By Zephyria 
For a moment, Leonardo’s thoughts ground to a halt, and he froze with his lips pressed against Hugo’s. Then, the hand gripping his narrow jaw pulled his face closer. Leonardo’s shoulder, which had been glancing away, was pressed down, and a surge of cool water poured into his mouth.
“Mmph…!”
Unable to manage the sudden flood, clear liquid leaked through the gaps in his teeth. Frowning, Leonardo’s throat bobbed as he puffed out the cheek held by the man. However, Hugo, who had been stirring through the mucous membranes, soon snatched his tongue, pressed it down, and breathed air into him.
“Kgh, hng—”
Whether he accepted even that rough kiss as an act of intercourse, his throat opened instinctively.
The splashing water mixed with saliva and slid down his esophagus in gulps.
Unaware of the reason, Leonardo was quite bewildered by this act. But he soon realized that even while being hit by the stream of water, he had been suffering from a burning thirst.
The blue deep sea looking down at him diagonally quenched that thirst as if seeing through everything. Though the sensation touching the base of his tailbone soon gave birth to a new bewilderment.
“Phew, ha—!”
Turning his head, Leonardo released the breath he had been holding. At that, the man’s hand that had been cupping his face let go, as if he had finished his business. Instead, it slid down to wrap around his spine and waist. Gripping the slender flank to gauge the size, the hand erotically stroked the protruding ilium over the gown.
Then, he firmly grabbed the pushed-out buttocks with both hands.
“Hat, wait—”
Leonardo’s spine stiffened with a start. As the large palms clung damply to his skin, his glutes trembled finely at the indescribable sensation. The leisurely touch, enjoying the tremors, drifted along the rounded curves as if engraving fingerprints.
Eventually, it slid beside the hip joint and squeezed a handful of the outer buttock.
“Ah—!”
Between the long fingers, the pale and plump flesh rose temptingly. Leonardo took a short breath and reached his hand behind his back.
“H-Hugo….”
As he called out in a plaintive voice and grabbed the left wrist, the teasing touch faltered. Leonardo gazed with an anxious look at the man pressed tightly against his back.
“…Are you going to do it, now?”
Hugo looked down with a quiet gaze, like a predator waiting for the right moment.
The valley of the buttocks was already spread wide by the thumb pressing firmly into it. The stream of water pouring through that gap swept across the center line between the anus and the perineum, causing Leonardo to shut his eyes tight and twist his pelvis. It was an attempt to shift his center of gravity forward, but once his lower body was captured, he would no longer be able to move by his own will.
Watching those fluttering movements from behind, Hugo slowly leaned his upper body forward.
“Does it still hurt?”
“Ah-ut—”
Pushing the blonde hair aside with the tip of his nose, he lightly bit the earlobe. As he rubbed his chest against the twitching shoulder blades, a transparent reaction caused the shoulders to shrug. Hugo deliberately inhaled at the spot behind the ear where the body scent pooled.
If humans had pheromones, this would be the place where they were most concentrated. Fortunately, the unpleasant, fishy smell of the orca that had been soaked into Leonardo’s clothes was gone.
Instead, it was filled with the clear scent of water that he had scattered.
Hugo buried his lips against the cheek of the beauty covered in his traces and murmured.
“Why are you shaking so much, when I’m making you warm.”
“Ngh… ut.”
He asked nonchalantly in a tender voice. Even so, he pressed his boiling penis firmly against the gap in the thin, fragile skin. A ‘hik’ sound escaped Leonardo’s teeth. As the glutes tightened, the soft flesh folded in from both sides as if wrapping around the shaft.
Even Hugo, who had been pretending to be composed, felt the blunt masseter muscle tighten in his jaw at that moment.
“Kgh….”
His handsome eyebrows furrowed, and a deep sigh escaped through his tightly closed lips. Because the sensation was more stimulating than expected, the penis that had been erect for quite some time became so hard it was almost painful.
‘If it’s like this, I really can’t hold back.’
The pre-cum flowing from the glans dropped onto Leonardo’s lower back and flowed down the recessed erector spinae. Eventually, it disappeared, drawing a curve through the gap of the buttocks.
Hugo narrowed his eyes and watched the sight obsessively. Below the clean and sharp waistline, the gently swelling buttocks twitched while cradling his member. The sight of the tightly interlocking lust gradually stripped away his reason.
He had barely managed to control his breathing, but he had reached his limit. Spreading the elastic flesh to the left and right, he rubbed his phallus as if to engrave it.
“Ah-huk—”
As he moved his hips back and forth, Leonardo’s heels lifted intermittently, pushed by the weight. The seductive rear view swayed along with the gown that had slipped down. The golden back of the head pressed against the wall as he took in trembling breaths. Turning his head halfway, he fumbled to push Hugo’s lower abdomen away.
“N-no, you can’t.”
“…Why?”
“I, I’m not loosened up at all yet, and here… hng.”
He didn’t want to ruin the mood, but Leonardo had no choice but to protest urgently. It was because he feared that His Excellency, who seemed unfamiliar with men, might just shove that monstrous thing in as it was.
However, every time the buttocks, with the cock sandwiched in the middle, were kneaded, his tongue twisted from a strange feeling.
“You, said you had to go to the, meeting….”
It resembled anxiety and fear masked as euphoria. Leonardo couldn’t explain this feeling even to himself. It wasn’t exactly a pleasant emotion.
“Haa, then should I not do it?”
“No… it’s not that.”
As the golden rims of his eyes fluttered, showing clear signs of nervousness, Hugo’s eyes gradually grew red with heat. Although he had no intention of stopping and asked for his consent while pretending to be respectful until the end, it was hard to endure any longer while looking at a face that stimulated his sadistic urges.
The seafoam rising like waves became similar to the reddish afterimages of lava. Harboring that desire in his eyes, Hugo pulled his waist back, a vein popping on his forehead.
Soon, he hugged Leonardo across the waist and chest, and pressed a kiss to the flushed temple.
“It won’t hurt.”
Pretending to consider his inner feelings, he aimed the tip of his stiffly erect penis, sliding it against the perineum. He brought the splayed bare feet back together to stand in his shoes.
Just like that, he drove it in, grazing beneath Leonardo’s wet scrotum.
“Ah-huuuk—!”
With a thud, the lower abdomen collided with the butt cheeks. Startled, Leonardo gripped Hugo’s sleeve.
“Ugh, hah….”
A sobbing sound escaped, suppressed by the pressure, and his arched back and wide eyes trembled violently. The feeling of being ruthlessly penetrated in an instant by the member of His Excellency, whom he had trusted, was closer to a shock than intense arousal.
Sssss—
A searing heat spread across his skin in an instant. Then, the pouring stream of water temporarily evaporated, spreading steam. Leonardo reflexively tightened his sphincter and inner thighs. Consequently, Hugo’s penis, buried in the folds of flesh, was squeezed as if it would burst.
“Hng… kgh, Leo….”
A sound never before heard from His Excellency escaped. The agonizing sigh soon turned into a groan as he collapsed onto Leonardo’s shoulder.
It was a rough breath that was difficult to imagine from him.
“Leo, ugh… it’s hot.”
Hugo murmured in a damp voice, firmly gripping the outside of the thigh he had penetrated. At that signal, Leonardo quickly extinguished his body temperature, but the shower room lights flickered due to the surge of Magic Power.
Barely enduring the weight pressing down from behind while trembling, he looked down with a wavering gaze.
He could see the thick head pushing out from beneath his own twitching penis. Positioned like the head of a thick snake, it seemed that several knuckles’ worth of length still remained despite having penetrated between his legs. Milky fluid seeped from the glans, washed away by the stream of water. And his own, positioned above it, was not much different.
The two penises, temporarily rubbing together, stretched the sticky fluids between them.
It wasn’t even a real insertion, yet both vibrated lightly as if they had come as soon as they touched.
“Hah, haah….”
The tension that had been pushed to the limit burst from Leonardo’s loosely parted lips. Breathing heavily, he closed his eyes tightly at the obscene wetness brushing against his groin. As a dull pleasure spread coldly to his scalp, he buried his forehead against the back of his hand resting on the wall.
“Ah-hut, ah….”
The glans, the size of a child’s fist, repeatedly disappeared into the gap of his tightly pressed thighs and pushed back out. He hadn’t known that such a large thing could pass beneath his pelvis, which wasn’t wide like a woman’s. The thick rim of the glans caught tightly on the skin it pulled along with every movement, leaving vivid marks before disappearing.
To think he would experience the violation of the inner walls so indirectly. Where it had passed, His Excellency’s ejaculate remained like the traces of a gang rape. Without any meaning in clearing the path, the gap between the thighs closed completely.
Instead, the seminal fluid leaking everywhere stained his groin messily. Every time that happened, Leonardo, soaked in lewdness, shook his waist to the rhythm. In the process, his scrotum was pushed and rubbed, crushed against His Excellency’s damp pubic hair.
“…Why, didn’t you—.”
“Haa, ha… what?”
Hugo, hugging the elegant body line from behind, buried his face in the nape of the neck and continued the instinctive piston motion. Pushed by that force, Leonardo’s body swayed, unable to keep its balance. Before long, Hugo embraced the supple body fully with both arms.
“…Wasn’t it, hat, to put it in, that you did this?”
Every time he slammed his lower body forward, the wet flesh collided with a ‘chap, chap’ sound. The rhythm matched quite well. Every time the flesh thinly covering the muscle squeezed the glans, Hugo’s lower body trembled helplessly. He was subconsciously nervous that he might mistakenly find the hole that wasn’t ready yet.
“Hmm… ah, that is….”
The dim lights of the shower room floated like stars. The two men’s breathless sighs intertwined.
Hugo caressed Leonardo’s flat abdomen, which he had been cupping with his palm. Eventually, his hand moved past the solar plexus to the area below the chest.
“Ha-ut, eu—.”
As he tormented him by pinching the nipple with his fingers, a steady reaction was transmitted through the spine and thighs. Hugo then gripped Leonardo’s left breast as if lifting it upward. It was merely skin covering a flat pectoral muscle, but there was more flesh to grab than before.
Following the subtle gestures as if caressing a woman’s breast, the prominent nipple twitched and flickered up and down. Looking down at the sight over the shoulder, Hugo whispered into Leonardo’s ear.
“When you get a bit healthier, then.”
Leonardo shuddered and gazed at the blue eyes from the corner of his vision.
It sounded as if he were saying he would fatten him up enough before eating him, and Leonardo swallowed hard at the ambiguous meaning of that act.