Little Pink Starfish

Saying that, Amon, unusually, fell into thought and looked back at the banquet hall. Muttering, “It’s a bit concerning,” Nine’s chest made a thumping sound. Amon’s golden eyes slowly narrowed, and after a blink, he turned his head again. His action seemed to show he had completely lost interest, so Nine could not ask further.

After a moment of hesitation, instead of asking if Amon liked the Lesha named Lan Gwen, Nine, driven by nervousness, spoke other words.

“If you permit it, I would like to spend the night in your sanctuary today, Amon-nim.”

“Do as you wish.”

After replying, Amon boarded his palanquin and made space. Soon, Nine carefully boarded Amon’s palanquin too. Compared to Nine’s palanquin, which was large enough for one person and carried by six men, Amon’s was twice as large and carried by more than ten slaves.

Even carrying two people, the palanquin moved at its usual pace. Nine, absent-minded, recalled the events at the banquet earlier. Was Amon really interested in that man because of his scent? Or was it for another reason?

The gaze of the beautiful youth with unique hair color, provocatively looking at Amon, was unforgettable.

For some reason, Nine had a strong premonition that in some way or another, that person would have a big impact on him.

Sunlight shimmering like waves tickled the corners of Nine’s eyes. Having already slept enough to be satisfied, Nine did not frown but slightly lifted his eyelids. In his vision, the thin linen curtains fluttered in the breeze. Layered curtains softened the sunlight, making it gentle rather than harsh. Whenever the wind blew, glimpses of the temple’s beautiful scenery could be seen beyond the linen.

Listening to the birds chirping, Nine’s mind slowly cleared. As he lay still, watching the linen flutter, there came a rustling sound from behind. It was Amon, changing his position beside him.

As Nine held his breath quietly, soon a warm palm brushed against his waist. Since they slept naked here, there wasn’t even a single thread of cloth blocking Amon’s touch.

“Are you awake?”

The touch was not mixed with sexual intent but was like stroking something pleasant to the touch. As Amon’s palm covered Nine’s lower abdomen, Nine lazily answered with a sigh.

“Yes, I am awake……”

Then Amon, with just a little strength, lightly pulled Nine into his embrace. It wasn’t that Nine was light, but Amon’s strength was abnormally strong. As seen during beast hunts, Amon could crush a beast’s skull with hardly any effort.

Despite that terrifying strength, Amon’s hand on Nine’s body was always gentle.

Even so, Nine would always tense up whenever he was held by Amon. Just a little more force, and his body would be easily crushed. Though Amon had never once harmed him directly, Nine always harbored an inexplicable fear of him.

How could he dare to think that he and Amon could be the same Sha…

The priests, wearing only simple short linen skirts without any accessories, moved carefully, almost without making a sound, so as not to disturb the Sha’s pleasant morning. Barefoot, they loosely gathered the bottom of the long curtains that hung from the high ceiling to the floor. They also placed a cup of fresh herb-scented water and a few small, sweet breads on the table nearest the bed.

Staring blankly at them while being touched by Amon, Nine flinched. Behind him, soft lips pressed against the nape of his neck. As if wanting to take a bite, teeth grazed him slowly, then licked as if swallowing. The hot, heavy flesh moistened Nine’s skin.

The hand that was wandering his abdomen slid between his legs.

“Hh…”

Amon’s hand, having pushed aside the blanket, gripped the inside of Nine’s thigh. Even though Nine was used to being naked, he still felt uneasy when the priests were attending nearby. But perhaps because Amon wasn’t human, he didn’t care at all whether others were present.

Unable to get used to this no matter how many times it happened, Nine gripped the bedsheet tightly to endure the shame. The hand kneading his thigh left red marks and then moved deeper. When Amon’s hot hand and fingers grabbed his half-erect member, Nine swallowed a small breath.

“Ah, ngh…”

Unable to hide his embarrassment, Nine turned his face to the side, burying it into the bed. His exposed ear between his disheveled black hair turned red. The priests moved even more quietly, preparing warm water and towels for after the act, waiting nearby while staying low.

Although the priests lowered their eyes to the ground, they could not block out the sounds of Nine’s moans and wet skin gradually rubbing together. Lying prone as if they were invisible, they occasionally swallowed dryly. Since Nine’s sensitive ears could pick up even those sounds, it might be why he could never get used to these morning affairs.

‘It would be better if it were nighttime…’

If it were dark, he thought he would feel less exposed than in the bright morning. But for some reason, Amon rarely touched Nine at night, saying that nighttime was for sleeping. Thus, on days when Nine stayed in Amon’s sanctuary, he would sleep at night and endure this in the morning.

Amon’s lips, which had been licking Nine’s nape, had moved to his chest, but his hand between Nine’s legs did not stop. Laying Nine under him, Amon persistently licked and bit every part of his body. It was closer to eating or tasting rather than caressing. Still, he knew very well which parts were especially sensitive, quickly heating Nine’s body.

“Make some noise, Nine.”

Saying so, Amon bit down sharply on Nine’s erect nipple. Nine gave a short cry and shuddered. Pressing down on the hard nipple with his tongue, Amon then sucked on it deeply as if trying to eat it.

“Haa, A, Amon-nim…!”

Nine’s feet twitched as he squirmed faintly. Being stimulated not only on his chest but also his member made his vision blur. From the tiny reddened hole, precum began to leak, wetting Amon’s hand and the glans.

When Amon’s thumb rubbed the slippery tip hard, Nine’s feet, resting quietly beside Amon’s thighs, kicked slightly.

“Ugh, ngh, …ah!”

With a panting breath, cloudy semen spilled over Amon’s hand and stomach. One of the priests audibly swallowed, and Nine’s already red ears turned even redder. Surely Amon heard it too, but he didn’t seem to care. He even casually extended his semen-stained hand to a priest.

A priest, waiting silently under the bed, respectfully uncorked a small bottle of perfumed oil and held it out. Nine, tense, watched Amon’s hand.

Amon soaked his fingers thoroughly in the oil and carelessly tossed the empty bottle aside. It rolled and hit a priest’s head, smearing it with the sticky fluid, but the priest silently cleaned it without complaint.

Soon, Amon’s oiled fingers pressed into Nine’s entrance. With just a little force, one long finger slid in easily. Nine’s body, still dazed from climax, stiffened slightly. Amon grabbed Nine’s ankle and placed it over his thigh.

As if drawing, the fingers rubbed the soft, wet inner walls, slowly increasing their number. Though Amon’s hands were beautiful, they were rather thick, and when three fingers entered, Nine let out a faint moan. Hearing that, Amon added a fourth, delicately probing deeper as a smirk rose on his lips. In his sacred golden eyes, raw desire flickered — a hunger closer to gluttony than lust.

“Soft and tender. You will taste delicious again today.”

“No, Sha…”

Already feeling the heavy pressure of Amon’s erection against his left buttock, Nine shook his head in fear. He could never get used to the size. It was natural for Amon, with his large frame, to be so large there too, but still, it terrified him every time.

“You say no? Even though it tastes this good?”

Speaking in an elegant tone, Amon crooked his finger to scrape against a spot inside. Beneath the pressed point, a small, firm bump was found. After a shiver and a chill, undeniable pleasure exploded through Nine’s mind.

“Ugh, ngh! A, ah!”

Unable to endure anymore, Nine’s moans finally burst out. Even trying to hold back was useless — Amon didn’t allow it. Every time Amon’s arm muscles moved, waves of melting pleasure surged up. Licking Nine’s flushed cheek, then giving it a sharp bite, Amon said:

“Tell me I taste good too.”