“Whether it is with your mouth or your backside, anything is fine, so just soothe this along with the treatment.”
At Blizan’s words, Edrion stared at the firmly swollen center, his words tumbling out in a stammer as the flush crept all the way up his neck.
“I-I am quite clumsy with th-that sort of thing, so I do not know if I can do it well…”
“I am not proficient either, so what does it matter? Will you first try taking it in your mouth?”
Edrion seemed bewildered by the situation, but since he had harbored feelings for Blizan—to the point of silently enduring Raha’s bullying—this turn of events wasn’t entirely unwelcome to him.
“Whether by mouth or below, you are the first, new High Priest, to take my length.”
Furthermore, Blizan’s next words made his heart flutter wildly.
‘I am the first…’
Hearing that he would be the first partner to couple with Blizan, there was no reason to hesitate.
Edrion moved his steps, took his place between Blizan’s legs, and dropped directly to his knees.
Then, looking up at Blizan, he spoke.
“It is my first time for both my mouth and my backside as well. I shall yield both to the Crown Prince.”
With that, he used both hands to unzip Blizan’s trousers and pulled out the cock that was twitching, trapped tightly inside his underwear.
The thick shaft, which couldn’t be fully gripped with a single hand, throbbed inside Edrion’s palm.
Edrion parted his lips just like that and took Blizan’s cock into his mouth.
Blizan leaned his head back against the sofa’s backrest and closed his eyes.
Even though the one clumsily sucking his cock right now was undoubtedly Edrion, Raha’s face vividly surfaced in his mind.
Raha, struggling to take his cock while shedding tears.
Just visualizing that imagery caused his cock to repeatedly surge with power, twitching and jerking.
Edrion, entirely oblivious to what Blizan was thinking, felt purely delighted by the fact that he could arouse the Prince with his own mouth as the shaft stuffed inside his lips repeatedly jerked past his control.
In this manner, a first coupling that offered absolutely no mutual emotional benefit was beginning right inside Blizan’s private lounge.
Feeling the water gradually growing cold, Raha called the waiting maid to refill it with warm water. Blinking his eyes sleepily from the lethargy, he pulled his knees up.
Resting his head on his crossed hands over his knees, he stared toward the door.
‘When is he coming…’
Somehow, it felt like the conversation was dragging on, which made him a bit anxious.
A sudden wave of fear washed over him, making him wonder if Blizan might use his status as the Crown Prince to pressure Teore into sending him back to the Crown Prince’s Palace or the High Temple.
‘Hmm…?’
Suddenly, he blinked his eyes in bewilderment at the very nature of his own fear.
‘Why am I afraid of being sent back to the Crown Prince’s Palace or the High Temple…?’
He began to wonder if he had developed more feelings than necessary for Teore simply because they had shared their bodies for the first time.
Since Teore considered him special enough to readily slice away half his fortune and give it to him, it was only natural to feel grateful and harbor unique emotions.
However, he hadn’t the slightest intention of staying by his side forever, which made this unfamiliar emotion rather baffling.
It certainly wasn’t love.
It could simply be the physical attachment formed through intimacy, which people say is terrifying, or it could be gratitude toward the man who had turned him into a wealthy person in an instant.
At any rate, he wasn’t dreaming any absurd dreams about living happily ever after with this man, so it was definitely not love.
‘Right, my plan all along was to hook him up with Edrion and back out.’
In truth, once the romance between Edrion and the five dukes began, there would be no place for someone like him.
If he refrained from bullying Edrion like in the original story, he could avoid the death ending, but in this world where two High Priests weren’t particularly needed, he would merely be a stumbling block between the main character and his suitors.
Therefore, he resolved to do his best for Teore—who had given him so much during his stay here—but to vanish cleanly without any lingering strings when the time came to leave.
Raha slowly blinked his increasingly heavy eyelids, still staring at the door that refused to open.
“Raha.”
How much time had passed?
Raha snapped out of his daze at the sound of Teore’s voice calling him.
“Ah, Your Grace.”
“You’ll catch a cold if you fall asleep inside the tub.”
Teore spoke as he stepped into the bathtub completely naked, commanding the bath maid—whom he had summoned at some unknown point—to add more warm water.
Once the three maids poured hot water into the lukewarm bath and exited, Teore took his place beside him and pulled Raha to sit in front of him.
Raha felt Teore’s solid chest against his back and leaned against him carefully.
“You’re late.”
“I’m sorry. That fellow just wouldn’t leave.”
In an instant, Raha’s eyes widened slightly.
He hadn’t spoken to extract an apology, so hearing the word “sorry” flow so naturally from Teore’s mouth made his heart flutter wildly once again.
Teore used his large hand to caress Raha’s hand, which had grown wrinkled from being in the water too long, while leaving small kisses along his nape.
Raha grew flustered by Teore’s attitude, which treated him like a lover.
As Teore’s hand slipped beneath the water to gently stroke his lower abdomen, Raha let out a sharp gasp, holding his breath from the rising arousal.
Teore let out a small smirk as he watched Raha.
When he had first stepped into the bathroom after sending Blizan away, he had been struck by a bizarre sensation upon seeing Raha curled up asleep with his knees pulled up inside the tub.
Somehow, he felt like a small animal blindly waiting for him, causing a ticklish sensation deep beneath his heart.
The fierce, venomous appearance that had enraged him not long ago was nowhere to be found; he couldn’t comprehend how the man could be this lovely.
He had never imagined he could feel such profound affection for another human being, making this current emotion incredibly foreign to him.
While he had Edrion, his long-time childhood friend and the only one he could truly open up to, he had never felt this way toward him or anyone else.
A feeling that caused his cock to harden every time he looked at him—he thought that the mere existence of a human who could make him feel this way might be dangerous.
“Raha, your skin is going to prune.”
Seeing that his hands were incredibly wrinkled from sitting in the tub for too long while waiting for him, Teore spoke up.
Rising from the water, he slipped his large hands under Raha’s armpits and easily hoisted him up into the air.
“B-but Your Grace has barely…”
