would let anyone else, but more importantly, Malon himself would never allow it. Malon’s inner walls tightened around Sixx’s cock. Breathing heavily, Sixx began moving his hips back and forth. Malon’s hands, clutching the blanket, turned white. Sixx showered kisses along his spine.
“Malon, please say my name… Ah, ugh, Malon…”
“Haa, Sixx, ugh…”
Sixx… Malon called him once more. Yes, it’s me, I’m right here… It felt so good it was almost terrifying. Malon’s hole seemed to recognize its match, trembling and clenching around him. Sixx pressed firmly against a specific spot with his hard glans, over and over, as if to mark his presence. Malon let out erratic moans. Seeing his partner drenched in pleasure and suffering heated him to the core. Another sound from the forest. Thud. Sixx silently declared to whoever might be out there that Malon Cage was his. Only he could handle him this way… Ah, the sensation of being engulfed by Malon.
“Ugh, Sixx, come deeper…”
Sixx didn’t hold back. He knew exactly where Malon liked it best, deep inside, where no one else could reach. With one thrust, he buried himself to the hilt. Malon gasped sharply, his body trembling as if broken by the impact. Sixx bent forward to find Malon’s lips. Malon seemed too weak to move his tongue. Sixx gently coaxed and teased the tip of Malon’s tongue into his mouth, feeling Malon’s walls give up resistance and clench wildly around his cock. Calm down, it’s me, Malon. It’s me. Sixx whispered as if hypnotizing him. Sixx, your mate… A hot tear rolled down Malon’s cheek, forming a lump in Sixx’s chest.
“Hah, Sixx, don’t move… Just for a moment…”
Malon’s low voice pleaded. He seemed overwhelmed by the sensation. So lovable. Sixx thought. I changed Malon into this. Thinking that gave him chills up his spine. He licked the trail of tears and called Malon’s name again.
“I love you, Malon… I really love you…”
Ah love that they were finally able to spend time alone (well besides what’s in the woods) without other wolves or staff around ☺️💕 thank you for translating
Why do I feel like malon is planning a surprise for sixx in the woods
🤤