DMHS 121

Lucien swallowed a laugh deep in his throat.

“You too.”

“I don’t feel that way.”

“Really? You have no idea how delicious your lips are. Seeing how we both smell so good together, I guess we’re meant for each other.”

Lucien lowered his face the moment he finished speaking. Though it was too large to fit entirely inside his mouth, he regretted not being able to swallow more.

Meanwhile, Kian, whose core was being devoured, closed his eyes. He seemed oblivious that his struggle to suppress his arousal only fueled Lucien’s competitive spirit.

Lucien began the back-and-forth motion, his mouth stretched taut.

Saliva pressed out from his tongue, moistening the member. A squelching sound came from where the sticky flesh met.

‘More…’

He wanted to take as much of Kian’s member into his mouth as possible. Driven by greed, the penetration deepened. The tip of Kian’s penis reached the front of his throat.

“Ugh, hmph, ugh.”

He saw Kian’s hands gripping the bedsheet so tightly his knuckles turned red. Lucien consciously opened his throat wider to swallow his cock.

Finally, Kian’s cock thrust into the narrowing part of his throat. Stars burst before his eyes.

“Ugh…”

“Ugh!”

His hair was yanked back. When he lifted his eyes, he saw Kian, flustered, hastily raising both hands.

“I-I’m sorry. I was so startled, I made a mistake.”

But his flushed cheeks and hard cock told a different story.

Lucien smiled indifferently and pulled Kian’s hands over his head.

“Pull as hard as you want.”

Lucien settled back between his partner’s thighs. This time, he was confident he could do better.

He gently sucked the tip, then opened his mouth to take the shaft in. Deeper and deeper, but carefully, to avoid the physiological gag reflex.

Finally, Lucien swallowed Kian’s entire member. He’d never used his mouth like this before, and the slight discomfort vanished without a trace at the loud moan erupting from his partner.

“Ah, hmm, uhh, ah…”

“……”

“Ugh, good, I’m gonna cum soon like this…”

Lucien moved his mouth as if receiving Kian’s member. Burying his nose in his pubic hair and thrusting upward briefly elicited a strong reaction.

“Ugh, ugh, ugh, I shouldn’t… Ahh…”

He felt the swollen member inside his mouth. The distinctive sour taste of precum filled his senses. His climax was imminent.

Lucien’s body trembled with anticipation at the prospect of fully receiving his mate’s essence. Lucien quickened the rhythm of his thrusts in and out of his mouth while his hand below gripped his own member tightly. Pleasure clouded his mind.

Even so, Kian tensed his thighs and held on until the very end.

“Why push it this far? Huh…”

“Haa…”

“Stop now. Huh, ugh, I’m really going to come if this keeps up…”

“Huu…”

“Lucien… Huh? Lucien, please…”

The sound of his mate calling his name was sweet. He almost wished she would keep pleading like this forever.

‘Alright.’

His throat was pressed down, and tears flowed reflexively, soaking his cheeks. The sensation of his windpipe being compressed was numbing, yet strangely arousing at the same time.

‘It feels good…’

Kian’s member thrust deep into his wide-open throat. The suffocating sensation lasted only a moment. Kian tried urgently to pull away, but moving was difficult while lying down.

A bitter-sweet liquid shot out from the tip of his twitching member. Lucien slurped his mouth as he took the release. Whether it was unfortunate or fortunate, the amount that came from the member that had discharged semen multiple times last night wasn’t much.

Gulp.

Only after swallowing Kian’s release did he come to his senses.

His body was a mess, covered in bodily fluids. His face was drenched in tears, and his lower body, which had climaxed along with Kian’s release, was equally damp.

Perhaps because he had held back for so long before finally reaching the end, Kian also looked exhausted after just one release.

Thanks to that, Lucien could easily take Kian’s penis into his mouth once more.

“There’s nothing left to come out.”

Kian muttered weakly, his face hidden behind his arm. Lucien playfully licked the limp member, then moved his lips down over the testicles and onto the thigh.

He sucked hard on the muscled thigh skin, leaving a bright red mark. Lucien moved his lips, stamping marks all over the thigh like a seal.

“Ah… “

Lucien felt Kian’s drained body shudder and tremble. He lifted Kian’s leg, sucking relentlessly at his knee and smooth calf.

The protruding ankle bone and instep were no exception. As if sensing Lucien’s intent to devour him down to his toes, Kian kicked his leg in resistance.

“If you’re hungry, go downstairs and eat. I am not food.”

“But I find you delicious. Is that not allowed?”

“Haven’t you already had your fill?”

“I have?”

Lucien grabbed Kian’s inner thigh and spread it wide. The entrance he had entered multiple times last night was visible.

‘I want to lick here too, but I suppose that’s not allowed.’

Lucien, now more accustomed to the position, pulled out the scented oil from his pocket. He soaked his hand thoroughly in the oil, and the middle finger he inserted into the hole was swallowed up instantly.

Next, he widened the inner walls by increasing the number of fingers. The speed at which the muscles relaxed was distinctly different from yesterday. At this rate, it seemed possible before long that a path shaped like his own member would form.

Suddenly, Lucien’s brow furrowed.

‘Hmm…’

The thought of a passage shaped like his own member forming inside his mate’s body made his lower body throb.

It was his own unique mark, unknown to anyone else.

Without realizing it, his heart grew impatient and his hands quickened. Lucien chided himself.

‘Don’t rush. Take it slow.’

But his resolve didn’t last long. As he stimulated the area, swollen thick from being taken multiple times last night, his mate reacted visibly.

“Haah, haah…”

The way he trembled and accepted his touch was adorable.

Even during kisses, he’d vaguely sensed it, what a sensitive body. When lips met, he’d part his own as if begging for more, and when he entered, he’d clasp him tighter, demanding deeper thrusts.

Recalling that interior, clenching his own member so tightly not even a small foreign object could slip in, made Lucien’s breath catch. He pressed his fully erect shaft against the entrance and rubbed. The generously applied oil flowed in, making the opening quiver.

Lucien pushed his hips forward. From the tip to halfway down the shaft, it slid deep inside Kian’s body.

“Ha…”

Inside was hot and wet. Intense pleasure surged from the connected area. Just seeing Kian’s face, already flushed crimson, made him feel like he was going to come.

Lucien bit his lower lip and began thrusting. He found the spot that made his mate feel it and repeatedly thrust. With each thrust, the moans escaping through his mate’s parted lips grew deeper.

The same held true for the lower part enveloping Lucien’s member. While entering, it stretched to make room, yet upon withdrawal, it clung tightly, pulling him back with a sticky resistance.

“Ah…”

A thrilling current surged along his nerves. It felt so good his head was spinning.

Lucien hoisted his mate’s legs onto his shoulders, burying his member deep inside.

His hips rose naturally, deepening the penetration. Thrusting shallowly in that position only deepened the satisfaction. He felt the urge to split Kian’s body in two, making him wholly his own, it was absurd.

No, perhaps it wasn’t entirely a baseless wish.

Even now, holding his mate, Lucien wanted him.

‘Where do you think you’re running off to, abandoning me?’

Kian flashed into his mind, glancing around as if testing the room before saying he’d step away for a moment. Simultaneously, his chest burned fiercely, as if he’d swallowed a ball of fire.

‘I absolutely won’t let you go.’

The hand that had been gripping the bed turned toward his mate. Below, he continued digging frantically while tenderly brushing Kian’s damp bangs aside with his fingers. It was an effort to conceal the violently surging emotions.

Lucien pressed his lips to the corner of Kian’s closed eye.

‘Blinding him would make escape difficult.’

Next, he slowly caressed her earlobe and ear.

‘If I make him deaf, I’ll buy some time.’

He interlaced his fingers and scanned his limbs.

‘How long would it take to heal broken arms and legs?’

Lucien’s sinister thoughts continued. Dark shadows rippled around him.

A pain like a sharp blade slicing thinly through his heart resurfaced.

‘Kian is my mate. My mate must never leave my side.’

That was when it happened. Kian gently opened his closed eyes. His unusually large pupils, dominated by black, turned toward Lucien.

Their gazes met in midair.

A smile appeared on his mate’s face, drenched in pleasure, in an instant.

“…!”

A faint smile.

Kian smiled silently. It was a smile filled with satisfaction, delighted by Lucien holding him.

Kian placed a hand on the back of Lucien’s neck and pulled him closer. He felt deep affection emanating from his mate, who was smiling pleasantly with their noses pressed together.

Lucien, however, was struck by a shock so great it made his head ring.

‘What was I just thinking…’

His mind had gone haywire for a moment.

It made no sense otherwise. Imagining hurting his mate with his own hands?

‘No.’

Lucien bent his waist and embraced Kian’s body.

He felt the rising heat of Kian’s body where they touched. The sweet scent unique to his mate filled his senses. Lucien tightened his grip on Kian’s back.