Define The Relationship Novel - Chapter 74

He managed to stand up for a moment, still dazed, when Ash rose. The finger stained with semen entered Karlyle’s mouth. As if possessed, Karlyle parted his lips. The finger slowly explored his mouth.

A viscous fluid, tasting metallic and sour, spread on his tongue. Karlyle obediently licked it clean. With a subdued gaze, Ash tilted his head slightly. His lips touched Karlyle’s ear.

“Does it taste good?”

His own semen couldn’t possibly taste good, let alone Ash’s. Yet, for some reason, it seemed to taste sweet. Ash’s finger was sweet.

“…It seems… so.”

“Shall we eat something better than that?”

Karlyle slowly nodded. As if he’d done well, Ash pressed his tongue with his finger.

“You listen well too.”

His lips touched Karlyle’s cheek. Ash withdrew his finger. Karlyle, still dazed, was led by Ash’s hand to the bathroom.

Warm water, at a pleasant temperature, flowed. This was the first time they had showered together since that time at Karlyle’s mansion. Ash neatly placed a large towel next to the sink and then stepped into the shower stall.

Water slowly soaked his entire body. As his hair gradually became wet, Ash squeezed shampoo into his palm and lathered it up. A slightly mischievous smile played on his lips.

“I want to wash you.”

“Are you… talking about me?”

“Yes, my Lyle.”

Now that he thought about it, it seemed he wasn’t joking but serious. Ash kept wanting to do something for Karlyle. It felt too overwhelming. Karlyle shook his head.

“I want to do it for you.”

“Then Lyle can do it tomorrow.”

Ash’s eyes curved, as if he was being endearing. Meanwhile, fingers gently burrowed into his hair, starting to create lather.

“We’ll see each other every day, so we can take turns.”

“Can we… see each other every day?”

Even though they had been living like that, Karlyle quietly asked, unable to believe the words. His water-soaked eyelids fluttered. He barely managed to bite his lips to suppress the smile that was unconsciously forming.

“We are, aren’t we? Don’t you like it, Lyle?”

A meticulous touch ran through his hair. The feeling of being massaged just enough to be pleasant made him feel as if his body was melting.

“Of course, I do.”

Karlyle hastily denied the question of whether he disliked it.

“I… I don’t know if I’m allowed to feel this way…”

He knew everyone had different boundaries. Even as lovers, there was no reason to see each other every day. So Karlyle had assumed this happy moment wouldn’t last forever. He naturally believed it would be that way.

“I want to see you every day though.”

His hair was now softly soaked in lather. Ash meticulously washed his hair, as if he had done it more than once or twice, making sure no foam got into Karlyle’s eyes or ears.

Karlyle loved all the elements that made up Ash Jones—his skill and experience—but sometimes he felt jealousy and sadness at the thought that the current Ash existed through someone in the past. He was happy yet sad.

He considered it natural that he wasn’t Ash’s first. However, his clumsy heart, once Ash was by his side, didn’t know how to contain itself and leaked out everywhere.

“Then… you might get tired of me.”

So, when he heard Ash say he wanted to see him every day, Karlyle got scared. If they had just continued as they had been, without saying anything, it might have been different, but Ash’s desire brought fear.

Ash listened to Karlyle’s words and calmly gazed at him. With gently curved eyes, he fixed his gaze and changed the direction of the showerhead, starting to rinse his hair.

“There’s one thing Lyle doesn’t know.”

A finger wiped away the foam on his eyebrow.

“I may be more experienced than Lyle, but that doesn’t mean I’ve experienced everything I do with Lyle.”

It felt as if his anxious feelings were being washed away with the foam. Karlyle didn’t even think to blink, listening intently to Ash’s words.

“Do you remember saying you couldn’t sleep if someone else was next to you?”

He nodded. Karlyle had etched every word Ash said into him like law.

“That’s why I’ve never had anyone sleep in my bed for more than a day. The same goes for the opposite.”

Ash now squeezed body wash onto a shower puff. A subtle scent, not much different from the shampoo, permeated the damp air. Ash pulled Karlyle’s body closer, which had softened and melted in the warm water.

Their chests touched. Their lower abdomens touched. Their equally hardened cocks touched. Streams of water flowed between their contoured muscles. It was a feeling he had never experienced before.

It was cozy. Yet, when Ash’s hand rubbed down his curved lower back, he became aroused. It was miraculous that two seemingly contradictory emotions could be felt simultaneously.

“There are many things I’m doing for the first time with Lyle too. I’ve never had anyone sleep next to me like this every day.”

Long, wet eyelashes, heavy with water droplets, gazed at Karlyle. The water droplets on Ash’s body would be no different from Karlyle’s, yet Karlyle thought that water would taste sweet.

“So, Lyle, don’t think like that.”

Ash lowered his head. Wet lips touched. Karlyle parted his lips as if he had been waiting. He stuck out his tongue and tasted the soft flesh. It tasted just as he expected. The water droplets wetting his tongue were very sweet. An urgent hand stroked Karlyle’s body. Their touching bodies embraced each other as one.

Without even the time to dry their wet hair, they lay on the bed. The desire that he thought would subside after showering only grew larger. His emotions kept overflowing, making it impossible for him to stay still.

Ash slowly laid Karlyle down and trapped him beneath him. His eyes, a mix of colors, calmly swept over Karlyle’s entire body. Emotion was etched at the edge of his gaze. He felt that Ash was thinking of him.

“Hurry…”

When that feeling touched his skin, impatience surged. He wanted to become one with Ash immediately. Even if it hurt, he wanted to connect. It was a cliché, but in this situation, no other phrase came to mind. It was the same when he confessed to Ash, when he spoke his true feelings.

“Will you let me look a little longer? You’re just too beautiful.”

Ash whispered softly. Lowering his darkened eyelashes, Ash began to move slowly. His lips touched Karlyle’s forehead. They brushed his straight, prominent nose and lips, and touched his hardened Adam’s apple.

Collarbone, chest, stomach, thighs, knees… Moving further back, Ash descended and gripped Karlyle’s ankle. Seeing him cup his ankle as if holding something precious, Karlyle barely managed to let out a ragged breath. It felt like shallow waves were rolling in, finally engulfing him.

Ash lowered his head towards the instep of his foot, which extended straight from his ankle. His gracefully curved nose appeared, then his lips touched the instep. A tingling sensation spread. When Karlyle twitched his ankle, Ash looked up. Ash, with his eyes crinkled in a wide smile, whispered as if sharing a secret.

“There’s no part of you that isn’t beautiful.”

He couldn’t find a place to put his eyes. At a loss, Karlyle raised his upper body. A weakly extended hand touched Ash’s arm.

“That place, it’s dirty, so stop…”

“It’s not dirty. We showered.”

He shook his head. Unable to bear the embarrassment, his neck eventually flushed red. Karlyle distorted his eyebrows and called Ash’s name as if pleading.

“Ash…”

“Lyle still doesn’t seem to know how to cherish himself… So I’ll cherish you every day. From your toes to your head.”

His lips finally touched his long, neat toes. Karlyle bit his lips tightly, feeling as if he was about to cry. He felt so overwhelmed by the treatment that he almost wanted to run away.

But as if sensing it, Ash gripped Karlyle’s foot. A hand pressed into the hollow of his sole, gripping his ankle. The slight pressure and rubbing below his ankle bone gradually warmed his insides.

His legs seemed to part gently, then lifted. Ash’s lips moved from his instep back to his ankle. Kissing the soft inner knee of his raised leg, Ash lowered his body. Smacking sounds echoed.

Slowly applying pressure, Ash pushed Karlyle’s legs upwards. Only after kissing all the way to his inner thighs did Ash release Karlyle’s legs. By then, Karlyle could no longer endure. His lips had only touched and separated repeatedly, but his cock was stiff and leaking pre-cum. It was too much.

“Ash, please…”

“I haven’t loosened you up yet.”

Ash shook his head. As if intending to melt Karlyle, Ash was careful and calm, unlike someone who had been holding back. But Ash’s consideration was enough. What Karlyle wanted was Ash’s pleasure. He wanted Ash to feel the happiness he had gained from Ash.

Karlyle grabbed Ash’s hand, which was squeezing lubricant into his palm. He pulled Ash’s wrist and intertwined their fingers, holding hands. Lubricant smeared on his palm.

Karlyle then guided Ash’s hand downwards. Their hands touched the area where Ash’s fingers had entered that morning.

Karlyle lowered his gaze. Then, holding Ash’s fingers, he pushed them into the tightly closed opening. He saw Ash’s eyes widen.

Karlyle took a long breath at the sensation of pushing past the tightly closed folds. The slippery fingers penetrated only as far as Karlyle applied force. Karlyle then pushed his own fingers inside as well. His fingers followed where Ash’s fingers had gone.

He had never touched himself for this purpose, so the soft, hot sensation at his fingertips felt strange. Karlyle frowned slightly. It definitely felt different from an omega’s. It was firmer and less yielding. He wondered what Ash would feel from the tightly constricting area.

It was then that Ash’s still fingers moved. Karlyle’s wrist was gripped. He saw Ash holding his wrist with his other hand. Ash was looking at Karlyle with an unsmiling face.

Ash’s fingers began to move further inside than where Karlyle had penetrated. He soon understood what Ash was trying to do.

“Uh, uh-eut…”

A tingling sensation vibrated from below. It was a familiar feeling. His mouth parted. His cock twitched. This time, Karlyle’s hand moved. Ash, gripping his wrist, made it move. His fingers pushed all the way to the base. Where Ash’s long fingers touched, Karlyle’s fingertips also touched.

“Do you feel it? It’s here.”

That spot, which could only be touched by pushing all the way to the base, was located somewhere closer to the inside of his belly. Ash made him press down on the plump, round area. Karlyle twitched his hips and spread his thighs.

“Ha, ah, h-huh…”

“Lyle’s favorite spot.”

‘Remember it well,’ Ash whispered, leaning down. Trapped by their locked gazes, Karlyle unconsciously nodded. Ash curved his lips into a smile, then lowered his eyes and moved Karlyle’s wrist again.

The pace gradually quickened. The poking force also grew stronger. Karlyle parted his lips slightly and slowly concentrated on the act. Eventually, he was thrusting into that spot without even realizing Ash’s fingers had withdrawn. He was masturbating from behind.

Strangely enough, the stimulation that erupted from rubbing his rear gave him pleasure incomparable to touching his front. The urge to cum also rose quickly. Despite his past of having sex for long periods, Karlyle was soon overwhelmed by the desire to ejaculate.

“Ha, h-huh, uh-eut, ha…”

Karlyle moved his hand as if he would shove it all the way to his wrist. Lubricant melted and ran down his palm. Karlyle, with blurry eyes, was thrusting below when he heard something being torn.

At that sound, he looked up. At the same time, his fingers were forcibly pulled out. Into the empty, gaping hole, immediately touched something incomparably larger.

“I told you to just know it… I didn’t say to go alone.”

Ash whispered, as if scolding him. The hard glans pushed through the tender flesh. The tip slowly forced its way in, and the hole widened. His body stiffened with the sensation of his folds stretching taut.

Ash’s seemed much larger than he remembered. It was incomparable to fingers. The sensation of a thin condom covering it was unfamiliar. His inner walls, which had only swallowed bare skin, twitched awkwardly. Yet, they repeatedly relaxed to somehow swallow the cock that was stretching them so tightly it felt like they might tear.