RGS Vol 8 Part 8

He couldn’t sleep. He couldn’t sleep due to his irritation and unfulfilled desires.

‘I-I’ll do anything you want!’

That was what Abel had said, asking him for help at the butler’s master’s house.

There were many things he wanted, and Abel promised to fulfill them all?

The thought was somewhat exciting. So he was holding back in this house, but the rising anger made him want to release all his frustration and burn everything down.

Then a question suddenly arose in him.

But I’ve already done everything right, didn’t I?

I did it so well and I even made the Mistress faint, but that didn’t matter.

I’ve already done Abel’s request, so why should I hold back?

The answer to his questions came immediately. There was no need to hold back. He needed to act on it right away.

Since they had decided to hide his identity on this trip, there were no soldiers with them. The group consisted only of the four commanders, Melmond, the butler, and Nani. As soon as he opened the door and went out, he saw Roster was standing guard himself. Karas ordered him not to follow and headed toward Abel’s room.

How should he wake the sleeping Abel?

Fortunately, there was no need for such concern. He spotted him through a window in the hallway, standing in the garden. Karas quietly exited the mansion, where everyone was asleep, and approached Abel who was out in the garden. As he heard the sound of his footsteps, Abel turned his head. Upon seeing Karas, his eyes widened, and he smiled brightly at him.

At that moment, all of Karas’ frustration and anger melted away. The truly happy and delighted face upon seeing him.

Ah, right, Abel probably couldn’t sleep either, feeling the same way.

Karas felt his heart race as he hurried towards him, ready to fulfill his desires and enter him, just as he wanted.

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“Sob, with such a rough man.”

The master comforted his wife, who had just woken up.

“But he does seem to take good care of our child. Besides, our son seems to like him as well.”

“But he looked so different from our pure-spirited child. What if our child gets hurt?”

The lady’s face turned red again at the thought of what might happen. The master, seemingly tired from being woken up, just nodded sleepily.

“It’ will be fine. Perhaps our child is actually drawn to his roughness?”

“Oh my, roughness? You think so?”

“Of course. Our child has such high standards, so you don’t need to worry. If you’re feeling down, go get some fresh air.”

The master suggested a walk and added.

“The flowers in the garden will look beautiful under the moonlight tonight.”

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The grand fountain, which only sprayed water during the day, lay still and calm at night. With a height reaching about waist level and a circumference that four or five sturdy men could barely surround it, it was quite large. Abel sat on the edge of the fountain, his feet dangling in the air, as Karas approached him.

For the short-statured Abel, the edge of the fountain reached almost to his chest, making his legs swing freely in the air. Moreover, perhaps due to his slightly elevated view, Karas’ face seemed closer than usual as he stood before him. In fact, Karas had actually moved closer. However, Abel, so happy to see him, didn’t notice Karas gradually approaching near him.

“The prince couldn’t sleep either? I couldn’t too. Sigh, even though I practiced a lot, it was so difficult to actually say those lines out loud. On top of that, every servant I met kept complimenting me, and some even collapsed, saying I was blindingly bright.”

It wasn’t just that. Whenever Abel passed by, the servants would hastily pull out mirrors from their pockets and make sure he could look at his own reflection. The room was already filled with so many mirrors that he felt like throwing up, and yet, every person he met shove a mirror at him. This was why Abel had no choice but to come out into the garden.

“And, prince, you did well earlier. Although the lady fainted, you don’t need to worry too much about it.”

The word “worry” itself didn’t exist in Karas’ vocabulary. All he had in his head was his dark desire to part Abel’s legs and enter him. He had already started to spread Abel’s dangling knees and began to slip in between them. Even as Karas got closer, Abel hadn’t noticed yet as he was thinking about something else.

“The butler said that was a minor shock. Come to think of it, perhaps the former owner of this body was so weak because he took after his mother. Hmm, but why have I suddenly become so healthy…”

Abel’s question trailed off as his gaze accidentally locked with Karas’. His eyes were right in front of him, and Abel was looking down from such a close distance that he could hear his breathing. As if that wasn’t enough, Karas leaned in, propping himself up with one hand beside Abel while his other hand pushed aside the long robe covering Abel’s thigh.

Gulp.

Startled, Abel swallowed hard as Karas’ lower body pressed closely between his legs. The hand that had moved from his thigh slowly began to slide around his waist, pulling him closer with a firm grip. The heat that had merely been touching him now revealed its hard presence pressing heavily between his legs. Ah, Abel took a deep breath and opened his mouth anxiously.

“Uh, th-this is o-outside, isn’t it?”

It made him wonder if the forest they’d rolled around in for a week was considered ‘inside’. However, Karas knew a better way that would shut him up instead of giving him a bothersome explanation.

“Do what you promised.”

In an instant, Abel remembered his promise, and his mouth dropped open in shock.

“Y-You mean… t-this… right now?”

There was no need for an answer. Karas was already lowering his head as if to kiss him. Abel, taken aback, instinctively placed a hand on Karas’ chest. It was a gesture meant to keep some distance, but his powerless hand couldn’t stop the approaching Karas. As Karas’ lips brushed against his earlobe, he whispered one word.

“Hungry.”

Once again, the key clicked easily, unlocking Abel’s inner self. The heat that had been wrapped in anxiety was released with a single word, rushing down to where the hard object pressed against his lower body. Some of it also surged to his face, causing him to blush intensely. Although it was night and his reddened face wasn’t clearly visible, Karas could sense Abel’s embarrassment as he pressed his lips down for a kiss.

Abel would likely blink and lower his head in confusion, not knowing what to do. Even with his eyes closed, the image of Abel’s reaction came naturally in Karas’ mind, unleashing the last bit of his restraint. The desire, that had built up over the past few days without release, erupted with a rough kiss.

“Mmph! Haa.”

Karas’ lips, sucking as if it would devour him, and the tongue probing inside his mouth roamed without hesitation, brushing against Abel’s tongue. Abel held onto Karas’ shoulders tightly to keep himself from falling back, as the forceful kiss left him breathless and pushed him forward with force.

As their lips shifted and momentarily parted, the wet sound of their glistening saliva filled the air. The intense movement of their lips seemed to steal Abel’s very senses. Despite his lips feeling numb, his sensitivity did not dull but rather became only heightened. When the hot tongue brushed against the tender insides of his mouth, a low moan escaped from between Abel’s lips.

“Mm…”

At that sound, Karas let out a rough breath and lowered his hand that was supporting Abel’s waist down to his buttocks, pulling him closer. With his other hand, he hastily lifted Abel’s robe, trying to pull down the short pants underneath it. In the urgency of removing the pants, Abel nearly lost his balance, feeling himself tilt backward.

Just as Abel, startled, grabbed onto Karas’ neck to keep himself from falling, his body was lifted. In an instant, his pants slipped off one leg, and Karas pulled that same leg toward himself, positioning it over his arm. Abel, trying to maintain his balance with one leg hooked on the fountain, tightened his hand that was holding Karas.

The anxiety in his mind at the situation, with thoughts like ‘Huh? What?’ quickly dissipated with the kiss. All he could hear was Karas’ rough breathing and the only sensation he could feel was the heat from his lower body, still untouched. Karas spread Abel’s legs and moved his hands to pull his pants off. Even though their bare skin had not yet made contact, the anticipation of Karas positioning himself between his legs made Abel’s breath quicken.

“Haa, hold your clothes.”

Annoyed by Abel’s robe constantly slipping down, Karas commanded as he finally pulled off his pants. As soon as his gen1tals sprang free, he rubbed its tip between Abel’s buttocks. His excitement made it difficult to easily insert into the narrow hole.

Abel held his breath as the hot, large pen1s pressed between his buttocks. The mere presence of Karas’ erection brought back vivid memories of the intense pleasure it could bring, making him feel as if he were under a spell. His exposed lower body quivered slightly, enchanted by the thought of what was to come.

As Karas fumbled, clumsily rubbing the rounded tip against the tight entrance, a sharp sensation shot up Abel’s spine. An inexplicable sense of anticipation numbed his mind. As if the other person’s urgency was contagious, Abel’s breathing became ragged as well. When Karas couldn’t easily insert it into the tight, narrow hole, he muttered a low curse.

“Ah, sh!t.”

Even so, he wanted to do something immediately, so he rubbed his shaft between Abel’s buttocks as he moved his hips. He released the hand that was supporting Abel’s back and placed his fingers into Abel’s mouth.

Wet them.

Abel subconsciously responded to the command, sucking on his fingers, and a surge of heat shot through the tip of Karas’ pen1s in an instant. Even Abel’s smallest actions sent waves of stimulation that drove him crazy. Unable to wait any longer, Karas pulled his fingers out and pressed his lips against Abel’s once more.

“Mmph! Mmm!”

The cute moans from Abel’s throat echoed again. Karas slipped his wet fingers between Abel’s spread legs, searching for the hole and pushing in. The hot, velvet-like softness inside was felt by the tips of his two fingers. Karas moved his fingers, probing for the right spot. He didn’t have to search for long. For the impatient Karas, each second felt like hours, but the reward was worth it.

“Mmm, hng.”

A moan escaped Abel’s mouth, which was soon stifled by the kiss. His body, clinging to Karas, trembled, and his insides that were wrapped around Karas’ fingers twitched. As soon as he confirmed it, Karas pulled his fingers out and spread Abel’s trembling thighs wide, pressing the tip of his pen1s inside. Now fully erect, his pen1s easily pushed into the entrance without a mistake this time. Karas then thrust his hips hard.

“Gah!”

As Abel, breaking the kiss to gasp for air, let out a loud gasp. He buried his face into Karas’ shoulder, trying to get used to the large presence inside him, breathing deeply through his chest. Though he thought he’d gotten used to it after a week, it felt like they were starting over just after a few days of abstinence.

Abel tightly shut his eyes at the pressure that entered inside him. His inside, still twitching from the stimulation from Karas’ fingers, now widened under the hard, hot presence, rendering him helpless. However, Karas clearly remembered how tightly this soft passage had squeezed and wrapped around his pen1s. Of course, he didn’t have the time to wait for it and slowly caressed his partner.

Slam! Thrust!

From the start, Karas began thrusting his pen1s hard. Gritting his teeth and furrowing his brow, he focused solely on the act, trying to suppress his heavy breathing. Once inside Abel, the heat of his desire completely dominated him. Though Abel clung to him, moaning with each thrust, it only spurred the excitement that made him increase his pace.

Though initially tight, the hole became more lubricated with the slippery fluids flowing from the tip of Karas’ member, making his movements easier. Yet, he was still unsatisfied with Abel’s body moving with each thrust. He wrapped Abel’s legs, which had been on his arm, around himself. Then he grabbed Abel’s waist with both hands, pulling him down onto him.