Author: 唇亡齿寒 / Lips Gone, Teeth Cold
Translator: Kinky || https://kinkytranslations.com/
Chapter 51
“You’re quite bold, daring to escape without considering whose territory this is.” With a cold smile, he walked up to Joshua and kicked his stomach wound, eliciting a groan from the assassin. Alois glared at him with a murderous gaze, as if trying to burn a hole through him.
The colonel turned to Alois. “A loser still dares to look at people like that? Hmm?” He kicked Joshua again. “The once-arrogant assassin, the Mourner, and the legendary top student of the Empire Military Academy, are nothing more than this!”
The colonel’s subordinates drove away the original guards, closed the door, and took up the task of guarding themselves. Alois had seen this kind of scene many times in prison: powerful and influential prisoners bringing their lackeys, bribing the guards, and cornering someone they disliked in the laundry room, bathhouse, or other places, staging a bloody action movie. As long as no one died, the guards would turn a blind eye, sometimes even watching like excited spectators with popcorn.
It seemed Empire soldiers were no different from prison criminals.
Gauss grabbed Joshua’s hair, pulling him up to savor his painful expression. The assassin frowned, his pale face covered in sweat, but his narrowed eyes still shone with gold, glaring at the colonel defiantly.
Nice eyes. The colonel licked his lips. He always liked fiery men and women in bed—the more stubborn, the better to satisfy his desire for conquest. The Mourner suited his taste perfectly, not only for his striking appearance but also for that unyielding gaze that aroused a strong urge to trample and abuse him. The more beautiful something was, the more one wanted to destroy it. Gauss understood this principle.
Besides, he had a bit of a vengeful streak. The shame of his flagship sinking and the humiliation from Darius Bayes made him unable to lift his head among his peers. He urgently needed an outlet, and who better to vent his anger on than a pirate war prisoner?
Gauss maliciously lifted Joshua’s chin. “You’re so pretty. It’d be a waste not to play with you…”
His words were cut short. “Bastard!” Alois shouted. “Take your hands off him!”
Gauss immediately found the situation more interesting. The academy’s top student seemed more anxious than the Mourner. He struggled desperately, looking like he wanted to fight Gauss to the death. If his hand hadn’t been cuffed to the wall, he would’ve pounced long ago. If he could choose to cut off a hand to gain freedom, he’d gladly offer it.
‘So, they are “that kind” of relationship,’ Gauss thought. ‘No wonder they tried to escape together. Does Bayes know about this? Why doesn’t he switch his career to running a matchmaking agency?’
“Damn it! If you touch Joshua again, I’ll kill you!”
Gauss tilted his head. “You can try.” He yanked Joshua’s hair, forcing him to look up, then licked the assassin’s Adam’s apple while staring at the furious Alois.
“Bastard!” The young man struggled violently. Gauss suspected his wrist might actually break. But it didn’t matter. The colonel had a gun and several loyal subordinates watching. The young man, unarmed, couldn’t cause much trouble.
Gauss pressed Joshua to the ground, tearing open his clothes. Starting from the collar, his fair skin was exposed to the air. Gauss eagerly ran his hand over the skin, feeling its smoothness like fine porcelain. He continued downward, ripping the blood-stained shirt entirely. As the fabric, stuck to congealed blood, tore open, the wounds beneath began to bleed again. Predictably, this elicited a suppressed gasp of pain from the assassin. Gauss felt even more excited. He inserted his fingers into the bloody bullet hole, twisting them as if expanding a partner’s lower body.
Joshua turned his head, silver hair covering his face, hiding his expression from Gauss. But his body’s convulsions and heavy breathing clearly expressed his pain.
“Stop!” Alois yelled hoarsely, almost in tears. “Don’t… Don’t do that to him… He’ll die!”
Hearing this, Gauss paused. He had a point. Although the assassin’s wounds weren’t fatal, he wasn’t unharmed either. Playing too roughly might indeed result in his death. Major Bayes had ordered to keep him alive, which meant he could play with him as long as he didn’t kill him. But Gauss had little confidence in his self-control in bed. If he accidentally killed the assassin, Bayes might use it to suppress him. Besides, considering the Mourner’s influence among the populace, the colonel didn’t want to receive death threats from grieving female fans in the future.
Alois bit his lip. “If… If you just want someone to play with, take me… Please, don’t hurt Joshua…”
“You?” Gauss withdrew his fingers, bringing out some small pieces of flesh. He smeared the blood on Joshua’s chest like a painter carelessly applying paint. Although Alois Lagrange wasn’t as beautiful as the Mourner, he was still handsome, probably a school heartthrob back in the day. Most importantly, his tough personality made the contrast between his current reluctant expression and his eventual cries of pleasure even more appealing.
“You, huh…” The colonel looked at the half-dead Joshua on the ground and then at the young man chained to the wall. The latter was clearly more attractive. He didn’t want to realize halfway through that he was raping a corpse. So he decisively walked to the young man, gripping his chin. “Since you’re begging for it, I’ll reluctantly satisfy you.” Protecting your little lover even at the cost of being fucked yourself? Let’s see how much you can take!
Gauss unbuckled his pants, pulling out his already hard penis and rubbing it against the young man’s face. “Open your mouth and suck it, baby.”
Alois turned his face away, looking like he was about to cry. “Send your men out,” he said.
“What? Shy?” Gauss slapped the young man’s cheek with his dick. “Don’t worry, they’ll keep quiet.”
“Send them out!” Alois’s lips trembled as he added softly, “Please…”
Such submission greatly satisfied Gauss’s ego. Although having his men present prevented the two prisoners from doing anything rash, they were both incapacitated: one seriously injured, the other securely chained, unable to resist. Besides, the colonel had a gun to protect himself and had no particular fetish for performing his sexual prowess publicly. So he turned to his subordinates, watching at the door. “All of you, get out.”
Grumbling in disappointment, the subordinates left one by one. The door closed, leaving only the three of them.
“Is this okay now?” Without waiting for a response, Gauss shoved his cock into the young man’s mouth, holding his head and starting to thrust. The warmth of the mouth brought him supreme pleasure, making him sigh with satisfaction as he quickened his pace. Alois narrowed his eyes, staring blankly behind him, probably looking at the Mourner. Gauss couldn’t tell anymore.
Transparent saliva dripped from the corner of his mouth, adding a touch of lewdness. Gauss was close to climax. He grabbed the young man’s hair, thrusting rapidly.
Then, a sharp pain shot from the back of his head. The world turned upside down, and Gauss realized he had been knocked to the ground.
Joshua, somehow, had silently moved behind him. After knocking Gauss down, he swiftly twisted his hands, breaking them, then kicked his crotch several times.
“Ahhhhh!” Gauss screamed.
Joshua found a laser gun on the screaming colonel, disengaged the safety, and pulled the trigger!
The laser beam narrowly missed Gauss’s ear, hitting the floor beside him.
“Shut up,” the assassin coldly commanded.
Gone was his previous weakness. Despite his bleeding wounds, it only added to his eerie and cruel aura, making him as imposing as Death.
Gauss obediently shut his mouth.
The Mourner fired several shots at Alois’s handcuffs, freeing the chained youth, then approached and kissed his lips.
“Are you okay?”
Alois nodded.
Joshua kissed him again. “I’m sorry you had to go through that.” Then he turned the dark muzzle toward the helpless Colonel Gauss. “Stand up. You’re temporarily our hostage, you useless pervert.”
Kinky Thoughts:
Not to excuse the writing or anything but keep in mind this novel is from 2010’s where tropes like these were rampant and pretty popular.
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