Side Story 10

“Do you not want to kiss?”

“No, it’s not that.”

When Azar slightly rolled his lips inward and lowered his gaze, Nathan laughed quietly.

“How cute.”

…Really, what to do with this drunkard.

Azar sighed as he looked at Nathan planting small kisses on him. He didn’t seem that drunk, so was it just because his mood had loosened up? Nathan was doing things today he didn’t usually do.

If it was a problem that it only felt incredibly adorable, then that was indeed a problem.

Azar had intended to give Nathan the flower ring when he sobered up, but seeing him now, the situation wasn’t quite right. No matter what serious things he said, it would be useless.

“Ah, that tickles…”

Laughing as if he couldn’t help it, Azar moved his lips again. Unlike before, he moved very carefully, overlapping his lips on top of Nathan’s, causing the corners of Nathan’s eyes to tremble.

Every time he felt Azar’s affection, Nathan felt like his heart was itching like crazy. He unconsciously clutched his chest. He wanted to scratch it until the itch disappeared, but knowing that wouldn’t solve the problem, he just grasped his innocent clothes as if tearing at them. Nathan felt embarrassed by this act, yet he didn’t dislike it. Rather, satisfaction welled up. Inwardly, he found himself hoping for what came next, wishing for Azar to kiss him deeper, much deeper.

Did he know Nathan’s heart, or did Azar feel the same? The tightly pressed lips parted slightly. Breath leaked through the gap, and when the carefully extended tongue licked the lower lip, Nathan’s shoulders flinched again.

Strength went into the hand gripping the sofa. Although Azar could have pushed in as much as he wanted like before, at the action of rubbing his tongue as if asking him to open his closed mouth quickly, Nathan parted his lips slightly.

“Mmph…!”

Azar pushed in as if he had been waiting for that small gap. As if he had never been careful, the hot flesh entered without hesitation and wrapped around Nathan’s hesitant tongue. His tongue was thick too, making Nathan feel like his mouth was full. Every time they rubbed and mixed tongues, wet sounds struck his ears.

The kiss that resumed was rough, just like when Azar had rushed in impatiently a moment ago. It felt like they couldn’t control themselves. Swallowing each other’s breath frantically and chasing the entangling tongue, they would break the kiss because they were out of breath. Without needing to say who was first, they would gasp for air and then urgently lock lips again repeatedly. Sometimes lips were crushed, and breathless gasps leaked out from between them. Eventually, the first one to fall away was Nathan.

“Cough, cough! Haa…”

Blocking Azar’s mouth with his hand as he tried to cling again, Nathan panted heavily. The breath he exhaled was too hot. It felt like his vision was spinning. The drunkenness that had been somewhat calm seemed to rush in all at once.

How long had they been catching their breath with their foreheads pressed together?

“Ah!”

Azar suddenly bit Nathan’s nape.

“Ahng, are you a dog…?”

Even as he bit the neck painfully, chomp, chomp, he would nibble gently as if tickling, making Nathan’s shoulders jump repeatedly. In that state, he stuck out his tongue and licked the skin. A faint moan flowed from the clenched mouth, stimulating his ears.

“Haa… You know there’s a mole here?”

Kissing the mole under the ear, Azar whispered languidly.

“I-I know…”

Since he had said similar things several times already, Nathan also knew there was a mole under his ear. And he already knew that Azar liked to kiss that spot, and the sensation that made his whole body tingle whenever he did.

“Ugh, I told you not to bite…”

Saying it was cruel to tell him not to bite when he was exposing such a straight, white neck, Azar slid his tongue. As he sucked on the spot he had bitten hard with his teeth, a red mark was quickly left on the white skin.

Feeling the pulsating pulse getting faster and faster, Azar muttered with his lips still attached.

“It’s beating really fast.”

As he slowly swept down the thin back, strength went into the hand gripping the shoulder. Azar laughed for no reason.

“Nathan…”

Azar exhaled a hot breath and hugged Nathan strongly. Burying his face in his chest, he pulled Nathan’s waist close and pressed their lower bodies together. A heavy volume was felt. At the sensation of grinding and rubbing in that state, Nathan made a groaning sound.

“Ah…”

“It’s hard.”

As Nathan bit his lip out of habit, Azar told him not to and licked his lower lip. The tongue that burrowed into the mouth again tickled the roof of the mouth before retreating. Nathan blinked his eyes slowly.

“…Since Calypse isn’t here, shall we go to the inn?”

“…That sounds really tempting…”

Although he was a little afraid of the consequences from Calypse that would come later, Azar gladly kissed him and agreed.

***

Side Story. Nathan’s Dilemma.

Recently, Nathan had fallen into a serious dilemma. In fact, it wouldn’t be such a serious matter to others, but to him, it was definitely a serious concern.

But the worry he had now was too… too private to confide in anyone and ask for an opinion.

…Honestly, Nathan didn’t think sexual acts were a necessary element in a romantic relationship. Originally, the two weren’t the type to have much sexual contact either. So if they jokingly said they would just hold hands and sleep, they really just held hands and slept.

In other words, whether deep or light, if there was affection in each other’s actions, and a few sweet words added to it, that was enough. He had considered light kisses, hugs, and occasional skin contact sufficient. Then, if they felt like it, it would become a little denser…

He didn’t intend to lie that he never wished for more, but inwardly he felt it was too early, and he also thought this level was just right for them now, so he had no intention of trying it.

…Until recently, that is.

‘It seems he wants to put it in, right?’

In the end, Nathan’s worry was this. Azar wanted something deeper… That is, ever since they came back from Erbahall Island, he got the feeling that Azar wanted to do acts involving insertion whenever they were intimate.

How could he not know? Kissing as usual, holding and shaking each other’s members, there comes a moment when his hand blatantly rubs the inside of the thigh. The hand grasping his buttocks or groping below…

“Ahem.”

Nathan gave a dry cough for no reason in the office where he was alone and covered his mouth with his hand.

The more excited he got, the more blatantly that hand would rub the perineum. But it didn’t seem like a conscious action. Because it happened when his excitement intensified, making his breathing rough and his actions fierce…

It wasn’t that Nathan particularly disliked it. He was just worried.

‘Azar’s is… almost this big, isn’t it?’

Making a rough estimate with his hands, Nathan placed his hand on his lower abdomen. Nathan’s face turned a little pale.

‘…Isn’t it going in too, too deep?’

Even assuming it was roughly this size, it seemed like it would go into places it really shouldn’t… Is this… right?

Nathan became confused all at once. He didn’t think inserting was all there was to sex, but… Still, he was thinking it wouldn’t be bad to try it at least once. Honestly, he was a little curious too.

It was an unavoidable curiosity. Knowing only by knowledge and knowing by experiencing it were different things.

Since he was this age, he had picked up a lot of things here and there even if he didn’t want to hear them, so he knew where to do it when men had relations, and where they felt pleasure. He also heard the story that… it was better to do it from behind for the first time.

It was embarrassing, but it wasn’t that he hadn’t imagined going that far with Azar. But when he actually thought about taking Azar’s inside…

‘…I don’t think I can handle it.’

Putting that huge thing inside his body… isn’t that abuse of this body? Can it even fit in the first place?

Nathan touched his lower abdomen with a face that went beyond pale to somewhat serious, then sighed.

He naturally thought he would be the one taking it. As someone satisfied with the current relationship, he had no particular desire to insert into Azar, and firstly, wasn’t there a size difference between the two?

‘Still, I’ve lived longer than him…’

And actually, if they were going that far, shouldn’t he, who was at least one year older, accept it for the sake of conscience?

After much deliberation, Nathan steeled his resolve.

***

Click.

That night, after finishing his work, Nathan went into the bathroom attached near his office to wash up instead of returning to his room.

“Phew…”

It wasn’t like he was doing something he shouldn’t do at this age, so why was he so self-conscious?

Nathan tightened his robe and checked his reflection in the mirror. Water was dripping from his damp hair, and his body, having been in the water longer than usual, was flushed slightly red.

He raised his hand and swept it down as if trying to erase his reflection in the mirror for no reason. And instead of leaving the bathroom, he sat on the edge of a chair placed in a corner of the bathroom, which a servant would have used if he were an ordinary noble.