Accustomed to the man’s touch, Leorino was quickly brought over the edge.
“Oh… Vi… Ah, ah!”
Overwhelmed by the heat spreading through his body despite his climax, Leorino shook his head, tears welling in his eyes.
He felt himself softly melting under the caress of Gravis’s fingers, the touch of his lips. Leorino had already been sobbing with pleasure from the moment Gravis brought his tongue to his entrance.
Now he was being rocked on top of the man’s strong, firm hips, with Gravis’s girth deep inside him.
Each time he frantically attempted to catch his breath, he clamped down around the fullness of the man’s flesh, driving himself ever closer to release.
In the bedroom, Gravis was always gentle and exceedingly careful, taking into account their difference in size, but tonight, he ravaged Leorino to his heart’s content.
Gravis took him far more artlessly than usual, but Leorino felt no pain. If anything, the bliss of it all was mind-numbing.
Accepting everything Gravis had to give, Leorino desperately endured the overpowering pleasure.
“This position again? Could we, perhaps…”
Leorino wasn’t partial to being placed in the man’s lap during the act.
The inability to escape on his own aroused an instinctive fear inside him. Having all his erogenous zones stimulated in this state, he could quickly feel his mind slipping away as he fell into deep ecstasy.
When they had made love in this position before, the pleasure was so immense that Leorino could hardly tell left from right by the end. That memory returned to him with no small amount of shame.
He shook his head, tears spilling down his cheeks, but tonight, that meant very little.
Gravis had not climaxed yet. His already impressive length was stone-stiff, as it rammed Leorino’s sensitive inner walls, making him sob with no end in sight.
“I want you to enjoy this. Here, I’ll help you. Try moving yourself.”
“Ah… Ah, that’s so, deep… I… God!”
Leorino’s rational mind was desperately trying to resist, but in reality, his body had already accepted the pleasure, relishing the fullness deep inside him.
“You love being fucked, don’t you? …You look so innocent, but a little unraveling and…look what becomes of you.”
As if spurred by Gravis’s words, Leorino had begun to sway his hips on his own.
“Ah… Ah, that’s so good… Vi… Yes.”
“You like it here, too, don’t you?”
“Ah… Yes… Mmm, mnn.”
Gravis rolled his thumbs over Leorino’s nipples. He whimpered and arched his back. Each time he did, his insides would twitch and contract, making Gravis squirm with pleasure.
Leorino’s entrance held him tight at the base, but his bloodshot inner walls were hot and tender as they enveloped Gravis’s flesh. His depths were twitching, sucking on Gravis’s tip like an eager lover.
Ever since the first time Gravis meticulously made love to Leorino and taught his body the tune of the act, it took very little to make him sing.
Gravis drove his hips harder than before. Leorino frantically clung to him with strengthless arms.
“Ah, you’re…so…deep…”
His soft, wet flesh lay agape as the man’s tip slowly pried open his narrow depths with overwhelming force.
“Ah… Ahh…”
Leorino endured the breathtaking sensation with tears streaming down his face.
The moment Gravis entered him deeper than ever before, Leorino tumbled into a world of white.
All anxiety, all helplessness vanished. Only the wave-like sensation of being rocked by the man remained.
The moment Leorino climaxed with a wordless scream, Gravis slammed his length into Leorino’s sweet, soft depths.
“…Ngh.”
“…Ah…”
Gravis slowly pushed Leorino’s slender body onto the bed, remaining inside him. Gravis’s length still rigid despite his release, he swayed his hips in a comfortable rhythm and stole away Leorino’s every last breath.
“Oh… Vi…I can’t…”
“Just…just once more.”
The man stiffened again as he moved his hips, spreading his liquid passion inside Leorino.
Gravis spread Leorino’s legs wide open, lifting his hips as they rested against Gravis’s thighs. Gravis then resumed his preferred rhythm. Leorino sobbed.
“W-wait… Vi… This is…”
“Does it hurt? …Your body would suggest otherwise.”
It didn’t hurt, but there was something frightening about achieving such deep pleasure only from within. The impossible depths of his body Gravis had reached were twitching shamefully, savoring the man, happily devouring him.
“Leorino… Leorino, I love you.”
“Ah, agh… Ah, ah…”
Leorino’s thin body was passionately rocked over and over, only his shoulders and head touching the bed.
No longer touching Leorino’s chest, nor his member slick with fluid, Gravis used only Leorino’s sweet hole, thoroughly ravaging him.
It was a sweet and suffocating time. But Leorino was delighted. For the first time, Gravis was indulging in Leorino’s body without restraint and without reason. That made him happier than he could say.
Gravis’s labored breaths in his ear, the rhythm of his hard thrusts. Every time Leorino gasped, Gravis cast aside another handful of his reason.
As if to burn his partner’s sweet, lewd appearance into his mind and soul, Gravis thoroughly savored his body.
Despite the overwhelming difference in their stamina, Leorino kept pace with Gravis’s desires, ravaged until dawn, when he finally fainted.
Leorino could still feel Gravis’s gentle embrace, the sensation of his lips on his skin.
He thought he heard Gravis whisper, “I must go,” in his ear.
When Leorino woke up the next morning in the palace, Gravis had already left for his rescue mission in Gdaniraque.
With a contingent of skilled men, Gravis leaped to Merhelique on the far eastern edge of Gdaniraque.
That night, the mission had been a success, and nearly fifty craftsmen were placed under the protection of the Royal Army.
Gravis brought them to Brungwurt. August promised to shelter the craftsmen until the end of the war.
When Gravis returned to the royal capital and reported on his success, the men privately shouted for joy.
Finally, word arrived in the royal capital from the allied Francoure Army that the Gdaniraque forces were approaching the Zweilink border. In addition to the border defense forces that had been dispatched earlier, the Royal Army set up a large battle formation behind Zweilink.
In response, the Brungwurt Autonomous Army also deployed a considerable number of troops to the border of its territory.
The two main battlegrounds would be Zweilink on the northeastern border and the Baedeker Mountains in the northwest. The clashes between the Royal Army and the Zwelf-Gdaniraque allied forces began at Zweilink, just as the Royal Army had predicted.
Leorino spent his days in the royal capital stricken with worry, woefully uninformed of the progress of the war.