Before Raha’s eyes could even widen in shock, Grey grabbed him firmly by the arms and flipped him face-down onto the mattress.
Before he could even evaluate the situation, the blanket that had been guarding his modesty was swept off the bed by Grey’s hand.
“Let me put it in, High Priest,” Grey pleaded, his middle finger already swirling against the raw, swollen rim of Raha’s opening.
“No! We agreed on my mouth…!”
They had explicitly shaken hands on an oral session, so Raha couldn’t comprehend why the duke had suddenly flipped the script to full penetration.
“This is my very first ejaculation. I am not typically a person who attaches sentimental meaning to such milestones, but experiencing the first release of my life through the High Priest’s mouth is a bit…”
‘No, what does that even matter?!’
Raha stared back at Grey in utter disbelief.
That aside, the revelation that this would be his first ejaculation was entirely mind-boggling.
If that were true, it meant the duke had never even masturbated in his entire life.
No matter how strictly puritanical a human being was, didn’t they at least indulge in a bit of self-solace with their own hands?
Reaching back to firmly grasp Grey’s wrist as the man’s fingers continued to aggressively poke and prod at his opening, Raha questioned him.
“Your first ejaculation? Are you serious?”
“What benefit would I stand to gain by fabricating a falsehood to the High Priest?”
“But… you seem to know exactly where to put it.”
Even now, the duke was actively trying to force a finger inside.
As Raha grumbled the complaint under his breath like a quiet soliloquy, Grey climbed fully onto the mattress, using both hands to forcefully pry Raha’s buttocks apart.
“I was present when Blizan, Teore, and Gerard were taught this act.”
“You… you were actually taught how to do this?”
“The moment we reached adulthood, we received instructional lessons at the Crown Prince’s palace. Normally, all five of the elemental masters were required to attend, but Hayden—who is utterly obsessed with combat—believed he would drop dead if he ever stepped away from the borderlands, so he failed to participate.”
Pressing the thick head of his penis firmly against the taut flesh between the split buttocks, Grey continued to explain.
“Therefore, with the sole exception of Hayden, everyone is thoroughly well-versed in the mechanics of this act on a Teoreetical level. Was Teore not quite proficient?”
As he delivered the question, Grey drove his lower half forward with a heavy press, finally forcing the thick glans to wedge its way past the tight threshold.
“Ah! Hngh!”
As Grey forced his way into the already swollen hole, Raha felt a sharp, tearing sensation that made him reach out blindly behind him to push against the duke’s stomach.
“It hurts, ugh!”
“It hurts?”
“Of course it does…! No, you claim to be thoroughly well-versed in the Teorey. If that’s the case, shouldn’t you be pouring lubricant on it before forcing it in?”
“Lubricant?”
Grey tilted his head slightly, repeating the word as if it were a concept he had never encountered before.
‘Teore didn’t have a single clue about lubrication either. Whoever taught these men sex from a textbook was an utterly incompetent instructor.’
Granted, Raha hadn’t received formal education on the matter either, but through several grueling rounds of tumbling with Teore, he had accumulated enough practical experience to know exactly how to accommodate a penis of that substantial caliber without tearing himself apart.
‘Wait, since this room is an exact replica of Teore’s bedroom…’
Shoving Grey’s weight off him, Raha pushed himself up and crawled across the mattress toward the nightstand.
Opening the drawer, he found the exact bottle of scented oils that Teore frequently utilized.
‘As I thought.’
Clutching the bottle of scented oil, Raha turned back and thrust it toward Grey.
“You need to apply this before inserting it for it to slide in smoothly.”
“Where do I apply it?”
“Where do you think?”
When Raha snapped back with an incredulous look, Grey glanced down at his own penis, then shifted his gaze back to Raha’s opening.
Logically, one would simply coat both the shaft and the rim of the hole, but seeing that the duke completely lacked that sort of practical flexibility, Raha let out a blatant, exasperated sigh.
He snatched the bottle back out of Grey’s hand.
Unscrewing the cap, he poured a generous puddle of the slick oil into his own palm and began to slather it heavily along Grey’s rigidly erect penis.
Grey’s face flushed so intensely it looked ready to detonate at any given second, and a strained, agonizing groan escaped his throat.
Raha hadn’t intended to give him a handjob, but gripping the shaft to distribute the oil smoothly made the action mirror a manual stroke.
After meticulously coating the continuously twitching length, Raha leaned forward and used the remaining oil on his palm to lubricate the perimeter of his own opening.
Watching that exact sequence unfold, Grey’s vision snapped completely.
The highly provocative sight of Raha willingly spreading his buttocks right before his eyes to apply oil to his own hole obliterated the last remnants of Grey’s patience.
He lunged forward instantly, driving the full length of his penis straight into the opening.
“Ah! Slowly, hng… slow down.”
The sensation of the thick shaft ruthlessly conquering his inner walls was so stark it felt as though his lining was being dragged out and snapped back in with every lunge.
With Grey forcefully pinning his buttocks open from behind and desperately hammering his hips forward with heavy, echoing impacts, Raha’s body was shaken back and forth completely at the duke’s mercy.
Because the hole had already been claimed multiple times by Teore throughout the prior night, the pre-existing swelling made Grey’s blunt penetration bring a far more agonizing wave of pain.
With Grey simply stabbing inside him without a shred of technique, the knees Raha used to support his weight began to tremble violently, and a wave of nausea washed over him.
It was his first time realizing that being hammered without a shred of stimulation or pleasure could induce physical nausea.
Not to mention his buttocks, which were being gripped so tightly it flared with sharp pain. He was entirely certain it would leave deep bruises.
“Ah, hngh! Ahh! Ugh!”
Just like during the oral session, the duke was driving inside him with a complete loss of sanity, making it difficult for Raha to even draw breath.
He didn’t even know where to begin critiquing or instructing him.
The man was so utterly consumed by the urgent need to discharge his own lust that he couldn’t even perceive whether his partner was in agonizing pain or feeling good, making Raha realize they had a remarkably long way to go.
Because Grey kept relentlessly hammering against one single spot inside him, it triggered an influx of raw, stinging friction rather than a crescendo of pleasure.
Granted, even amidst the discomfort, there was an underlying thrill derived from the sheer pressure of being filled so completely.
But it was nowhere near as satisfying as his encounters with Teore.
‘If he stays like this, Edrion is going to have a miserable time too…’
He didn’t know why that specific thought crossed his mind, but as someone who now understood the physical toll of being on the receiving end, Raha figured that since he was already the one taking Grey’s virginity, he might as well train the duke properly so that Edrion could actually enjoy it later down the line.
Perhaps it was a strange manifestation of guilt for consuming Grey’s virginity right after taking Teore’s.
Though, internally, he still harbored a strong desire to claim Hayden’s virginity first whenever the chance arose.
“Wa—hng… stop, mmp, stop!”
Twisting his waist violently, Raha pushed back hard against Grey’s chest to halt the frantic pacing.
Breathing heavily with a completely flushed face, Grey blinked in sheer bewilderment as his penis slipped entirely out of Raha’s body due to the sudden resistance.
Raha let out a strained groan of pain from his aching backside as he forced himself up into a proper sitting position.
“Lie down, Duke Grey.”
