Little Pink Starfish

The slightly widened red eyes, as if surprised, captured the sight of Ishar.

“Ah…”

As Veloan’s gaze fell upon Ishar’s hand gripping his wrist, a single clear tear rolled down his cheek, his eyes gradually sparkling with joy. Seeing that, Ishar felt like he wanted to give him anything.

“I didn’t reject you because I disliked you.”

“…Then why?”

“It was just… the place. I didn’t like the location.”

“So it wasn’t because you disliked me?”

“How could I ever dislike you?”

“Ishar…”

Veloan beamed brightly. His face, flushed with joy, was full of relief at not being rejected, which only weighed heavier on Ishar’s heart.

How could anyone possibly hate someone like this?

Ishar gently caressed Veloan’s cheek. Veloan nuzzled into his palm softly, then cautiously spoke.

“I will take responsibility.”

“Responsibility? Ah… There’s no need. In time, it will settle on its own.”

As long as you don’t touch me anymore—he almost added, but managed to swallow the words with a smile. Veloan, however, firmly shook his head, his expression resolute.

“Please. I would be too ashamed to face you if I just stayed still. I beg you, please allow it. Yes?”

Ishar frowned slightly at the force of his words, which crashed down like wild waves. He felt as though he’d been tricked.

The way Veloan spoke, as if he’d prepared everything in advance—it made Ishar feel like he had fallen for a scheme.

As Ishar hesitated, unable to give an immediate reply, Veloan’s face drew close.

“Ishar, please give me a chance.”

In those desperate eyes, Ishar could see not a hint of selfish intent. He realized he had misunderstood Veloan’s sincerity.

He felt sorry for doubting someone who clearly only wanted to apologize—even more so because it was Veloan, the one he cherished most.

So, more unsteadily than a leaf in the wind, he nodded.

And not long after, he regretted it—because he realized his suspicion had been right all along.

“Hngh…”

Suppressing a moan rising from his throat, Ishar looked down at Veloan, who had now settled between his legs.

On his knees, Veloan, who had been licking Ishar’s genitals as if they were some kind of delicious candy, seemed to sense someone watching and lifted his previously lowered gaze.

“Haa…!”

As their eyes met, the handsome man smiled with his eyes and deliberately stuck out his tongue, slowly licking up the length of the shaft. The sight alone—both visually and sensually—stirred a dark, lewd desire.

‘…I should’ve said no.’

Ishar clenched his jaw as he watched Veloan once again engrossed in lewdly licking his member.

Somehow, Veloan had insisted on taking care of it himself—and Ishar should’ve just refused and said he’d take care of it alone instead.

As soon as he got permission, Veloan immediately seated Ishar in a chair and unfastened his trousers. Seeing Veloan wrap his hand around and begin stroking the member that had been hidden beneath, Ishar assumed he simply meant to take care of it by hand.

But Veloan, in many ways an extraordinary disciple, always exceeded Ishar’s expectations. Kneeling between Ishar’s legs, he lowered his head and began licking the member directly.

“Hnngh…”

“Ishar, you’re so lovely even when you’re looking down at me like this.”

Speaking with his lips still pressed against Ishar’s member, the faint vibration of his breath and voice added to the stimulation.

“Take your lips off and speak properly,” Ishar commanded.

Veloan, as if in understanding, licked along the shaft. With one hand, he steadily massaged and stroked the base of the shaft and the testicles, while his tongue busily licked the upper part.

Veloan’s tongue pressed gently between the testicles and the shaft, then moved upward.

“……!”

Ishar covered his mouth with one hand. He knew that no matter how much noise he made here, Veloan had cast a soundproofing spell, so nothing would leak out—but he couldn’t help himself.

When they were joined in the act, reason always slipped away, so he had never felt embarrassed by the sounds he made. But now, being caressed while fully conscious, he felt self-conscious about every sound that escaped him for the first time.

“Ishar, it’s a shame you’re holding back your voice, but if you end up biting your hand, I’ll tie you up.”

“…It’s my hand, hff, I can do what I want with it.”

Though he protested softly, Ishar obediently placed his hand down on the armrest. Just from the look in Veloan’s eyes, he could tell the man wasn’t joking.

“Huff… haah…”

As the stimulation intensified, his breathing grew heavier.

It wasn’t long after Veloan’s hands and tongue had continued their movements that the glans, previously hidden beneath the foreskin, was fully revealed. As if he had been waiting for this moment, Veloan licked the sensitive spot between the glans and the shaft with the tip of his tongue, all while looking straight up at Ishar—watching intently as his face began to flush red.

Even as Ishar licked him as if savoring something delicious, he became aware of how much more aroused he was becoming by the sight of Veloan staring straight at him.

Veloan had always been impeccably composed within the imperial palace. That hadn’t changed now. Because of the banquet, he was dressed even more neatly than usual.

And yet, that same student—so proper, so flawless, with not a hint of impropriety—was now obscenely licking his master’s genitals.

Veloan deliberately extended his reddish tongue, wrapping it around the underside of the glans.

Ishar’s body twitched slightly and trembled faintly. At that genuine reaction, a smile deepened in Veloan’s crimson eyes.

“Hnn…!”

The soft, hot tip of Veloan’s tongue pressed firmly against the groove beneath the glans. At the same time, his hand stroked the shaft below with such intensity that Ishar nearly climaxed, drawing in a sharp breath. But he couldn’t exhale right away.

Instead, he clenched his lips tightly, enduring the overwhelming waves of stimulation, forcing himself to hold back the moan that threatened to escape.

“…Veloan!”

Ishar realized it—back when they first slept together, Veloan had also taken his member into his mouth, but at the time, he had been holding back in his own way.

Now, the obscene wet sounds of chuup, chup echoed unabashedly in his ears. With Veloan’s tongue now fully focused on attacking the glans in earnest, Ishar could no longer keep his composure.

“Hnnngh…”

Taking the top of his penis in his mouth, Veloan dipped his head slightly to rub the glans against the roof of his mouth. The stimulation was so immense that Ishar’s body jerked forward.

The stimulation he was receiving was so intense that he felt an overwhelming urge to thrust his hips just to release the mounting desire.

Still, he couldn’t possibly grab Veloan by the hair and move his hips—so he straightened his leaning upper body and gripped the armrests of the chair.

Crack.
He quickly let go at the sound of a fracture in the armrest he’d been clutching, and instead clenched his fists.

“Haah…”

While Ishar was struggling to restrain his own desire, Veloan glanced up briefly, then took Ishar’s member deeper into his mouth. Upon seeing that, Ishar’s violet eyes trembled faintly.

How… how is this even possible…?

His member was above average in size. And it was fully erect now—yet Veloan had nearly swallowed all of it.

Startled, Ishar flinched and moved, only to feel his member press against Veloan’s throat—this shocked him even more.

But what happened next was even more astonishing.

As Ishar’s member suddenly pushed in deeper, Veloan instinctively tensed his throat. The way his throat tightened around him was unmistakably clear.

The unexpected sensation drew a moan from between Ishar’s lips.

It was certainly an intense sensation, but more than that, Ishar stiffened and quickly apologized when he saw Veloan give a small cough.

“A-Are you all right?”

To that concerned Ishar, Veloan simply blinked as if to say he was fine—then began to move his head back and forth, mimicking a piston-like motion on his own.

“Ah… hngh…”

The hot, wet, and soft inner walls wrapped around his member and moved along it. Occasionally, Veloan pursed his lips and sucked hard, making Ishar’s abdominal muscles tense on their own.

It felt almost like they were having sex. If he closed his eyes, it was easy to imagine himself thrusting mindlessly into those smooth, soft inner walls.

Yet even in the midst of that motion, Veloan never let his tongue stay still. Because of that, Ishar couldn’t help but be fully aware that it was Veloan’s mouth—his lips and tongue—that were sucking and stimulating him so intensely.

With eyes clouded by pleasure, Ishar looked down at Veloan through narrowed lids.

The sensation below was intense, but what aroused him the most was Veloan’s crimson eyes—gazing straight up at him while holding his member deep in his mouth.

Seeing Ishar grow more aroused seemed to excite Veloan as well—his eyes gradually gleamed more intensely, to the point where Ishar felt as if he were being devoured by that gaze.

Yet it wasn’t unpleasant or frightening. On the contrary, those fierce, hungry eyes that burned with desire for him made his heart race faster and stirred him even more. The visual and physical stimulation was overwhelming.

“Let go—hnngh—Veloan, now…!”

He tried to hold back his release, waiting for Veloan to pull away—but instead of retreating, Veloan moved even more eagerly.

Just as Ishar raised his hand to push him away, desperate not to climax inside his mouth, Veloan suddenly tightened around him and gave the tip a hard, wet slurp—and with that overwhelming sensation, Ishar finally reached his climax right there, deep in Veloan’s mouth.

“Hhhngh…!”