"How is it, does it not hurt like this?"
"..."
Leonardo moved his lips, at a loss for words. Forget about not hurting, his mind was completely blank... no, pitch black.
Did he really not know where they were touching right now? Or did he know, but was doing this on purpose?
It felt like all the blood in his body was rushing to one place where their bodies met. Moreover, every time the other exhaled, his abdomen contracted and expanded repeatedly. The dull movement tickling between his thighs spread a strange heat in his lower belly, beyond the unfamiliarity he had felt when riding a horse for the first time.
As Leonardo only gaped without answering, Hugo, who had no intention of listening from the beginning, leaned his upper body to bring his face closer. Startled hands used all their strength to block the approaching chest and shameless lips.
"Wai-wait a minute! This position is weird–"
"What's weird?"
"That. Ah, don't. Put me down."
Leonardo whined on top of Hugo, unable to tighten or loosen his thighs. Being suspended in the air, wedged between the wall and the man, the more he moved, the more his sensitive areas were stimulated. That place often made decisions on its own without agreement, so this time too, he couldn't struggle too hard for fear of easily raising expectations.
The large hands supporting under his buttocks were also very distracting. Unlike a moment ago when he had been at ease, Leonardo's neck and ears turned bright red as if about to burst.
The blue eyes shone faintly at the ripe skin and earlobes in front of them. The sight of him wriggling after provoking first was quite cute.
But at the same time, it was stimulating enough to want to bite and burst the flesh. Not wanting to let go like this, Hugo decided to use a slightly underhanded trick.
"You said you'd give me a gift."
"...Wha–"
Leonardo, who was about to retort, flinched. Hugo's lips, pressed by the rude hand, made a sticky trail along the gully of his lifeline.
Leonardo, whose eyes had turned red, trembled the two hands covering his face. Through the gaps between his open fingers, a beastly light flashed towards him.
"You said you'd repay me. Then, you should pay the price."
Between the intermittent breaths, lewd sounds of smack, smack leaked out. Like a damp cave, the man's voice vibrated in the hot hand.
'...Crazy bastard.'
Whether in shock or agreement, the resisting palms lost strength and slid down smoothly. Leonardo felt a chilling thrill running down his spine and chewed the inside of his cheek, cursing inwardly.
With the back of his head leaning against the wall, his fine brows furrowed with excitement. After being captivated by the blue eyes and lips soaked in lust, he pressured the slender waist with trembling legs as if embracing it.
The saliva-soaked palm fumbled the man's particularly swollen cheek.
"You... really seem like a bad uncle."
The thick and graceful eyebrows slightly crumpled. Then they loosened and he chuckled.
"Well, it's not wrong."
Hugo tilted his head into the hot and damp palm cupping his cheek. Then he took the plump flesh connecting to the thumb into his mouth and sucked deeply, making a sound.
"You know what I want. So give it to me quickly."
Unlike the childish pleading words, the angry breath was far from innocent. Under the shadow of his eyes full of desire, Leonardo felt his mind go blank as if hypnotized.
Hugo Agrizendro caressed his palm and yearned for affection. Moreover, the target was himself, who had consistently been treated like a child.
Despite being able to do it first, he waited obediently for the reward in a lower position than him, saying he would follow his choice.
"You told me... not to be curious about adult matters."
However, Leonardo, hiding his heated inner thoughts, rubbed his fingers thickly over his mouth.
"You always treat me like a child, so how would I know?"
The arrogantly downcast eyes seemed to decide whether to bestow upon him based on his answer. The quick-witted guy, why did he have to pretend not to know at a time like this?
Hugo narrowed his brows tinged with impatience. Pressing his face close, he whispered the secret password his emperor desired at this moment.
"I don't kiss children."
Leonardo's chest swelled greatly and then subsided.
'Driving me crazy.'
Even trivial words sounded excessively obscene and lovely when heard from this mouth.
Leonardo, gripping Hugo's cheeks, couldn't hold back this time and poured out his impulse first. He sighed, wondering if the man's face could be this erotic. Hugo's lips, receiving a handful of it, immediately opened softly.
A tongue filled with greed crawled out and gladly welcomed the innocent lust swayed by a single word. Leonardo bit Hugo's reception with his teeth and shook it left and right without hurting.
"Mmph, mmm―"
"Mmm..."
As if a predator trying to cut off the prey's breath, he scratched with his teeth until the mucous membrane stung. Lewd pure sounds and two low moans intersected. The humming-like voices that couldn't even be lyrics were sweeter to Hugo's ears than any symphony.
They played each other who had become instruments and followed the conductor called instinct. He stretched his neck straight and fully accepted the young lion's biting in tune with the conducting.
Occasionally, he tilted his head to adjust the angle so they could interlock deeper. While doing so, as if telling him to eat slowly without choking, he gently patted the buttocks he was supporting with his hands.
But he was also a beast full of desire, so sometimes his hands that had lost self-control would grip the buttocks tightly on their own. Whenever the thick palms revealed their presence from below, Leonardo, startled, would release the tongue he had been biting and raise his head.
"Haa, ha..."
The rough breaths scattered toward the waiting room ceiling, panting. The golden hair wet with heat clung to his skin, shining in an erotic color.
Hugo blankly looked up at the other's face, obscenely stained.
"...Leo."
Rolling the sweet name on the tip of his tongue, he rested his disheveled forehead on his shoulder.
Closing his eyes tightly, he felt the throbbing of the fluttering chest on his flushed cheek. Hugo buried his face in the fabric dyed with the scent of sunlight and muttered softly:
"Are you really going to leave?"
Instantly, the shoulders that had been rising and falling regularly stopped with a thud. The evenly exhaled breath also lost its rhythm like a dissonance.
Feeling the agitation fully, Hugo opened his eyes halfway and raised his head. His lips headed towards Leonardo's jawline, unable to reach.
Somehow feeling that if he kissed him now, there would be no turning back, Leonardo turned his head, avoiding the approaching lips.
The spiteful shake of the head blatantly exposed the well-ripened Adam's apple and black choker. As if trying to leave a scratch near the ominous shackle, Hugo lightly bit the reddish neck.
"Ah...!"
Leonardo, whose eyes sparked, flinched greatly. Hugo didn't care and tormented the delicate skin, sucking and biting. As if stamping an indelible mark, he left a deeper trace than the black collar.
"Ah, don't–. I... put me down."
Reddish bruises and excited pleas bloomed like flowers wherever he passed.
"If you tell me one of your secrets, I'll put you down."
Hugo replied, rubbing his breath as if making a deal. Leonardo, who had been shrinking his neck to avoid him, slightly lowered his gaze. The dew-covered eyelashes draped over the golden eyes like beads.
"..."
Difficulty quickly spread in the eyes wet with carnal desire.
As if he could give his lips but not his secrets, Hugo eventually sneered bitterly.
"Alright. Don't, then."
He covered the naughty lips that wouldn't speak with his own mouth. As if to make sure they could never be used for any other purpose, he diligently tamed them to be used only for kissing him, stirring the oar of yearning.
Occasionally, from the gap between Leonardo's parted lips, moans of ah, ah flowed out. It wasn't intentional. It was because of the weight pressing down on his whole body and the other's tongue that now roamed his mouth as if it were its own.
The skilled tongue tip that, unlike his own, scratched his nerves without even erecting one was truly the one and only god and destroyer that ruined his world.
If he stretched one arm to the side, beyond the pouring sunset light, there would be numerous guard members waiting for His Excellency's orders. Yet, leaving a distance of not even 100m, he was craving their lord, and being craved by their lord.
"Ngh, ah..."
"Haa..."
Leonardo was engulfed in an inexplicable sense of betrayal. Was it because the unbelievable panting of each other echoed in the vast waiting room? Or was it because he harbored inner thoughts he couldn't tell the upright other and yearned for affection while embracing his neck?
Whichever it was, the thought couldn't continue for long. He only put all his strength into containing the sensual secrets that threatened to leak from the thick crevice of the kiss.
The two men bit into each other's breaths incessantly, as if on the day they had fallen into the water. As if deliberately trying to forget the poignancy brought by the farewell, they sank into their own lake and helplessly fell into each other's arms.