☆、(7 Fresh Coins) The Sigh of the Rose (4) (Alternate Universe, OOC Side Story - Warning!)
General Kozmo, who valued his reputation more than his life, was naturally unwilling to do something so obvious to his subordinates at this moment—he would never place his hopes on Calvin showing restraint. Though unwilling to admit it, the fact was that his own excessive cooperation was a significant factor in Calvin's ability to consistently torment him to this point. Thinking of this, he bitterly hated his own weak willpower when facing this man. Damn it… why do I always surrender in the end! This time, I must resolutely refuse! Kozmo made a silent vow.
"Adam...I love you...Do you love me?" The exceptionally beautiful mage cupped his face in her hands, her beautiful cat-like eyes, rippling with moisture, fixed on him. Her rose-colored lips uttered sweet words that made hearts race. She looked like a legendary enchantress who used her beauty to seduce people, making them want to be captured by her willingly.
Kozmo felt a wave of dizziness. He quickly looked away, frowning slightly in annoyance. "What nonsense are you spouting?" He knew that if this continued, he would give in again, pathetically. What "love" and "like"? He had never imagined that he would be swayed by such cheesy and frivolous words, but he never expected that everything would change after meeting this person.
Ten years ago, when he first saw him, in that instant, he thought he had seen a fairy, a magical creature that existed only in legends, a being embodying beauty, delicacy, and purity. Amidst the falling petals, the boy slept peacefully, more beautiful and serene than the roses beside him. He had chased a deer into the forest, never expecting such an unbelievable sight to appear before him. For a moment, he stood there like a fool, staring blankly at the "fairy" before him.
Suddenly, the "elf" slowly opened her eyes, looked at him, and revealed a stunning smile: "Who are you?"
Perhaps, he was captivated from the moment he saw that smile. Although he later discovered that the other person wasn't an elf at all, but a cunning and wicked magician, far from pure, he still couldn't bring himself to feel any ill will towards him. Later, they organized a revolutionary army together, fought side by side, and traveled together. One was the commander, the other the strategist, their cooperation was seamless, and people called them the "Twin Pillars of the Empire"—he believed that their bond was an unbreakable "revolutionary friendship."
However, this notion was shattered when Calvin suddenly confessed his feelings to him. From initial hesitation and uncertainty to unwavering resolve, he finally realized that he had already fallen deeply in love with this person. Why couldn't he always refuse him? Why did he always indulge him? Why was he always being led by the nose by this person? All the answers were now clear. Love… this word is only a few letters long, but it was something that had already taken deep root in his heart, something that was incredibly difficult to express.
“Adam…” Calvin showed no sign of giving up. He stubbornly turned the man’s face back to his, leaned down and pressed their foreheads together, his slender fingers tracing the man’s honey-colored cheeks, his voice becoming hoarse, “My Adam… say you love me… okay…”
Kozmo was jolted. The deep affection in the man's eyes was like a fine net, binding him tightly and making it impossible for him to look away.
"I love you..." Calvin murmured, kissing his cheeks, forehead, eyebrows, and lips. His moist lips and tongue gently caressed every inch of his skin, conveying a warmth that words could not express.
“…No…not here.” Kozmo gritted his teeth and finally spoke in a low voice. Using such methods at this time was far too cunning. However, he couldn't resist. Although his words sounded like a refusal, both he and Calvin understood that it was tacit consent.
Upon hearing this, Calvin smiled slightly, a dark glint flashing in his eyes, and a transparent light screen formed around them. Then he reached out and touched the general's body, which was dressed in light casual clothes, sliding from the loose collar down to the firm waist, and then up to the long, muscular thighs. As the general reflexively tensed up, he suddenly slid his hand between the legs.
"Hmm..." Kozmo couldn't help but gasp, his legs clamping tightly together. Although the barrier meant they wouldn't have to worry about being suddenly discovered, this was still too direct. What was worse, his lower body was already giving an even more direct reaction.
Author's Note:
I didn't update yesterday, but I'll make up for it... (！＿！)
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