HEO 129

Through a single thin layer of fabric, Silver’s hot body heat was transmitted directly. Even the sensation of the rough, hard calluses characteristic of a warrior, embedded in every joint of his fingers, felt as if it were piercing the skin.

The thought that he should push Silver away crossed his mind, but his body wouldn’t budge. Instead, fluid gathered at the glans, soaking the fabric. Even to Wolf himself, it was an explicit sight.

“Hmm…?”

Silver let out a low groan and slowly pushed his upper body up. Narrowing his eyes, he stared silently at the thick outline of the cock bulging against Wolf’s thigh. His face showed not a hint of shame; instead, it held a somewhat peculiar, pure curiosity, like that of someone discovering a new constellation in the night sky or observing an unfamiliar knot.

Soon, Silver slightly loosened his grip on Wolf’s genitals. Then, he quickly gripped them firmly again, shifting the angle to grope around. The movement was similar to how one would check if the handle of a newly forged axe from a smithy fit well in the hand.

“It’s hard,” Silver murmured.

“How does it get stiff just by touching it? Fucking fascinating.”

Wolf closed his eyes. He counted to twenty in his head and opened them again. Wake up, you idiot. Shake off Silver’s touch right now!

However, Wolf’s hands pathetically did nothing but repeat the motion of clenching and unclenched his fists. Perhaps stimulated by Silver’s pheromones, his own body heat was rising. His cock was already out of control. What he needed to shake off right now wasn’t Silver’s touch, but the urge to pounce on Silver.

“Silver. Don’t do this.”

He managed to squeeze out a voice. It was a voice so broken it was almost laughable. Instead of answering, Silver applied even more pressure. His fingernails scraped the gap of the glans, which was damp with pre-cum. Wolf’s head snapped back.

“Ah, ngh…!”

A hot moan leaked through his lips. He felt as if he were standing alone at the bow of a ship in a storm-tossed sea. That was how much his consciousness wavered.

“Fuck. It’s fucking huge.”

Silver breathed heavily, stroking the length of the organ with his grip. The face that had looked as if it were examining an artifact dug out of the sand was now flushed with primal desire. Silver’s finger pressed firmly into the thick ridge near the base of the cock. Wolf’s vision went white.

“Silver, please stop…”

It was the moment he tried to force Silver away. Suddenly, Silver hooked his fingers into the waistband of Wolf’s bottoms and pulled them straight down. The rough fabric brushed against his skin as it slid down.

“Hah…!”

Wolf’s cock was completely exposed. Heavy, hot, and engorged red, it popped out from between the folds of the robe.

Heat rushed to Wolf’s face. The stark contrast between the black robe and the red pillar protruding from it. The sight of having the most private part exposed while the rest of the body remained covered was so obscene it was hard to look at. It looked like a copperplate [unauthorized copy]illustration unauthorized copyfrom an erotic book traded under coats in the back alleys of Atania. It would have looked less obscene if he had been completely naked.

Silver gripped the cock again. The interrupted handjob resumed. This time, he moved slowly, following the bumpy texture of the surface.

Eventually, Wolf gave up resisting. All his nerves were concentrated in his groin, leaving him unable to think straight. Following Silver’s movements, Wolf’s entire body stiffened, and deep creases formed in his muscular thighs. His hands gripped the hem of the robe so tightly his knuckles turned white. A few strands of hair clung to his sweat-drenched face. Every time he gasped for air, the thick scent of iris penetrated his body.

Silver gripped the base of Wolf’s cock, applying pressure before sliding up the shaft. To Wolf, who had rarely experienced handjobs, the movement was quite clumsy. Even the control of strength was awkward. At times it was too strong, and at other moments, it became loose and weak. Despite such clumsy movements, Wolf felt an overwhelmingly intense pleasure that left him bewildered. A tingling thrill surged through his entire body before instantly returning to his lower abdomen. His cock became heavy to the point of pain.

“Ha… fuck…”

He let out a moan mixed with a curse without realizing it. Silver rubbed the tip of the glans with his thumb. The thick pre-cum that seeped out soiled his finger. Unable to withstand the stimulation, Wolf shook his head. Heavy breaths spilled from his mouth.

Silver’s hands, trained as a warrior, touched Wolf’s cock with movements that were clumsy yet certain. It was a decisive grip devoid of any delicacy. Now, he was using both hands to handle the organ. He supported the heavy, hanging large balls with one hand while teasing the shaft with the other. Wolf’s waist twitched at Silver’s touch.

“Ah, ugh! Silver…!”

“Fuck, it’s so big. Doesn’t your back hurt carrying something like this around?”

“Silver, don’t say things like… ah!”

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“Sandalwood scent…”

Silver murmured with a dreamy expression. Without stopping his hands, he took deep breaths in and out. In response to Silver’s pheromones, Wolf was also emitting his own.

Soon, Silver’s hand speed increased rapidly. Within his grip, messy friction sounds—squelch, slap—burst out repeatedly. At some point, Wolf’s vision blurred. Intense pleasure struck violently and suddenly from the root.

“Silver… wait, ah, wait…”

Wolf’s voice was powerless, like a campfire dying out in a downpour. Silver leaned his face toward Wolf’s cock. His gaze was fixed on the organ throbbing in his grip. The iris scent, so thick it was dizzying, trapped Wolf’s consciousness like a shroud.

“Stop… fuck, stop…!”

The pressure applied to Wolf’s cock reached its limit. Pleasure exploded from deep within his lower belly. All his senses raced toward the moment of climax.

“Ah—! Silver!”

A scream erupted. Wolf instinctively arched his hips upward. His entire body shook as if convulsing, and thick semen spurted out from the tip of his cock. The forcefully ejected semen hit Silver’s face head-on. It wet his cheeks, splattered up to his chin, and white streaks clung to the area around his lips, drooping down.

Wolf froze at the sight. The climax that had surged like a storm vanished instantly, leaving not even an afterglow. His stolen contentheart pounded wildly. His own bodily fluids had soiled Silver’s [visit our siteRead on Read BL Novels">]face. A terrible sense of embarrassment, something he had never experienced in his life, washed over him.

“Silver… this… I…”

Wolf stammered. The moment he reached out toward Silver’s face, Silver tilted his head slightly and swept his lower lip with his tongue. The white semen, glistening on his lip, was caught by the tip of his tongue and wiped away. Wolf froze once again. He felt as if the floor had suddenly vanished and he was falling.

Silver licked his lips again to taste the semen. His face, searching the air with his eyes, was clearly an expression of gauging the taste.

Wolf stared intently at Silver. There wasn’t a hint of shame or disgust on Silver’s face. He was so nonchalant that for a moment, Wolf wondered if he was the strange one for being frozen in panic.

Then, Silver’s eyes grew hazy. He let go of Wolf’s cock and slumped sideways powerlessly. Before long, his breathing deepened, and the sound of snoring followed.

Wolf, who hadn’t been able to move a finger for a while, took a deep breath. The concentration of the iris scent was thinner than before. Damn it, is the crisis over? Should I be glad it ended at this level?

Wolf pulled up his bottoms and sat on the edge of the bed. His entire body was drenched in sweat. Although the handjob hadn’t lasted long, he felt a deep exhaustion, as if he had returned from a grueling journey, and his vision swam. White streaks of undried semen remained on Silver’s face. He should wipe that quickly… wait.

His gaze landed on the pouch at Silver’s belt. Wolf glared at the pouch for a moment and then covered his face with both hands.

He probably heard everything, right?

He must have.

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Is there any possibility he mistook the sounds of that scene for a conversation shared during drinking or gambling?

No, there isn’t.

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Aaaaaagh—!

Now, there was only one thing left for him to do.

To pray all night long that the mantis fairy would be tactful enough to pretend not to know.