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Having forgotten his surprise, Rensley looked around nervously. The occasional crackling sound of burning logs from the fireplace echoed, providing some light in the room. Rensley made eye contact with Gezell.
“There wasn’t any device.”
“Even without it, short-range teleportation is possible without any devices. Usually, we use devices to conserve magic, but given the current situation…”
Gezell explained while removing his cloak. He glanced at Rensley, who stood still, then pointed to the bathtub.
“Both of us need to wash before going to bed. We can’t just climb into bed like this.”
Rensley nodded hurriedly. Gezell’s earlier words now made sense to him.
In the Duke’s chamber, a large bathtub was placed, and underneath, there were sand and cobblestone slabs to absorb water. The tub had been prepared with clear, warm water by the maids in advance.
As Rensley silently undressed, Gezell did the same. Rensley stole glances at Gezell during the process. He had seen Gezell without his cloak and outerwear during training but seeing him completely undressed was an entirely different experience.
Rensley swallowed nervously. Gezell, having removed everything, stood tall and imposing, reminiscent of the imposing walls of the renowned Roudken Castle. Even without armor or a shield, Gezell’s chest, back, arms, and legs seemed impervious to any harm. The well-defined collarbone beneath his firm neck resembled a meticulously crafted bow, shadows accentuated by the candlelight revealing the shape of his muscles.
Normally, people appeared more significant and majestic when adorned with embellishments. However, Gezell Jivendad, stripped of everything, looked like the most overwhelming presence. Rensley couldn’t help but gaze at the broad back. Feeling Gezell’s eyes turn to him, Rensley was called.
“Sir Maelrosen?”
“Ah, yes. I’ll undress quickly.”
Rensley’s mind became tangled as he unfastened the shirt’s buttons.
‘I’ve heard about it occasionally, but I’ve never been with a man before.’
If he were to be on the receiving end, he wondered if he could handle the large man safely.
No, couldn’t he do something without having to resort to that? After all, two men engaging in intimate activities wouldn’t lead to conceiving a child.
“We should go in.”
“What?! Where…!”
“To the bathtub.”
“Oh, the bathtub…”
Rensley, rubbing the back of his head, blushed. In his haste, he was still wearing his pants.
Gezell had already entered the tub, splasing hot water to wash away the dust and hay. When the bulky man entered, the water spilled over, creating a pleasant mess on the sand slab.
Rensley stared at the scene, absentmindedly undressing. He peeked at Gezell, who had completely entered the water.
In Cornia, he and his friends would often swim nude in front of others without hesitation. Although not impressive, he had never felt embarrassed. But undressing in front of Gezell, even though both were men, felt awkward.
He couldn’t help but think that Gezell’s physique, now completely laid bare, was awe-inspiring. As Rensley concealed his inner thoughts and finished undressing, he cautiously stepped into the tub on the opposite side of Gezell. The Duke’s bathtub was large enough for two adult men to fit comfortably.
The warm and fragrant water, after a long time in the chilly stable, made Rensley momentarily forget his scattered thoughts. Despite that, he couldn’t shake off the uneasiness, especially when he sat down with his knees close together. Gezell reached out and pointed at Rensley’s head.
“There’s hay in it.”
“Where…?”
Although Rensley tried to sweep it away with his hands, he couldn’t find anything. Eventually, Gezell raised his upper body and approached Rensley. Startled, Rensley pulled his legs closer.
Soon, Gezell’s hand brushed over his head. Perhaps due to the wetness, the hay didn’t come off easily. Gezell moved his fingers several times to remove the hay stuck to Rensley’s head, then discarded it outside the tub.
“This position seems uncomfortable. Please relax.”
“I-it’s fine. I’m comfortable in this position…”
Gezell didn’t return to his previous position but continued to observe Rensley from a close distance.
Does he want to kiss again? Rensley blinked, glancing at him, and Gezell reached out, touching the end of Rensley’s hair. The droplet that had formed on the hair fell with a soft sound.
“I was surprised when you suddenly cut your hair.”
“I’ll grow it back. Do you prefer longer hair?”
“Either is fine. Both suit you…”
“Then why were you surprised? Because it suits me too well?”
“Well… it might be.”
He mumbled, and Rensley shifted the topic. After all, they had entered the bedroom for a reason, and there was no intention of engaging in idle chatter.
“Your Grace, I will assist you in washing.”
“It’s alright. Sir Maelrosen, you’re not a servant, and there’s no need to wash me.”
“Not as a servant… No.”
Smiling, Rensley picked up the soap nearby. As he lathered it in the water, a faint scent filled the air.
With slippery hands, he massaged Gezell’s shoulders, as if giving him a massage. He slid his hands down to caress the firm chest, between the collarbone and the taut muscles, and even near the nipples, exploring his body with gentle touches while observing his expression.
Gezell furrowed his brow slightly, and Rensley, while removing the soap, glanced at him.
‘Not that I know much about it.’
Rensley muttered to himself. As they continued to wash each other, the distance between them gradually decreased.
His slick hand brushed between the shoulder blades. In the warm water, Rensley felt a pleasant shiver, taking a deep breath.
Gezell’s fingers traversed various parts of his body, gently touching his waist. Every time Gezell’s hands silently swept over his skin, Rensley swallowed a surprised breath at the sudden sensitivity.
Although he had some experience in secret rendezvous, where he had initiated caresses, he hadn’t received them often. There wasn’t much room for him to gauge which parts of his body were sensitive or if he was good at feeling it.
Gezell, too, exhaled a slightly heated breath, but no matter how you looked at it, he didn’t seem as excited as Rensley. Hesitating, Rensley submerged his hand, which had been exploring Gezell’s body, into the water.
“Your Grace, may I touch… your penis a bit?”
“What did you say?”
The surprised voice rose in response. Rensley quickly withdrew his hand from the water.
“Oh, is it not allowed?”
“…No. Do as you wish.”
At this point, Gezell would have understood the significance of this time. Rensley, exploring cautiously, touched what was submerged in the water. To his surprise, it was much larger than when he had seen it a short while ago.
‘Wow, this might not work.’
Rensley slowly fondled it with one hand, which was difficult to hold. As he did so, Gazelle’s face remained expressionless.
“Have you been saving such an impressive weapon until now?”
“What are you saying?”
“It’s nothing.”
Swallowing empty words, he moved his hands a bit faster. Perhaps there was nothing as effective as direct stimulation.
The touch of Gezell’s hand, along with the calling of his name, intensified the sensation.
“Sir Maelrosen…”
“Huh.”
Rensley let out an unintentional moan. Gezell’s hand suddenly grasped Rensley’s penis, catching him off guard.
“Ah, wait… Let me… just me…”
Although Rensley prided himself on having a considerable size, Gezell’s hand was excessively large. Unlike Rensley, who cautiously caressed, Gezell’s hand firmly grasped and rubbed without hesitation.
Electricity surged directly into his thigh. The sound of running water from the faucet echoed in his ears. Dizzy for a moment, Rensley forgot to move his hand and buried his face in Gezell’s shoulder.
“Uh, no, no… Just a moment, Your Grace.”
“Don’t you like it?”
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As Rensley shook his head, Gezell, with an indescribable expression, took his hand away. Taking a deep breath, Rensley decided to change the setting.
“How about moving to the bed?”
Sitting in the bathtub restricted their movements. To properly stimulate such a large thing, the bed would be more comfortable.
Gezell nodded as if to say it was fine. Even after they came out of the water, their bodies remained warm. Wiping off the moisture with a dry cloth and still not wearing an indoor robe, Rensley cautiously climbed onto the wide bed. Gezell followed suit.
Leaving the canopy curtain halfway open, the bed was now complete, neither too bright nor too dark. As the atmosphere became solemn, Rensley awkwardly asked, forcing a smile.
“Do you have any scented oils or something?”
“Yes, I do. I occasionally use it before going to bed.”
Rensley opened the lid of the oil bottle handed to him by Gezell. A faint fragrance, similar to what he had smelled in the bath, filled the air. Come to think of it, it felt somewhat similar to Gezell’s natural scent.
Pouring a generous amount into his palm, Rensley reached for Gezell’s penis again. As he slowly massaged it, he struck up a conversation.
“You mentioned learning bedroom etiquette before… What did you learn?”
“Well… mostly ways to conceive a child. I know roughly about sexual methods.”
“Did you not learn kissing techniques?”
“Kissing doesn’t make babies.”
‘That’s royal sex education for you.’ Before Rensley could ask further, Gezell kissed him again. Rensley was slightly taken aback by the sudden kiss, but he didn’t let go. With each touch of the oiled palm on his penis, there was a squelching sound. Even between the lips where the tongue moved back and forth, there was a moist sound.
“Ugh…”
Lost in the sensation of the deep and sometimes shallow exploration of his mouth, Rensley occasionally forgot to continue what he was doing below.
As Rensley’s movements became gradually stronger and faster, Gezell abruptly pulled away, his lips moist. With a light sigh, he said, “It won’t work.”
‘What?’
“You, Your Grace, just stay still now.”
Gezell removed Rensley’s hand. Before he could ask why, Gezell hugged him tightly and laid him down. Helpless, Rensley couldn’t push him away, nor could he face him directly, so he awkwardly placed his hands on Gezell’s chest.
“Ah…”
Before Rensley could ask why he was doing this, he could only make meaningless sounds. Unbeknownst to him, the hand that had been coated with oil was now squeezing him like a wrung-out cloth in the bathtub.
“No, please. Your Grace, don’t.”
“Why can you do it, but I can’t?”
“If you do this, if you do this, I’ll finish first… Ugh!”
Rensley bit his lip. Despite his desperate resistance, Gezell began moving his hand. The slippery hand, coated with oil, exerted pressure as it moved up and down his penis.
It was a sensation he hadn’t felt in a long time. He had thought he had been living comfortably since coming to Aldrant, but he hadn’t even tried self-pleasure due to his chronic tension. As someone else’s hand touched his penis, his body immediately heated up.
The sound of Gezell’s hand on his penis echoed, moving rapidly up and down. Rensley’s moans, despite trying to hold them back, couldn’t be suppressed. Whispers of “Stop…” couldn’t be voiced loudly. Despite his pleas, Rensley’s hands, initially trying to push Gezell away, ended up behind his shoulders, caressing the tight muscles of his back.
Gezell’s grip grew stronger. Transparent fluid, mixed with the oil, flowed from the tip of the penis. What initially sounded like gentle water now echoed like a rhythmic beat.
“Oh, Your Grace, please…! Now, really, truly…”
The hand that had stroked the damp penis grabbed the tip of the glans, causing Rensley’s hips to twitch.
Rensley–with his head thrown back–trembled all over. Warm fluid gushed out, flowing down generously from the pillar of flesh. He tried to hold it back by tensing his abdomen and buttocks, but once started, there was no stopping it. Despite this, Gezell’s hand didn’t release its hold on Rensley.
“Uh, ah…!”
Unable to face him directly, Rensley covered his face with both hands, shaking. He could only open his mouth.
“Ah, sorry….”
“Why apologize?”
“I-I should have ensured Your Grace was pleased first, but I… But Your Grace was also at fault! I told you not to, but you… even dirtying your hands…”
Even in his state of exhaustion, Rensley continued to complain without rest. Lowering his hands slightly, he observed Gezell’s expression. Curious about what expression Gezell might have, he noticed that Gezell seemed more excited than at the beginning.
It wasn’t too late. Although drained of energy after the climax, Rensley rose and spoke.
“Your Grace, I’ll take care of it this time.”
“I’m fine.”
“Why?”
It was strange to suddenly bear rejection after expressing himself so fervently. However, as Rensley faced the usual stern expression, he could guess the reason.
The peak sensation that had elevated his mood was gradually fading, giving way to a sobering feeling. A bitter smile escaped him.
“As expected, with me, it’s not to that extent…”
“Sir Maelrosen?”
“You said it’s strange to engage without feelings of affection, right?”
The cold tone asking whether they had engaged in physical relations without the sentiment of love still echoed in his memory. Gezell continued to insist that this marriage was genuine, and he had mentioned fulfilling his duties once married, so he probably agreed to this night as well. However, overcoming the instinctive aversion wouldn’t be easy.
“Come to think of it, that’s true. Even if you consider me as the Duchess, showing you this side of me… You must find it embarrassing, right? It might be better to wait until you truly find a real Duchess…”
“What are you talking about?”
“It’s okay, Your Grace. This is enough. I’m sorry for becoming a rogue who enjoyed himself thoroughly and then ended it. It’s embarrassing…”
“Sir Maelrosen, stop it.”
Looking somewhat awkward, he looked at the disheveled hair that hadn’t dried yet, his gaze avoiding direct eye contact.
“Understood. Stop saying such things.”
“What things?”
“Do what you intended to do.”
Saying this, Gezell’s gaze still avoided Rensley’s. Seemingly frozen in his expression, Rensley couldn’t help but speculate about the newly arising conjecture.
“Your Grace, by any chance…”
“What is it?”
“Is it embarrassing for you to expose yourself to my hands?”
Without providing an answer, Gezell furrowed his brow slightly. Only then did Rensley laugh at the action that finally met his gaze, pressing his lips tightly.
As if sensing Rensley’s mood, Gezell once again enveloped him. Pressing Rensley down beneath him, he furrowed his brow a bit more, and his voice, as if threatening, lowered.
“It’s not embarrassing.”
“It’s okay, Your Grace. Initially, it could be like that. Even now, it’s embarrassing for me. How dare I dirty Your Grace’s hands? It’s truly embarrassing. Ah, too embarrassing.”
While verbally expressing embarrassment, Rensley couldn’t hold back his giggles. From the closely attached man’s neck, low sounds of moaning emerged. The eyes that were usually cold and indifferent seemed to have a slight tint of red. Truly, Rensley couldn’t erase the smile from his face, encountering such an expression for the first time.
However, there was room to reconsider the words he had misunderstood.
Even if it’s true, to Gezell the Grand Duke, this is… his first experience. Originally, it should have been a sacred night, officially welcoming the Grand Duchess into his arms and executing the sexual union he had learned.
For a man who had devoted himself solely to scholarship and research, never glancing at anything else until he met his wife, this was truly his first time…
‘Is it too much to have his first experience with a fake Grand Duchess like me?’
Caught up in a feeling akin to sacrilege, Rensley was entangled in complex thoughts. Whether Gezell noticed this or not, he asked-
“What are you thinking?”
“Your Grace… If it’s okay with you…”
Rensley wasn’t sure if he was truly okay with it, but as with the start, his body was rushing forward, preceding his heart.
“Would you like me to… do it from behind?”
Stumbling through the conversation, he closed his mouth with embarrassment. Over the cheeks, his entire head felt as if it were boiling like a hot potato.
Lowering his eyes, he waited for a response that didn’t come. Even after some time passed, there was no answer. Rensley raised his gaze again. Once again, he met Gezell’s expression, which seemed not to understand what he was saying.
Even though it was embarrassing, to give such a detailed explanation…
Rensley inwardly groaned but continued hesitantly.
“So… if you don’t mind, you can do it from the back. I’ve never done it myself… but I’ve heard about it as a rumor. If you apply enough oil, it should be possible.”
Despite the kind explanation, only suspicion shone in Gezell’s pumpkin-colored eyes. It was only natural that he couldn’t be certain. Rensley hadn’t even thought about such a method once. Moreover, he was about to explain it in detail to him.
“It doesn’t seem convincing. It must be different from the genitals. Isn’t this just a groundless rumor?”
“Do you dislike it?”
“…We’re married, so I consider consensual unions between spouses as an obligation. However…”
The answer contained both the meaning of trying it even if he didn’t want to and resistance. The hesitant face became stern again. He sternly stated.
“But it doesn’t seem like the right method. It’s like an impulse during a ritual at dawn. You can’t act impulsively in this way. Sir Maelrosen should have relieved his desires as much as he wanted. This should be enough.”
“Yes? You said we could sleep together in the bedroom… Even if we don’t engage in sexual activities.”
“It’s fine. Initially, I didn’t have such actions in mind, but it seems there was a misunderstanding. I apologize.”
“Your Grace, even with what we have done so far, it’s already an abundant sexual union. It’s practically the same as a night together.”
“But it’s still different.”
Rensley furrowed his brows slightly and blinked. Somehow feeling discontented, he remained silent, and Gezell’s usual stern expression softened a bit.
“Do you really want to go to that extent?”
“Is Your Grace unwilling to go to that extent?”
“It’s a night with the Grand Duchess. I think it’s risky since I haven’t learned about male-male intercourse. I’d like to be better prepared before attempting it.”
“I understand. I’ve learned the theory, at least.”
Although the information gathered from the tavern was all he had, Rensley couldn’t help but think that the dynamics between men and women wouldn’t be much different.
“In the end, it’s about putting it in and moving, right? The process is probably the same anyway.”
If engaging in intercourse from behind is considered risky, then all the men in the world would just hold hands and share love. If you really want to find a risk, Gezell’s size stands out. It might hurt a bit. Still, even if it were a night with a woman, caution would be necessary.
“They said applying plenty of lubricant and taking it slow would be okay. It’s similar to when kids play and accidentally put their hands in tight spots; you use oil to get them out. It’s the same principle.”
“Is there a specific reason it has to be today?”
“Your Grace, creating the right atmosphere is crucial for sexual union. Once started, it’s important to finish well. Didn’t I mention earlier that I am your teacher in matters of the night?”
At his deciding to act like a teacher, Gezell raised his eyebrows slightly. Rensley, seeing Gezell’s lack of enthusiasm, felt a bit disheartened. Initially, he hadn’t thought about going so far as penetration, but stopping now felt like missing a chance with this stone-like man. Rensley’s heart had been pounding, and his body felt warm since a while ago, but the image of the Duke, remaining rational despite being undressed and lying together, began to feel eerie. Moreover, considering the duty as a spouse…
“Your Grace, are you engaging in this night with me out of a sense of duty?”
“Do I need another reason?”
“I… I like you, Your Grace.”
“I also like Sir Maelrosen.”
A refreshing response came unexpectedly to Rensley’s confession of affection. ‘This is not what I intended.’ Rensley wrapped his naked body in a blanket and sat up straight.
“I’m not talking about devotion to the lord or the affection for a benefactor. I’m talking about love. That’s how I feel now. If I were to compare my feelings for you using ten fingers, if three or four fingers are feelings of human fondness, then seven fingers are emotions of love. Your Grace doesn’t feel that way at all, right?”
“Love?”
Gezell widened his eyes a bit. He truly didn’t expect that. At the expression and tone that suggested he had no clue, Rensley felt a bit defeated. However, without stepping back, he continued the conversation.
“Lately, when I think of Your Grace, my heart races, and I want to see you constantly. I’ve never thought about kissing a man or spending a night, but now, I’m urging you in this way. Your Grace, if you truly have no such feelings for me, kissing me or touching my body… doing such things would be difficult, right? How do you feel when you think about me?”
“It feels good. Sir Maelrosen is a good person.”
“You don’t feel your heart racing, and you don’t constantly want to see me?”
“My heart doesn’t race, but when I thought you wouldn’t come anymore, I wanted to see you.”
“Well, then…”
Continuing his questioning, Rensley soon admitted to himself that he was conducting a leading interrogation. Even if he coaxed a response from the Duke suggesting there were emotions other than human fondness, what significance would it hold?
Gezell Jivendad is a ruler governing a nation, and rulers like him rarely have many friends. He was able to get along with Rensley for a while because he was a guest and an outsider. Anyone would feel a sense of loneliness when a close friend suddenly distances themselves and mingles with others. Connecting that emptiness to feelings of yearning was an excessive stretch.
Likewise, linking the lack of hesitation in engaging in sexual acts with an unquestioning emotion towards him was also a stretch. The Duke, who had no aversion to kissing a man and touching him, might simply be unaware due to lack of experience, or perhaps he naturally inclined towards exploring same-sex preferences.
Rensley sighed and mumbled, “I must be a materialist.”
“What are you suddenly talking about?”
He had never considered himself a noble person, but today, his visceral instincts seemed to resonate more strongly. Just because he liked Gezell didn’t mean they had to kiss and intertwine their bodies. Nevertheless, once the desire sparked, he couldn’t help but want to touch him more. Even if it was a bit risky, he wanted to experience it.
If that were the case, it seemed tonight couldn’t be passed over.
“Then I’ll do it. Your Grace, just lie down.”
“Do you really want to go that far?”
Gezell’s attitude remained unchanged, seemingly puzzled, but he showed clear vulnerability to Rensley’s advances. If he pushed a little more, it could easily happen.
As Rensley licked his firm abdomen, chest, and near his collarbone, he poured oil again. While chatting, he slowly moved his hand, holding onto the relaxed Gezell. The inside of his firm thighs twitched visibly. However, a restraining call interrupted the movement.
“Sir Maelrosen.”
“It’s my duty as a spouse.”
With a simple push, Gezell let out a short breath but did not try to stop Rensley any further. The oil poured almost like water, making a sound similar to a water splash in his palm. After caressing his penis a few times, Rensley smiled as he looked down at his penis.
“You may say you don’t like it with your mouth, but your body is honest.”
Gezell only slightly tightened his lips but didn’t respond. Well, with such an immediate reaction, he probably had nothing to say.
Rensley stood up. Pressing down on Gezell’s chest, he tilted him to lie down. Straddling his thighs, he said, “I’ll take care of it. Your Grace, just lie down without any worries.”
Even though it was his first time with a man, Rensley fell into the delusion that he was much more skilled than his partner. Smearing his lower body against the oil-slicked assets and thighs, he pressed his lower body against the crotch. The sensation of Gezell’s penis being pressed against his perineum felt surprisingly pleasant. As he was engulfed in the pleasure and excitement rising between bare skin, his breath quickly became labored.
Feeling thirsty, Rensley decided to act on his desire. Gezell, lying below, seemed to sense the same sensation, furrowing his brows slightly.
“Do you dislike it?”
“No, the feeling… has been good since the stable.”
“Thank goodness…”
Rensley lifted his hips slightly. There was a lot of oil between his buttocks. No matter how big it was, it should go in without any problems with this amount. It’s not like it’s a hole drilled into the wall; it’s going into a human body. There was no need to hurry; just take it slow.
Supporting Gezell’s penis with his hands, he lowered his hips. The sensation of the firm glans touching his buttocks gave him goosebumps. It suddenly struck him what he was about to do—a night he had never imagined in his entire promiscuous life, and that too with the king of the North.
Perhaps, he applied too much oil because the glans couldn’t penetrate properly and kept slipping. After a few futile attempts, a bead of sweat formed on his forehead.
“Shall I help?”
“Uh… then, instead of me, can you just hold the… glans in place?”
Although he had insisted on doing it alone, he ended up needing assistance. Gezell held his penis upright to prevent it from swaying. Rensley stretched both hands back, gently grabbing his buttocks and spreading them slightly. The small entrance hidden between the elastic buttocks was revealed.
Taking a deep breath, Rensley finally lowered himself properly. He felt the thick head of the Duke’s member penetrating deeply.
“Ugh…!”
He let out a moan before even considering whether it hurt or felt good. The feeling of his back being stretched so wide even before the glans fully entered was vividly overwhelming. Before he could feel any sensations of pain or pleasure distinctly, the notion that it might be irreversible started from the moment he began pushing deeper.
Stopping his movements and just blinking, Gezell embraced Rensley’s waist. He lifted himself slightly.
“Are you okay?”
“I’m fine. Let’s just take it slow…”
“I’ll help.”
“No, Your Grace. I’m fine. I can… manage.”
As Rensley’s waist was held by Gezell’s hand, there was a gradual increase in pressure. Oh, Rensley was sinking into agony while moaning sweetly.
‘It hurts! Really hurts!’
Despite the excessive oil, penetration wasn’t easy. After the initial entry, he was struggling to swallow up the glans and even the penis beneath.
But pain soon followed. The stretched flesh felt like it would tear apart, and the inner part that had never experienced penetration was engulfed in indescribable pain.
The body heated up not from pleasure but from the pain. Could it hurt this much? Rensley urgently grasped Gezell’s hand.
“S-Slowly… go slowly, Your Grace…”
“Your expression doesn’t look good… is it painful after all?”
However, it felt somewhat bitter to admit the pain honestly. Despite repeatedly suggesting to postpone for preparation, it ended up being a night arranged by his insistence, acting as if he was skilled.
Even though it was unnecessary to show weakness at this point, Rensley felt a hit to his pride. He forced a smile.
“Not at all… But, it’s my first time with a man…”
Preventing Gezell from pulling his waist closer, Rensley gradually lowered his body. It seemed like everything would fit now, but the Grand Duke’s substantial part seemed endless, no matter how much he swallowed. In reality, due to the hesitant movements, he hadn’t put in much, but from Rensley’s perspective, it felt that way. The pain and pressure that felt like his insides were being overturned didn’t seem to diminish.
It was impossible to take all of this inside.
Quickly deciding, Rensley raised his waist again, allowing what had entered to come out. The feeling of it slipping out was much more peculiar than when it entered. Rensley furrowed his brow slightly and, very slowly and briefly, moved his waist up and down to make sure his pillar could feel good inside.
“H-How is it?”
“I-I’m fine, but…”
Amid the low voice of his reply, a different breath mixed. Gazell’s hand gently caressed Rensley’s waist and thighs. A sweet touch overlapped with the pain. The sensation of pain and pleasure simultaneously overwhelming his body, Rensley didn’t know how to respond and trembled.
“Haah… Your Grace…”
“May I move too?”
“Uh? Well, that…”
Not given a proper answer, Gezell began lifting his waist little by little. The weapon, which had barely been pulled out, unexpectedly pierced deeper into his body.
“Hng…!”
A moment of dizziness struck with intense pain. Rensley bit his lip and tried his best to receive Gezell’s movements. Losing this battle would be a disgrace to his knighthood. At that moment, a warm whisper distinctly reached his ear.
“It feels good… Sir Maelrosen…”
“Ah… I feel good too, Your Grace…”
Rensley almost stammered in response. It was a lie, of course; it was purely pain, not any sense of sexual pleasure. However, it wasn’t a complete lie. Pain is pain, but at that moment, when Gezell whispered that he felt good, a tingling sensation spread through his lips.
“Ah, Your Grace! Wait, ahh…!”
However, the sense of mental accomplishment was short-lived. Whether it was due to Rensley’s response or not, Gezell’s movements suddenly intensified. As he exerted force and thrust his body vigorously, their connection deepened. The pain, reaching deep into his abdomen, made it hard to breathe. No sound came from Rensley’s open mouth.
The pain was unbearable, starting from where they joined and feeling like his body was being torn in half. Rensley had experienced blade cuts during sword training and had been whipped occasionally at the Cornia Royal Palace. Even then, he rarely cried, but enduring the prolonged torture of his most delicate part was an entirely different kind of agony.
“Haah, ah, ueek.”
Trying to endure somehow, Rensley clenched his fists and embraced the Grand Duke’s neck, but it was futile. Tears overflowed from Rensley’s eyes. It was embarrassing. Wanting to hide his tears, he buried his face in Gezell’s narrow shoulder.
However, it had the opposite effect. The more he exerted strength in the arm embracing his neck, and the more Rensley tried to muffle his sobs by rubbing his face against Gezell’s shoulder, the more Gezell’s movements intensified. Unable to endure any longer, Rensley let out a groan. His tear-soaked speech was crumpled.
“I-I’m sorry, Your Grace… Ah, it hurts…”
“…Hurts?”
Gezell’s movements abruptly stopped. Rensley nodded with his face still hidden. Even though he tried to conceal his tears, he couldn’t hide the sobbing. His voice carried the moist breath of crying.
“I’m really sorry. It hurts too much… I can’t take it anymore…”
“Oh.”
He seemed genuinely bewildered, whispered softly, and immediately lifted Rensley. Extracting something from his cramped space was also painful. After completely removing himself, Gezell laid Rensley down.
Hurting and embarrassed, Rensley couldn’t bring himself to meet the Grand Duke’s eyes. He raised his arms to cover his face, curled up like a tormented child.
Gezell bent down and embraced Rensley. Rensley, who was embraced by the solid body and felt the warm body temperature, finally removed his arms and looked at him.
“I’m sorry. I didn’t know it hurt.”
“No… I pretended to be fine…”
“But it wasn’t good, was it? It was painful?”
‘I liked it.’
As if there were subtle curiosity in his face, indicating that such an ending might be written, Rensley smiled faintly, even as tears welled in his eyes. Trying not to disappoint Gezell, who had experienced this for the first time, Rensley decided to add a well-intentioned lie.
“It was good at first. But… since it’s my first time with a man, it hurts when Your Grace moves too forcefully.”
“I’m sorry. I should have been careful.”
“No, I’m the one who’s sorry. Your Grace was right. I must have been too impulsive…”
Rensley couldn’t help but utter a groan. His wet pronunciation was heavily muffled.
“I apologize sincerely, Your Grace… It’s too painful…”
Even though the connection had been broken, the pain didn’t immediately subside. He carefully checked to see if everything was properly closed at the back. Fortunately, there seemed to be no tearing or damage. Gezell’s expression filled Rensley with a sense of victory.
“Let’s try again tomorrow. I don’t want to end it like this.”
“Tomorrow is too soon. It will strain your body.”
“It’s okay. I will make sure to show Your Grace the joy of the night tomorrow.”
“I already know enough.”
“No, you haven’t properly tasted it yet.”
Gezell, who had been quietly watching the giggling Rensley, suddenly bowed deeply. Their faces approached, and their lips met.
The kiss was delightful, and Rensley embraced his back. Biting each other’s lips, entwining their tongues, they licked the smooth and tender mucous membranes. The pain that had lingered gradually subsided by the deep and prolonged kiss.
Amidst the deepening kiss, Rensley turned his face with a smile.
“Oh, no. If we continue, I’ll want more.”
“Shall I touch you with my hands?”
“No, thank you. I’m done with being the only one exposed.”
Gezell briefly kissed Rensley’s lips and rose. They both headed back to the bathtub and washed away the sweat, fluids, and oil that remained with the remaining clean water.
After spreading another clean sheet over the slightly damp bed due to the oil, they lay down. Although the act itself ended in failure, lying naked on a bed felt like being a real couple.
Even though it was just a brief penetration, it had still taken a toll on their bodies. As they lay on the bed, drowsiness washed over them. Today had been quite eventful. Rensley covered himself with a blanket and smiled, bidding good night.
“Good night, Your Grace.”
“Good night.”
Having succeeded in the initial act tonight, he believed that he could succeed in the entire process tomorrow. ‘Stay strong, Rensley Maelrosen.’
Rensley closed his eyes with determination. Just before falling asleep, he felt a gentle touch carefully caressing his head. Even in his sleep, a faint smile appeared on his face.
These two are such a fools 😂.
The teacher needs teaching. 😂😂
Gezell saying its okay , my Duke you haven’t tasted it yet !! Just have it , then you can’t go back anymore 💦
Gezell is too pure , I feel like bullying him too haha 😆
Practise all you want !!! I feel they’ll act like rabbits later 💋
Thank you for soooo muchy for hot meal 👄
Rabbits… they will be (¬‿¬)
And you’re so welcome! Glad you enjoyed the meal~! 👩🍳🔥
Well that was an unexpected Christmas gift (´⊙ω⊙`)
Thank you sm for the chapter~~ mua♡mua♡
So happy you enjoyed it! ʚ♡⃛ɞ(ू•ᴗ•ू❁)
Oh man, indeed, Rensley was a bit impulsive, but he’s not to blame, he was too excited, hope their next time can be more enjoyable for both of them!
Thanks for the update :3!!!!
Ur welcomeeee <33333
Man , that was soooo good ! I just giggled through the whole chapter. I loved every bit of it. Gezell is literally so pure , I adore him. And Rensley, my dear, calm down a bit. XDThank you so much for the update.
ur welcomeee💛💛💛
Omg this was such a treat 😳😍
These two are progressing rather in a quick pace !! Hehe Gazell will be smitten