Define The Relationship Novel - Chapter 77

As he had thought when he met Aiden yesterday, perhaps Ash had accepted him so much that he had lost his sense of discretion.

“I wasn’t hungry. I can eat alone later.”

Yet, with a hint of disappointment, Karlyle’s eyebrows curved downwards. Seeing his sharp, straight eyebrows soften, Ash smiled.

“Why eat alone? I haven’t eaten either.”

His slightly droopy eyebrows, which had been listless, returned to their original position. Karlyle didn’t quite notice the change in his own expression, and even smiled a little.

“Then… can we eat together?”

“You ask such obvious things, my Lyle.”

Ash gently pinched his nose and let go. Karlyle’s eyes crinkled beautifully. Meanwhile, Ash’s hand, which had been rubbing his nose, touched his cheek. The hand slid down, beginning to tickle his nape.

Heat gradually rose. Ash closed his lips. His smooth lips seemed to be suppressing something, showing only a faint smile. Karlyle remained still, receiving Ash’s touch.

The hand that had been touching his collarbone moved over the robe, as if trying to penetrate it. But Ash soon shook his head with a low sigh.

“Do you want to think about what you want to eat? I’ll go shower.”

Just as Ash had gotten to know Karlyle well over 40 days, Karlyle had also gradually understood some of Ash’s actions. Just now, they had been on the verge of a sensual situation. In fact, Karlyle was already aroused, automatically recalling what would come next.

“I’m… not very hungry.”

Ash raised an eyebrow. “Hmm,” he murmured softly.

“Is that so?”

“Are you very hungry?”

Karlyle still lacked skill in direct invitations. However, Ash immediately caught on to even this small expression. He felt his lower body harden, and his rear began to twitch faintly.

To be honest, this change was quite perplexing for him too. To use a part of his body he had never used in his entire life as an alpha, as the source of pleasure.

But his body adapted terrifyingly quickly to pleasure. Now, even a slight hint of lewdness from Ash would make his rear throb. Karlyle would then feel embarrassed, letting out a long, troubled breath.

“No.”

With that, Ash moved the hand that was still resting on his collarbone. As if parting his chest, he raised his index finger and swept down the robe. The loosely tied robe came undone, revealing his body.

The precariously tied robe string hung below his waist. His groin was barely covered, visible yet hidden. However, it was enough to know he was wearing nothing underneath. Ash’s gaze blatantly fell upon it.

“Lyle… how far do you intend to charm me?”

Ash spoke with his gaze fixed on Karlyle’s lower body, as if truly troubled. Karlyle turned his eyes at the dry, metallic sound. He stumbled back, his mind briefly blank, then tried to think. Had he intended this without realizing it? How depraved had he become in such a short time?

“Go on up.”

Ash let Karlyle retreat, catching him only with a glance. But before Karlyle could climb the stairs, Ash’s finger deliberately flicked the robe string that was still caught.

The robe fell completely open. Karlyle gathered the robe with flustered hands. Ash licked his lower lip, watched Karlyle, then smiled with crinkled eyes and reached out his hand.

The pheromones Karlyle had smelled in Ash’s embrace just moments ago now flowed overtly. Inhaling the scent, which was so thick it stole his senses, Karlyle, as if enchanted, took his hand.

While Ash showered, Karlyle sat back down in front of his laptop. He needed to arrange appointments to view houses, so he wanted to make a quick decision and then fully focus on his time with Ash.

However, it wasn’t easy. Ash’s strong pheromones, which had been permeating his body, kept coming to mind. They were definitely different from usual. Ash had a talent for captivating people with just a languid smile, but his pheromones weren’t usually like that.

To be precise, Ash’s pheromones had been closer to calm since they first met. Of course, it would feel different to an omega. Alpha and omega pheromones have a nature that tempts each other.

However, the lingering scent at the tip of his nose evoked an excitement that would stir even another alpha. The strong sweetness was not a light, tangy sweetness, but rather a heavy yet clean sweetness. It felt as if the taste of Ash, which Karlyle had thought would be like dark chocolate with rum, had been refined into a scent.

Karlyle decided he needed to check again. Although it was hard to pinpoint exactly, the intensified pheromones bothered him. Beyond his subconscious, countless people around Ash, enchanted by his pheromones, flashed through his mind.

The possibilities were endless. In that case, as he had said before, perhaps he really should confine Ash… Karlyle’s eyes widened in alarm at the sudden surge of greed. How terrifying of a human are you planning to become, Karlyle Frost? He harshly rebuked himself.

“Are you looking at something for work?”

Karlyle lifted his chin at the voice from behind him. Tilting his head back and looking up, he saw Ash looking down at him. Ash was wearing nothing.

He also saw Ash’s lips, slightly upturned at the corners, gently relax into a smile. Water droplets ran down his wet, clinging hair and across his forehead. Droplets that ran down his dark eyebrows collected on his chin, trembling precariously before falling.

A droplet fell onto Karlyle’s eyelid. As he unconsciously closed his eyes, Ash’s finger rubbed it away.

“Rather than that…”

Karlyle said, his eyelids twitching. The sensation of a finger slowly rubbing his thin skin was strange.

“I was looking at properties.”

The finger that had been gently rubbing his eyelid now touched his brow bone. Karlyle kept his eyes closed for a few seconds, then slowly opened them. Ash was still looking down at him. His pupils were deep, perhaps due to the heavy shadows.

“Why properties?”

Ash asked in a voice that conveyed his incomprehension.

“I… feel like I’m imposing too much.”

Karlyle said, trying to compose his reluctant heart. Aiden’s words echoed in his mind at just the right moment. When he should be making a good impression, he couldn’t be a burdensome lover. Besides, look at himself just a few seconds ago. Hadn’t he become even more terrifying? He needed to restrain himself.

“Imposing?”

Ash’s smile deepened. His taut lips created the strange illusion of annoyance.

“He must have said something useless again.”

Ash muttered in a low voice, almost to himself. It was so quiet that Karlyle could only read his lips.

“I’m sorry, I didn’t hear what you said.”

“It’s nothing. I wasn’t talking to Lyle.”

Ash then leaned down and hugged Karlyle from behind. The damp scent of fresh water and body wash enveloped him. At the same time, he also felt the pheromones he had smelled at the entrance. Karlyle hadn’t been mistaken. It was very sweet.

Naturally, Ash gently pushed Karlyle forward and sat behind him. The table Karlyle was working at was a long, rectangular walnut slab, placed in the center of the second floor. Ash had placed two long bench-like chairs opposite each other. It looked like a good setup for collaborative work.

The chair wasn’t very wide for its length, so when Ash overlapped his body and hugged him from behind, Karlyle slid forward as if he would fall off. As Karlyle twitched and tried to get up, Ash sat him on his lap. Arms, slick as snakes, wrapped around his waist, trapping him in an embrace.

“So… you’re looking for a new house?”

“For now, yes.”

He said so, but Karlyle truly didn’t want that. It was a painful prospect. To see Ash, freshly showered, every day, and then not be able to. He already felt withdrawal symptoms coming on.

Ash’s hand found its way into the robe as if searching for its place. Ash easily untied the knot Karlyle had neatly tied. The hand that had slipped inside subtly rubbed his lower abdomen. As a large palm touched his flat stomach, Karlyle tensed, straightening his back.

In the meantime, his penis was half-erect. Ash’s hand gently rubbed his stomach, then his knuckles brushed past his penis. Now Ash gently spread Karlyle’s thighs with both hands. Karlyle stiffened, staring straight down at the laptop.

“Why did you suddenly think of this?”

“That’s…”

The words he had barely managed to recall scattered like smoke. It was because Ash’s right hand had slipped into his groin. Hiccup. He sharply inhaled. A low chuckle echoed, and then lips touched his nape.

A finger circled the perineum below his testicles, then slowly touched his opening. Click. The sound of a plastic cap opening. Turning his gaze towards the sound, he saw Ash holding a bottle of lubricant in his left hand.

Ash flicked open the cap with his thumb and brought it between Karlyle’s spread legs. He felt something hard between Ash’s thighs, where Ash was sitting. Ash’s dick, pressed against his buttocks, was firmly erect.

“I’m listening, Lyle. Keep talking.”

Squeeeeze. A transparent, purplish gel squirted out, running down his penis. Delicate yet firm fingers squeezed out plenty of lubricant. Karlyle gripped the edge of the desk tightly at the sensation of the cold gel running down his glans. A shiver of pleasure ran down his spine.

“I… was, originally, looking, for, a, ho-house… Ah, h-huh, ah!”

The gel that ran down his penis circularly moistened his testicles. Soon it moistened the inside of his slightly parted thighs. Some of it fell to the floor, and some ran down his perineum.

Fingers gently scratching the folds near his opening picked up and applied the gel. The moistness began to wet the folds. Ash moved his legs completely, hooking his knees under Karlyle’s and spreading his legs wide. Karlyle gasped, his hips trembling.

“Yes. That’s right.”

Thanks to his wide-spread thighs, his penis dangled under the table. Ash completely ignored his stiffly erect penis, which occasionally hit his stomach before falling.

Ash brought the lubricant bottle right up to his opening, squeezing the gel onto it as if spraying water. There was a sound of air escaping, and cold gel was sprayed indiscriminately.

“H-huh, Ash…!”

Ash sprayed an incomparable amount of gel, far more than usual. He seemed intent on using the entire bottle. Karlyle, with eyes blurred from the heat, lifted his hips. The feeling of his lower body being completely soaked was so strange.

“You were originally looking for a house, right?”

“Ah, ah, h-huh, s-strange…”

Two fingers immediately plunged inside. Ash’s thighs, and the seat of the chair they were sitting on, were all covered in gel. His index and middle fingers burrowed into the slightly tight inner part of his opening, then spread apart like scissors. Karlyle gasped, his mouth open, at the sensation of the folds expanding and his opening widening. His breath hitched. Goosebumps erupted, and he frantically scratched the back of his neck.

Ash brought the opening of the lubricant bottle to the widened gap of his opening. Karlyle flinched and turned his head. His reddened, wet eyes looked at Ash, bewildered, and Ash said with a calm gaze.

“I’m going to empty it all inside.”

He had never done that before. His opening twitched with anxiety and anticipation. Fingers firmly spread his opening, which was repeatedly clenching and releasing.

“If you don’t like it, I won’t do it.”

Ash seemed a little strange today. He felt somewhat like a different person, yet his way of asking for consent was gentle. He didn’t seem angry. Karlyle gripped the table tightly and asked.

“Is, it, okay…?”

“It’s almost like water, so it’ll be fine. It’s for alphas… and we used four bottles last week. Was that strange?”

Four bottles, he said. Facing a rut for the first time in half a year, Karlyle had been out of his mind for two days, clinging to Ash and being pounded.

As if recovering something lost, his body became uncontrollably aroused by Ash’s pheromones. He had even briefly lost consciousness from feeling too much, so he didn’t really remember the situation well.

“I don’t, quite, ah, h-huh!”

“Then you can remember it properly this time.”

Some gel flowed into his inner wall. Karlyle stiffened, straightening his back at the sensation of the cold liquid touching his hot flesh.

“You don’t like it?”

Ash asked again. Did he dislike it? No, that wasn’t it. Karlyle slowly shook his head. Soft lips pressed against his cheek, as if saying, good job.

“Beautiful.”