Into the Rose Garden Novel - Chapter 39

Kloff Bendyke was a man who kept his word annoyingly well. He appeared with several documents proving his usefulness as an invitation.
“Hmph.”
The second time was no easier than the first. The physiological repulsion lessened a little. Humans were, after all, adaptable creatures. But the resentment towards the other, who constantly emphasized that this increasingly personal meeting was not a pure friendship and then presented a damn ‘bill,’ grew. He snatched the file and threw it onto the table. He had no intention of opening it. How much profit he had gained could be sufficiently gauged by how obscene the act about to be performed would be. He felt like he was being forced into prostitution. No, pretending it wasn’t, but it was prostitution after all. Nausea welled up at the other’s deliberate use of humiliating methods.

Seeing Aeroc forcibly swallow the rising indignation, Bendyke took out his usual medicine bottle from his pocket and swallowed its contents in one gulp. It was a protest that he was the one being dragged to the slaughterhouse. In a surge of emotion, Aeroc snapped coldly,
“If it’s so disgusting, why don’t you stop?”
“Not at all.”
The man, smiling confidently, pressed close and cupped Aeroc’s face with both hands. When he lightly pressed his lips against Aeroc’s, his expression automatically twisted.
“Isn’t it rather the Count who feels nauseous dealing with a rotten-smelling human?”
“You know me well.”
“Knowing too well is the problem.”
Bendyke, wearing a brazen smile, touched the knot of Aeroc’s tie. His long fingers lazily tugged at it. Because the knot was tied tightly, it didn’t come undone easily, and because of that, Aeroc was pulled forward. As they pressed close, the other emitted a scent similar to dried natural objects. It felt like a mixture of the refreshing coolness of cool marble and the profound richness of heavy mahogany. It wasn’t unpleasant and even provided a sense of stability. Of course, if its owner wasn’t the irritating human Bendyke, he wouldn’t feel any aversion to that stability.
“Hmph.”
Aeroc wasn’t the only one sensitive to scents. Bendyke moved skillfully, like a predator assessing its prey’s vital points. Instead of roughly hugging and rubbing, he lightly embraced him. The loose cage created by his long limbs effectively blocked all escape routes.
“You don’t need to be so tense. Being tense won’t change anything.”
“Just shut up. You don’t need to add chattiness to your vulgarity.”
He retorted in an equally intimate voice to the low whisper. Then the other chuckled, his large chest rumbling. The other pressed his cheek against Aeroc’s neatly styled blonde hair. When Aeroc slightly twisted his head under the heavy pressure, a light kiss landed on his temple.
“I never knew you could be so cute. I wish I had known earlier.”
“That would only be good for you.”
“It doesn’t seem to be just that.”
Arrogant eyes gazed at Aeroc. The other, flaunting the superiority of his large physique, slowly traced down the center of Aeroc’s tense back with his fingertips. The fine, high-quality fabric made no sound as it brushed. The touch, tracing the subtle muscles of his back like ripples over pebbles, was surprisingly delicate. A languid sigh escaped his tightly pressed lips. If he had been smoking a cigarette, a thin, long stream of smoke would have followed the path, and a faint smile bloomed on the other’s lips as he approached again.

The surface of his slightly parted lips quickly dried from the hot breath. But through the open gap, a smooth tongue moistened the rough surface. He couldn’t remember how many times this deep, tongue-entwined kiss had occurred. But everything was excessively new. His pride as an Alpha, which he had built up until now, was slowly being chipped away. Aeroc reached out and grabbed the other. Otherwise, he couldn’t support himself. The devil’s kiss paralyzed both his soul and body.
A low nasal sound resonated. At the same time, a faint laugh also emerged. He knew that the more he focused on the kiss, the more the other enjoyed it. Yet, he couldn’t stop kissing. It was unexpected for Aeroc that contact with another person, especially another Alpha, could be so welcome.
“Hmm.”
“Hah.”
Their lips parted and then met again. His narrowly opened eyes could barely contain only the other. Through the blurry outline, distinct features rushed towards him as if about to spill out. Wasn’t the mask, with its slight asymmetry and appropriate ruggedness, the pinnacle of masculinity that God had aimed for?

He detested the vulgar personality, but Bendyke’s sexual appeal was undeniably excellent. The fact that he, a country bumpkin with no connections in the capital, could easily establish himself in reputable society couldn’t be explained by his financial management skills alone. A man with an intense aura that stood out anywhere, coupled with a subtly revealed dangerous and dark side, always captivated people’s attention in any time or space. Aeroc wanted to resist that magic, but he was only human.
“Hah… mmm.”
His tongue, which had allowed a brief rest, once again occupied Aeroc’s mouth. The uninhibited tongue exuded sinister desire. It quickly infiltrated the capillaries beneath the touching mucous membranes. Flames instantly spread. While a large hand entered his waist and roamed his private area, Aeroc frantically began to undress the other. His anger had long evaporated in the flames of burgeoning passion.
Or perhaps excessive sexual purity caused this illusion.
“Focus on me.”
The other, sensing his thoughts, demanded in an arrogant tone. Just as he was about to retort, something hard touched Aeroc’s half-swollen crotch. The arm gripping his waist tightened, and a large desire brazenly clung to him.
“Hmph.”
The massive thigh, smoothly parting his legs and pressing, simultaneously compressed his penis and testicles. He sharply inhaled. Forgetting resistance and defiance, he simply let himself be played with by the other.
He couldn’t clearly remember when his clothes had been taken off. His mind was blank, making rational thought impossible. Aeroc, consumed by desire, stripped the other’s clothes with his own hands. He traced the curved muscles and caressed the bone joints, which felt as if they were carved from stone. The large beast’s breathing became increasingly ragged. The presence of another person lusting after him was far more welcome than he had expected.

He pulled down his underwear and pants at once and kicked them far away with his toes. He unbuttoned the remaining buttons of the other’s shirt. Meanwhile, Bendyke looked around and then strode away. Even as he unbuttoned the last button of his shirt, Aeroc’s gaze remained fixed on him. The large Alpha male, his unbuttoned shirt flapping like a cloak, approached again. In his hand was a small bottle that Aeroc had prepared but had never used.
“Turn around and hold onto the table.”
The extremely arrogant command was given. His lungs rapidly expanded and then contracted again. His solar plexus hurt. His will to resist had long disappeared. As he was told, a hot palm pulled up the sagging silk shirt hem above his waist. A large palm slid and clung to his raised buttocks, tense with anticipation.
“Hmph.”
He inhaled sharply once more.
Thud.
The bottle cap fell and rolled on the floor. His gaze involuntarily fixed on it. He stopped breathing and tried to say something. But he couldn’t remember what he wanted to say at all. The moment he was about to utter something, something smooth and cold touched his most private area.
“Ah.”
A short gasp escaped him. And he completely forgot how to breathe.
“Spread your legs a little wider.”
The rough voice was hoarse. Aeroc ignored the words. It wasn’t out of shame or arrogance. The shivers that spread through his capillaries were burning his nerves, making him unable to move.

The hand that invaded an area he had never touched himself traced the tightly closed, self-contracting folds. For a moment, his vision went black and then returned. Flames erupted wherever the other’s skin, lubricated with fragrant oil, passed. The finger that slid into his perineum gently caressed his testicles, which were contracted with tension.
“Hah! Hah!”
He gasped short breaths repeatedly. It felt like his collarbones were rattling open and closed like windows. All the joints in his legs melted. He felt as if they would dislocate at any moment and scatter into several long bones. He dropped his head, which he had lifted into the air. His penis, emerging from his pubic hair, slowly began to raise its red tip. Since he had never endured any lewd acts other than physiological excretion, he was embarrassingly easily engulfed in flames. Clear dew formed at the tip of his urethra. His face flushed intensely. Even though it was natural to have a lewd reaction to a lewd act, he couldn’t control his shame.
“Hmph.”
He clenched his molars tightly. Otherwise, tears would form in his eyes. He refused to shed tears of pleasure. An Alpha accepting an Alpha causes pain. While the beast-like penis cruelly violated the narrow opening that had never even accepted a finger, pain would surely engulf him. A moan from pain was preferable to one from pleasure.

But Bendyke’s touch seemed to only desire teasing, lazily circling the periphery. He only rubbed the folds, ignoring the tight opening. The lukewarm stimulation made him impatient. The touch, which he had expected to be rough, delicately caressed the tender flesh on the inside of his thighs. He lightly pinched and released the smooth, elastic skin, made so by the oil. Each time, Aeroc flinched and bucked his hips.
He barely suppressed the urge to shout at him to hurry up if he was going to do it. Whether it was his aristocratic persistence or his pride as an Alpha male. Just as either was about to disappear, the hand that had been roaming between his legs withdrew.
“Phew.”
There was a rustling sound. A large shadow fell over his heaving back. A heavy weight pressed down on Aeroc’s upper body. His firm abs touched the upper part of his bare buttocks. A hard, thick rod forced its way between his thighs, which were aching from being massaged.
“Ah.”
His mouth wouldn’t close. His heels automatically lifted. It instantly penetrated his thighs. The tip of the dark red penis emerged, parting his tightly pressed, firm leg muscles. Aeroc stared blankly at the unbelievably lewd scene. When the penis that had disappeared between his thighs poked its head out again, Aeroc unconsciously tried to relax his legs.
“That’s not it.”
A low rebuke came from behind him, and at the same time, a large, rake-like hand firmly pressed down on the sides of both his thighs.
“Hmph.”
“Close your legs more. More.”
It was the opposite demand from before. When he tensed his thighs and closed them tightly, the heavy body pressing against his back twitched. A hot sigh escaped the lips brushing his neck. The low breathing sound indicated Bendyke’s arousal.
“Stay still like this.”
A terribly hoarse voice whispered softly.
Slosh, slosh.
“Hmph.”
With the gentle rhythmic movements, Aeroc also swayed. The large penis, which scratched his perineum and crushed his testicles, further stimulated Aeroc’s already aroused desire.
“Hmph… Ah… Uh… Uh-uh.”
Even if he didn’t want to, his nasal cavity automatically hummed. The waves of desire rushing from behind grew stronger and stronger.
Clatter, clatter.
The table, far too small to support the weight of two people, thrashed noisily.
“Cough.”
“Ugh… Haah.”
Even with plenty of oil, it was insufficient to prevent friction heat. It felt like a hot pillar was branding his thighs. Even as he thought he might get burned, Aeroc tightened his thighs even more to ensure the large pillar didn’t bypass his desire.
Slosh, slosh.
“Ae… roc.”
A moist tongue licked his earlobe and traced his jawline. Aeroc twisted his head. Sharp teeth bit into his exposed neck.
“Hmph… Ah… Ah.”
His waist felt languid. But he wasn’t satisfied yet. Aeroc’s penis was neglected. Pushed by heated desire, Aeroc tried to pleasure himself. But this time too, he couldn’t achieve his goal. Before that, Bendyke gripped the dripping pillar.
“Ah!”
A sharp gasp burst out. The other, gripping his sensitive, heated spot, mercilessly squeezed and then slowly released his grip. His entire body trembled with a terrible shock. Aeroc threw his head back and trembled. As the small erectile tissue at the base, like any Alpha’s, was compressed, the world repeatedly blurred to black and then brightened. His heart and lungs felt like they would rupture.
“Ah… there… Ah, no.”
He struggled to escape the grip. But the more he pulled his hips back, the more cruelly and vilely the master who had taken over his penis moved. His eyelids fluttered. His vision blurred. Aeroc let go of the table and tried to pull his hand away. Even when his fingernails scratched the skin, Bendyke didn’t budge. Instead, he moved even more roughly, as if punishing him.
“Ugh… Hah… Haah!”
He felt like he would ignite from the friction heat. Aeroc moaned at the touch that felt like it was gripping his heart, not his penis.
Slosh, slosh.
The rhythm quickened. Hot, wet breaths warmed his neck and ears.
“Ahhh.”
Aeroc was the first to climax. It wasn’t a powerful release. Due to excessive pressure, he couldn’t burst and instead ejaculated in small, almost sobbing spurts. As the forced climax continued, Aeroc held his breath. He merely trembled faintly, held captive by the cruel man.
“Cough.”
Soon after, Bendyke reached his climax. He left a dark trace between Aeroc’s legs. A sticky, fishy-smelling fluid flowed down his legs. At the same time, the grip on Aeroc’s penis loosened.
“Hmph.”
The second aftershock shook Aeroc. Unable to control the urge to excrete, Aeroc released both semen and non-semen fluids. The terrible shame couldn’t overcome the exhaustion that weighed down his entire body. The pillar of desire that had been supporting his body disappeared as if it were a lie. Aeroc could no longer support himself. He collapsed onto the table, trying to catch his breath.
Kiss, kiss.
Hot lips touched and left his neck and shoulder. The kisses, lightly sucking on his skin, gently soothed the floating sensation caused by the intense first encounter. It was another unexpected discovery in Bendyke.
“You’re quite affectionate.”
It wasn’t meant to be sarcastic. Physical exhaustion made his mind hazy. It was closer to babbling due to the awkward atmosphere.
“So, you don’t like it?”
A weariness was also present in the other’s voice. Unlike their conversation, their bodies were purely intertwined without mockery or sarcasm. He didn’t want to break the peaceful calm. Instead of answering, Aeroc raised his hand and lightly touched the cheek of the one licking his shoulder. Then a tongue licked between his fingers.
“Just like a dog.”
“If you must, call me a wolf.”
At the quite sincere protest, Aeroc couldn’t help but chuckle.