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Hesia, who had been closing his eyes, slowly opened them.
Blinking for a moment, he then sat up.
Following his leisurely movement, the blanket covering Hesia’s body slid down.
It was obvious whose touch had placed it there.
Hesia nervously fiddled with the soft blanket that had fallen onto the pale pink mat.
Hesia subtly turned his gaze upward.
He saw the face of the person who had fallen asleep, resting on his thigh.
Vivisian was asleep sitting up, seemingly unbothered by the uncomfortable position.
He didn’t wake up even under Hesia’s persistent stare, which suggested he was in a rather deep sleep.
Yet, the fact that his posture remained perfectly straight was very typical of him.
His face, gently exhaling in a rhythmic rhythm with his back straight and head slightly bowed, was peaceful.
“He sleeps well…”
Afraid that his whisper might wake him, Hesia murmured in a voice as delicate as a child holding a flower petal in his mouth.
“Well, I did bother him quite severely until this morning.”
The sight of him looking straight at Hesia with eyes completely dissolved by pleasure and turned cloudy was intensely stimulating.
No, actually, it was ‘quite and excessively’ intense.
His belated excuse was that he hadn’t meant to do it from the start.
If only Vivisian hadn’t looked at him with warm, swollen eyes from crying so much, asking why he tormented him like this.
If only he hadn’t clenched his hands, as if he couldn’t bear to inflict a single scratch on Hesia’s body even while crying with an aggrieved face.
If not for those things, Hesia wouldn’t have pushed him so excessively.
“…Probably so.”
But since Hesia lost all reason when Vivisian was involved, he couldn’t be sure.
Hesia awkwardly scratched his chin.
Then, he raised the arm that had been limply lying on the mat and took Vivisian’s hand.
He then kissed each of the fingernails, which were deliberately rounded so as not to scratch Hesia’s body.
“If you’re this gentle, you can only be the Duke-King’s Consort, Vivi.”
It was a monologue that would have made Vivisian laugh heartily and ask what it meant, had he heard it.
The knights who were staying close by for protection flinched.
However, Hesia didn’t spare them a glance and just played with Vivisian’s hand.
As if to show that he was the most beautiful and noble, yet once wandered the bottom of the world, Vivisian’s pale body was a mess of various scars.
And his fingers were no exception.
From scars of being cut and then stitched up, to marks of being tattered and then healed.
Hesia tenderly examined the fingers, which were difficult to call beautiful even as a compliment, as if he were licking them.
“If you’re this pretty, you can only be the Duke-King’s Consort, Vivi…”
Hesia, with a face subdued by various emotions, somehow managed to use a gentle voice.
He knew Vivisian was asleep and wouldn’t hear his voice.
However, Hesia was a docile being even in front of the unconscious Vivisian.
Like a devout believer who wears the face of one who has witnessed salvation, not in front of a real God, but merely in front of a statue cast in plaster.
“Vivi, truly, should we just live together forever?”
‘Forever doesn’t necessarily have to be a long time, so can’t we consider the ‘one year’ you have as our forever? Even if our forever ends tomorrow, if that was our forever, I could gladly accept it.’
These were words Hesia dared not say when Vivisian was awake.
Hesia buried his face in Vivisian’s thigh like a whining child.
As he rubbed his forehead and mumbled something, Vivisian let out a small moan above his head.
“Mmm, Sia, stop and let’s sleep…”
Whether he recognized the person who was bothering him even in his sleep, or simply knew that Hesia was the only one lingering by his side, Vivisian accurately spoke Hesia’s name.
Hesia, who snapped his head up to check if Vivisian had woken up, let out a sigh of relief upon seeing his tightly closed eyes.
Although he had tormented Vivisian until sunrise, Hesia did have a conscience.
The problem was that the conscience, perhaps taking after its owner, was a bit inconsistent… but isn’t a conscience something that can come and go anyway?
Hesia nodded his head, then rolled over.
Resting his forehead on Vivisian’s firm stomach, Hesia let out a laugh that resembled a snort.
“Hee-hee.”
Was it because he knew he was the only being in this world who could rub himself against Vivisian?
Hesia’s pride was so high it felt like it could pierce the moon’s backside.
Disinterested glances flew toward Hesia, who had been wearing a gloomy expression and was now suddenly happy again.
He felt the presence of those impure gazes, but Hesia was too preoccupied with reveling in Vivisian’s warmth.
To be honest, it was a warmth so faint it felt like it could be blown away with a puff.
It was so faint that it was hardly noticeable, blocked by the thin fabric.
“Vivi’s scent…”
Hesia tightly embraced Vivisian’s waist, muttering words that were neither a sigh nor an exclamation.
A short while later, Vivisian’s hand, which had been resting on the ground, twitched slightly.
Vivisian, who had woken up, didn’t open his eyes immediately, but instead quietly felt the sunlight stinging his eyelids.
Although he was in the shade, the Merien Duchy itself was a country with strong sunlight, so the light could not be completely avoided.
And just as Vivisian, who had been blankly enjoying the sunlight, opened his eyes, Hesia muttered.
“What am I going to do, I love you so much.”
“……”
Vivisian unconsciously opened his mouth at the unexpected words.
Before any words could emerge from his slightly parted lips, Hesia lifted his head.
Hesia met his gaze calmly, as if he had known Vivisian was awake all along.
Vivisian was rather more flustered by his composed reaction.
The moment he opened his mouth to say something, Hesia smiled faintly and buried the face he had slightly lifted back into Vivisian’s stomach.
“Hmm? Vivi. What do you think, Vivi? About me loving you this much.”
Hesia smiled, wearing the face of one who had seen heaven only after descending to the very bottom.
Vivisian couldn’t see it because his face was buried in his stomach.
However, he could tell that he was smiling from the sweet breath tickling his belly.
“Is it a disaster? But Vivi, your name is too sweet to be a disaster.”
Hesia chattered non-stop without lifting his face from Vivisian’s stomach, as if he couldn’t suffocate.
“I’ve never heard of a hell with a non-bitter aftertaste, though.”
“……”
“I’m not scolding you. It’s just, it’s just… because I love you so much. It truly feels like I can do anything for you.”
Hesia very naturally pushed his face into Vivisian’s clothes.
Then, as if it were the most obvious thing, he bit and sucked on the pale skin.
Instead of stopping him, Vivisian hugged the small head moving under the hem of his clothes.
Hesia, who had been wiggling under the clothes, paused at the sudden embrace.
Vivisian took the opportunity to gently stroke Hesia’s hair.
“…It’s obvious. I’m not your disaster or your hell, Sia.”
“Then what am I?”
“What else. You know, too. I’m your Vivi.”
“My Vivi…”
“Yes. Your Vivi.”
Vivisian affirmed him in a soft voice, then smoothly pulled Hesia out from under his clothes.
Lightly, as if pulling out the child who had once hidden under his coat, tightly hugging his legs.
As the clothes rolled up, Vivisian’s pale skin was exposed to the sunlight.
The word white was insufficient.
The skin, faintly tinged with blue, had marks left by Hesia here and there.
Hesia, who lowered his body completely and looked up at Vivisian, whispered from the very bottom.
“Doing it outside… would that be a problem?”
“Do you want to?”
“…Yes.”
“Well, it’s not the first or second time. Just tell the people to move away, and…”
Before Vivisian could finish his sentence, Hesia waved his hand toward the people standing far away.
The knights let out an uncomfortable sigh at the gesture, which seemed to clearly say, ‘Get lost’.
However, they had no desire to witness their master doing that.
Therefore, the knights obediently vacated the area.
The sounds of people leaving faded one by one.
Hesia laid Vivisian down, then skillfully stripped him of his clothes.
Vivisian arched his head back, embracing the person who burrowed into his body with great familiarity.
The sky, so blue it hurt his eyes, completely filled Vivisian’s retina.
✽ ✽ ✽
Hesia’s hand firmly pressed Vivisian’s belly, which was full of Hesia’s seed.
Fluid flowed from the wide-open, sucking orifice, and a sweet moan escaped his lips automatically.
Hesia, who was watching my appearance with eyes filled with ecstasy, muttered something crazy.
“Vivi, it just occurred to me. What if you get pregnant? I’m not ready to be a dad yet… Ah, I’m a little nervous.”
It was so insane that merely hearing it made the hair on my whole body stand on end.
I instinctively shivered and looked at Hesia with exhausted eyes.
“If you’re going to talk nonsense, go away.”
“Alright. I’ll shut up and just serve you quietly. So don’t tell me to go. I want to stay with you. Please let me.”
Hesia, who suddenly regained control of his brain as if he hadn’t just been talking nonsense with his mind off, smiled shyly and kissed my fingertip.
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