By Zephyria 
Creak. The chair let out a strained sound as it bore the weight of two people. Unbothered, Alexis leaned in further. To prevent the chair from tipping backward, he pressed down firmly on the armrests with both hands; in response, Cecile, seeing Alexis’s lack of free hands, grabbed him by the collar and pulled him closer.
Tongues danced busily between lips that fit together without a single gap. Neither cared about the saliva streaming down. In a place where only the two of them remained, they were preoccupied with frantically indulging in one another.
It was only when their lips were swollen that they could finally catch their breath. Through a hazy blur, Cecile swallowed the saliva pooling in his mouth. Excitement remained like residue in the wake of the intense kiss. Cecile cast his gaze downward. Both he and Alexis were equally aroused, their trousers bulging.
His gaze wavered anxiously. Not knowing what to do, he fidgeted with the fingers gripping the collar. With a mix of slight worry and anticipation, Cecile looked up. He saw Alexis’s face, his lower lip bitten hard.
Alexis lifted Cecile immediately. Despite him being a grown man, picking him up was effortless and light.
Cecile wrapped his arms tightly around Alexis’s neck and buried his face in the crook of his shoulder. No matter how inexperienced he was, he could predict what was about to happen. His face felt flushed. His heart pounded so wildly he worried it might actually burst.
Alexis walked toward the bed. After stripping away the neatly arranged bedding, he laid Cecile down gently. Sitting on the edge of the bed, Alexis smoothed Cecile’s disheveled hair and left a short kiss on his flushed cheek.
“Goodnight, Cecile.”
Cecile, who had been incredibly tense, snapped his eyes open. Despite the care with which he had been laid down, he kicked the bedding away.
He hurriedly grabbed Alexis’s wrist just as the man was about to lift himself off the bed.
“Where are you going?”
“I’m going to sleep in another room.”
“You’re not sleeping with me?”
Alexis let out a troubled sigh. A small wrinkle formed on the bridge of his smooth nose.
“I’ve already used up several years’ worth of patience.”
“And you’re sleeping separately now?”
“Give me a break.”
“Really… you’re leaving me?”
Cecile’s words were powerful. Even Alexis, who had fought hard to compose himself, froze like a stone.
Not stopping there, Cecile pulled Alexis’s hand toward him and kissed his palm.
“Sleep with me.”
“…Cecile.”
“You said you love me. Then you have to take responsibility until the end.”
As if granting permission, Cecile spread his legs wide. At this fearless provocation, Alexis’s jaw tightened. He glared at Cecile with sharp eyes before pushing him back down.
The hands planted on either side of his head gripped the bedsheets as if to tear them. If he didn’t, it felt as though he would pounce on Cecile instantly.
“I’m warning you in advance, once I start, I can’t stop halfway.”
Alexis looked down at Cecile beneath him, emphasizing every single word. His patience had reached its limit, and even his breathing was ragged.
“Aren’t you scared?”
“…I’m okay.”
Alexis’s self-control was already in tatters. Rejecting Cecile had been an impossible task from the start.
He hurriedly stripped off Cecile’s top. Because the small buttons were difficult to undo, a few were ripped off. After pulling down the loose trousers and underwear in one go, he flung his own shirt aside.
Suddenly naked, they tumbled across the bed. Their hot, bare skin pressed together, hips grinding. Shame had long since evaporated. The sensation of their erect members poking against each other’s abdomens was simply thrilling.
“Haa, Cecile,”
Alexis groaned like a starving beast. Breathing heavily, he ruthlessly bit and sucked at Cecile’s neck and shoulders. As if that weren’t enough, he took a soft earlobe into his mouth. The skin tasted so soft and sweet that he felt an impulse to bite right through it.
“Ugh, ha, tickles, ah, it tickles.”
As the wet tongue seeped into the folds of his ear, Cecile twisted his head from side to side. But far from pulling away, Alexis thrust his tongue inside the ear canal. He moved messily within the narrow hole, soaking the fine hairs with saliva. As the raw, squelching sounds echoed in his ear, Cecile’s waist shuddered. It was hard to endure the jarring stimulation.
“Ugh, slow, slow down.”
Cecile barely managed to squeeze out his voice. Whether he heard him or not, Alexis gave no answer. Suddenly frightened, Cecile fumbled for his face with his free hand. Only when he grabbed his cheek did Alexis’s head return to face him.
“Can you, hng, see my face?”
“…Yes.”
“Calm down… and go a little slower.”
He tried to make his voice sound as if he weren’t scared, but he couldn’t stop his fingers from trembling. Alexis took a deep breath and tightly gripped the fingers touching his cheek.
“What… do you want me to do?”
“Kiss me.”
Following Cecile’s request, their lips overlapped first.
Hot tongues entwined. The urgent flesh explored every part of the oral mucosa, winding around the tongue like a coiled snake. Pleasure spread along with a tingling ache. Cecile opened his mouth wide, steadily taking in the stimulation Alexis gave him.
While they shared the wet kiss, their bodies were desperate to cling to one another. As Alexis pressed down on Cecile’s shoulders and repeatedly thrust his hips, their members rubbed and clashed between them. Whether due to the friction or the excitement, that area felt exceptionally hot.
“Mmph, hng, ah!”
Cecile panted with groans, clearly enjoying himself. He entwined his legs and rubbed his hips repeatedly. Their colliding groins were sticky. His lower half was becoming so wet it felt as if he had already ejaculated.
Alexis moved his hand downward. He lifted Cecile’s waist slightly, creating just enough space for his hand to fit. As he wrapped his hand around Cecile’s member, the slender waist jerked as if struck by electricity.
“Ah, hng! Alexis.”
“Yes, Cecile.”
Contrary to his soothing voice, his touch was relentless. He lightly rolled the tight testicles and gripped the shaft. As he shook it with moderate pressure and speed, Cecile couldn’t take it and shook his head.
“Ha, ugh, no, stop, stop it.”
“I told you I wouldn’t stop.”
While stroking the member, he also rubbed the tip. As he scratched the opening of the urethra with his fingertip, pre-cum poured out. He spread the slippery fluid evenly over the glans.
The handwork was so fast that Cecile felt like he was dying. It was on a completely different level from the masturbation he had done in secret. His head kept falling back.
“Nngh!”
Cecile pushed the bed with his feet. As his knees rose, Alexis pulled his white thighs toward him. His knees were spread wide, exposing his private parts completely. The hand that had been massaging his member slid down toward the perineum.
Fingertips slippery with bodily fluids toyed with the hole. Just by touching it, the significant elasticity was apparent. When he pressed slightly with his middle finger, the folds tightened further, as if out of tension. I wonder if I can even get a finger in? Alexis muttered, sounding perplexed.
“It really is narrow.”
“…What?”
“I might tear it if I’m not careful.”
There was no oil or anything else prepared. He was too impatient to call the servants.
Cecile, unaware of the situation, only blinked. He was still immersed in the afterglow, barely able to do more than breathe tremulously. As he lay there trying to catch his breath, his body was suddenly dragged down. His waist was folded in half in an instant.
“Wha-what are you doing!”
“I have to wet it. It won’t work like this.”
Alexis pressed down on the back of Cecile’s knees. Between his wide-open legs, his flushed member and the slightly stretched rear hole were clearly visible.
The color was so beautiful; every part of Cecile’s intimate areas was a vivid crimson. With bodily fluids streaming down, it looked as if sugar syrup had been poured over them.
Alexis leaned down without hesitation and licked the hole clean. Every time the soft tongue brushed past, the hole contracted and the folds grew even tighter.
“Haa, don’t, stop. Hng, ugh!”
Cecile recoiled, his raised legs fluttering. He had never once imagined a tongue touching that spot. This was beyond dirty; it was bizarre.
“Ahng, ugh! Alex, hng, please.”
Despite the pleas, Alexis did not pull away. Instead, he licked more intensely, coating the area in thick saliva.
The broad piece of flesh swept up and down over the hole, circling it. Every time the tongue touched, Cecile’s hole pulsed as if breathing. Though only saliva had been applied, the color deepened to a more vivid red, like a flower in full bloom.
“Hieek, ugh, hng!”
Cecile covered his lips with his palm to hide the moans escaping involuntarily. Even then, Alexis’s soft tongue swept across his private parts.
Whether it was a chill or pleasure, something raced up his spine to the crown of his head. Faced with a stimulation he had experienced for the first time in his life, his toes curled and cold sweat broke out on his lower back. He trembled from his knees to his thighs. To be honest, it felt insanely good.
“Hng, ugh, haa.”
Whimpering groans escaped. The tips of his tightly curled toes turned white. In the midst of this, the tip of Alexis’s tongue pushed inside the hole. At the unfamiliar sensation, Cecile’s waist snapped upward.
“Huk!”
Semen burst forth from his member in surges. He had reached a climax without even being touched. While Cecile was in shock, Alexis gripped the member that was pouring out fluid. While probing the hole with his tongue, he stroked Cecile’s member vigorously.
“Haak! Ah! Ugh, ah!”
Cecile threw his head back and groaned. This was no time for shame. The shivering sexual pleasure lingered. He had no way to resist the overwhelming ecstasy.
“Does it feel good?”
“Yes, hng, it feels good.”
The corners of Alexis’s mouth curled up. It was a smile so wonderful it was a pity Cecile couldn’t see it. While sucking the hole, the hand gripping the shaft increased its speed. Only after extracting every last drop of semen did he release the member with satisfaction.
Cecile fell into a state of complete exhaustion. His legs had lost all strength and hung limply over Alexis’s arms. He didn’t even have the energy to say anything as Alexis arbitrarily spread his legs and tucked them against his sides. He could only look up at Alexis, breathing heavily.
“Are you okay?”
“…Yes.”
“If it hurts… just hit me. You can scratch me. You can bite me too.”
Even so, he never said he would stop. Cecile gave a small nod of permission. Then again, once he met Alexis’s eyes, it wasn’t easy to show any sign of refusal. Alexis looked as if he had waited far too long and was ready to devour Cecile right then and there.