Define The Relationship Novel - Chapter 68

Karlyle opened his eyes to the feeling of languid warmth seeping into his skin. Light pooled and flowed beneath the white curtains. The ivory light streaming down the clean walls felt cozy. Sleep didn’t dissipate all at once. As he slowly lifted his eyelids, something came into view. A transparent, lake-like blue, and a slightly lighter shade of gray than Karlyle’s own eyes. It was Ash’s eyes.

“…Ash.”

When he quietly called out the name in a low, husky voice, Ash’s eyes curved. Karlyle was momentarily speechless at the way they crinkled softly, like melting cream. It had been nearly half a year, yet he still hadn’t developed any immunity to that smile.

“Are you awake?”

Ash naturally reached out a hand. Karlyle’s disheveled hair gently tangled around Ash’s fingers. The hand that had been caressing his hair slowly descended to his face. It softly massaged his earlobe, then a thumb lovingly stroked his cheek. The drowsiness gradually faded. What filled its place was an overwhelming flutter.

“When did you wake up?”

When he asked quietly, this time fingers touched his lips. An index finger gently traced his slightly dry lips. It tickled. His body gradually tensed, and a subtle heat pooled in his lower abdomen. His lips parted.

“Just a little while ago.”

Did that mean Ash had been watching him sleep all that time? Shame welled up, separate from the rising excitement.

“…Weren’t you bored?”

“Not at all.”

The fingers that had been caressing his lips gently probed inside. A finger brushed against the moist interior. Karlyle unconsciously leaned closer to Ash. The hand he had fallen asleep holding was still under the covers. When he squeezed the hand they held together, facing each other, Ash smiled.

“Lyle, you look so beautiful when you sleep… I didn’t want to wake you.”

The fingers slowly massaged the inside of his lips. Karlyle felt Ash’s fingers gradually becoming slick with his saliva. His lips slowly parted. A finger gently pushed its way into the opening. The finger pressed down on his tongue. As Karlyle let out a long, low, heated breath, the fingers withdrew. It felt like sucking a dick. Unconsciously, Karlyle wrapped his tongue around the fingers and closed his lips. Ash stopped his fingers. The amusement in his eyes seemed to fade.

“Beautiful, but… so lewd.”

Huh? What did you eat to be so lewd? Ash whispered, pressing his body closer. Karlyle, somehow embarrassed by his own actions, lowered his gaze. But he didn’t let go of the fingers. He moved his tongue slowly, sucking them as if about to spit them out.

Under the covers, their legs intertwined. A firm leg pushed between his thighs. His dick, long since erect, made its presence known beneath his boxers. Ash’s thigh rubbed against Karlyle’s underwear. He let out a soft groan, and Ash’s movements gradually quickened. With the increasing stimulation, Karlyle let out wet breaths and released the fingers from his mouth. But Ash wouldn’t allow it.

“Keep sucking.”

The low whisper was both tender and strangely powerful. As if possessed, Karlyle put the wet fingers back into his mouth. The fingers, slick with saliva, weren’t dirty at all; they were so incredibly lewd that he found it hard to resist. Something inside him grew impatient.

“Mm… just like that.”

The feeling of sucking Ash’s own grew stronger. With unfocused eyes, Karlyle became increasingly absorbed in the act. It felt like heat was piercing his brain. He moved his hips to match the rhythm of their thighs. Ash, who had been watching Karlyle with lowered eyes, pulled his fingers out.

Wet fingers slipped behind his tight boxers. Karlyle knew what that action meant. Since they started dating, Ash had been thoroughly training Karlyle’s back for the past two weeks.

The saliva-soaked fingers were wet enough to penetrate the tight opening. A slippery sensation was felt in the wrinkled, closed hole. He slightly winced and opened his mouth. Ash’s tongue filled the space where the fingers had been. It parted his lips and deeply intertwined with his own. Unfiltered breaths escaped wildly.

Karlyle lost his pace in the more aggressive kiss than usual. It was always like this when he kissed Ash. Kisses that started gently always made Karlyle impatient, and deep, messy kisses made him lose his mind. It was hard to breathe properly, to the point where he wondered when he would ever learn.

Meanwhile, the fingers had pried open the tight space and entered. The middle finger, skillfully wiggling its way in, gently pressed against his inner wall. While Karlyle was absorbed in the kiss, Ash easily found Karlyle’s sensitive spot.

Since Ash had figured him out so quickly even before they started dating, it seemed easier than breathing now. At least, that’s how it looked to Karlyle. But, even so, this was too, too…

“Ah, hngh, ugh, huh, mmph!”

…fast, wasn’t it?!

Because Ash pressed that spot as soon as his finger went in, Karlyle was surprised again today, just as he always was. His own ragged breaths, so hard to get used to, burst out. With a tensed grip, Karlyle grabbed Ash’s forearm. His waist naturally arched.

“Lyle. You need to focus.”

Ash coaxed Karlyle, as if telling him to concentrate on the kiss. Karlyle, his reddened eyes contorted, shook his head as if he couldn’t. When the act of being penetrated from behind combined with a kiss, the pleasure was too intense.

However, Ash was not lenient with Karlyle in these matters. While Karlyle adjusted everything in his daily life to Ash’s preferences, in bed, Ash would stop Karlyle if he tried to move in a way that would make him feel even slightly less. Just like now.

Their tongues intertwined again. Ash’s tongue, entering so deeply it felt like it would block his throat, mixed with his own stickily, as if to swallow Karlyle whole. Hngh, ugh, moans burst from inside his mouth. Ash gladly swallowed them. The fingers gradually sped up. They repeatedly moved in and out, pressing only his prostate with appropriate intensity.

His stiffly erected penis twitched, half-compressed by his boxers. His lower abdomen, where the glans rubbed, was slick and wet. His abs were slippery, as if soaked in water.

Ha, haa, ugh, Karlyle twisted his body, pushing Ash’s shoulder away, then grabbing it again repeatedly. When it became utterly unbearable, Karlyle hugged Ash tightly. He pulled Ash by the waist, rubbing their bellies together.

Ash slipped his arm around Karlyle’s side and hugged him back. Their bodies pressed together. The blanket was haphazardly pushed aside, barely covering their lower halves.

He felt like he was going to come. As the unbearable pleasure intensified, Karlyle unconsciously tightened his back. Damn it. A sound like that was heard, and fingers forcefully crushed his back. Along with the act of pressing his prostate, Ash sucked Karlyle’s tongue.

The sensation of his tongue being sucked sent shivers down his spine. A thrill-like pleasure seemed to pierce the crown of his head, and Karlyle climaxed right then and there. There was no time to stop it.

“…Ah, hngh… kkh…!”

A feeling of his whole body stiffening was accompanied by a strong sense of release. Karlyle grimaced, letting out ragged, desperate breaths. His head felt hazy. His body trembled slightly. Ash, as if congratulating him, slowly bit his lip and gently withdrew his fingers. Karlyle felt a strange emptiness as what had filled him withdrew. In fact, that wasn’t the only reason for the emptiness.

Even after more than two weeks of dating, Ash hadn’t penetrated Karlyle. Even though they had mingled bodies so much when they weren’t dating, the fact that he couldn’t properly feel Ash after they started dating made Karlyle anxious.

Was Ash not getting aroused?

Even as he felt that way, seeing Ash desire him like this from the morning made him think otherwise. Of course, this might be Karlyle’s misconception. But Karlyle was practicing trusting Ash. Ash kept touching him, calling him beautiful, and kissing him. Besides that, there was one clear piece of evidence.

Karlyle hesitated, then reached for Ash’s lower half. His palm touched Ash’s loose, stylish gray cotton pants. Ash smiled languidly, watching Karlyle quietly.

When he touched Ash’s center, he felt a very hard, distinctly present penis. It was definitely erect. And Karlyle clearly remembered how big and overwhelming Ash’s was.

The problem was that Ash rarely gave him a chance to touch or suck it. Just like now. As Karlyle’s palm began to gently rub Ash’s dick, Ash let out a low, long breath. The breath that brushed his ear carried deep excitement.

But that was as far as it went. Ash gently took Karlyle’s wrist. Then he pulled Karlyle’s hand towards him and kissed his palm.

“Time for work, my love.”

Even though it was clearly Ash’s gentle voice now, Karlyle felt a strange sadness hearing it. Why wouldn’t Ash have sex with him? Why did he keep making only Karlyle come?

But the questions didn’t leave his lips. They had promised to be honest, but saying all his thoughts outright was still not easy for him. Moreover, the thoughts he was having now seemed like begging.

Karlyle had never indulged in childish whims. He worried about Ash getting tired of him if he showed such a side, and he was also afraid of appearing undignified and full of desire.

Karlyle suppressed the rising disappointment and sexual frustration. However, it seemed to show slightly on his face. Ash quickly noticed the downturned corners of his eyes.

“What’s wrong, Lyle?”

Ash asked with immediate concern. Karlyle, feeling awkward about how his emotions were starting to show on his face without him realizing it, buried his face in Ash’s neck instead of answering. He felt Ash stiffen for a moment.

“Lyle…”

This makes it… hard to resist. Ash whispered very softly. Karlyle had no idea what Ash was trying to resist. A subtle surge of dissatisfaction made Karlyle press his lips together. Then, feeling Ash’s refreshing scent, his mind calmed a little. The churning emotions gradually subsided, and drowsiness crept in.

This was also strange. Before, after intercourse, he would feel more tense. The pressure of having to deal with the aftermath of ejaculation, and forcing himself to relieve his urges, had kept his nerves on edge. But now it was different. His body felt pleasantly languid, and he constantly wanted to be next to Ash.

“Are you sleepy?”

“…A little.”

“Should we sleep more?”

Karlyle hesitated. Since he had handed over a lot of his father’s work to Kyle, he had recently been working with Alice. His schedule today only included attending a meeting for the East London development project, reviewing the first-half budget, and a brief meeting with accountants.

His schedule was set to begin at 11 AM. Usually, he would finish preparing before 9 AM and start his work, but he didn’t want to today. He wanted to stay with Ash longer.

“If Ash… is with me… then I’d like to.”

He subtly raised his eyes to look at Ash. Ash was blinking, looking down at him. That posture came about because Karlyle had buried his head in Ash’s embrace.