Author: 唇亡齿寒 / Lips Gone, Teeth Cold
Translator: Kinky || https://kinkytranslations.com/
Chapter 13
After ejaculating, Alois lay on the bed, panting heavily, slowly recovering from the afterglow. He stared blankly at the white liquid on his body, unable to believe he had cum just from being touched from behind. Joshua pinched his face. “Isn’t it fixed now?” He withdrew his fingers, planning to clean them.
Alois grabbed him.
“What now?” the assassin asked.
“I…” Alois’s gaze darted around, unsure where to look. The playful expression on the assassin’s face was incredibly humiliating. “Joshua, I… I…” After stammering for a while, Alois decided to stop wasting words and explain through action. He pulled Joshua down, pressing him onto the bed, kneeling between his legs. “You… you helped me. Let me help you, okay?”
“No need.”
“Don’t you ever need to take care of your physiological needs?” Alois lowered his head deeply, too afraid to look at Joshua’s face, fearing to see either anger or mockery.
A hand reached to his ear, pinching his earlobe and lifting his chin to force him to look up. Joshua’s serious and solemn face came into view. “I can handle it myself,” the assassin said expressionlessly. “Just take care of your own business.”
Coldness hurt more than ridicule. Alois felt a bit disappointed. “You really don’t want it? I…” He pitifully shifted his gaze to avoid further hurt. “I’m really good… Just let me help you this once, as thanks…” His voice trailed off.
After what seemed like an eternity to Alois, he finally heard Joshua sigh lightly. “Suit yourself.”
Alois got what he wanted, excitedly unbuttoning Joshua’s pants, revealing the large erection. He was surprised to find the assassin was also hard. Clearly feeling it yet pretending to be indifferent—it was quite aggravating! Alois grumbled silently as he massaged the big member a few times before lowering his head to suck and lick at the head.
Joshua took a deep breath, leaning back against the wall. His need for sex was minimal, not because of any physical issues but because he was always indifferent. But that didn’t mean he would refuse offered service. Within certain limits, Joshua even quite enjoyed such service. In fact, watching Alois work hard to please him now made him rather happy.
Alois hadn’t lied; he was indeed very skilled. His mouth was hot and soft, his nimble tongue moving up and down the shaft, occasionally flicking over the small opening at the tip. The assassin shivered with pleasure, grabbing the young man’s hair and pressing him deeper between his legs, trying to push further in. Alois whimpered, glaring at Joshua reproachfully, then took the entire shaft into his mouth, down to his throat.
The pleasure of being fully enveloped made Joshua gasp. He rewarded Alois by rubbing his nape, pushing a bit deeper.
“Ugh…” The discomfort in his throat was intense. Alois tried to pull away from Joshua’s hand but was pushed back down. It seemed the assassin enjoyed deep throating. His erection swelled a bit more, and Alois could only manage to lick the shaft with difficulty. His breathing became labored, saliva flowing from the corners of his mouth, soaking into his clothes.
Joshua wiped away the saliva, grabbing Alois’s hair, starting to thrust, pushing deeper into his throat repeatedly. Alois could hardly breathe, unable to make a sound, barely maintaining his composure through each thrust.
The suffocation-induced hypoxia soon made his vision go dark. Just as he was about to pass out, Joshua came in his mouth. The thick semen flooded his mouth, choking him as it mixed with the much-needed air.
Alois coughed violently. Joshua held his shoulders, patting his back to help him breathe. It took a while for him to recover. Alois glared at the assassin angrily. “Are you trying to kill me?” he said, wiping the white liquid from his mouth.
Joshua brushed his hand aside, leaned in, and kissed the corner of his lips, licking away the semen. Alois froze, and Joshua captured his lips, kissing them deeply several times before biting hard, leaving a mark.
“Ugh…” Alois covered his mouth.
“Well done.” Joshua patted his butt. “Go back to your room and rest. Don’t you have training to attend?”
“Ah!” The young man jumped off the bed in a panic. “I almost forgot!” He pulled up his pants. “What time is it?”
“Standard time: 4 a.m.” Joshua picked up the communication terminal. “You can sleep for a few more hours.”
Alois hesitated. “Can I… sleep here?”
“In your dreams.” The assassin mercilessly issued an eviction order.
Maybe it really was a dream. Alois floated out of the cabin, feeling he had gotten a bit closer to Joshua. It was indeed better to be proactive. One day, he believed, he and Joshua would not only mutually masturbate and perform oral sex but also go all the way. Maybe even have some emotional connection.
Joshua somewhat resembled the person he had been waiting for—the one who would take him away from desolate Hecate and support him through his life.
“Leonard?”
After Alois left, Joshua called out to the AI. Dressed in robes and styled as a scholar, Leo folded his hands inside his sleeves, bowing slightly to the assassin. On ancient Earth, this was a gesture of respect to superiors, still practiced in Neo Athens.
“What do you need?”
“Leo, Alois said he likes me.”
“I heard that too.”
“Do you think it’s true?” The assassin felt a prickling pain at his ankle. Looking down, he saw Schrödinger scratching him. He picked up the neglected black cat, placing it on his lap to scratch its head. “Do you think he really likes me?”
“You don’t even know yourself. How could I possibly know?” AI wasn’t omniscient, especially when it came to emotions.
Joshua lowered his eyes, the golden rings in his pupils dimming slightly. “Leo, what does love feel like?”
The AI looked into the nonexistent void. “It’s sweet and bitter, both wine and poison. It drags you into hell, an eternal abyss, and also makes you deliriously happy, willing to embrace it.”
“You seem to understand it quite well?” Joshua smirked.
“Don’t mock me.”
The black cat on his lap purred contentedly.
“Don’t tell me you’ve lived this long without ever falling in love.” Leo looked at the assassin.
“I really haven’t.”
“Then seize the opportunity to fall in love. After all, you humans have such short lives, and opportunities are fleeting.”
Joshua’s hand, scratching the cat, paused. The black cat flicked its tail in confusion. “Meow.”
Leo disappeared. The cabin was left with only Joshua.
“So… can I… also…?”
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