Little Pink Starfish

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In the dark room, only the sound of rough breathing could be heard.

Asher’s brain was numb from the given stimulation, surrendering to pleasure. Their bodies entwined so closely that it became impossible to tell whose warmth was whose.

“Nn… ahh!”

Sweet moans escaped with each thrusting motion. Desperately, Asher moved his hips, chasing after the pleasure.

Compared to the first time, Asher accepted Theodore smoothly, as if his bud had been yearning for the hot wedge being driven in. Unlike last time, Asher’s secret place grew wet naturally without being touched. The soft inner walls undulated, wrapping tightly around the wedge as it was swallowed deep inside.

“……tsu”
“Haa… nn…”

With each thrust of the hips, the sound of dry slaps and wet noises echoed in his ears.

“Ah, ah! …No—!”

As the depths were relentlessly penetrated, Asher felt as if his mind was about to break. His body twisted from the tightening sensation in his lower abdomen.

“Kh…!”
“Ah! Haa… nn, nn!”
“…Ah… Asher.”
“Ah—! …Ah, ahh!”

Gripped by the hips and thrust into even more intensely, Asher arched his back.

With each deep stroke, his entire body tingled, gradually succumbing to pleasure. At the moment Asher’s rigid length trembled violently, a thick, milky essence was released in a forceful spray.

“Ahh! …Ah… ah!”

Even after spilling, Theodore did not stop his movements. Continuously thrust into, Asher’s body trembled uncontrollably.

“Ah… wait… no, no… again… ah, ah!”
“Asher…!”
“I’m… going to… break… it feels… ah, ah!”

It wasn’t intentional, but Asher’s body tensed, tightening around Theodore’s wedge. The sensation of its size pressed even more intensely against his inner walls.

“Ah… no… it’s too big…”
“…!”
“…Hyaa!”

With a powerful thrust deep into the very core, Asher was firmly embraced by Theodore.

A scorching sensation burst inside, spreading a sudden heat through his abdomen.

“…Ah… ah.”
“…Hah.”

Breathing heavily, Theodore sealed Asher’s lips, pushing his hips forward as if to drive even deeper.

“…I won’t let anyone else touch you.”

As Theodore slowly withdrew, a thick, milky essence dripped from Asher’s bud.

Feeling the substance that Theodore had released spilling out from within, Asher trembled. Unlike last time, when his memory had blurred midway, this time, Asher remained fully conscious of everything.

“…Ah, aa…”

Overcome with embarrassment, Asher tried to twist his legs to hide, but Theodore stopped him.

“Don’t… look.”
“Why? It’s proof that you’re mine.”

Forced to spread his legs, Asher covered his face in shame.

His pale skin was slick with sweat, faintly flushed from the heat. His chest, rising and falling with ragged breaths, bore small, stiffened ornaments, while his abdomen was soiled with the thick, milky essence Asher had spilled.

Through the gaps between Asher’s hands, his long, lowered eyelashes trembled, and his jewel-like blue eyes glistened with moisture.

His cheeks were flushed a rosy hue, making everything about him look breathtaking—however…

“…Hya!”

Suddenly, a warm tongue traced along his leg, causing Asher to cry out in surprise.

“…No matter how much I regret it, it will never be enough.”

Asher’s beautiful, bare body.

However, the lingering scars still marring his skin made Theodore’s expression twist with pain.

Pressing his lips against them, he trailed gentle kisses along the marks, licking them with soft, wet sounds. Asher squirmed in protest.

“Stop, it’s… it’s fine now!”
“I’m the one who’s not fine.”
“Ah… stop—”

Asher tried to pull his captured leg away, but there was no way he could overpower Theodore’s strength.

Even so, he struggled to resist, prompting Theodore to lift his lips from his leg. Leaning down, he flicked his tongue over the milky essence spilled across Asher’s abdomen.

“Wait! Theodore… stop!”

Asher tried to sit up, but Theodore pressed him down by the chest, preventing any movement.

Just as he reached out in a desperate attempt to resist—

“Ah!”

Asher’s body jolted with a sudden shudder.

After finishing licking the essence from Asher’s abdomen, Theodore next brought his lips to Asher’s most intimate place.

“Stop… don’t do that… ahh!”

Asher’s length was enveloped by the warm, moist sensation of Theodore’s mouth. His tip was slowly licked and caressed, sending shivers through his body as all strength drained away.

Theodore’s lips gently wrapped around Asher, his tender ministrations gradually coaxing him back to full hardness.

“Ah… ah…”

I’m going to break… no… I can’t think of anything…

Lewd, wet sounds echoed in Asher’s ears.

Under Theodore’s skillful oral ministrations, Asher reached his peak once again, unable to resist.

“…Hah… fuuh… haa…”

Panting heavily, Asher lay limp, completely spent.

Theodore gazed down at him, his lips glistening with Asher’s release. Sticking out his tongue, he licked it away before wiping his mouth with his thumb.

Asher noticed the flames flickering within Theodore’s pitch-black eyes.

“Stop resisting already.”

Looking up into Theodore’s eyes, a shiver ran down Asher’s spine.

Those eyes, like those of a starving beast, gazed down at him hungrily.

Though a part of him found it terrifying, another part couldn’t help but feel pleased.

Letting out a breathy sigh, Asher met Theodore’s gaze with hazy, melted eyes.

After that, he could do nothing but surrender as Theodore continued to lick every scar on his body until he was satisfied.

The wounds on his back, in particular, were tended to with painstaking care, as if Theodore were trying to erase them with his tongue.

No matter how many times Asher insisted he was fine, his words were ignored. In the end, as Theodore licked along his scars, Asher was once again taken from behind.

Thrust into over and over, Theodore didn’t let go until Asher was reduced to tears.

Unlike the first time, Asher did not lose consciousness after their lovemaking. He remained aware as Theodore gently wiped down his entire body. In a daze, Asher watched Theodore cleaning up the aftermath.

“…I’m sorry.”
“Eh…?”

Lying on the sofa, Asher blinked in surprise as Theodore, bundling up the soiled sheets, turned his gaze toward him.

The worried look on his face, filled with concern, was nothing like the possessive intensity he had shown earlier.

“I-I’m fine.”

Just like before, Asher still felt as if something foreign remained inside him, but there was no way he could admit that. Instead, he answered with slight embarrassment.

Seeing Asher like that, Theodore pressed a gentle kiss to his forehead and caressed his cheek with tender affection.

“I try not to be rough with you… but when you’re right in front of me, it’s difficult.”
“It’s not a burden… but…”

Asher recalled the things Theodore had said earlier.

“Why? It’s proof that you’re mine.”
“I’m the one who’s not fine.”
“Stop resisting already.”

His face grew hot, and he furrowed his brows in frustration.

“…You were kind of mean.”
“…Mean…?”

Theodore’s face tensed, and he looked down, seeming dejected.

Seeing him like that for the first time, Asher couldn’t help but chuckle.

“…”
“…”

They exchanged glances before both of them burst into laughter.

Then, Theodore spoke.

“When I said I was prepared… I meant that no matter what happens, I will never let you go. Don’t get any strange ideas.”
“…Yeah.”
“I won’t let you marry anyone else… and of course, this too.”

Theodore placed a soft, fleeting kiss on Asher’s lips before standing up with the bundled sheets in hand and heading toward the door. Then, with a small chuckle, he turned back.

“But thanks to your misunderstanding, I got to touch you again.”
“…! W-where are you going?”
“To get fresh sheets… If we leave it like this, the maids will find out. I’ll be right back.”

The warm look in Theodore’s eyes reassured Asher, and he gave a small nod.

With that, Theodore quietly stepped out of the room, and Asher slowly sat up from the sofa.

His body, still tender from being held so gently, hadn’t yet cooled from the lingering heat.

Everywhere Theodore had touched and kissed still tingled, tightening something deep inside Asher’s chest.

I love Theodore… I love him so much.

He had whispered those words multiple times during their lovemaking.

And each time, Theodore had moved more intensely, driving even deeper.

The mere memory sent a shiver through Asher’s lower abdomen.

Even though he had just been embraced, he already longed for Theodore’s warmth again.

The more they shared their bodies, the deeper his feelings grew.

However, in the next moment, Asher’s expression darkened, far from the bliss he had felt just seconds ago.

The more Theodore loved him, and the more he loved Theodore, the greater his unease became.

The problem hadn’t been solved.

“…What should I do?”

How long could he keep refusing the engagement?

Samuel had said it wouldn’t be immediate, but how long would he truly be allowed to delay it?

And… Brother Samuel… why did he do that…?

Asher recalled the room lined with paintings of angels and the unfamiliar look in Samuel’s eyes as he gazed at him.

The concern wasn’t just about marriage anymore.

A new, unsettling doubt began to take root within Asher’s heart, growing steadily.

Why was Samuel so insistent on sending him to the temple?