RVN Ch 15

 

“Why, do you like it?”

 

At the man’s question, Renault wrapped his arms around the man’s neck and nodded.

 

“Fuck, I love it.”

 

He almost laughed at himself for having resisted guided sex until now. If he had known it would feel this good, he would have done it sooner. No, would it have been this good with someone else? A vague question arose in his dazed mind. He didn’t know. But he doubted there was another man like this.

 

“Kid, you’re in trouble, huh? What are you going to do if you love getting fucked this much? I think I showed you too early. You’ve still got years left.”

 

“Ugh, hng—. More, hurry….”

 

“Take only what I give you. Don’t seduce other guys while thinking nonsense. This is something only I can do. Only I can do this for you. Don’t spread your legs for anyone else, did you understand?”

 

The man roughly grabbed Renault’s chin. Renault, not in his right mind, vaguely nodded under the man’s demanding grip. The man clicked his tongue in annoyance. Then, he suddenly scooped up Renault, whose wounds had cleanly healed, and lifted him.

 

The man made Renault straddle his thigh and grabbed his cheek, looking into his eyes. Fortunately, the red in his eyes had faded, and his original olive-green irises had returned.

 

The sharp, pointed look in his eyes was gone. His unfocused eyes, drowning in pleasure, were enticing. His flushed face and half-open lips, panting hot breaths, made the man’s lower body tighten. No one who knew Renault would have imagined he could make such a face while being taken by a man.

 

“I really want to devour you in one bite.”

 

The man savagely bit Renault’s nape. The rough thrusting didn’t stop. It felt like the cock filling him was pushing up to his navel. Renault panted and pressed his forehead against the man’s shoulder. The man let out a satisfied laugh. It was a pleasant sound.

 

“Wait quietly. I’ll spoil your filthy hole when the time comes. I’ll make it pretty for you.”

 

Renault couldn’t understand a word. Nothing came to mind. The only thing he knew was that the man’s cock ravaging his body, the guiding he was giving, felt incredible.

 

He couldn’t remember who the man was, what he looked like, what they talked about, or what happened. But one thing was clear.

 

It was insane sex. Even without the man’s warning, he wouldn’t have wanted to do it with anyone else, with any other guide. It was a dizzying, ecstatic sensation he didn’t want to forget. Enough to haunt him for five years.

 

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<Present – Somewhere>

 

Hah, hah, hah—. Hot breaths scattered messily. Veins bulged on the back of his hand clutching the bedsheet. He felt like he might lose consciousness at any moment. He thought he’d never feel that pleasure again, but he didn’t know what this was.

 

Though he often doubted whether it was just a dream, the lingering traces and sensations on his body reminded him that it had indeed happened. He often faced that day in his dreams. It would suddenly rise up and tear through his mind even when he was still.

 

Though he thirsted for that ecstatic guiding and pleasure, he had never been with another man. He didn’t even touch himself from behind when he masturbated. He already knew that no matter how much he rolled around with other men, it wouldn’t be the same as that time.

 

Maybe he’d end up disappointed and empty every time, searching for another man. The thought terrified him. Perhaps he instinctively realized that no one but that man could do it, that no one else could fill him so perfectly.

 

That’s why he even avoided dedicated guides like the plague. All the partners he’d been with so far were women, but absurdly, even with them, he’d think of him. He missed the man whose face and name he couldn’t recall, as if he were pining for him alone.

 

That’s why he hated it. He hated how that one night of sex had changed him into someone else. He hated how he unconsciously searched for him. If he could, he’d erase all the memories. He hated it, even as he longed for it. He hated it, even as he wished the man would appear before him.

 

And now, now that he realized that man was Raven, he hated it to death. He hated being pinned under him, lost in ecstasy, moaning and chasing pleasure. He hated it so much it pissed him off.

 

“Fuck, you bastard….”

 

It was like a dog in heat. Whether it was him lying face down on the bed with his ass up or Raven fucking him from behind with one knee raised, they were both beasts driven mad by lust.

 

“Calling me a dog? I’d rather be a bird.”

 

He spouted nonsense.

 

As his laughter-filled voice drifted by, Renault let out a moan. Yes, there, more…, incoherent words spilled out. Raven, who had been looking down at Renault with a sinister gaze, pressed his foot down on Renault’s head, which was rubbing against the bed.

 

With one knee raised and his cock slamming down from above, he used his other foot to mess up Renault’s golden hair. He looked exactly like a beast mounting its prey.

 

Bastard. Swear words surged inside him. But even as he endured this, his cock twitched. He must have gone insane.

 

“So, did you enjoy it? Did you enjoy the guiding I gave you?”

 

“Hng, ugh…, you crazy—.”

 

“Why do you look so slutty like this? Huh? Who are you trying to devour? You’re not just after the guiding, are you? You want to devour me too, huh? You like it that much?”

 

Raven laughed wickedly as he rubbed his foot against Renault’s cheek. The sensation of the sole pressing against his heated cheek wasn’t unpleasant.

 

Just like that time five years ago, not only had his drained strength returned, but the wounds on his tattered body had completely healed. It didn’t matter how roughly he pressed and rubbed his foot against his cheek.

 

Renault grimaced but obediently lay face down, gripping and shaking his own cock. The bed was already soaked from how many times he’d come. But the thirst wouldn’t go away. More, more, he wanted to feel this intoxicating pleasure.

 

“Seeing you get so excited and desperate like this makes me want to feed you more. My strength, my cock, my cum, my spit—fuck, I want to make you swallow it all.”

 

Raven grabbed Renault’s ass cheeks and spread them wide to the side, revealing the red flesh gripping his raging cock. He spat a long stream of saliva onto it. Then he pushed the sticky fluid deep inside the hole.

 

The saliva-slicked cock slid in easily. Splat, splat—the lewd sound of wet flesh colliding grew louder. Renault’s hand on his own cock moved faster. A lewd moan spilled from his half-open mouth.

 

Raven, who had been rubbing Renault’s cheek with his foot, laughed lowly and moved his foot away. Renault glared at him with sharp eyes. He didn’t seem to realize that glaring with heated, unfocused eyes only had the opposite effect.

 

Raven smirked and reached out to grab Renault’s golden hair. His panting, red lips looked tempting. Without warning, he bent down and swallowed Renault’s lips. Renault tried to turn his head away in disgust, but he couldn’t escape the strong hand gripping his hair.

 

“Ha, you crazy bastard…, hng, damn it….”

 

Renault, sitting on Raven’s thigh, rocked his hips lewdly. Anyone watching would think he was a worn-out whore. Raven grabbed Renault’s cock and stroked it, his blue eyes glinting sinisterly.

 

“And in the end, you’re going to cum on my face, right?”

 

“What?”

 

“It’s no fun if only you get to eat. I need something to suck on too.”

 

As if salivating at the thought, he licked his lips, causing Renault’s face to flush even redder.

 

This crazy bastard. Renault cursed through clenched teeth, his expression one of disgust. But as soon as his hips were lifted, thrust after thrust, he was quickly lost in pleasure, letting out heated moans as if nothing had happened.

 

He was embarrassingly weak to pleasure. Renault’s sweat-drenched golden hair swayed messily. Beneath it, his tightly shut eyes, parted red lips, and the glimpse of his tongue between them were unbearably erotic. Enough to make him want to bite it all.

 

It was astonishing how his sharp eyes and usually expressionless face could unravel so completely. Not that it was bad. The thought that he was the only one who could see this lewd expression was rather satisfying.

 

Raven, who had been admiring Renault lying disheveled beneath him, thrust even more roughly. He loved the sound of Renault’s trembling moans. His dark desires grew even deeper.

 

Before long, Renault, completely aroused, let out a cry and came. Raven pulled him hard, making sure his cock aimed at his face. Thick, white fluid splattered across Raven’s face. Licking the pungent semen with his tongue, Raven grinned darkly.

 

“Fuck, it’s disgustingly delicious.”