Show Me Your Stats! - Chapter 59
Chapter 59 – NSFW
“Ahh, Haah!” Ayra flinched and groaned breathlessly.
Deft fingers reached up his chest and twisted his nipple. The protruding nub was being toyed with under the Mage’s clothes. Janus’s skillful touch was enough to send shivers down his spine even through twinges of pain. Janus bit down on Ayra’s wide open lip; a small wrinkle formed between Ayra’s brows as he frowned.
Janus’s hot and velvety tongue delved into Ayra’s mouth, filling it completely. The mercenary’s tongue clashed roughly with his, making him arch his back in response. Janus’s hands caressed Ayra’s waist while pushing their way inside Ayra’s pants, making the mage wince from the tight grip on his hips.
When Ayra finally came to his senses and turned his face to the side to say something, the mercenary chased those lips and kissed him without letting the mage breathe properly. Ayra’s breath caught, and his silver eyelashes trembled lightly. Perhaps the mercenary felt uncomfortable, Janus paused in his ministrations and began to loosen the cloth around his waist.
Ayra, barely managing to lean his head back, barely held onto his sanity, “W-Wait a minute…”
Janus simply continued to lick the mage’s exposed throat like a dog, ignoring his plea. Hurrying through this chaos, Ayra finally managed to lower his hand, preventing the mercenary from lowering his pants.
Ayra’s blue-gray eyes, clouded with desire, briefly scanned the dimly lit entrance of the alleyway. “Someone could see us…”
“Don’t worry. If anyone sees us, I’ll chase them down and kill them all later.” His eyes glinted as if he was really ready to go to such lengths. He was unquestionably insane.
Before long, Janus’s pants had slid down to his thighs. Ayra tried to protest, his weak denials trembling as he held onto Janus’s wrist, but, for some reason, he couldn’t muster the strength. The piece of cloth that made up the skirt section of his robe extended down, reaching the ground.
“No?” Janus hummed.
“Ah! Ha… D-Don’t…”
Janus mischievously teased his fingers over the underwear that had yet to be removed. The tip of his crooked finger traced the outline of the mage’s engorged penis. Ayra’s body trembled from the unbearable stimulation. Although his long tunic covered their actions, their illicit affair would be obvious to anyone.
“Ah, Aah!”
The mercenary’s fingers gently stroked from the glans to the testicles over the mage’s underwear, causing the mage’s arousal to grow. Janus said to Ayra, who was struggling to regain his composure with his teeth clenched, “I’m going to force your thighs apart and swallow all of this. It’ll feel good, right? After you climax once, your sensitive cock will be so aroused that I’ll have to cover your mouth to silence you. If you make noise, you’ll attract attention, after all.”
“Hnngh… ngh…”
The heated fingers moved like snakes, caressing the shaft and gently scraping at the moistened tip of Ayra’s urethra. His reason became as thin as a thread before snapping. He removed his hand that was barely holding onto his lover’s wrist, but the desired touch didn’t come immediately.
Janus, with a smug grin, demanded, “Take it off, yourself.”
After hesitating for a moment, overcome and driven by desire, Ayra’s trembling hand lowered. He hooked his fingers under the edge of his underwear, hesitated for a moment, and then slowly pulled it downwards. With a soft sound, his underwear passed his hips and slid down his thighs. He was emboldened enough to do something so daring because his tunic’s hem reached his knees.
‘I must be crazy–what if someone sees me?’
Even through those thoughts, the mage’s excitement rose to a heated boiling point; his hands did not stop. He wanted to excuse his actions through Janus’s kinky perversions or his own exhaustion. However, he wasn’t brainwashed–he still had his own values. Perhaps Pebble would let him know if there were any approaching witnesses.
‘If I set them on flame before they can see anything, they’ll run away on their own…’
He couldn’t continue thinking and keened out loud. Janus, who had been on his knees, had buried his head between the young lord’s legs without any hesitation.
The tongue made first contact. Janus placed the reddish, swollen head of Ayra’s penis on his tongue and circled it with his lips. Ayra, mentally shocked, involuntarily retreated backwards. Drawing back the hem of the robes that covered his head, Janus grabbed the mage’s trembling thighs with both hands.
Ayra released a gasp, “Hah…!”
Janus moved his lips and traced the sensitive ridge where the glans and shaft met with the tip of his tongue. Ayra made short, breathy sounds as he gripped Janus’s shoulders. In that moment, the delighted sounds of people playing and conversing outside the alleyway seemed to fade into the distance.
The hot and tender flesh wrapped around the mage’s pillar like a serpent. Janus thoroughly explored the shaft, licking and tasting every part before eventually swallowing it entirely. The mage’s fingers, gripping Janus’s shoulders, tensed up.
Janus gently licked and teased the most sensitive areas, stirring chaos into Ayra’s mind. The sweet thrill made the hair on the back of his neck stand on end.
“Nn, Nnngh, Ah… Haah… S-So good…” Ayra moaned uncontrollably as Janus continued to suck and tease.
In response to his lover’s reaction, Janus swallowed a little deeper. He tilted his head slightly from side to side, testing the shaft with his tongue; soon, he opened his mouth a little wider and swallowed gently.
“…A…Ahh!” Ayra, who unwittingly released a sharp groan, managed to barely shut his lips; his body flinched. From the entrance of his throat to his tongue, soft cheeks, and lips…Janus meticulously caressed the mage’s penis. Suddenly, the head of Ayra’s penis slid smoothly into the depths of the mercenary’s throat, and a bright flash of white pleasure burst behind Ayra’s firmly shut eyes.
Accompanied by lewd sucking noises, Janus retreated until only half the length was left inside before immediately swallowing to the root once more. As the mercenary repeated the process, Ayra’s body melted with pleasure. His fingers, gripping Janus’s shoulders, trembled and wandered aimlessly, messing up his lover’s crimson hair. Beneath the tousled locks, Janus’s irises reddened with desire.
Previously resting on the mage’s thighs, Janus’s hand had already moved to the mage’s butt and was rubbing it as he pleased. The imprints of his hand was left on that round cheek, and, before long, that imprint was overlapped by another fresh handprint.
Janus’s throat tightened as he engulfed the penis deeply; the mage released a deep groan. Ayra’s heels rose, and the muscles at his hips clenched.
Sensing that movement, Janus slowly spat out the pillar he had swallowed. And, when that pillar was half out, white semen scattered all over the mercenary’s tongue.
While Ayra shivered in primal pleasure, his mind lost in the moment, Janus rolled the semen about in his mouth before swallowing slowly. Satisfaction laden in his crimson-tinted earlobes and lips, Janus lightly tapped the mage’s still-erect organ with his fingers. Ayra’s body jolted at the sensation.
Gray eyes, hazy with heat, looked down at Janus with a curious gleam. Then, as Janus swept his messy bangs back, Ayra soon recalled what the mercenary had said earlier.
“Block your mouth now,” He growled.
“Ngh–W-Wait…”
After granting only a short respite, Janus nibbled at the red-hot cock with his lips. When Ayra’s body reflexively attempted to retreat, Janus immediately used his forearm to press against the other’s thigh and grabbed his penis. Gently stroking the glans between his curled index and thumb, he soon wrapped his fingers around the cock.
“Ah, nngh…” Ayra tossed his head back and covered his mouth with both hands, trying with all his might, to remain quiet. The pointed tip of his tongue fervently stimulated the head of his penis and was the culprit behind his trembling thighs. Overwhelmed by excitement, rapid, gasping breaths escaped between the mage’s fingers. It was so intense that he felt like he was going to die.
A flood of intense pleasure flowed from the top of Ayra’s head to the tips of his toes. His body felt numb, and his toes kept lifting off the ground. If they weren’t outside, Ayra wouldn’t have been desperately trying to push Janus away.
Because Ayra kept trying to escape and shake his body off, Janus wrapped one arm around the mage’s thigh and tightened his grip. Unable to run away, Ayra desperately kept his mouth shut. His ears flared red as he tried to suppress the groans that threatened to spill out of his lips.
Just when Ayra thought he couldn’t endure it any longer, Janus stopped in the middle of his ministries. He furrowed his eyebrows slightly, then, for some reason, he pulled back. The mercenary nibbled at the glans between his lips, gently teasing it with the tip of his tongue.
Eventually, Ayra couldn’t hold back and exclaimed, “…Ah!”
It was like a firecracker had detonated in his brain–a silent yet explosive climax.
Semen slowly trickled out from between Janus’s mouth and dribbled down his lower lip. Ayra, now exhausted, gasped as he stumbled and leaned against the wall. His energy spent, Ayra stared blankly at the ground.
At that moment, Janus rose up from his knees, licking his lower lip. “Ayra…”
As soon as Janus opened his mouth, something dripped down. Ayra raised his hand, surprised. With his trembling fingers, he felt around his chin and discovered something sticky. Meanwhile, another drop trickled down from the corner of his upper lip.
A dark red blood droplet.
Janus’s red eyes traced the falling blood droplets. Ayra, who recalled their last kiss, reflexively covered his mouth as he watched excitement flutter within the mercenary’s crimson eyes.
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