The Villain’s Aide Has Run Away

Leslun clung to Kailos without knowing where the carriage was heading. When Kailos’s lips met his, Leslun instinctively opened his mouth to receive him.

In the heat of their intertwined breaths, Leslun slightly opened his eyes and saw the red sky and shadows of the forest through the swaying curtains. The carriage’s movements made him feel the forest path beneath them.

“Focus,” Kailos’s deep, firm voice seeped into Leslun’s ears. Leslun closed his eyes tightly.

Immediately, Kailos’s tongue swept across Leslun’s mouth, then sharpened to probe sensitive spots. The sensation made Leslun’s throat tingle, and a suppressed sob escaped him.

Heat bubbled up from deep within, and every touch of Kailos’s rough skin sent shivers through his body, making him feel weightless. Each touch that removed his clothes made him feel like parts of his body were crumbling.

Before Leslun even realized it, Kailos’s hands had slipped under his shirt. Neither hot nor cold, the touch sent a tingling sensation beneath his skin.

Kailos’s gentle hands made Leslun’s hips quiver. When Kailos insistently stroked and gripped his buttocks, pressed against the carriage floor, Leslun couldn’t help but let out a moan.

“Why am I so sensitive today?”

He pretended to ignore it, but even the slightest touch made his senses reel, and resistance melted away. Sweat made his clothes stick to him, and Kailos peeled them off one by one, like layers of a husk.

“As always, you’re so fair,” Kailos commented, making Leslun unconsciously wrap his arms around himself, though he could barely cover up with just a shirt.

“I know now how such pale skin can blush,” Kailos said with a smile in his voice, clearly satisfied.

“Your most vibrant color is right here,” he added, lightly touching Leslun’s erection, making him freeze.

“Or should I say, it matches you better in pink?”

Every time Kailos’s finger traced the tip, Leslun’s breath caught. His body felt foreign to him, and when Kailos’s thumb insistently rubbed him, Leslun couldn’t hold back any longer.

“Ah!”

Leslun’s thighs twitched as if trying to escape Kailos. At the same time, his legs trembled.

The shiver spread from his hips to his neck, and each jolt of the carriage intensified the sensation.

Leslun’s mind went blank. Every touch from Kailos made his body respond before he could think.

The more he tried to push away, the more he found himself drawn in. When Leslun’s hips arched, a suppressed moan escaped his lips.

He was more sensitive than usual, and each light touch from Kailos made him feel like he was about to shatter. At the same time, a wave of irresistible pleasure washed over him.

“Just let yourself feel it,” Kailos murmured.

“Even without your words, I…” Leslun’s voice trailed off as his hips arched involuntarily, already trembling. Kailos’s touch found its way in.

The sudden sensation made Leslun’s legs buckle, and his toes curled. His breath came in ragged gasps, and the moan he had been holding back finally escaped.

“Haah… Please, stop,” Leslun pleaded, but his body was already giving a different answer. His thighs parted, and the more he struggled, the deeper the sensation drew him in.

When the carriage’s air grew hot, a burst of warmth exploded from him.

Drip, drip.

It shot upward, then dripped down.

The shiver he felt when Kailos’s finger entered him was more intense than any other sensation.

“It can’t be,” Leslun thought, unable to accept it. The books said he wouldn’t feel pleasure from behind, but he couldn’t easily accept that it had brought him to the edge of ecstasy.

Kailos, noticing his shock, undid his buttons with a sly smile.

“I understand your surprise, but now isn’t the time to be stunned.”