“You couldn’t wait one day and came in the middle of the night?”
“…I’m sorry.”
Though it was a voice filled with reproach, Diego didn’t feel hurt at all. Because he knew it was anger that wasn’t quite anger, upset that he’d gotten stabbed instead.
But at that moment, no other method came to mind. When he turned around, Allen was already standing right there, and the moment he saw the knife in his hand, his body moved before his head, embracing Roman protectively.
Though he was the one who caused the accident, Allen had a more shocked face than this side, then ran away without looking back. Though he was glad that he probably wouldn’t come again, he was curious why on earth he’d come to the Master’s house and committed such an act.
Roman still didn’t look pleased. But to know the whole story, he had no choice but to ask him.
“Why did Allen come all the way to the Master’s house?”
What complaints and how much of them could he have had to come to his house with a weapon?
Though he had a slightly mischievous side, he wasn’t someone who would earn others’ resentment… He got chills thinking that if he hadn’t shielded the Master at the end, he might have been stabbed.
“He was fired recently.”
“What?”
“He was dismissed. He’d embezzled extra fees from additional requests several times.”
“…So that’s why he caused this commotion?”
“It seems he held a grudge about being fired… But I don’t know. Maybe he had other complaints.”
“Ha…”
An exasperated sigh flowed out. If he’d embezzled fees not once or twice but several times until now, there was a high possibility he did it intentionally, not by mistake. Yet far from being ashamed, he came to his house with a weapon—it was the very definition of shameless. The fact that he’d thought, even briefly, very briefly, ‘Did Roman perhaps make some mistake?’ made him extremely sorry.
“I should have chased after him and beaten him up.”
“Isn’t that not something the person who held me back should say?”
“At that time…!”
Though he reflexively opened his mouth, he had nothing to say. Looking at Diego lowering his head, Roman let out a faint sigh. If his build were small it might be different, but with a body that looked even more threatening when undressed, he was exactly like a dejected puppy.
He stood up and approached closer in front of Diego. Seeing the shadow cast on the floor, he finally raised his head again.
“Did you tell Emily before coming?”
“When I knocked, I didn’t hear any sound… I left a note and came out.”
“Then sleep here and go.”
“…!”
Seeing the expression that changed in an instant, Roman hurriedly added words.
“Don’t get the wrong idea. You’ll be feverish and in pain all night, so I’m just going to take care of you.”
That too was of course appreciated, but he doubted whether he could really sleep quietly. Honestly speaking, he could clearly picture himself being restless all night, unable to touch Roman even though he was right beside him.
Before such a thing could really happen, Diego opened his mouth with a ‘nothing to lose’ mindset.
“This much doesn’t count as injured. Or…”
“Or?”
“I could sit, and you could do it on top of me.”
“…Not knowing what others are going through.”
Following the muttering voice, something suddenly touched his lips. His eyes widened briefly, then soon Diego grasped the situation and embraced the back of Roman’s head, willingly responding to the kiss.
His center swelled up frighteningly. When he tried to embrace his waist in his greed to touch more, Roman detached his lips as if he’d read his thoughts.
“…!”
The disappointment was brief. Roman, who slightly tilted Diego’s head to the side, kissed the exposed nape of his neck. Diego flinched and called his name in a flustered voice.
“Roman?”
“…Let’s go to the bed.”
Originally, he really intended to just nurse him. It felt wrong to send home the guy who got hurt because of him in the middle of the night, and even if he had a fever all night or broke out in cold sweats, it was obvious he’d suffer alone rather than tell Emily.
Moreover, he had a prior engagement tomorrow evening. When talking with Grand Duke Kailton earlier, he’d received the request to ‘watch from an inconspicuous place since I plan to attend a banquet with Ruth tomorrow.’
After brief consideration, Roman answered that he would. When he placed a thick pouch on the table saying it was a formal commission, it was obvious that if he refused, he’d smile mischievously and persistently ask for reasons. Also, knowing that the political situation surrounding the Grand Duke was still unstable, he couldn’t bring himself to refuse his serious request.
He’d planned to leave word for Diego to come on the 1st, but he never dreamed he’d come to his house today like this. Thinking he was pent up to that degree, it felt unfair to tell him to come again in two days. He himself knew well how anxious and unpleasant it was when not relieved in time.
“Let me check your shoulder for a moment.”
“Yes.”
Diego, who had been sitting on the edge of the bed, quickly turned his body and showed his right shoulder. Though blood showed slightly through the bandage, it wasn’t that severe. But if he carelessly applied force or moved, the wound could open again, so it seemed best to be careful at least for tonight.
“Lean against the headboard.”
Roman also climbed onto the bed. He sat almost straddling the thighs of the guy who sat as instructed and met his gaze.
“Absolutely don’t put strength in your right arm.”
“Yes. I won’t.”
The two’s lips overlapped again. While rubbing and sucking his own against the soft tongue, Roman reached for Diego’s center. After kneading the firmly swollen front, he pushed his hand inside the pants.
The movement wasn’t as smooth as expected because of his dry palm. Roman briefly stopped moving and opened the nightstand drawer. But the oil bottle was completely empty. Unable to help it, he gathered saliva in his mouth, spat it on his palm, then grasped Diego’s penis in his hand again and stroked it up and down.
Suddenly he felt a touch reaching his waist. Knowing he was trying to remove his pants, Roman immediately stopped him.
“I’m fine.”
“I want to do it. Please let me.”
The eyes he met were full of longing.
‘…Well. He is a guy who likes sucking quite a bit.’
Additionally, recalling the fact that he almost always tore off clothes, he reluctantly brought his hand to his own pants. As soon as he pulled them down, a strong force pulled his waist.
“You…!”
“It’s my left arm, so don’t worry.”
A large hand grasped Roman’s penis. After roughly touching it to the point of pain, he voiced another request.
“Turn over the other way. I’ll suck you with my mouth.”
It was a tone that felt no hesitation whatsoever. A moment later, Roman moved his lips.
“Weren’t you supposed to leave it to me today?”
“That’s good too, but doing it together is still better. You might not know, but when I touch your front, your back gets even more…”
“Enough. Stop talking.”
He’d forgotten for a moment, but Diego occasionally threw out words that were direct to the point of being blatant when having relations. Anyway, when he said that much, there was no reason to refuse. After repeatedly telling him to be careful of his shoulder, Roman threw off his pants following his top.
Diego, who had been sitting with his back leaning, lay down on the bed first. Overlapping his body in reverse on top of him, Roman grasped Diego’s still vigorous penis in his hand. As he kissed the base of the shaft and licked with the tip of his tongue, he heard a voice speaking from below.
“Come back a little more.”
Roman pulled his body back a bit more as instructed. Then, at a thought that suddenly occurred, he turned back and said.
“Only the front. Don’t touch the back.”
If he’d known this would happen, he would have prepared during the shower, but Diego’s visit today was truly unexpected. But it was already too late to ask him to wait a moment now. If he said he’d wash, there was a high possibility he’d follow along saying let’s do it together and they’d end up doing it right there in the bathroom.
Instead of answering, Diego took Roman’s penis in his mouth. As he licked and sucked the smooth skin with his tongue, he soon felt his own center also being wrapped in hot, moist mucous membrane.
Quickly, lewd squelching sounds rang out. Diego moved his hips in small motions like when he entered Roman’s inside, while greedily sucking Roman’s thing with his mouth. After kissing and licking the back of the shaft too, he added stimulation by catching the drooping scrotum with his lips. Gradually moving upward like that, his lips eventually touched the hole between the buttocks. Roman, whose body stiffened with a flinch, frowned and looked back.
“I said don’t do it there.”
He tried to pull his hips back, but he couldn’t move at all because of the arm wrapped around his thigh. Diego pretended not to hear Roman’s voice and caressed the place he would soon enter even more devotedly. Each time he felt the hole flinch, indescribable pleasure welled up.
He couldn’t endure anymore. Diego pushed Roman’s body, which was lying prone on top of him, forward without difficulty, then quickly raised his body almost as if escaping and supported his upper body with his knees and toes.
He pressed the back of Roman, who was trying to get up along with him, with his palm and brought his hand to his lower parts. The hole wet with saliva easily swallowed two fingers.
Soon another finger squeezed through the entrance. Roman breathed heavily while sprawled on the bed. Each time the firm fingertips scraped a certain part, his waist wriggled as if convulsing involuntarily.
That sight was captured entirely in Diego’s gaze. The smooth neckline, prominent shoulder blades, moderately broad shoulders and the relatively slender-looking waist. Every scene that met his eyes was enough to stimulate sexual desire. Diego continued to thrust inside Roman’s hole while kneading the firm buttocks with his left hand, then brought his erect penis there.
Guessing what would happen soon, Roman took a deep breath and exhaled. But contrary to expectation, Diego didn’t enter right away. After rubbing between the buttock crease with the tip of his glans, he lifted Roman’s upper body in an embrace.
“From now on, please do it, Roman.”
“…After doing as you pleased to your heart’s content, now you’re telling me to do it?”
Though he said that, Roman was equally aroused. When he climbed onto the bed, he’d thought to do it moderately and finish, but once started, he wanted Diego to quickly fill his inside.
Roman, who spread his legs and trapped Diego’s waist between them, slowly lowered his posture. After catching the thick shaft that was jerking by itself and aligning it with his own hole, he slowly lowered his body.
“…!”
As always, the feeling of the entrance stretching wide was vivid. A moment later, as soon as he completely swallowed it, Diego pulled Roman’s shoulder and overlapped their lips. It was time for the pleasure of just the two to begin once more.
<To be continued in Volume 2>
