Becoming the Terminally-Ill Villain Who Torments His Disciples - Chapter 78.1
“…Did I just hear that wrong?”
Oscar couldn’t believe his ears. Of all people, to hear something like that coming from Cielo.
“What did you just say…?”
“I definitely learned how to do it… but now that I’m the one trying to do it first, I’m too embarrassed to do it properly.”
If Oscar had still been asleep, maybe he could’ve mustered up the courage to try a few things. But now that he was awake, the embarrassment overwhelmed him, and he didn’t think he could go through with it.
As Cielo pushed against Oscar’s chest as if to back off, Oscar held onto his wrist and said,
“…Can’t you do it for me?”
“…What?”
“You said you learned how, didn’t you? Then teach your student too. Please?”
Oscar spoke with a pout, clearly not hiding his dissatisfaction.
Who else could Cielo have learned kissing from? Obviously, from that damn mutt sleeping like a log right beside them, completely unaware of what was going on right under his nose.
Oscar’s stomach churned with irritation, but at the same time, he felt oddly pleased. If Cielo hadn’t learned how to kiss, he wouldn’t be seeing him act so adorably like this.
“I don’t know how to kiss or anything like that, so I want to learn from you, Master.”
Oscar whispered to the hesitant Cielo.
At that, Cielo blinked in disbelief, looking incredulous.
Liar.
“You already know how to do it.”
During their first rut cycle together, Oscar had clearly turned his face and rubbed his skin against Cielo’s. Whether he’d learned it from someone else or had been naturally skilled from the beginning, one thing was certain.
If Cielo took the initiative and tried to teach him, it was only a matter of time before Oscar ended up teasing him instead.
“Hurry up, Master.”
Oscar urged him like he was coaxing a reluctant child.
He knew he was probably going to get teased, but… he still wanted to kiss him.
Lightly pressing against Oscar’s chest, Cielo sat up and settled onto his lap. Then, running his thumb gently over Oscar’s plump lips, he said,
“You start by either nibbling or licking the lips.”
“…”
“And once the other person opens their mouth, you slowly rub your tongues together…”
As Cielo explained, Oscar smiled and wrapped an arm around his waist. His violet eyes, quietly gazing up at him, were filled with joy.
“Don’t stare at me like that. It’s… it’s making me nervous.”
“Then I’ll close them.”
Oscar said that and shut his eyes tightly.
Cielo blinked at the fluttering eyelashes, then reached out and gently brushed them with his fingertips.
“…That tickles.”
Oscar’s voice carried a hint of laughter. It was obvious he was delighted—every little thing Cielo did seemed to bring him joy.
As Oscar quietly felt Cielo’s fingers on his face, he suddenly puckered his lips playfully. Cielo let out a soft giggle, then brought his own lips to Oscar’s.
Carefully parting his lips, Cielo lightly bit down on Oscar’s.
He could feel the soft sensation pressing back against his own lips.
“A little more.”
Oscar murmured, not hiding his anticipation as he parted his lips.
Seeing his face so clearly expressing what he wanted, Cielo grabbed his collar and slowly extended his tongue, slipping it into Oscar’s mouth.
But that was all.
Once Cielo’s small, delicate tongue entered Oscar’s mouth, it faltered and froze up, barely moving.
This isn’t right…
It felt so different from when Ryan or Oscar had kissed him.
Back then, their tongues had tangled persistently, intertwining with heat and intensity. The sensation of his mouth being completely filled had overwhelmed him—but now, the lack of that same pressure made his mind go blank. He didn’t know what to do.
“Heh…”
Just then, a small chuckle came from above his head.
Cielo peeked up. At some point, Oscar had opened his eyes and was gazing at him with a look of pure affection.
Overcome with embarrassment, Cielo quickly pulled away from the kiss, but Oscar immediately leaned in closer.
“…Mmph!”
As if teasing him, Oscar slipped his tongue between their slightly parted lips and nudged at Cielo’s shyly curled tongue.
But only for a moment.
Soon, Oscar skillfully wrapped their tongues together, then grabbed Cielo’s chin and gently pried his mouth open as he murmured,
“Stick out your tongue, Master.”
Blinking slowly, Cielo did as told—and Oscar, making a lewd sound, began sucking on it. As if to say, there are kisses like this too.
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