The Villain’s Aide Has Run Away

The jolting of the carriage was barely noticeable.

Leslun felt as if his entire body was being crushed by Kailos. With each thrust, a deep red shaft emerged from between Leslun’s buttocks, only to plunge back in, drawing out a pained moan from him.

The long, thick shaft stirred his insides relentlessly, making it almost impossible to endure. Especially when Kailos’s thrusts lifted him off the ground, Leslun’s head would bump against the corner of the carriage.

“Hh, uhh…”

As if sensing Leslun’s attempt to escape, one of Kailos’s hands gripped his waist while the other cupped his head, holding him firmly in place. Kailos moved without mercy, his thrusts deep and unyielding.

Each time Kailos drove his shaft to the hilt, Leslun’s vision would flash white, then blue, then yellow.

“Your Highness… Please, just for a moment. Ah!”

Leslun grasped Kailos’s arm, but Kailos ignored his feeble resistance, probing the most sensitive spots. Leslun’s mouth opened in a silent scream.

Instead of air, Kailos’s tongue invaded him. The wet tongue explored his dry mouth, coating every surface.

“Mmm…”

Kailos’s lips pressed against Leslun’s, pushing his tongue deep inside. Below, Kailos’s shaft ground against him mercilessly.

Leslun felt like he was suffocating under Kailos’s weight, and the slow, deliberate movements felt like Kailos was branding his insides with the shape of his shaft.

With each rough thrust, the friction against his thighs was unbearable, and the junction of their bodies was both slick and painful.

“Hhhuuuh…”

The unfamiliar sensation made Leslun blink rapidly, feeling like he might pass out at any moment.

Just as Leslun thought he might lose consciousness, Kailos lifted his head. Kailos’s fingers tangled in Leslun’s hair.

“You’re blushing, yet your legs are spread wide open. You know that, right?”

Kailos’s teasing remark made Leslun bite his swollen lips.

“That hurts,” Kailos murmured, soothing Leslun’s lips with his fingers. Then, he traced the reddened lips with his wet fingers, sliding them down to tease Leslun’s nipples.

He circled the areola with his spit, then pinched the small nub with his fingernails.

“Hmm…”

“Isn’t it amazing how men can feel pleasure from their chests too?” Kailos mused, cupping Leslun’s flat chest, pinching and teasing the skin.

He wondered aloud if Leslun should gain more weight.

“Of course, you wouldn’t know about feeling pleasure from behind if you hadn’t experienced it. You’re my first, after all,” Kailos said, lifting his hips and pressing against Leslun’s soft buttocks, driving his shaft deeper.

“Then I must be your first love,” Leslun replied with a soft moan, pulling Kailos closer.

“Everything about you is perfect for me. You melt and reform, becoming something new,” Kailos said, his voice filled with certainty. Leslun didn’t feel shocked; he simply turned his head, hiding his overwhelming emotions.

‘Does Kailos even know what I’m thinking?’

“Wrap your legs around my waist,” Kailos commanded, and Leslun complied, locking his legs around Kailos’s hips.

One, two, the wet sounds filled the carriage as Kailos’s movements quickened. The mixture of oil and bodily fluids created a lewd, squelching noise, amplified by the sound of their skin slapping together.

Kailos’s shaft plowed through Leslun’s insides without restraint, probing every corner. Leslun could feel his own shaft being crushed against Kailos’s hard abdomen, sending jolts of pleasure through him.

“Ah, ah, ah, uhh…”

Leslun panted heavily, his vision swimming and his toes curling as an unfamiliar sensation built up. Yet, Kailos showed no sign of slowing down, his relentless movements driving Leslun to the brink.

Leslun’s mouth hung open, saliva dripping from the corner as he struggled to process the intense, unfamiliar sensations.

“Your Highness, please… I, I…”

“Come if you need to,” Kailos said, already knowing Leslun’s need. He gripped Leslun’s shaft, stroking it in time with his thrusts. The sensation sent Leslun’s excitement soaring.

“I think I’m going to…”

Leslun’s plea went unanswered as Kailos rolled him onto his side, lifting one of Leslun’s legs. With a final, deep thrust,

“Ouch!”

Leslun threw his head back, a jolt of electric pleasure surging through him, shattering his control. Something inside him gave way.

“Hhuh… Your Highness.”

And from the opened hole, something began to flow.

At the same time, clear fluid spurted from Leslun’s shaft, and Kailos released his seed deep inside, coating Leslun’s insides. Kailos continued to stroke Leslun’s shaft, milking every last drop, his relentless touch sending Leslun into a state of exhaustion as he stared at the ceiling of the carriage.