By Zephyria 
A whispering, yet wary voice. It was definitely his brother’s. But wasn’t he alone?
Ero, who had been blinking with his back pressed against the wall, cautiously craned his neck like a turtle. He had instinctively hidden himself, but he was confused whether his brother knew he was there and was asking to confirm.
Of course, it was quite different from his brother’s usual tone or voice. It was like he had heard something he shouldn’t have…
“Don’t mind it.”
‘Huh.’
Ero, who had pulled his head back at the quiet voice, raised his hand and covered his mouth. He wondered if he had misheard it, but there was another person over there. Moreover, the low voice sounded somewhat familiar.
“How can I not mind, um…”
A suppressed nasal sound leaked out. The flow was unnatural, as if they were simply having a conversation. Following that, a suggestive sound that stimulated the imagination tickled his ears. Smack, smack. It was as clear as a drop of water falling into a stagnant puddle, yet it was impure enough to make the space seethe.
“I told you it’s okay. No one’s coming.”
‘It doesn’t sound okay at all!?’
Ero’s eyes spun around as he hid behind the wall, overwhelmed by all sorts of fantasies. The intuition of a back alley errand boy told him that he shouldn’t be here right now.
As he became anxious, sweat trickled down his forehead along with the humid air. As he looked around, he nudged the towels stacked next to him with his elbow. After deliberately dropping a few on the floor, he shuffled his feet to spread them out appropriately.
It was just as he was about to step on them and move away stealthily.
“Ugh… it hurts.”
Leonardo’s groan flowed out like a sigh. Ero, who had been possessed by a sewer rat, suddenly stopped walking.
“It hurts again?”
‘Again, he said?’
Someone was in pain, but the man’s voice was laced with laughter.
Ero, who was perking up his ears to grasp the situation, frowned.
‘Is that something to laugh about?’
Feeling inexplicably angry on his behalf, he suddenly recalled his brother saying that his wrist was stiff. A man should endure groans even in painful moments… Even though he acted strong in front of his teammates, the extent of his injury might be serious. He had endured tremendous impact throughout the game, and the types of medicine he took in the medicine bag were also diverse.
As his thoughts reached that point, he began to think that he might have misunderstood. It seemed necessary to confirm whether it was an emergency situation or not. Furthermore, it was true that his brother had told him to bring the spray pain reliever, so he had to deliver the medicine at least before leaving.
‘Let’s just check, just for a moment.’
Ero, who had persuaded himself, subtly turned his body. He didn’t know what impulse it stemmed from, but he kept adding excuses as he stuck close to the pillar leading to the powder room. In that state, he slithered like a shadow until he was right in front of the corner.
As he stretched out his neck and glanced at the mirror in front of the washstand, which was placed diagonally, two figures reflected at a perfect angle caught his eye.
‘Gasp.’
A hazy steam that filled his vision, though it was unclear where it was coming from, and two men entangled in the center of it. Above all, they were in a very close state, as if they were about to become one.
His face flushed in an instant, as if he had captured a forbidden relationship.
‘Wh-what is this.’
The atmosphere was too sticky to be simply examining an injury. Ero barely managed to close his gaping jaw.
He could only see the back of the person wearing the gown, but he had the same blonde hair as his brother. Moreover, it was clear that he was the one standing and bending over, but perhaps because the other person’s shoulders were so broad as he sat and received him. It was as if the gold would be entirely swallowed by his long, firm arms.
Moreover, the other person’s build was much larger than his brother’s, and the palms supporting the golden head, as well as the size of his shoes, were extraordinary.
‘A uniform?’
Ero craned his neck to see more clearly. But the moment he spotted a wristwatch under the cuff, the thug who was exploring the blonde hair glanced up. Then, he stared coldly at the mirror in front of him.
‘…!’
In an instant, Ero felt like his whole body had frozen. That was because his blue eyes met his own, who happened to be peeking at the scene of the secret affair, at once.
But the other person didn’t show any signs of embarrassment. Rather, he didn’t avoid eye contact and buried his lips and nose in the wet blonde hair.
He bit the exposed white skin as if he had intended to, and gestured with his eyes.
As if saying, ‘Look straight.’
Ero knew that face very well.
Click—
The sound of the door frame joining together was heard from the locker room beyond the wall. Leonardo, who had been burying his lips in the firm jawline, suddenly raised his head. He pushed Hugo’s shoulder away with his Gold Eyes pupils fully contracted, and tried to walk in the direction where he felt the presence.
If only Hugo hadn’t grabbed his arm after wiping his lips with his thumb.
“I spread them as you ordered, you should concentrate.”
“Didn’t you hear that sound just now?”
Leonardo asked in a rather uneasy tone. Then, Hugo hardened his lips and stood up from the countertop he had been sitting on.
“Wait here for a moment.”
He pushed Leonardo behind him and walked towards the locker room first, scanning the surroundings. As soon as he turned the corner, something tripped him up at his feet.
“……”
The spray pain reliever and various medicines lying on the floor were the cause.
The aluminum container that had been kicked by his shoe was rolling sideways. However, the towels scattered on the floor acted as a rug, so the noise didn’t echo. Hugo, who had raised one eyebrow, bent down and picked it up.
Then, after waving his hand once, all the doors leading from the locker room to the hallway were locked.
Hugo shook the spray pain reliever a few times and turned around to show it to Leonardo.
“It seems someone was here. It looks like they just left.”
“Someone was here? But why—.”
Leonardo, who paused the moment he confirmed what was in his hand, rubbed his forehead. Even when Agrizendro had come, he had greeted him thinking it was Ero, so why hadn’t he thought that the guy might come in?
He was a quick-witted and perceptive guy, so it wouldn’t be difficult for him to get a master key through a related person even if the door was locked.
‘Shit, did he see it? Ha… why am I like this these days.’
He was too careless. How should he explain this? He couldn’t say that he was in that kind of relationship with the Council Commander. He wasn’t loose-lipped, but he wasn’t a relationship that he could trust unconditionally either. What if he leaked information to a reporter who approached him for money?
Leonardo, whose head was briefly complicated, stared blankly at the spray pain reliever before suddenly raising his head and glaring at Hugo.
“You said no one would come. Weren’t you sure you locked it?”
“I meant they wouldn’t come this far. And they didn’t, actually.”
Hugo tapped the floor a couple of times with his toes. Leonardo, who was speechless at the brazen answer, swept back his hair.
“Why are you so carefree? What if they saw?”
“That wouldn’t be so bad either.”
“What?”
As he retorted in an absurd tone, Hugo strode over and wrapped his arms around Leonardo’s waist.
“If possible, I’d like you to tell your teammates.”
“…?”
“More than that, were you really in pain somewhere? What’s this pain reliever for?”
Hugo, who had changed the subject, supported the back of his thighs as they were and lightly lifted his supple body. Leonardo’s two legs, which were floating in the air against his will, flailed back and forth as if embarrassed. Hugo moved to the mirror in front of him and carefully sat him on the wooden table prepared on one side.
Leonardo, who had suddenly been decorated like an expensive porcelain doll, stared blankly at His Excellency with his arms behind him.
“What are you doing?”
He must have been trying to figure out what he was thinking, but the way he looked with his brow furrowed in disarray was quite provocative. Hugo reached out to the subject in the artwork he had arranged and cupped his cheeks first. Then, without delay, he swallowed his lips and rubbed the tip of his nose. Hmm, a groan of displeasure leaked out, but the voice that was fully swayed by the situation was pleasant to hear.
As he intimately rummaged through his mouth and teased the tip of his cherished tongue, his fluttering eyelashes responded faithfully. Meanwhile, Hugo’s other hand groped the thighs that were gaping open under the gown.
As he grabbed his thighs as if kneading rice cake, his muscles stiffened and a clear handprint was imprinted starkly. The shameless trajectory was gradually crawling higher. It was less than a hand span away from figuring out the situation in the heated thigh gap.
“Wait—.”
Leonardo, who had been half-closing his eyes and responding, turned his head to the side with a panting breath. Hugo’s lips slid along his jawline, and eventually bit his earlobe and fell off. Hugo, who was slowly getting annoyed by the repeated interruptions, narrowed his eyes.
Even so, he pretended to be as affectionate as possible.
“I need to see where it hurts.”
Leonardo, who was leaning his head against the mirror, looked up at the other person as if looking down on him with a haughty posture, even as he gasped for breath.
“I’m sorry, Your Excellency. I’m not in the mood to play doctor right now.”
Then, he lifted the leg caught in the large hand and boldly pressed the Duke’s lower abdomen with his foot. He gave it a moderate amount of force to create distance and asked with his head tilted halfway.
“You knew, didn’t you? That there was someone outside.”
He thought it was strange that he kept biting his ears and neck. He thought it was because they were his favorite spots, but now he saw that it was a trick to blur his senses. He was originally reckless at times, but Leonardo couldn’t understand His Excellency’s actions today, who was acting even more selfish than usual.
“That it was my teammate too.”
His blue eyes rolled over the offensive instep that was guarding his approach. There were many things to endure in order to tame a wild beast, but each time, the authority of the aristocrat was being eroded in a new form. However, the precarious feast of carnal desire under the rolled-up gown was not bad as compensation.
The water droplets on his transparent skin, and the small puddles created by the flowing streams pooling on the wooden countertop. The shadows reflected on the rippling surface… were truly sensual.
Leonardo, conscious of his gaze, lowered his leg slightly and asked again.
“You did that on purpose, didn’t you?”
Hugo, who had been making eye contact, slowly bent down and covered both of his hands on the back with his palms. Then, the warm breath that slowly approached tilted back the blonde hair that was cast over his face.
He kissed his round forehead and sharp eyebrows in turn. Then, he smiled and answered calmly.
“Yeah.”