I Just Wanted to Avoid Death - Chapter 142

“Hngh……”

Yeshion bit his lip as he clung to Eldis’s neck.

The moment he agreed to the imprinting, Eldis’s hand, which had been roaming over his b******s, began feeling around his entrance like it had been waiting.

The moment one finger slipped inside after rubbing against the tightly closed spot, Yeshion sucked in a breath and jerked his hips.

“Does it hurt?”

Yeshion shook his head.

It didn’t hurt, it just felt strange. The sensation of a finger burrowing inside was vivid, but what was even weirder was the warm fluid that flowed inward along with it.

As his body tensed up at the unfamiliar sensation, Eldis gripped his soft butt firmly with his other hand.

“Relax, Yeshion. It’s tight in there. If you don’t loosen up, you’ll get hurt.”

“Easy for you to say……!”

Yeshion bit his lip and exhaled a heated breath.

The bathwater he was submerged in was surely hotter than human body temperature, yet strangely, the finger probing his hole felt even hotter.

Eldis’s fingers were so long and thick that Yeshion couldn’t tell whether he was biting down on a finger or a c**k.

“Yeshion.”

His hips bucked on their own, his breath coming out ragged, and Eldis softly spoke his name.

When Yeshion made no answer but simply gripped his neck tighter, he gently pushed his shoulder and pressed his lips to his chin.

“May I fill you with my desire?”

The moment he asked, the finger digging into the rough inner wall rubbed against the most sensitive flesh.

Was that spot even that responsive?

Yeshion, who had been murmuring in a low voice the entire time, opened his eyes wide and let out a deeper moan than ever before.

“…Ungh!”

“That’s your answer.”

Just as Yeshion was about to protest that a moan wasn’t an answer, Eldis gripped his cheek, tilted his chin, and slid his tongue between his parted lips.

He curled around Yeshion’s shoulders.

Separate from the shame he had felt as his lower half throbbed, seeing such a proper and reserved man so aroused, panting wildly, was unbelievably stirring.

His rough kisses and ragged breathing. Those always-sombre eyes were now stained with heat. His heart pounded hard.

As Yeshion glanced up and met Eldis’s golden eyes, Eldis thrust in another finger.

It felt heavy deep inside.

Yeshion shook violently, grabbed his shoulder, and tried to sit up to pull out his fingers, but Eldis laughed and drove them in deeper.

“Ah!”

Unlike the hand tapping his shoulder as if to chastise in mock complaint, Yeshion’s hole quivered and gulped down his fingers.

Swallowing his saliva hard, Eldis quietly looked up at Yeshion’s face. His eyes, cheeks, even his rounded shoulders and nape of his neck were flushed red.

How had he endured this with such composure until now?

In his heart, he longed to lift this body, spread his hole, and thrust his c**k all the way in, piercing his small, delicate body, swallowing every cry that came with each thrust.

Praying fervently that Yeshion would think only of him.

‘Would you then be afraid?’

Would he gaze at him with disgust rather than the reddening eyes he now saw?

Suppressing that insidious thought he could never reveal, Eldis parted his lips. It was a pity their faces had moved further apart because of Yeshion’s raised knees, but he didn’t mind.

Instead, Eldis bit the pink-stained n****e right before his eyes.

“E-Eldis?!”

A voice of horror answered.

He bared his teeth and bit the small flesh, and Yeshion twisted his waist, letting out a moan.

It tasted unbearably sweet.

By the time three of his fingers barely fit inside, Eldis untied the towel wrapped around his waist and tossed it outside the bath.

The waterlogged towel landed far away with a plop.

When Yeshion lowered his gaze at that sound and looked up at his threateningly e***t c**k, Eldis, holding his waist tightly, thrust his c**k into Yeshion’s trembling hole.