Chapter 15.2

“Alvin, I’m here.”

She knocked, but there was no response. Pressing her ear to the door, she heard movement.

“I’m coming in.”

Wondering what was needed for humans to truly understand each other, Liat prepared a gift for honest conversation and entered.

Inside, a familiar scene unfolded. It was a back view she’d seen before, but this time, instead of a chair, it was the bed, making his broad back more visible.

Alvin was kneeling on the bed, legs slightly apart, absorbed in something. He didn’t greet her, showing he wouldn’t acknowledge her.

His half-bare masculine scent wafted thickly from his broad back, muscles twitching with every movement of his veined arms.

“Huff, hnn…”

“Al…vin…?”

His palm, slick with clear fl*id, revealed and covered his member repeatedly, moving quickly, the tip growing wetter with each motion. The cloudy, sticky liquid became more obvious as Liat approached the bed.

Step one. Alvin, realizing she was coming closer, exhaled a heated breath.

“Mm, ngh.”

Step two. The clear fl*id lost all transparency, streaming down his fingers onto the sheets.

Having not relieved himself in a long time, his arousal made the sound of the thick liquid especially loud.

“Ha…”

Arriving at the bedside, Liat gazed at his sunlit back. Before the abduction, his back had been covered with her nail marks, but now not a trace remained.

“Alvin.”

“Nngh…!”

When his master called, his lower body, lost in l*st, twitched visibly, but Liat, intent on showing her anger, turned her head away.

Alvin nearly cl*maxed just from hearing his name, but pressed his fingernail to his urethra, using the pain to hold back. Angry red veins rose on his hips.

“I won’t interrupt. Keep going.”

Whether he was truly angry or just sulking, Alvin’s lower body was clearly aroused. When he stopped moving, wetness continued to drip from the tip.

Having held back, his member was filled to bursting with s*men.

The restless organ kept leaking, almost as if to prove its innocence. The clear liquid looked like tears, making the large shaft seem pitiful.

“You’re still angry.”

Liat knelt in front of him. Climbing onto the bed, she was enveloped in his masculine scent. She placed her hand on the wet sheet to steady herself and leaned close.

Her scent filled Alvin’s nose, making his eyes go dreamy and lose focus.

“I’m sorry for so much more than that. I really was wrong.”

“Ah…”

After recovering, Alvin clung to her like a cicada to a tree, unwilling to let go.

He was too prickly from the shock of nearly losing his lover to have a proper conversation.

When they regained emotional stability after making up for lost time, they were often interrupted—by Roigi or his father, for example.

She’d considered talking at night, but Alvin would just hug her and fall asleep, catching up on missed rest. Then, after entering the Imperial Capital, things ended up like this.

“I know how much you care about me, but I acted recklessly. It’s only natural you’d avoid me.”

“…!”

It was a familiar line. He’d said it after satisfying his desires with Liat and she avoided him.

Liat pressed her cheek to his stiff face and began to nuzzle him like a cat.

“I’ll do anything.”

“…Don’t.”

“I’ll do whatever it takes until you forgive me.”

She moved away to retrieve the gift she’d prepared, and Alvin sighed softly, finding it endearing. She lightly brushed her lips across his nose.

She’d prepared a lace blindfold. With it on, Liat looked truly sensual. Her dazzling eyes shone through the thin lace.

Seeing that, Alvin’s heart melted, like ice under the sun.

“I’ll spend my life repaying you at your side.”

“Your life…”

“So trust me. I keep delaying, but you know I belong at your side.”

‘We’ve always been together.’

That was enough. Alvin had no hope of winning against Liat in hide-and-seek.

Liat’s body fell back. His damp palm wrapped her slender wrist and pushed her down. Her back hit the bed, and Alvin filled her view.

“But this is separate from forgiving you.”

“H-huh?”

“I’ve had a hard time, so you’ll let me sulk a bit, right?”

His lazy smile contrasted with his dark voice and heated lower body.

‘I’ll do anything.’

Only now did Liat realize the weight of her words, but once spoken, they couldn’t be taken back.

“You said anything.”

“Um, Alvin…”

“Just think of it as a light punishment. Like I was back then.”

Alvin, mouth open, moved close.

His feverish lips met hers, and his moist tongue parted her teeth, searching inside. The weight atop her made it impossible to resist; she had no choice but to open her mouth.

Her jaw was stretched to its limit by the rough invader, but his greedy tongue kept pushing deeper, threatening to reach her throat.

As she struggled for breath, Alvin tickled her inner cheek with his tongue. His thick tongue left her no room to breathe, feeding her his breath as he kissed her.

Their wet flesh tangled, making embarrassing sounds. The passionate play of tongues echoed in their heads, fueling their heat.

Alvin held her wrist with his right hand, while his left, like a snake, slipped under her dress. His fingers pressed against her skin with force.

As agile as a cat climbing a tree, Alvin wasted no time cupping her br*ast.

“Ha!”

The soft flesh of the sphere slipped through relentless fingers and bulged out. If she had been n*ked, this lewd and beautiful sight would have been visible, but Alvin was focused only on gathering her escaping br*ast back into his palm.

As if welcoming the one who cherished her, delicate grains of light popped up, begging to be touched.

He pinched her n*pple between thumb and forefinger, digging his nail into the dimpled tip. Liat arched her chest and gasped for breath. Not stopping there, he teased her, and saliva pooled in her mouth.

“Don’t let it go to waste.”

Alvin scooped it up with his tongue and brought it to her lips, stealing the water from the well.

“If your mouth is like this, you must be even wetter below.”

With a crude tease, his hand moved down from her br*ast. The heat and moisture had already soaked her underwear.

Already aroused, he wanted to pierce her leaking lower half and press their bellies together.

‘I can’t end this so easily.’

He needed to correct her habit of charging ahead recklessly. He decided to ignore the drooling hole begging to be filled.

As m*ans came from below, Alvin sealed her lips with a soft kiss.

“Just for today, I’m going to do exactly what I want. That’s okay, right?”

“Ah, ah. Alvin, Alviiin…”

“If you want to run, now’s your chance.”

“I’d never run away and leave you…”

Alvin, pulling away from her lips, bit her dress and lifted it. The thick outer layer slid up easily, revealing her pale skin beneath the thin undergarments. Her cute, taut n*pples moved closer and farther with her unsteady breathing.

As he stared, the n*pples, sensing his gaze, grew even larger and ripened, perfect for slipping between his fingers.

Normally, he’d be busy sucking and nibbling, but today he intended to give only the minimum stimulation, at least until Liat cried and begged.

He had already heated her body for this, so now both would face a trial.

“Are you mad?”

“…”

Alvin smiled coldly, saying nothing.

* * *

“Straighten your back, Liat. You’ll suffocate like this.”

“Ah, hnn, uhn, hnn…”

“Straighten.”

Her near-crying m*ans begged for mercy, but Alvin, unhesitating, commanded her.

Liat gripped the bed’s headboard and tried to straighten her back, but the skilled teasing and intense pleasure made it impossible to resist.

Alvin’s palm sliced through the air toward her buttocks. Slap! A sharp sound brought pain mixed with pleasure.

“Again.”

“Ah, ha! Please, please…”

“Why? This is punishment. If you don’t want another, hold yourself up properly.”

Every time her lower body collapsed, Alvin spanked her. When she wiggled her hips, her soft flesh pressed against his face as he kissed her below.

His warning about suffocation was exaggerated, but her overflowing fl*ids did make breathing difficult. After several climaxes, her entrance was flooding, and Alvin, drinking from the never-dry spring, licked the tangy liquid from his lips.

Her twitching opening showed its insides, naturally opening and waiting for his invasion.

“Don’t you have anything to say to me?”

“I-I said I’m sorry.”

“And?”

“Ah, I won’t! From now on…”

“What?”

“Ah, hnn! Ngh!”

Alvin released her skin and pushed his middle finger into her twitching opening. His thick finger scraped her inner walls, making Liat shudder.

“Keep talking.”

“I won’t! I won’t act recklessly anymore!”

His bent finger stirred the deep crack, and her inner walls contracted, gripping him tightly.

“Really?”

“R-really…”

Just as she hoped this near-torturous service would end, Liat realized she was wrong.

“Hnn!”

“How can I believe you? You’re leaving me again.”

Two more thick fingers joined the first. Each time his fingers moved inside, tangy fl*id dripped onto his face.

“But…”

“I know you want to protect everyone.”

Alvin, closest to her, understood better than anyone how Liat would blame her own weakness after being kidnapped.

But understanding didn’t mean forgiving. He worried about whether his strength for her was enough, and it saddened him to endure their separation.