Define The Relationship Novel - Chapter 98

As if gently seeping into his life, Karlyle had somehow permeated every element that constituted Ash. The act of burying his nose in Karlyle’s soft, smooth neck and inhaling his subtle floral scent, melting his stiff and cold hands with his own warmth, and seeing the faint smile Karlyle made because of him—these were now things Ash couldn’t miss a single day.

Waking up and finding Karlyle not in his arms had become Ash’s most terrifying nightmare.

He loved Karlyle so much that this feeling frightened him. Ash only truly understood the depth of his mother’s love for him and his father after meeting Karlyle.

“This much isn’t considered a lot of drinking.”

Karlyle, who had emptied more than half of his rum, replied to Ash’s words in a voice that sounded somewhat dry.

“Is that so?”

Come to think of it, Karlyle, contrary to his actions and personality, surprisingly liked alcohol. Ash blinked for a moment, thinking about that. The answer he had just heard was subtly different from Karlyle’s usual demeanor.

“Then what’s considered a lot of drinking by Liel’s standards?”

Ash asked again to confirm what he was thinking. Karlyle lowered his eyes with a cool, expressionless face, then, after a few seconds of silence, replied again.

“I don’t know, as I’ve never been drunk.”

Ash curved his lips long and quietly gazed at Karlyle.

But you seem a little drunk now, Liel.

Ash gained a certain conviction. Since he was a man of action who immediately put his plans into motion, he asked a second question.

“How was going to the sex shop today?”

If he answered this question a little differently than usual, he was definitely drunk. Karlyle tended to be honest in his answers, but he didn’t reveal much about himself. Normally, he would have just said “I understand” to Ash’s comment about drinking a lot.

Upon hearing the question, Karlyle looked at Ash with a pathetic expression. His seemingly cold, ashen eyebrows curved pitifully, and his sharp, grey eyes drooped listlessly. His long eyelashes blinked weakly.

“…Ash, why do you like such a perverted place?”

Hmm. He’s drunk.

Ash was certain. A pleasant smile spread lazily across his face. This was an unexpected gain. It seemed Karlyle was revealing more of his inner thoughts than usual. If so, perhaps he could get answers without tormenting him with sex. What other secrets was he hiding recently?

“Was it perverted?”

“Yes.”

“Why?”

It was so cute that he used the expression “perverted” instead of his usual “undignified” or “vulgar.” Ash moved closer on the sofa and gently stroked Karlyle’s thigh. True to his sensitive body, as Ash pressed and rubbed the inside of his thigh, Karlyle let out a strange breath.

“Why do you need such things to have, h-huh, sex, h-huh, I don’t know.”

The hand stroking his thigh moved to rub near his groin. Seeing his seemingly fierce eyes become hazy with heat and take on a seductive quality, Ash’s lower body grew heavy. Ash continued his questioning with sunken eyes, holding back the urge to strip off his pants and thrust into his hole.

“Did you not answer my question because you were in such a place?”

The hand that had been rubbing his groin began to touch his stomach. Without lifting his hand, he slid his palm over Karlyle’s skin, pushing it, and his hand delved inside his shirt. The flat abdomen he touched with his fingertips was hard, well-maintained. His waist was thin, so his abs weren’t overly prominent, but his clearly defined stomach had the power to make one feel aroused just by looking at it. Ash unbuttoned Karlyle’s shirt one by one and laid him down on the sofa. He naturally snatched the glass from Karlyle’s hand and placed it on the floor.

“What, huh, uh-huh, question, haa, huh…”

Ash pressed their lower bodies close. He didn’t seem too drunk to feel things. No, he might even be more sensitive than usual. Ash had only scratched his stomach with his fingers, but Karlyle’s manhood was already hardening and swelling beneath his pants.

“The words you were hiding from me. I asked what they were.”

Ash pressed down on Karlyle from above, rubbing their centers together with force. He braced himself on the sofa, trapping Karlyle between his arms, then leaned down and put his lips to Karlyle’s exposed nipple. The flesh hidden inside the unbuttoned white suit shirt made him hungry. His pale, firm chest was unbelievably sensual for something that had been hidden by dignified clothing. The distinctly pink nipples were just plump enough to be perfect for biting with his teeth. Neither excessively large nor too small to find. Feeling the urge to bite the erect nubs, Ash followed that instinct.

“Ha, huh, ah, uh-huh, no, there, huh, huh…”

As soon as Ash bit the hardened nipple with his teeth, Karlyle twisted his waist. After experiencing Ash’s rut, Karlyle seemed to have given up on Ash licking his backside, but he was still very embarrassed when Ash touched his chest. Perhaps because it was his most sensitive area. The very idea that a man with such a refined and cool demeanor felt the most when his nipples were sucked was enough to stir lust.

“Ah, huh, ugh, too, too, ah…!”

Karlyle struggled to escape, as if trying to avoid the strange sensation spreading throughout his body. His long legs kicked against the sofa, attempting to rise. Ash pressed him down with his weight, then buried his face and sucked on Karlyle’s nipple with a loud smack.

As he sucked with force, the nipple was drawn in roundly. He rolled the firm nub inside his tongue. When his pointed tongue poked and tickled the center of the nipple, Karlyle threw back his head and trembled.

“Huh, ugh, k-ugh, uh-huh, Ashii…”

Sobs began to escape him. His attractive Adam’s apple bobbed, and wet moans flowed out. Karlyle, his waist arched, couldn’t handle the sensation he was feeling and dug his fingers into the sofa. Ash pulled his hand and made him grab his back. Karlyle obediently followed his action.

“Why won’t you let me suck something this delicious? Do you know how delicious Karlyle’s nipples are? They’re like they’re covered in honey.”

As Ash intentionally used the term “nipples,” Karlyle’s body shivered.

“Ugh, never, no, hic, ah, ahh, no, no…!”

Ash pulled his lips away and took the other nipple into his mouth. This one seemed to be the more sensitive side; Karlyle gasped just from Ash putting his lips to the pale pink areola and licking it with his tongue.

His hips, twitching and bouncing, were truly erotic. Every time Ash frantically sucked and bit his nipples, Karlyle trembled all over, feeling the pleasure. As Ash quickly flicked his tongue, tickling the tip of the nipple, Karlyle finally burst into tears and lowered his flushed face. Tears flowing over his clear skin, faintly dewed with sweat, looked sweet. His pale cheeks had turned peach-blossom pink. Ash, captivated by that sensual face, watched him for a moment.

“Ash, stop…”

His pleading voice was pathetic. Ash knew why Karlyle’s earnest request sounded so genuine. It was probably because he felt like he was about to cum if he kept being sucked like this. Karlyle, as an Alpha, was extremely ashamed of feeling pleasure through parts he didn’t usually use.

“Should I stop?”

When Karlyle nodded, tears gathered on his chin. His thick, smooth eyebrows didn’t look dark, perhaps because they were grey. Ash licked away the tears clinging to his chin and asked again.

“Then tell me what you wanted to say.”

He thought Karlyle would give in, but at those words, Karlyle’s eyes distorted, and he pressed his lips together tightly.

So stubborn.

It was frustrating yet cute. At other times, he would have let him be, finding such behavior adorable, but once Ash started fixating, it was hard for him to give in too. He wanted to let Karlyle do everything he wanted, but he couldn’t, since Karlyle wouldn’t say what he desired.

Ah, of course, in this situation, he couldn’t grant his wish.

“Is that so? Can’t be helped then.”

Ash smiled mischievously. Seeing that smile, Karlyle seemed to anticipate what was about to happen and bit his lip, trying to pull back. But even a wide sofa had an end. Karlyle was caught by Ash’s hand, precariously balanced on the armrest. Ignoring Karlyle, who vigorously shook his head, Ash firmly bit the enticingly wet nipple.

“Ah, ah, ugh, ah…!”

He bit down with moderate force, chewing gently. The sweet chewing sensation gave him the illusion that milk might come out. He had never desired an Omega, but Ash momentarily imagined how sweet it would be if fluid came from Karlyle’s body there. It would surely be sweet, like its owner. As someone who liked sweets, he regretted not being able to taste it.

“Stop, huh, ugh, ah, I’m, going, to…!”

Karlyle, sensing danger, struggled. Ash held his twitching waist tightly and buried his face in Karlyle’s chest. He sucked and chewed on the nipple like a child nursing.

“No, huh, ugh, ah, hic!”

He ignored Karlyle’s protests. As he forcefully pursed his lips and sucked on the swollen nipple, Karlyle arched his back greatly. His stiffened waist convulsed. His chin, weakly thrown back, signaled Karlyle’s climax. Slowly, the strength drained from his upper body, and Karlyle collapsed into Ash’s arms.

Witnessing the stimulating climax, Ash’s lower body became painfully heavy. But there was still a long way to go. Ash brushed back his faintly damp hair and lifted Karlyle from the sofa. Easily holding the strong body in his arms, Ash kissed Karlyle’s forehead.

“You came from being sucked? How naughty.”

Karlyle’s face, panting for breath, turned distinctly red. Karlyle looked at Ash with eyes that saw him as cruel, then immediately buried his face in Ash’s embrace. It was so cute it made his heart throb.

“Why… do you always say such mischievous things?”

“Because Liel is naughty. Look now. You came in your pants just from your nipples being sucked.”

The inside of his custom-tailored suit pants, stiffly cut, was stained with semen, which was truly erotic. At Ash’s words, Karlyle’s head snapped up. His nape visibly reddened. His wide, surprised eyes trembled uneasily, then Karlyle parted his lips.

“I, I, such…”

Tears gathered again in his eyes, which had stopped crying. I made him cry. Ash tightened his arms around Karlyle and comforted him.

“Beautiful.”

A damp, aggrieved sigh escaped his lips. Karlyle looked at Ash with tightly pressed lips, then grabbed his arm as if asking to be put down.

“I’ll go.”

“We’re almost there.”

“But…”

“If you want to get down, kiss my cheek.”