Rensley had tried to stay awake until Gezell returned, but he couldn’t resist sleep and fell asleep before he knew it.
When Rensley opened his eyes, he slowly got up to look around. In the spacious bedroom, Rensley was alone. The wolf, which had been sitting in the armchair, seemed to have gone somewhere in the meantime.
“Are you awake?”
However, the assumption that he was alone was a mistake. Whether it was because the room didn’t seem dark or not, Gezell’s voice was heard from one side.
“Your Grace! Have you returned?”
Rensley, unable to contain his joy, got up from the bed. For some reason, he didn’t sit in the chair but stood still like a statue in one corner. About to rush towards Gezell to embrace him, Rensley was surprised to see him.
“What’s going on? Did you encounter any trouble? Is it raining?”
He seemed to be completely soaked as if he had properly submerged himself in water before coming out. His body, covered in damp clothes, was as cold as ice. Gezell raised his head with a faint smile.
“While hunting down the remnants, my body and clothes got dirty, so I swam a bit on the way back.”
“You went swimming? At this hour, outside?”
“The weather was warm enough, so even going into cold water at night didn’t feel chilly. You once told me about a stream. There happened to be a place with a nearby stream, so I washed there.”
“No… you should have come and taken a bath here. Even if it’s not far from midnight, you shouldn’t dry yourself like this without resting. If it’s about contamination, you can use magic to remove it. Why…”
While speaking rapidly, a cold hand touched his cheek. His smile felt lonelier than usual, and Rensley stopped talking.
“I wanted to wash it off right away. Also, to cool my head. Do I smell bad?”
“Not at all. Your Grace, come over here quickly. Take off your clothes. If you stay like this, you’ll catch a cold. We’re not lighting the fireplace in this room right now.”
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Rensley pulled him towards the chair. He threw off his wet clothes one by one and dried his body with a dry towel. The traces of magic were still evident on the body that had not yet returned to its original state.
While wiping away the remaining moisture on the broad and firm chest that seemed more extensive than usual, there was a sense of gaze. When Rensley raised his head, Gezell was looking down at him intently. Smiling slightly, Rensley sent him a teasing smile. At that moment, Gezell made an incomprehensible sound.
“Now you’re not scared.”
“What? Why should I be scared?”
“Didn’t you fear me when you saw me earlier?”
“It was just a misunderstanding. Surely you’re not still holding it against me? I wasn’t scared because Your Grace looked sinister. Please don’t get upset.”
After wiping even the long hair and putting on indoor robes, the two, now ready to rest, could finally spend their usual time. Although there was no fireplace to warm their bodies, the lukewarm spring night was suitable for relaxation.
Rensley, sitting on a comfortable chair, asked Gezell, who was sitting with his knees up, about what happened.
“How did it go during your absence?”
“I found the sorcerer you mentioned. He seemed to have some internal conflicts and got injured. He survived, so there’s no need to worry too much. I’ve left him to Anton to keep a low profile for now.”
“…What about Felix?”
“Unfortunately, he’s still there. It seems like he has already returned to the Cornia palace, so we can’t casually go looking for him, no matter what country he is in. However, if evidence is reported, the emperor will search for him.”
“I see…”
Rensley looked embarrassed.
“Even if the emperor learns about Felix’s actions, will he just leave Cornia alone?”
“Don’t worry. At this stage, it can’t be helped.”
“When will you report it?”
“I’ll organize my thoughts a bit and report to him as soon as it gets bright. Now that this matter has become a concern for both Cornia and Pheraira, we need to prepare ourselves for the night. We might have to communicate through Anton until you return.”
Upon hearing this, Rensley leaned closer to Gezell. Matching his gaze with the unfamiliar golden eyes, Rensley whispered to him in a lower voice.
“Do we need to wait until he comes back on his own?”
“Sly fox.”
“Like last time… if you do something, you might come back right away.”
Lowering his face, he pressed his lips against Gezell’s neck. As the warm breath touched the firm neck, the shiver that ran through Gezell’s body was clearly conveyed to Rensley sitting on his knees.
“Stop. You’ll be too hard on yourself today.”
But even with Gezell’s resistance, the passion was already kindled. Rensley sincerely nodded.
“I’m tired because of those bastards who took me away.”
“Whatever the reason, it’s better to rest now.”
“I want to… it seems more comfortable that way.”
There was no response to his words.
Instead, Rensley felt a slow, sweeping touch on his back. Unfortunately, the hand was different from the one belonging to Gezell Jivendad in his memories, with traces of magic remaining, rough and sharp. Still, Rensley clung closer to him.
“Your Grace…”
This time, their lips met. After gently caressing and teasing with a slight tilt of the head, Rensley, ignoring the hard and sharp teeth, extended his tongue. The wet flesh entwined deeper, making moist sounds as it stroked inside his mouth.
Exactly how long had he submerged himself in the cold water? Even his lips and tongue had become cool.
For a moment, just the act of licking each other made their tongues tingle. As if reminiscing about the time when they had such intimacy in the dark northern tower after a winter night of battles, Gezell pressed his lips deeply against Rensley’s, extending his tongue long and thick, more than usual.
“Uh, hoo, ugh…”
Not only his lips but also the caressing and licking around the throat and the roof of the mouth made Rensley’s body tremble with just kisses. He couldn’t help but let out muffled moans, gently stroking Gezell’s back and shoulders.
In reality, it had been about a week, but for Rensley, who had been trapped in another world, it felt like several months had passed. His touch, his kisses, everything felt like it had been a long time since he had experienced them.
No. Now was much more eager than the first time when he knew nothing. He now knew too well his warmth, the pleasure he generously bestowed, the overflowing affection and sense of security. Throughout the time they couldn’t meet, Rensley missed not only Gezell but also his body.
Perhaps because of that, Rensley quickly became sensitive and heated, as if a layer of inhibition had been removed. While kissing, each time Gezell’s long fingers carefully brushed over his neck and onto the clothes, the passing sensation made his shoulders and waist shudder. Careful not to provoke a sensitive reaction, Gezell withdrew his lips and stroked Rensley’s hair.
“Ah, Rensley… Are you okay?”
“I-it’s fine… It’s good…”
As if dizzy, Rensley vigorously straightened his body, which kept losing strength. Placing his legs, which had been closely attached to Gezell’s thighs, he leaned down to suck on the king’s tongue.
“Ah…”
Licking the warming lips, Rensley slowly slid down his body. When he bit into the firm muscles coming down along Gezell’s neck at a slant, he heard the shaking breath. After opening the robe and licking the broad and firm chest, he moved down to the ripped abs.
With each touch of the tongue, strength penetrated into the entire body of the big man. As Rensley received Gezell’s excitement with his hands and mouth, his body gradually heated up. When he pressed his lips to the enlarged penis, Gezell suddenly bent down and lifted Rensley into his arms. Rensley, with bewildered eyes, resisted.
“Why can’t I do it?”
“Let’s go to the bed.”
Thank you!
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