I’ve decided to drop the translation of this novel. I’ve unlocked all the remaining chapters, so if you see anything still locked, please tell me in the comments or in the Discord group. I won’t delete the chapters. If any translator wants to pick it up from where I stopped, you’re welcome to do so.
DMHS 86
by BIBI‘He said he wanted to leave, but I held onto him while crying.’
Upon reflection, it must have been quite distressing for him.
‘Next, I subdued him by force and laid him on the bed.’
Not only had he committed a crime, but…
‘In the end, he pressed our genitals together and even ejaculated.’
He had left the cleanup to the other person as well.
‘That’s not something you could just say “not bad” about. He must have hated it to the point of nausea.’
Kian burrowed into the blankets and tore at his hair.
Perhaps Lucien had suffered such emotional trauma that his desire to touch his mate’s body had completely vanished.
‘I need to apologize properly.’
However, he still had no idea what words he should use.
Quite some time had passed since that day, and he worried that bringing back memories the other had tried hard to forget might not be wise.
‘If his feelings cool down because of this…’
Kian had never heard of a dragon abandoning his mate, but he couldn’t rule it out. The other mates probably hadn’t forced their bodies upon their dragons either.
After tossing and turning in bed for a long time, Kian fell into a deep sleep.
Lucien appeared in his dream.
Just like any other night, after finishing his bath, the grown larger figure approached with a smile that crinkled his eyes. He cupped Kian’s cheeks with both hands, kissed him tenderly, and leaned his weight onto Kian’s body.
Kian lay down on the bed obediently, following the push from Lucien’s strength.
The man, who had trapped Kian between his legs, smiled in satisfaction as he slipped his hand inside the bathrobe. Then, while savoring Kian’s face with pleasure, he held Kian’s lower part and stroked it.
Each time the robe lifted slightly, Lucien’s hand revealed and then hid Kian’s genitals repeatedly. Whenever the large and intimidating shape caught his vision, saliva gathered at the corners of Kian’s mouth. His heartbeat gradually quickened.
‘I should tell him that this isn’t right…’
Yet his lips refused to part.
The man’s gaze, which swept over him, felt sticky. His chest rose and fell noticeably, as if his breathing had grown labored. It seemed as though his name would spill from those parted lips at any moment.
Kian.
The two-syllable name carried complex emotions. Desire and longing, pleas and begging intertwined to produce a viscous, needy voice.
Finally, Lucien leaned down his upper body and pressed his lips to Kian’s.
It was a slow but rough kiss. It seemed like he was gently rubbing the roof of Kian’s mouth, only to suddenly wrap his tongue root so tightly that it ached.
Along with the man’s saliva came the strong scent of spring flowers. Strangely, Kian felt even more aroused not by the dragon’s bodily fluids, which were said to have aphrodisiac effects, but by the soft floral fragrance.
He wrapped his arms around Lucien’s neck. He pulled him close until their upper bodies pressed together and focused on the lips that met and parted repeatedly.
‘Mm, ah…’
Before he knew it, Kian’s hardened genitals asserted their presence. Lucien gently stimulated the tip, where precum was flowing.
Unlike Kian’s own hands, which were calloused, Lucien’s hands were as soft as those of a newborn baby. In contrast, the body heat pressing against him felt as if it were boiling, making his penis feel like it might melt away.
‘Hah, ugh, ah…’
As a moan escaped through his parted teeth, the man kissed him again. Kian’s mind grew hazy, and a familiar euphoric sensation began to capture his entire body.
The stimulation coming simultaneously from above and below was overwhelming. As the base of his slick, precum-soaked cock was squeezed tightly, his balls drew up close. An intense climax, strong enough to make his eyes flash open, was approaching.
However, at the final moment, the tip of Kian’s genitals was blocked by the other’s hand.
The pleasure that had built up to the crown of his head from the pressing finger on his urethra only boiled within him without release. Kian pushed against the bedsheet with his toes, writhing.
Right then, Lucien lifted Kian’s legs and draped them over his shoulders. For a brief moment, Kian panicked at the exposure of his intimate parts, which were hidden from others, but then the man’s genitals slid along Kian’s perineum and settled between his spread hips.
It seemed he had applied oil in the meantime, as the slippery and thick sensation pressed against the unfamiliar entrance.
Kian drew in a long breath.
The man, who had aligned their lower bodies, thrust his hips in one swift motion. He felt as if his body were being split in half.
‘Ah…’
For an instant, everything before his eyes turned blindingly white. Kian ejaculated just like that.
At the same moment, Kian woke from his sleep. The moan that had exploded in his mind flowed out of his mouth exactly as it had.
“Ah…”
It was the early dawn before daybreak. Kian stared down at his damp, soaked underwear with a stunned expression.
To have a wet dream. He felt just like a vigorous pubescent boy.
‘Has my desire built up this much?’
Beyond embarrassment, Kian felt that it was absurd, and his eyes blinked rapidly.
Over the long years, most human desires he had possessed had long since faded away. He ate only enough to satisfy his hunger and slept only enough to alleviate fatigue.
With his appetite and sleep needs reduced like that, his sexual desire was even less of an issue. Memories of mingling bodies with another were from a distant past, and he couldn’t even recall the last time he had sought relief with his own hand.
That wasn’t all. The content of the dream was even more ridiculous.
‘I climaxed while being penetrated by him.’
A hollow laugh escaped through his gritted teeth. Kian covered his eyes with one hand.
As he let out a chuckle while his shoulders trembled, Kian slapped his own cheek with his palm.
‘Dreams are just dreams. I shouldn’t take it seriously.’
A short while later, the bathroom light in the room where the two of them stayed turned on quietly. The sound of water pouring from the faucet echoed.
After finishing his shower, Kian entered the bathtub. To cool his head as well, he soaked for a long time before coming out, and by then, Lucien was awake.
The man, who had been reading a book against the faintly rising dawn light, lifted his head at the sound of the bathroom door opening. A familiar gentle smile bloomed on Lucien’s lips.
“You’re up early.”
“You too.”
Kian felt his nape flush red and averted his gaze. There was no way the dream from last night would be readable just from eye contact, but his mind made him feel uneasy anyway.
“I was waiting for a message.”
As soon as the words ended, a tapping sound came from the window. Lucien opened the window and removed the paper tied to the leg of the bird perched on the sill.
His green eyes moved left and right following the contents written on the letter. Finally, after confirming everything, Lucien raised one eyebrow and smiled.
“It’s from Eddie. Remember how he mentioned the children who went missing from the academy last time? It seems Eddie felt uneasy about it too. But from the outside, they can’t grasp the internal situation at the Academy. And waiting for the students to come out during the break would take too long.”
“It’s a stagnant situation.”
At Kian’s concise summary, Lucien added to the explanation.
“So, Eddie’s opinion is this: If they can’t come out from inside the academy, how about sending someone in from outside instead?”
“You’re talking about transferring into the Academy.”
“That’s right. But given the circumstances, we can’t just send anyone. We need to insert someone who’s quick-witted, knows how to protect themselves, and has a knack for solving riddles.”
“Does the royal family have such talent?”
“We do.”
Lucien pointed his finger at Kian and then himself.
“You, and me.”
Kian frowned.
“Are you sure that’s alright?”
Lucien had already been displeased about the delay in his coming-of-age ceremony. He was surely feeling some irritation right now, having been tied down for over half a month handling various incidents.
‘And now, we have to go to the Academy?’
Since kingdom affairs weren’t his concern, it wouldn’t be strange for him and his mate to insist on heading to the Hero’s Tomb even without witnesses.
Kian checked Lucien’s intentions once more.
“But you need to undergo your coming-of-age ceremony.”
“Well…”
A nonchalant sound escaped Lucien’s mouth.
“It’s a coming-of-age ceremony that’s already been postponed for nearly ten years. A few more days won’t make a difference.”
Kian’s eyes narrowed.
“What’s your ulterior motive? The person who wanted to finish the coming-of-age ceremony as soon as possible is suddenly so relaxed that it’s hard to adjust.”
“If you don’t like it, we can set off for the Hero’s Tomb right now.”
“I…”
“I understand. Let’s hurry and finish the coming-of-age ceremony, then head to the Dragon Realm. Hellenos, the ancestral dragon, will be there too, right? When he learns his descendant has come to visit, he’ll want to see me as well.”
Kian’s movements came to an abrupt halt.
Imagining being introduced as Lucien’s mate in front of Hellenos made the hairs on his head stand on end. For someone with a weak stomach, it would be enough to induce vomiting; his insides churned violently.
Kian hurriedly raised his hand.
“No, wait a minute. You should hear people out to the end. I…”
From Kian’s perspective, going to the Academy wasn’t a loss anyway.
With suspicions that children’s souls were needed to create dolls right now, it was best to investigate the place where a large number of children had gone missing first. Rather, if Lucien recklessly suggested heading straight for the coming-of-age ceremony, Kian would be the one who needed to dissuade him.
Kian decided without hesitation.
“I’ve dreamed of visiting the Academy for a very long time. I’m happy that I can fulfill that dream.”
Seemingly pleased with the quick change in attitude, Lucien smiled.
“Now that the destination is set, it would be good to hurry.”
Lucien pulled out a sheet of letter paper and scribbled a message. The bird that had flown from the palace this time had Lucien’s letter tied to its leg and soared high into the sky.
Kian and Lucien went down to the first floor to have breakfast.
Daisy and Frederick, who had taken their seats first, and the princess called the two of them to the same table.
As the food arrived, Lucien brought up the main topic.
“People going to the Academy?”
It was just like him to jump straight to the point without any preamble.
Kian provided a detailed explanation from the side. Since he had mentioned the children missing from the academy before, the rest of the group quickly grasped the situation.
The three of them showed markedly different reactions.
“Me! Me! I’ll go! I’ll shed my image as a troublemaker and be reborn as a model student at the Academy!”
The princess kicked back her chair and stood up, raising her hand.

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