☆、(7 Fresh Coins) The Sigh of the Rose (10) (18N, Fictional, OOC, Extra Chapter - Warning!)

"Mmm...no...don't bite..." The knight winced in pain, and he reached out to push away the other's head buried in his chest. "It hurts..."

"I'm sorry..." The elf sighed softly as he lingered on the man's chest for a few more moments. Then, he reached out and picked up a broken petal, which slipped down unexpectedly and into the tight crevice of the man's buttocks. With his other hand, he parted the two firm, full buttocks, and with his fingers moistened with the flower nectar, he gently pressed the tightly closed opening. Somehow, he had opened the door to this precious guest's room and quickly inserted the petal... along with his two slender, strong fingers.

"Ah...you...how could you..." Adam cried out in surprise, his anus suddenly tightening. He stared at the other man, his body stiff, clearly disgusted by the act. He knew that this place was used in male-to-male sex, and he knew that in his past life he had always been the one on top, but he still couldn't accept it immediately. Emperor Keoti also had male lovers, but those lovers were all delicate and beautiful young men, basically the same type as Calvin—of course, they couldn't compare to the beauty and figure of the elves. He had always thought that even if he were with a man, he should be the one taking the initiative, but he never expected that he had been completely dominated by beautiful young men since his past life, and even in this life, it was still the same. An indescribable shame overwhelmed him, and he began to shrink back, trying to pull that horrible finger out of his body.

Calvin reached out and pressed hard on his waist, leaned down and kissed his cheek, whispering soothingly, "You're too tight here, it will hurt if I don't do this." As he spoke, he began to move his fingers back and forth, trying to expand and soften the small flesh with the increasing amount of flower juice.

The gentle whispers and kisses contrasted sharply with the relentless movements below. Adam understood that this man was not going to let him go as he had before. He wanted to stop, but couldn't think of a reason—after all, he had pounced on him first. Trying to act on his instincts as before was even more impossible—was this a case of being outmatched and forced to concede defeat? His head was spinning, but the more he thought, the more helpless he became, with only increasingly feeble struggles showing his final resistance.

“Adam…” Calvin whispered the man’s name, slowly sliding down his body, forcefully spreading the man’s long legs, burying his face in the crotch that he so desired, taking a deep breath, and murmuring as if in a dream, “You smell so good…” Before he finished speaking, he stuck out his tongue and licked the vulva that was constantly overflowing with flower juice, stirring it with his fingers, making the tight vulva wet and soft, as if it was eager to devour something.

Startled by the other's actions, Adam struggled desperately, his eyes red with rage: "No, no! Don't... don't lick... ahh... it's dirty..."

“How could it be dirty? It’s clearly…” Calvin raised his head slightly to look at the knight, pulled his fingers out of the little hole, put them in his mouth and sucked, his face full of intoxication, “It’s so sweet…” His hand was covered in red flower juice, which made his rose-colored lips even more crimson, making him look exceptionally tempting.

Adam stared at him, his lips trembling, unable to utter a word. Although it looked like the other man was licking flower juice, they both knew it was mixed with his own taste... How could this man lick it like that! And it was sweet... Sweet my foot! Even though he knew he had done even worse things with this man in his past life, when it actually happened, he was still overwhelmed by shame and indignation.

"Such a delicious little hole...let me have a taste too?" Calvin said, straightening up and raising his legs to his shoulders without saying a word. He grasped his already rock-hard member, rubbed it back and forth a few times, and then moved it towards the constantly opening and closing little hole.

Still in shock, Adam watched as the other person shoved that thing into his anus until the hot, wet tip pressed against his rear. He jolted, kicking his legs to try and pull back: "No! No! That...that...is too...too..."

He had just realized a serious problem. That was… Calvin's thing… was huge. It wasn't the first time he'd seen it—or rather, he'd seen it many times in his memories of his past life. This somewhat androgynous "magician" possessed genitals completely disproportionate to his physique—he had indeed been nearly killed by that thing every time. The thought made him even more panicked, his face turning pale, and without saying a word, he just kept backing away.

END IF

Author's Note:

Pfft pfft pfft~ In this story, Rose is always depicted as a young boy~ I'm so wicked.