I Just Wanted to Avoid Death - Chapter 68
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Adelio’s large hand cupped Yeshion’s chin.
With his thumb pressing gently against Yeshion’s lower lip, his mouth naturally opened. Stroking the soft lips briefly, Adelio closed the distance.
Warmth enveloped them as their lips met.
Adelio tilted his head slightly, sealing every gap between them, and slid his tongue past the parted lips. His thick tongue entwined with Yeshion’s, coaxing and exploring without hesitation.
The wet heat of their entangling tongues sent shivers down Yeshion’s spine, and he reflexively squeezed his eyes shut.
Between their lips, the obscene sound of slick movements filled the room.
“Mm…”
Adelio sucked on Yeshion’s tongue with fervor, eliciting an involuntary moan from Yeshion. The sound was quickly swallowed by Adelio as he pulled Yeshion’s waist flush against him. At the same time, Yeshion felt something thick and warm press against his hip, causing him to instinctively push against Adelio’s chest.
Adelio briefly released Yeshion’s lips, his crimson eyes narrowing.
“Stay still.”
When Adelio tried to kiss him again, Yeshion turned his head, gasping for air.
But that only seemed to encourage him further. Adelio effortlessly lifted Yeshion and carried him toward the bed.
“W-wait! Where are we going?!”
Adelio laid Yeshion on the bed as though tossing him there.
Alarmed and unsure of his intentions, Yeshion froze. Adelio leaned in, licking the saliva-slicked lips he had just claimed.
“I’m only going to kiss you.”
“..…”
“I said, just a kiss.”
Adelio climbed onto the bed, caging Yeshion between his arms.
His hands firmly cradled Yeshion’s head, preventing any escape as he bit down softly on Yeshion’s lower lip.
“This… is more than enough, isn’t it?”
It should have been sufficient if this was about confirming his feelings, especially given the kiss they’d already shared in the chair.
But Adelio showed no signs of stopping. He continued to lick, suck, and tease Yeshion’s lips, thoroughly savoring them.
“I’m not convinced yet.”
“What… mmmph!”
Yeshion’s protest was cut off as Adelio once again slipped his tongue inside.
This time, though, he didn’t stop at just a kiss.
Pressing their bodies together, Adelio slowly ground his hips against Yeshion.
“Hngh!”
A muffled groan escaped Yeshion’s lips.
Whether it was intentional or not, Adelio seemed to take it as consent, intensifying the pressure as he rolled his hips. The heated friction of their clothes only heightened Yeshion’s awareness of the firm, pulsing mass pressing against him.
His face flushed as the warmth spread through him. He needed to tell Adelio to stop, to back off, but his thoughts were sluggish, clouded by the strange heat coursing through his body.
In desperation, Yeshion shoved at Adelio’s shoulders and twisted away, pulling the blanket up to cover himself. His cheeks burned as he watched Adelio from under the covers. Adelio growled low in his throat.
“Just a little more.”
He leaned closer, his face nearing Yeshion’s again. But Yeshion firmly shook his head, his hands coming up to shield his face.
Adelio bit his lip.
He wanted to taste more of Yeshion—wanted to claim him. The soft gasps, the warm breaths, even the barely audible whimpers.
But Yession shook his head in defiance and buried his face in the pillow.
Resigned, Adelio buried his face in Yeshion’s neck, inhaling deeply. The comforting warmth and faint scent of Yeshion calmed him, even as his thoughts grew darker.
He envisioned stripping Yeshion bare, prying his legs apart, and taking him forcefully.
Or perhaps thrusting into that small mouth, watching as tears streamed down Yeshion’s cheeks.
The urge to do it battled with the reason that told him he shouldn’t, urging him to act.
Yet he held back.
The thought of ruining everything for a fleeting moment of pleasure stayed his hand.
“I think I finally understand how I feel about you.”
Adelio murmured, his voice low and gravelly, the sound brushing against Yeshion’s ear.
When Yeshion realized Adelio wasn’t going to push any further, he cautiously peeked out from behind the pillow.
Adelio stared into his golden eyes and smiled.
“I want you.”
“…What?”
“You. I want you to be mine.”
