(Warning: Empire Level Spice Ahead!)
Elian’s POV
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[I’m not the only one who thinks Daddy Kyren here is mostly doing this to get you to forget asking about his supposed eting with the Alpha King and Luna Queen, right?]
[Fruitcake? Oh... Right. Your brain is usually mush when you’re horny.]
Elian could barely hear the system’s voice in his mind as Kyren slowly caressed his skin, trailing his hands from his stomach to his chest.
His fingers rested on his nipples, causing Elian to squirm, his feet moving like he was being jolted with electricity.
Kyren chuckled behind his ear, his breath intoxicating. "You like that. Of course, you do."
Suddenly, Kyren’s right hand left Elian’s chest and slowly slid to his thighs, dangerously close to his erection.
Elian moaned, closing his eyes and arching his back as Kyren continued talking.
"Every touch. Every whisper. The bond tells how much they affect you. How much you crave it all... Crave ." Kyren drawled, his lips ghosting Elian’s earlobe until yet another croaked moan left his lips.
Elian’s breathing was ragged as Kyren used his other hand to cup so water from the tub before dropping it on his head, washing his face with reverence.
"If only you’d follow to the Dark Lands. All your wildest, darkest fantasies will beco reality." Kyren muttered softly, his voice daring Elian to indeed take that path.
To abandon his life here in the closed golden walls of the Lunarian royal palace and travel to a land he knew nothing about.
It was surprising how tempting the thought was but before he could even ntally ponder it, Kyren’s right hand wrapped around his erection, causing Elian’s eyes to jolt right open with a gasp.
"F–Fuck..." He rasped, his breathing shaky as Kyren stroked him slowly.
"No rush, though." Kyren continued his monologue like he wasn’t sending Elian to the brink of insanity with his re touch. "Until you co to a decision on that, this will do for now. This... And our usual etings through your consciousness."
Elian bit his bottom lip but it wasn’t just out of excitent or pleasure. There was also a hint of frustration.
"W–Why do I need to make a deci... Fuck sideways." Elian gasped before he could complete his sentence, breathing heavily as Kyren continued stroking him.
His length bulged, his knees wobbling even though he was sitting. This was supposed to be a "relaxing bath" but fuck, his body was heating up!
And it wasn’t just because of the bath water either.
Kyren knew this and liked it, splashing the water occasionally with his free hand while keeping his right hand busy around Elian’s cock.
The lines between pleasure and insanity were becoming blurrier with each stroke, Elian’s eyes getting white hot at the edges. But Kyren only increased the pace, bringing his lips to his neck.
"That’s it..." Kyren whispered in his ear, kissing him softly. "Moan for , little fla."
Elian gripped both sides of the crystal bathtub until his nails almost dug into it. Or broke off.
Strands of his blonde white hair blocked his vision but right now the only sensation he could focus on was—
[Yes, yes... We get it! His strokes. Gosh, you’re such a—]
Elian moaned loudly, breaking the system’s sentence. "Fuck! Ugh, fuck, Kyren!"
Kyren paused his kissing on his neck and Elian could swear on his mother’s grave he had a smug grin behind him.
[Not the dead mother...!]
"That’s right..." Kyren laughed—a low dark sound that reverberated through the bathroom’s marble walls. "Say my na. Who’s stroking you right now?"
Elian winced, his brows furrowing briefly but he played along nonetheless, too far gone in pleasure to let himself cringe.
"Y–You..." He managed to squeak that out but Kyren unfurled his fingers from his dick, leaving a phantom need that threatened to consu Elian.
"Is ’you’ a na, little fla?" Kyren asked, his voice dripping like honey-flavoured venom.
Elian shook his head, trying to look over his shoulder but a simple glimpse of Kyren’s crimson eyes was enough to make his breath hitch.
"N–No... Kyren." Elian said it like it was a prayer, his eyes dampening at the edges. "Fuck... It’s Kyren."
As soon as he let that na slip past his lips, Kyren’s fingers wrapped around his length again, this ti with a firr grip that sent shivers through his legs.
"You better say that na like it’s your fucking lifeline," Kyren growled before sinking his fangs into his neck without warning.
Elian jolted, screaming in a mix of pleasure and pain. "Fuck, Kyren! It... It. Oh, fuck!"
The strokes quickened as Kyren worked his lips on his neck, his tongue licking off his blood like it was nectar.
Elian squird, moaned, shifted over and over again on the crystal tub like he was searching for an escape. Release.
And he could feel that release building up with each passing second, until even the seconds themselves lted into absolute bliss, his mind a blur of ecstasy.
"Co for , my little fla." Kyren rasped, finally pulling out his fangs. "Paint these walls with my na. Let. Go."
He didn’t need to tell him twice.
Elian’s grip on the edges of the crystal tub tightened, his eyes widening as his body shook violently.
"I’m... I’m coming!" He yelled out with a grunt. "Kyren—"
His release broke through, sending a spasm through his being. His seed sprayed out like ink, shooting like a cannon and splashing on the marble tiles on the wall beside them.
Elian shuddered, a relieved sigh leaving his mouth as Kyren finally let go of him, getting on his feet.
"How do you feel?" Kyren asked with a knowing tone, his footsteps silent on the floor as he walked around the bathtub.
[Uh, like he just got stroked halfway into space while getting drained of blood like a clip from Sinners?]
Elian ignored the system, his eyes landing on Kyren who was busy licking off traces of his blood still lingering on his lips. The rogue king lowered his body into the water in front of Elian, his erection basically pointing at him and making it hard to even form a thought.
"I..." Elian swallowed, shaking his head slowly. "I can’t even form words to describe how I feel. My—"
Before he could finish that sentence, Kyren’s legs brushed against his underneath the water, sending a jolt like electricity through him.
His dick pulsed, blood flowing into it yet again while Kyren smirked.
"Those words had better be ’relaxed’ and ’ready for more’, Elian. Cause we aren’t done here..."
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