Chapter 33 – ​33

‘There’s ​no ​way ​Euro ​Leches, ​a ​man obsessed with ​women, ​would ​easily ​climb ​atop another man.’

In truth, ​even ​that thought was ​a result of ​the ​love ​drug ​flattening ​Melione’s ​capacity for reason, ​but ​for ​someone already intoxicated, ​there was something else ​more important.

Though ​it was ​merely a ​dream, Euro ​had ​brazenly ​used his body ​for the ​purpose of masturbation.

“I’ve never ​been this backed up ​before.”

Ever since the curse ​began to ​consume ​his body day by day, sexual ​desire had become practically ​non-existent ​for ​him. ​He ​had given up ​on having ​children ​from the start, ​and ​as his body weakened, the ​idea of ​intimacy ​never even crossed ​his ​mind.

To ​give ​a ​more realistic ​reason, ​no one ​wanted to sleep with a human possessed ​by a curse ​like him.

There was ​no way anyone would ​throw themselves ​at him for ​a ​single night of ​pleasure, knowing that ​the spouses ​of ​the Dukedom ​all ​died of ​mysterious ​illnesses.

Knowing this, ​he ​had ​never looked at ​anyone ​with sexual ​desire. ​And ​the ​same went for Euro.

So why was he having a dream like this? It was utterly bizarre. Even after seeing Euro clumsily grinding on top of him, he chose to pull him down rather than push him away.

Part of it was because the sight of Euro squirming [Read on Read BL Novels]alone atop him strangely aroused him, but it [stolen content]was also because [Read on Read BL Novels]he felt, oddly, as if his head had cleared.

Even the agonizing headache that had clung to him so relentlessly had eased. It wasn’t that he was completely pain-free, but for Melione, who had always been trapped in suffering, this level of pain was practically nothing.

Furthermore, as he watched Euro masturbate alone, he felt as if his strength was gradually returning. Simultaneously, the sensations in his lower body became vivid, and a sexual impulse surged.

Melione quirked an eyebrow as he looked at Euro, who was staring back at him with a blank expression. He liked that face to an incomprehensible degree.

“You came quite a lot.”

Melione swept his palm across his stomach. Thick semen tangled between his fingers. Euro flinched at the sight, his face flushing red.

“How does it feel to shove mine in and come? Did you like it?”

Melione reached out with a hand glistening with Euro’s semen and grasped Euro’s half-wilted member. Euro hurriedly grabbed Melione’s wrist.

“N-no, stop.”

“Why?”

“……Haah!”

“You secretly shoved someone else’s cock in and even masturbated.”

“Ugh, hng! Ah!”

“I can’t even touch the mess you made thanks to me?”

Having ejaculated once, the hypersensitive organ began to twitch and swell within Melione’s grip. A faint smile touched his lips at the honest reaction.

Euro lost his strength under Melione’s gentle touch and collapsed onto his upper body.

“Hng, no… Ah, ah.”

Their bodies pressed tightly together, and Euro gasped for pleasure, unaware that he was moaning right into Melione’s ear.

At this, Melione removed the hand that had been playing with Euro’s member, wrapped his arms around him, and flipped him over in one swift motion. Their positions were completely reversed.

Euro looked up at the Duke with wide eyes. He felt the plush duvet against his back, and Melione grabbed Euro’s knees, spreading them wide and pushing his body between his legs.

The insertion became significantly deeper, and Euro tilted his head back, grimacing.

“Haghk!”

“This is a pretty decent dream.”

“Ahk, ha! Slo-slowly. Uuuugh!”

“My head is clear.”

“Hah, hng…….”

“Funny, isn’t it?”

With every powerful, rhythmic thrust, Euro shook helplessly and squeezed his eyes shut.

Funny my ass! It was all thanks to him. Not only was the song of healing working well, but the physical contact seemed to be maximizing its effect.

Since the Duke was explaining it so freely, Euro didn’t have to fret over whether it was working or not, which was a relief. However, Euro was currently preoccupied with other sensations.

The feeling of insertion, which he had initially thought was just ‘entering,’ was becoming strangely distorted. He had wondered why the sensation of being filled felt so pleasant after ejaculating, but as the movement fiercely scraped against his sensitized inner walls, his lower abdomen tightened.

As the act shifted from pain to something that evoked pleasure, his body began to grow feverish. The sensation of his thighs clashing violently against the rough movements, and the force that forcibly parted his thick inner walls, made the string of his reason fray.

But he couldn’t lose consciousness. If he fell asleep naked beside Melione, his plan to say, ‘Actually, it was all a dream,’ would be ruined.

Thus, Euro desperately kept his eyes open and steadied his mind. However, the [unauthorized copy]tidal wave of pleasure threatening to consume his entire body was not visit our sitesomething one could endure while sane.

It seemed his strength had truly returned; the movements were so rough that Euro wondered if this man was actually the one who was supposed to be sick. Scented oil flowed down the crease of his buttocks, and the sound of skin clashing with every heavy thrust was wet and visceral.

Euro writhed and gasped for air, and as he was pushed further toward the headboard, he instinctively wrapped his arms around Melione’s neck.

“Haa-ugh!”

He could feel the fine texture of the man’s hair beneath his arms. Melione did not shake off Euro’s clinging touch; instead, he supported Euro’s waist and continued to move.

Euro’s erotic moans poured into his ear. He thought it was amusing that Euro made such sounds. Euro’s face, neck, and ears were flushed bright red—just like the color of his hair.

“Since it’s a dream, tell me.”

Melione asked, thrusting as he pleased while holding onto Euro’s limp body.

“What your real… goal is.”

Melione spoke slowly, exhaling a long breath. The sensation of the inner walls wrapping around him—fittingly, yet strongly, as if they had already shaped themselves to him—blurred his vision.

His own chest burned with a sense of refreshment he hadn’t felt in a long time and the surging pleasure. The sensation felt in his member was intense every time he drove himself in as if crushing the depths.

Euro, held in Melione’s arms amidst the fierce fucking, could do nothing but shed helpless tears. It didn’t hurt, but his heart [unauthorized copy]was pounding so hard it felt visit our siteas if it had dropped into his lower abdomen, making it unbearable.

“It can’t be just because you like a man’s body.”

“……Haa, ugh.”

“To just… mix skin like this…….”

He narrowed his eyes as he spoke. The moment he thrust himself deeply into Euro, the interior, which had been fluttering, tightened around him more strongly than ever, as if trying to sever him.

At the same time, Euro, trembling in his arms, suddenly gripped his hair tightly. Melione let out a groan at the intense sensation. Simultaneously, semen surged out from the front of Euro.

“Haa-ugh, ah, ah…….”

The inner walls had become completely heated from the prolonged thrusting. The moment Melione scraped and thrust upward against the deepest point, Euro was seized by an indescribable sensation and reached a climax.

Melione hugged Euro’s body tightly—as if preventing him from escaping—and dove even deeper inside.

Then, with himself pushed in to the root, he moved shallowly, as if crushing the specific spot where Euro felt the most pleasure with the glans. Euro’s eyes snapped open in shock.

“N-no, I just… Ah, haah!”

Because a strong force held him fast, Euro couldn’t even flee. Hugging him tightly unauthorized copyaround the neck, Euro gasped stolen contentand gripped his shoulder, before quickly regaining his composure.

It would be problematic if he left a scratch on the man’s body. Ultimately, Euro turned his head away and reached down to clutch the sheets. The white fabric crumpled messily under his grip.

Melione, having laid Euro completely flat on the bed, pressed close, putting his full weight on him. Disheveled long blonde hair flowed over Euro’s body, tickling his skin.

“Haa…….”

Melione focused silently on the pleasure flooding into him. Feeling Euro’s pulsing inner walls, he increased the speed of his thrusts.

Euro burst into tears, sobbing as he held the sheets, and raised a hand to cover his own mouth.

No one could know about this encounter. Not Melione, who believed it was a dream, nor any of the servants. Thus, the erupting moans and gasping sobs were all sucked back down into his throat.

Eventually, Melione ejaculated while tightly hugging the head of the sobbing, mouth-covered Euro. At the same time, Euro, reaching a climax once more from the persistent insertion, curled his toes tightly and squeezed his eyes shut.

ꕥ ꕥ ꕥ

Melione snapped his eyes open and pushed back the duvet to sit up. Seeing the faint light filtering through the curtains, it seemed it was no longer night.

Instinctively, Melione turned his head to check the spot beside him. However, Euro, who should have fallen asleep with him, was nowhere to be seen. Frowning at the empty space, he got out of bed and yanked open the thick curtains.

Outside, it seemed morning had long since arrived, as bright sunlight poured in, making his eyes sting. Squinting, Melione turned [Read on Read BL Novels]stolen contentand immediately opened the curtain behind the bed.

This revealed the door connecting his bedroom to the space that had now become Euro’s room. He grabbed the doorknob and turned it with a somewhat rough hand, but when the door didn’t open, clicking shut, he grit his teeth in irritation.

“Ha, fuck…….”