The Villain’s Aide Has Run Away

The hand that had been caressing his waist moved up to pinch his nipple, while Kailos’s tongue explored every corner of Leslun’s mouth. A moan escaped Leslun’s throat, unspoken.

As their lips parted, a wet sound echoed. Leslun’s eyelids fluttered, and Kailos immediately buried his face in Leslun’s chest. He rolled his tongue around the nipple like it was candy, then sucked on the areola. Occasionally, his front teeth would graze it, causing Leslun to involuntarily arch his back.

“Mmm…”

Despite Leslun’s pained moan, Kailos relentlessly explored his body. He pulled down Leslun’s wet pants, and Leslun, with trembling hands, removed Kailos’s.

Their aroused genitals and pale buttocks were exposed. Kailos licked his way down to Leslun’s abdomen.

Wherever his tongue touched, an unfamiliar sensation spread. Leslun’s breath hitched, and the hot air in the bathroom filled his lungs, constricting his chest and tickling his body with pleasure.

As Leslun panted, staring at the ceiling, Kailos pushed back his wet hair and met his gaze.

“No matter where you came from, you’ve come to the right place.”

Kailos’s voice echoed in the bathroom, making Leslun’s heart race.

Like a villain escaping a villain, he had fallen into the hands of the ultimate villain. He hadn’t forgotten the despair he felt when he first landed in Kailos’s grasp. But now…

When Kailos’s hand delved deep, Leslun’s thighs quivered. Kailos smirked.

Before Leslun could decipher the meaning of that smile, Kailos’s hand wrapped around his erection, eliciting a short cry from him.

“Ah, Your Highness.”

Kailos locked eyes with Leslun, as if encouraging him to say anything. His hand moved busily.

Kailos’s intense gaze captured Leslun’s trembling eyebrows, wet eyelashes, and the sounds of their mingling breaths.

Leslun felt completely captured by him. His mind spun from the sensations overwhelming his heated body.

As Kailos gripped him tightly, Leslun’s toes curled. When Kailos teased his entrance, Leslun’s vision blurred.

“Ah, ah!”

The stimulation was overwhelming. Leslun cried out as Kailos’s fingers probed his entrance, eliciting a stronger reaction than when he stroked his length.

“Huff, huff…”

It was an indescribable sensation, sharp and piercing, like it was splitting his mind in two. He couldn’t help but let out a sound.

Soon, Leslun’s erection began to pulse, releasing beads of precum. Leslun looked up at the ceiling with blurred vision.

“You were expecting this, weren’t you?”

Kailos accepted Leslun’s reaction with a pleased smile. He kissed Leslun to calm him, and as they kissed, a strong floral scent wafted through the air.

Before Leslun could identify the source, Kailos’s hand returned to his entrance. This time, something slicker trailed down his crack. Soon, his perineum was wet.

Leslun felt the distinct sensation of Kailos’s fingers stretching him. With repeated motions, Kailos found a spot that made Leslun’s breath hitch.

“Huh, ah…”

His legs, spread wide, trembled. Kailos murmured against his lips.

“You’re adorable, Leslun.”

There was no time for Leslun to feel embarrassed. Kailos removed the rest of Leslun’s pants and began to explore him in earnest.

He left marks on Leslun’s skin while probing deeply below. It was more ecstatic than painful. Leslun unconsciously gripped his own erection.

A wave of pleasure, already experienced once, washed over him. His body jerked despite the subsiding sensations, and sweet moans rose from his throat.

Kailos removed Leslun’s hand and pressed his own erection against Leslun’s thin skin, rubbing slowly.

It was too hot. Unable to endure, Leslun threw his head back.

“Ah, ah. It feels so strange.”

“That’s natural. You’re absorbing me, so it should feel strange.”

Kailos soothed Leslun with a smirk, his satisfaction evident in his deepening smile. He rubbed his swollen erection against Leslun’s inner thigh, already smeared with precum.

“I’m going to enter you now. Tell me if it hurts.”

His tone suggested concern, but it was clear he intended for Leslun to melt completely into him. He seemed to be taking his time to ensure Leslun wasn’t frightened.

“When eating cake, what do you think as you take small bites?”

“It was sweet and soft… Your Highness.”

Leslun managed to finish his sentence despite gasping for breath. The cake analogy was embarrassingly cheesy, and Leslun almost laughed. In that moment, Kailos thrust into him.