By Zephyria 
Side Story 7
Of course, the psychological shock Lorenz received was far greater.
Even amidst that, having the smooth, naked body of the person he’d fallen for at first sight right before his eyes, Lorenz felt excitement surging to the very tips of his hair. The imperial prince’s body had not a single delicate, frail part to it; it was unmistakably a man’s body, no matter who looked at it.
While he was aware that he had fallen for a man, the recognition that he himself was a man who liked men was still faint in Lorenz’s mind, and this served as a wake-up call.
Lorenz’s eyes instinctively scanned the body of the person he had fallen for. The white skin, marked here and there, was damp with sweat, the back with its nicely defined muscles, the large hands gripping the soft flesh of the buttocks…
A dizzying wave of self-disgust washed over him, and Lorenz squeezed his eyes shut before opening them again.
…Let’s not look. This is impolite, and there’s nothing good for me in seeing this.
Thinking that, Lorenz immediately tried to shift the ring’s field of view back towards himself.
If only those words hadn’t come from Prince Pakirius’s mouth.
“Ket, shall I do it with my mouth?”
Lorenz forgot to move and froze solid.
Even though he knew the behavior shown before him wasn’t the entirety of that person, and that being honest with one’s lover wasn’t a flaw, he had flinched unconsciously. Because the prince Lorenz knew was only a considerate and affectionate person.
“With your mouth?”
The man called Ket quietly looked at the prince and asked in return. It felt as if he were asking, ‘Why would you?’
“Yes.”
“It’s alright.”
“Alright? But you’re still unsatisfied.”
Saying that, Prince Pakirius repeatedly pressed his lips against the man’s cheek. It was an act that radiated affection even from a distance.
“I feel like I might break if we do more… So I’ll do it with my mouth, okay?”
“It’s really fine.”
After the man refused several times, the prince’s facial expression twisted.
“Don’t go masturbating by yourself again! And this isn’t overexertion either!”
Prince Pakirius became irritable. As he slapped his hand down on the man’s thick pectoral muscles, the muscles resiliently bounced his hand off.
It seemed the prince’s lover was a repeat offender, having been caught several times taking care of his own desires alone, supposedly to avoid pushing his partner.
“Eddie…”
The man called the prince’s name plaintively, but the prince didn’t back down either.
“No, even if you look at me cutely like that, what can’t be done, can’t be done. I don’t want to be the one causing my lover’s sexual frustration, you know.”
“Haa.”
From Lorenz’s perspective, he couldn’t see what part of that was ‘looking cute,’ but apparently, in the prince’s eyes, it seemed that way, as he firmly drew the line.
As the man hesitated and let out a small sigh, the prince, seemingly taking that as a signal of some level of acquiescence, grinned brightly.
“Here, sit here.”
He tapped the bed beside him tap tap and got off the man’s body.
“Ugh.”
As his feet touched the floor, he grimaced slightly as if in pain, but nevertheless, the prince didn’t stop tapping the bed.
The always softly smiling, polite, yet somehow distant and noble imperial royalty had vanished somewhere, and in its place was a charming young man who could smile seductively for his lover.
Moreover, he was an assertive person who knew how to seduce his own lover. Even though the object of that affection wasn’t himself, Lorenz’s heart pounded fiercely.
“……”
The man, who had been silently staring at the spot the prince had tapped, slowly sat on the edge of the bed, and the prince knelt down in front of him.
“You need to spread your legs wider.”
The prince lowered his voice to a whisper. To Lorenz, an ignorant virgin, it was an overly stimulating remark. Even though it wasn’t directed at him.
Eventually, the silent man spread his legs wider, and the prince, placing his hands on the firm thighs, let out a hoo sigh.
“It’s always so big. It’s amazing that I’m the one taking it.”
“…Eddie.”
“Huh? Oh, why is it getting bigger already when I haven’t done anything?”
Hearing that, Lorenz, who had been consciously trying not to look, checked the center and his eyes widened.
Wait, isn’t that a horse cock?
The cock, wet and damp from whatever had been done to it until just moments ago, was half-erect and twitching. But more problematic than that was the fact that it was huge, like a horse’s cock, causing Lorenz’s mouth to drop open.
Having grown up almost like a commoner, Lorenz naturally didn’t have a stablehand or such in his family, so he had taken care of his own horses; consequently, he unintentionally knew what a horse’s cock looked like and how big it was.
He remembered having the pointless thought, ‘Mine isn’t bad either, but that one is really big,’ and the man’s cock he was seeing now was big enough to remind him of that horse cock.
“Big…”
The prince muttered that, then stuck out his tongue and licked the tip of the horse-like cock. That light action alone caused the man’s half-hard cock to instantly swell in size.
It gets even bigger from here? By this point, it was enough to be jading.
But that feeling of being jaded didn’t last long. The prince stuck out his tongue, put the man’s cock in his mouth as if sucking on candy, and began to suck. His tongue work was quite skillful, as if he’d done it more than once or twice.
For a while, only the sound of slurping intermittently echoed in the room.
But that time didn’t last long. Before the prince could open his mouth wide enough to take the large cockhead in, the man gently pushed the prince’s shoulders away.
“Eddie.”
“Yes?”
“You can stop now.”
Saliva stretched in a long string from the large cockhead before snapping off. The prince remained silent, staring at the man, then made a sullen face.
“I said I want to do it. You like this, don’t you?”
“Anything you do would be good, I suppose. It’s not specifically just this that I like.”
The man vaguely denied the prince’s words, but the prince was also stubborn. He insisted.
“I’ll clean it up for you, okay?”
“…Of course, using the Imperial Prince’s mouth as a cleaning tool is probably an honor only I have. It’s an honor, but it’s alright.”
“Sucking the hero’s lower parts is probably something only I do too, right? If we go by that, it’s an honor for me as well.”
“That is…”
The man fell silent as if choosing his words, then let them out with a sigh.
“That is probably something only you will ever do, forever.”
“Right?”
Hearing that, for some reason the prince laughed, pleased. As they exchanged words, the heated air cooled appropriately, and the man seized the opportunity to grab the prince’s body and pull him up.
In an instant, he was back in the position of being mounted on the man’s thighs, and the prince, realizing he had fallen for his lover’s scheme, made an ‘oops’ face, but the man whispered in the prince’s ear.
“Let’s stop, wash up, and sleep. If you suck any more, I don’t think I’ll be able to hold back.”
“You don’t have to hold back.”
“Eddie.”
The man called the prince’s name as if warning him, but the prince just looked him straight in the eye and didn’t back down.
“I’d rather be in pain myself than have my lover be sexually frustrated! This is a matter of pride, you know? Why do you keep trying to hold back? You like me enough to get hard just from me touching you!”
“Then you’ll be too sore to even walk tomorrow. Are you showing off again?”
“You can carry me around, then!”
“…Hoo.”
The prince was being stubborn, and the man was being stubborn too. It was clearly a conflict, if it was a conflict, but one wondered if there could be any other conflict in the world as sweet as that one. Frankly, by this point, even putting aside his own personal feelings, he felt sorry for himself for not having a lover.
Although both seemed angry and stubborn with each other, it was plainly obvious they were ultimately thinking of each other.
In the end, the winner of that not-quite-fight was the prince.
The man swiftly lifted the prince’s body, which had been placed on top of him, and laid him down on the bed. Naturally spreading his legs, the large body that slipped between them had become slightly rougher, as if unable to maintain its usual soft, rounded atmosphere. As if unable to hide its excitement.
“Why do you keep getting…”
More obscene. The man finished the rest of the sentence very quietly, then pulled the prince into an embrace and kissed his lips.
The prince, who had just realized he had won against this world’s hero—who likely had never lost to anyone and never would—and was smiling a victorious smile, widened his eyes at that kiss.
“Ah, I was just sucking your…”
The prince, who hadn’t forgotten what he had been sucking until just moments ago, tried to push the man away in surprise, but perhaps unable to overcome the man’s strength, he was subjected to a persistent, sticky kiss.