Translated by Addis of Exiled Rebels Scanlations
“If you rub my cheek again, you and I will do something else right away.”
Augusta felt like a nuclear bomb had exploded in his head! “You, you, you, what did you say?” He struggled to get up, but Kyfayar’s arms locked around him. “What a joke! Are you out of your mind?”
“Then why are you talking nonsense?”
Kyfayar immediately felt aggrieved. “We’re lovers, can’t we do something deeper than kissing?”
“You! I…” Augusta was speechless. Why didn’t he think of it? No, it’s not that he didn’t want to be laughed at every day as a ‘pure man riding a unicorn’. It’s just that this progress was quite unexpected. Where did Kyfayar learn to be so cheeky? Who taught him?
Seeing his silence, Kyfayar thought that he was reluctant, so following Cavaldien’s instruction of ‘if he doesn’t agree, kiss him until he agrees’, the werewolf youth kissed Augusta’s lips and deepened the kiss under the magician’s frightened eyes. He pressed Augusta’s back with his hand and slid it slowly to his waist, stroking him over his clothes.
Augusta shivered all over, trying to break free, but he had not a trace of strength. He tried to cast a spell, but could not remember a single spell. He had difficulty breathing, his chest seemed to be blocked by something, and his heart was beating faster and faster, to the point he felt like he might faint. No one had ever done anything so intimate to him. He had a little expectation, but also a sense of uneasiness that his privacy had been violated.
Kyfayar’s body was close to him, and he could feel Kyfayar’s lower body hard against his legs. He was awkwardly embarrassed, but even more embarrassing, he was hard himself. He wriggled and tried to escape, but Kyfayar’s hands that were clasped around his waist were so powerful that he had nowhere to go.
He grew so soft from the deep kiss that he lost all the resistance he had left. Kyfayar rolled over and held him down. The young werewolf was not weak at all.
“Lord Augusta, I will not hurt you.” Kyfayar said softly, “I know if I don’t do well, there won’t be another time…” He sucked in a raspy breath, “If you don’t want to…”
“If you want to do it, don’t talk so much nonsense!” Augusta turned his head away from Kyfayar, not letting him see his face — which was red all the way to his ears.
“Do you agree?” Kyfayar was happy and his tail wagged like a high-power electric fan.
Augusta closed his eyes bravely.
Kyfayar took his earlobe in his mouth and bit him gently. Augusta shrunk his shoulders. With Kyfayar kissing and gnawing all the way down, Augusta felt his clothes being untied one by one, and his bare chest was exposed to the air.
The front of his chest was held and teased repeatedly, with teeth and tongue. A groan escaped from Augusta’s throat, and he quickly bit his finger. He never knew that the stimulation of his nipples would be so comfortable, a little prickly, but very pleasurable.
Kyfayar took turns taking care of the nubs on both sides until they were red and swollen. A little breath against the peaks made Augusta tremble. The magician arched his knees and rubbed against Kyfayar’s body. He was at full mast and the liquid oozing from the top moistened the hem of his robe and needed to be liberated.
Over the years, the pursuit of knowledge seemed to have consumed his physical desire, which made him rarely need it. Now, under Kyfayar’s continuous attack, he seemed to be back in his passionate youth, secretly relieving his desire at night.
The last piece of clothing was removed by Kyfayar, and there was nothing more to hide his erect penis. Kyfayar held it, almost respectfully holding the tip. Augusta sucked in a cold breath and writhed like a living fish.
As soon as he heard that, Kyfayar put his penis in his mouth. The warm, soft mouth enveloped his erection, and Augusta almost screamed. How could it be so comfortable? Kyfayar’s tongue deftly covered his penis, every inch of it. How can anyone stand this kind of service? Augusta’s body was tense. In a trance, his body didn’t seem to belong to him. He bit his finger and, with a whimper in his throat, reached an orgasm.
He opened his wet eyes. His vision was blurry, and it took him a while to focus on Kyfayar. The werewolf youth was naked. Although Augusta had seen him naked many times, he never felt that his body was so sexy.
Kyfayar had white liquid on his lips. He rolled his tongue, swallowed it, and smacked his mouth. Augusta’s brain ‘hummed’ and he almost fainted on the spot.
“Why did you — Did you swallow it?” He had a hoarse voice.
Kyfayar rubbed his lips with his thumb. “I wanted to taste your semen.”
“Not enough, Lord Augusta!” Kyfayar took Augusta’s hand and put it on his high spirited member. “I-I haven’t…”
“…What do you want?”
Kyfayar scratched his head sheepishly, “Miss Quentina sent me a bottle of essential oil. I’ll look for it…”
He jumped out of bed, opened the cupboard, rummaged for a long time, and finally found a small bottle containing unknown light pink liquid. He blushed and looked at Augusta. “I’ll be very careful. I won’t hurt you.” He wagged his tail timidly and asked Augusta for advice.
Augusta didn’t have much sexual experience, but he was not an idiot. Of course, he knew what Kyfayar meant. Well, he knew that sooner or later he would get there. He turned over, buried himself in the soft pillow and bed and whispered, “Come on.”
Kyfayar pounced over, kissing Augusta’s naked back like a shower of raindrops, all the way to the waist, then to the hips. His buttocks were pushed apart, and Augusta was glad that he was lying on his stomach, otherwise he would have fainted from feeling very shy.
Kyfayar opened the bottle, poured some essential oil into his palm and heated the liquid to his own temperature so that Augusta wouldn’t find it cold. When the essential oil became almost the same temperature as the human body, he applied the essential oil between the magician’s buttocks. Dexterous fingers massaged the closed mouth, but were not in a hurry to enter.
Under his pushing and kneading, the mouth slightly opened, and the essential oil flowed into the cave along the narrow and mysterious gap, infiltrating the tight walls of flesh.
Kyfayar poured nearly half the bottle of essential oil before carefully inserting a finger into Augusta’s body. The magician groaned, but did not order him to stop, so Kyfayar ventured to stretch his fingers and expand the narrow corridor. When he touched the sensitive spot, Augusta trembled. Kyfayar massaged it and stirred his fingers.
What kind of aphrodisiac effect did Quentina send you?
The cave, which was still tight, soon softened, and the mouth of the cave was wet and open. Kyfayar sent two more fingers into it. The essential oil was squeezed out of the hole by the creeping fingers, but the passage became wetter because the intestinal wall began to secrete a large amount of lewd fluid, which infiltrated the whole cave, making it wet and soft.
Kyfayar pulled out his fingers since he had endured to the limit. He held his exploding penis (well lubricated, and covered with essential oil to be on the safe side), and struck straight into Augusta’s cave, with barely much resistance.
Augusta screamed, and his back hole was suddenly filled with a thick object. The first feeling was that it was uncomfortable. His walls were stretched to the limit, and even the deepest part was forced to be penetrated. However, it was followed by the pleasure of satiety, and soon did not feel uncomfortable. When his body was filled, it seemed that some emptiness in his soul was also filled.
Kyfayar held his waist, pulled out his penis, and inserted it right to the base. Augusta screamed uncontrollably, groaning high and low with Kyfayar’s movements. Kyfayar worked fast and deeply. His penis was pounding into the hole, but Augusta didn’t feel pain. The savage impact made him happy.
The essential oil was mixed with lewd liquid and made squelching sounds. Augusta could no longer be reserved. He undualted his body with Kyfayar’s movements, so that Kyfayar could go deeper, and every place in the cave was occupied.
Kyfayar’s energy was unexpectedly exuberant. Whether it was the werewolf’s physical strength or the essential oil, Kyfayar’s hearty sex lasted more than an hour. Augusta’s voice changed from shrieking groans to hoarse sobs, and finally to heavy moans.
If Kyfayar’s arms were not firmly placed around his waist, he would have collapsed. Kyfayar finally pushed in and released deep into his body.
Augusta couldn’t even speak. He was not conscious. He had no idea what happened after he was ejaculated into. When he recovered, he was already lying on the big bed in his bedroom, cleaned, dressed in comfortable pajamas and resting on Kyfayar’s arm. In fact, it was Kyfayar’s kiss that awakened him.
Augusta looked vaguely at his werewolf boyfriend. “Kyfayar…? How did I…”
“You passed out.” Kyfayar said sheepishly, “I gave you a bath and changed your clothes.”
“I don’t remember…”
“How are you feeling? There… Does it hurt?”
Augusta touched his ass. The feeling of being forced dry was still in his body, and the hole was still slightly open. But he didn’t feel the pain. Not only was it not painful, on the contrary, he felt great. He had never been better.
He was very tired, but very relaxed, like swimming in a deep river for a lifetime, and finally reaching the riverbank. From now on, he didn’t have to worry about sinking to the bottom of the river if he wasn’t paying attention.
He moved into a more comfortable position in Kyfayar’s arms. “I feel good.”
“Me too, my lord.” Kyfayar said, “I want to say, I… I love you. You are the best person I have ever met. A good man like you is worth someone better than me…” With that, he choked, “Will you not want me one day?”
“I don’t want someone better.” Augusta said wearily, “I just want you.”
“Mn, I’m just worried about…” He blinked sleepily. “I don’t want to see the sun tomorrow at all, because that means I have to explain it to the unicorn. Oh, my God, it’s not going to let me ride it…”
Kyfayar sniffled and laughed, “You can buy a car.”
“Then you explain it to the unicorn.”
“…Mn, I don’t want to see the sun tomorrow.”
Outside, the unicorn poked its head out of the stable and sneezed.
“It’s strange why, since just now, there has been a stream of dark and evil spirits pouring out of the house? What a mystery.” The unicorn shook his head. “Well, I knew it wasn’t a good place. I’ll run away from home sooner or later.”
Then he sneezed again.