The Royal Military Academy's Impostor Owns a Dungeon [BL] - Chapter 239

Chapter 239: Experience
But it was not good.

Not good at all.

For Luca was far weaker to stimulation than he had imagined.

If there had been any doubts about any or maybe most of his receptors being faulty, he more or less confirmed them after today—either he was problematic before or problematic now.

But either way, Luca was going to fall by Xavier’s hands.

Now, said hands started by tracing along Luca’s sides, his fingers pausing just above his abdomen.

And for a moment, Luca wondered if Xavier had been a hovercraft in some past life as he kept on hovering in places that would make him squirm.

Like around his navel.

“This part of you…” he trailed as his finger traced an invisible line going downwards.

“Until you continue down, would be just as sensitive or even more so.”

And just that thought that he could’ve been touched like that didn’t help, for he knew that those fingers felt so distinctively cool that his warm body would remember where it was last touched.

But then the thoughts weren’t just left as what ifs as Xavier’s thumb grazed over his navel.

However, instead of going down, Xavier’s hand moved up and inside the golden corn’s top.

And Luca jolted, a startled sound escaping him before his eyes widened with confusion.

It was but one touch, but it was somewhere he’d never bothered touching save for bathing.

The little Guide reddened from his toes as Xavier gently rolled a nipple under his thumb.

Luca arched against this sturdy wall of muscle, his body reacting instinctively to this experience.

But more than anything, he wanted to look for somewhere to hide and could only nuzzle on the crook of Xavier’s neck as he tried to hide his burning face.

Unlike earlier, he was now aware of the concept of arousal, and he knew just how he reached that point just by being touched like that.

Once.

For the second time Xavier caressed him like that, his lower body nearly gave out. And had he not been sitting like this, he would’ve likely fallen over.

But the Prince would never let such a thing happen.

Not when he was taking this more seriously than when he had to get his first mecha piloting license.

But if he was being honest, it was because he had to concentrate on looking at everything but Luca’s face, or he would risk snapping his last logical restraints.

Especially now.

Not when he was going to ask to cross this boundary.

And so he was careful not to spook Luca, who had been hiding by sticking to him.

“Luca, are you still okay?” murmured Xavier against this guy’s black hair.

“Mmmnn…” Luca complained, and the Prince could imagine how he must look as he had his rare moments of whining.

“Do you want to stop now…?” He asked.

While he hoped this wouldn’t happen, he’d rather stop now if Luca disliked it.

But Luca only shook his head against Xavier’s chest before wrapping his arms tighter around the mountain giant.

“No?”

“Then, if so, may I proceed with the next ones?”

“Next ones?”

You mean to say there’s more?!

“Yeah, look.” Xavier held onto the book that was clearly turned to a different page this time, and the blushing Luca, who only had one eye open in embarrassment, almost jumped up in surprise.

“But Xavier! That?! Isn’t that—” burst out the now bewildered Guide.

“Yes. This is actually what the book meant when it pointed out rubbing.”

“This is what you were supposed to rub.” Explained Xavier, who watched Luca’s face morph into different expressions.

For Luca was questioning this possibility.

And in the first place, why would anyone want to rub that?!

But that was a question he never managed to raise again, as his originally simple worldviews were overturned after today.

For when Xavier’s lubed up fingers so much as grazed Luca’s hardness, his waist practically bucked.

“Hngh!”

That was more than just electrifying, but apparently someone was just getting started.

When Xavier’s large hand wrapped around his shaft, everything that could be reacting in Luca’s body was in high alert, and his legs even attempted to close up.

But the Prince seemed to have predicted this as his palm rested on Luca’s inner thigh.

“Did that hurt?” whispered a concerned Xavier, who figured he’d never had to adjust his strength like this and had to make sure he wasn’t hurting Luca.

“No…But Xavier, it—it’s throbbing so much…” complained the flustered Guide.

“I know, Luca,” reassured the coping Prince.

“So, let me fix it for you.”

Luca did not wake up today thinking that such a thing was going to happen to him, and he never could have imagined that the Imperial Crown Prince would tirelessly caress him like this despite his very own erection.

For Luca could feel it poking at his back and it felt like he was going to pass out from feeling Xavier from everywhere.

His mouth was occupied by Xavier.

His chest was being fondled by Xavier’s fingers.

And now…now even his member was held by the same man who was driving him crazy.

All of it was Xavier.

His husband.

And in all this, Luca could only moan against Xavier’s lips as his hands gripped at the sheets around them.

He was intoxicated, and the whimpers that he had tried to muffle specifically escaped whenever the Prince let him break for air.

But this didn’t last long, for when Xavier focused on the sensitive tip, Luca began to shudder. And with just a few more pumps, he was surprised with a release he had never experienced before.

It was a silent scream of pleasure as he was shocked by the reaction of his body.

Xavier slowed his movements and allowed the trembling Luca to ride his first orgasm. His hand was now covered in thin ropes of semen, and his own erection was as hard as a rock, but the white wolf couldn’t be any happier.

Xavier continued to pepper Luca with soft kisses as he recovered.

“Luca, are you all right?” asked the Prince, who swept away the stray hairs from his Guide’s face.

He wasn’t sure.

He couldn’t tell.

All he remembered was how by the time he woke up, alarms had been blaring all throughout the manor.