“If you insist, may I give you an answer tomorrow morning?”
“You’re planning to report to the guild first, I see.”
A smile appeared on Grace’s face. Should she call it inflexible, or should she call it thorough? She had effectively been told that he would follow principles regardless of who the other party was, but she didn’t feel particularly bad about it. Rather, her trust in the man before her grew a bit more.
“Alright. Let’s do that.”
“Thank you for understanding.”
“I do hope I can hear the answer I’m hoping for.”
Unlike Grace, who was wearing an alluring smile, Diego once again swallowed a sigh inwardly.
***
After parting with Martin at the main intersection, Diego visited the guild office. Hubert, who was manning the reception, greeted him warmly.
“Did something come up that needs a mid-term report?”
He had the instincts of a veteran, as expected. Still, Diego was thankful he didn’t know the other purpose as he continued.
“Is Isabel here?”
“She probably is.”
“Then the Master…”
“I don’t think I’ve seen the Master even once today.”
If Hubert, who stayed here almost all day, hadn’t seen him, it seemed he hadn’t come to the guild today. He had come with the thought that it would be good if he was here and fine if not, but hearing that he wasn’t here was disappointing.
As Roman had once said with his own mouth, he was quite a busy person. Still, being the head in name, he came to the guild almost every day, but if the timing didn’t match, it was very difficult to see his face. He had stopped by the guild to report the additional request and kill two birds with one stone, but unfortunately, it seemed he wouldn’t achieve the second purpose.
“I’ll go in for a moment.”
Diego soon walked into the corridor. Either way, since he had come this far, he planned to report the additional request to Isabel and then return.
Click—
When he had almost reached the office, the door suddenly opened from inside. A look of surprise crossed Diego’s face. He could see the person who was supposedly absent coming out. Unlike him, Roman spoke calmly without any sign of surprise.
“Are you done with work?”
“Yes. I heard you weren’t here…”
“Ah. I came in through the back door.”
Then it made sense that Hubert hadn’t seen him. The back door was originally made for going to the lodgings, but Roman often used it when he wanted to come and go avoiding people’s eyes.
“What brings you here at this hour?”
“I have something to report.”
Though he had expected it, hearing the answer made him laugh. It was because he recalled hearing from Isabel a few days ago that Diego had stopped by for the same reason.
In principle, if there were changes during the course of work, one should report immediately. But due to realistic constraints, people usually reported after returning later, and there were some bastards who didn’t report at all and caused headaches.
But seeing Diego, who had come all the way here at this hour, he felt both reliable and thought ‘that’s just like him.’ Roman leaned against the wall with his arms crossed and continued.
“Then tell me. Isabel left early today.”
“…Is that so?”
Diego averted his gaze as if troubled. Seeing that, an unusual gleam crossed Roman’s eyes.
‘He’s not someone who avoids or evades answers… Did something troublesome happen?’
If so, as the head of the guild, he needed to know all the more. Roman moved his lips again.
“Is it something difficult to tell me?”
“No.”
An immediate denial burst out. After stroking his chin once, words followed in a low voice.
“I received a request to escort.”
“Escort?”
“…Yes. Even though I said I was a regular trait, she kept asking, saying she’d just show her face briefly and leave.”
Seeing him add even the reason without being asked, he must be quite embarrassed. Roman silently looked at Diego. Unlike his seemingly expressionless face, his ears were flushed. Suddenly, very suddenly, he thought he wanted to kiss and bite that spot.
“…Was today the 14th?”
Then it wasn’t unreasonable for desire to suddenly rise. No, not suddenly. He had already been having relations with Diego every Bloody Cycle for several months, so his body, accustomed to it, was instinctively sending signals.
“…Roman?”
He heard a voice calling his name with puzzlement. Perhaps finding it strange that he had suddenly fallen silent, worry had appeared on his face.
The corners of Roman’s mouth curved up in a faint arc. He quite liked those earnest reddish-brown eyes looking only at him.
Roman straightened from leaning against the wall and took a step closer to Diego. Though it was an unplanned encounter, it turned out well in the end. Otherwise, he might have realized belatedly that tomorrow was the 15th, grown anxious, and visited Diego’s house again.
His outstretched arm headed toward Diego’s center without hesitation. Just confirming the weighty presence already heightened his anticipation and made his rear tingle.
“Do you want to do it?”
Though an incomplete sentence, it shouldn’t be difficult to understand. As expected, a low questioning voice was heard.
“…Right now?”
“Yeah. Tomorrow’s the 15th anyway.”
Lest words of refusal come out, Roman pulled Diego’s neck and pressed their lips together. After briefly stiffening in surprise, Diego soon closed his eyes and responded to the kiss.
“Mmph… haah…”
As always, the kiss was rough. Diego pushed Roman against the wall as he devoured his lips and tongue, while one hand kneaded his buttocks roughly.
“……!”
At that moment, both of them startled and pulled their lips apart at someone’s voice heard from afar. They turned their heads with stiff expressions, but fortunately no one was coming this way. Roman fell into thought for a moment.
…What to do. We can’t continue here, and it’s too far to go home. Then…
‘Should we go to a nearby inn?’
Though he didn’t like the idea, there was no other option. As he raised his head to speak, he heard words asked in a low voice.
“There’s no one in the office, right?”
Roman made a surprised expression at the unexpected words. If he understood correctly, it seemed like he was suggesting doing it in the office, but he never thought he’d hear such words from someone who valued principles above all else.
‘…This should be fine just this once.’
To be honest, Roman didn’t have much leeway either, so he soon let out a laugh and answered.
“That’s right.”
Roman, who had slipped out of his embrace, went to the office and turned the doorknob. Diego, who had followed, grabbed Roman’s chin and lifted it, pressing their lips together once more.
“Mmm… haah…”
Their wet tongues rubbed together, creating lewd sounds. Thinking this should be enough, he tried to turn his head, but unfortunately, he couldn’t achieve his goal. Diego, who had grabbed the back of Roman’s head, swallowed his lips even deeper.
When their lips finally parted, Roman’s clothes had already become a complete mess. Diego’s lips, which had traveled down his neck, reached a small protrusion. He stuck out his tongue to lick it, then sucked hard while impatiently undoing Roman’s pants.
“……!”
Urgent breaths burst from his parted lips. His whole body broke out in goosebumps as arousal surged at the touch teasing his secret entrance.
The nipple held between his teeth became even harder. Hearing the intermittent moans flowing from above his head, Diego explored Roman’s chest like a starving beast.
“…It hurts. Stop that and touch below instead.”
When he chewed persistently, a restraining voice was heard as if he could no longer endure it. Though Diego felt reluctant, he withdrew his lips. After kissing the swollen, wet nipple once more, he grasped Roman’s member in his hand as he desired.
His gaze was entirely directed at Roman’s face. Having already mixed bodies many times, Diego knew his erogenous zones inside and out. When he gently touched beneath his scrotum with his fingertips, Roman let out a low moan and squirmed his hips.
The pre-cum that dripped down moistened his dry palm, making squelching sounds. Rubbing his lips against the nape that still carried traces of perfume, Diego moved his hand to the back again.
“……!”
For a moment, Roman’s body tensed. The sensation of pushing into a dry place was never pleasant no matter how many times he experienced it. Diego seemed to notice this too, as he stopped moving for a moment and asked.
“Don’t you have any oil?”
“No.”
Though he looked like he would indulge in pleasure anytime, anywhere, in reality Roman was someone who thoroughly separated work and personal matters. Until he met Diego, he had never even proposed to a guild member as a partner. So there was no way such a thing would be in the office.
