Chapter 81

"...You didn't even know you were injured?"

"It's just a scrape. My skin is delicate so I tend to get wounds from trivial things."

Kinaine, who hadn't hesitated to do dangerous things, was used to getting hurt, so honestly he thought calling this much an injury was embarrassing.

"..."

After a brief silence, Asad soon grabbed Kinaine's arm again.

What is he doing? As Kinaine watched curiously, he soon saw a white light enveloping Asad's hand and opened his eyes wide.

However, the magic couldn't penetrate Kinaine's body and scattered meaninglessly.

Even after the white light disappeared, the abrasions remained on Kinaine's arm. Seeing this, Asad said softly.

"This happened before too. Healing magic doesn't work on you."

"Is... that so?"

It was the first time he learned that healing magic didn't work on him. Because when Asad had first tried using healing magic on Kinaine, he hadn't been in his right mind due to injuries.

Tension arose in his body that had been languid from being tormented for a long time.

'Could it be because of black magic?'

If there was anything different about him from others, it was only that.

Worried that this incident might reveal he was a black mage, Kinaine deliberately asked as if it was nothing.

"How strange. Why doesn't magic work only on me?"

"It feels similar to a restriction but... I can't tell well with just this."

Fortunately, Asad didn't seem to suspect black magic. For now, it was fortunate for Kinaine that he hadn't inherited knowledge from the previous dragon.

'Though I don't want to consider Asad's misfortune as luck.'

Kinaine swallowed a bitter smile inwardly. Still, he hoped Asad would never find out he was a black mage. He didn't want to create more reasons for Asad to hate him besides being human. Since it could remain an eternal secret if he waited just a bit longer, there was no need for him to know, was there?

"Well, I'll go find out."

What? But Kinaine's heart grew anxious at Asad's next words. Barely sitting up, he saw Asad already standing.

He couldn't let him go like this. He needed a topic that could divert his attention elsewhere.

Fortunately, Kinaine knew what the dragon was most deeply immersed in these days.

"Lord Asad. Isn't there something more important than that?"

Kinaine knelt in front of Asad. As he gripped the half-limp member, its owner's body trembled.

"I'll be disappointed if we end with just this."

Far from being disappointed, his body was about to rot from being tormented by Asad just now, but the words flowed smoothly.

There was a saying in military strategy.

'Give the flesh to take the bone.'

That was exactly what Kinaine had decided to do now.

The effect was astonishingly good. Just from a light grip, he could feel the member in his hand growing again at an unbelievable speed.

Kinaine momentarily forgot the situation and looked down at what he held in wonder. It was the first time he had examined Asad's member so closely.

Though he lost his memories and his face changed, the unbelievable size remained the same.

The light-colored, straight, pink member was very pretty, just like its appearance, but for someone who had put it inside his body, it was hard to use the word pretty. Moreover, it was glistening with fluids from who knows who.

"You..."

A muttering that sounded like gritted teeth was heard from above. Kinaine slightly tensed his body, anticipating how Asad would react.

"What are you doing while injured? Enough, let go."

However, the answer that returned was unexpected. Wasn't this the dragon who had acted like a fiend obsessed with lust just moments ago?

In the end, he unconsciously asked back.

"What's wrong?"

"What's wrong is, seeing your pathetic state, I don't feel like doing it at all."

Even without raising his head to check Asad's face, he could tell he was lying. Contrary to his words, his member was squirming in Kinaine's hand as if alive.

Why is he lying? Kinaine was puzzled. It was something Asad couldn't know, that he had been so shocked seeing a human injured just from grass blades after thinking to be careful not to hurt him.

Kinaine had thought Asad wouldn't care whether he got hurt or not. If a human he hated got injured, wouldn't he clap and rejoice? But how could he imagine that Asad had gotten scared seeing him nearly die?

"This much isn't even an injury. It will heal just by applying saliva."

"I told you to let go."

"I refuse."

"What?"

Instead of answering, Kinaine gripped Asad's member with both hands and began moving it up and down. It wasn't difficult to move since it was already covered in fluids.

Asad looked up at the sky, gritting his teeth.

'This is really...'

There's a limit to being lewd. Who would have thought he would pounce saying he wanted it when he had considerately held back?

What was even more unpleasant was the skilled touch. Kinaine seemed very used to gripping and stroking someone else's member. Thanks to that, the feeling of climax approached quickly, but Asad's mind boiled with irritation rather than pleasure.

He must have done this with that Hel-something guy too.

Contrary to his thoughts just now that it didn't matter since the guy was dead, imagining Kinaine holding and stroking another man's member besides his own made deep anger boil up.

That guy should consider himself blessed by the gods for dying early. Because if he were alive somewhere, he definitely wouldn't have died peacefully.

Asad ground his teeth. At the same time, his member squirmed and spewed out white fluid.

"Ah."

Kinaine let out a soft moan. Unable to block it with his hands in time due to the unannounced ejaculation, the fluid splattered near his eyes. The sticky liquid clinging to his eyelashes made it hard to open his left eye. But it seemed useless to wipe it since his hands were already dirty.

What should I do? Just as he was pondering a solution, Asad's hand swept over Kinaine's eyes, wiping away the filth.

"Ah, thank y... gasp!"

The thanks wasn't completed and was swallowed by an urgent moan.

"Lord Asad!"

Kinaine's eyes shook greatly. It couldn't be helped.

The hand that had wiped his eyes had directly grasped his member.

"What are you... doing?"

The golden eyes stared intently at Kinaine. His expression looked quite sullen, as if upset, but for the life of him, the reason...

"Did that Hel guy touch here too?"

So that's it.

"Answer. Did that guy touch here too?"

Kinaine swallowed a sigh. The alpha's possessiveness had probably been triggered this time too. But this was no different from Asad spitting on himself.

"Helio was my lover. Naturally, such things happened."

"..."

Asad was dazed, not having expected Kinaine to admit it so easily. Of course he had thought he would lie.

However, Kinaine's words didn't end there.

"Rather... it would be best not to ask your future mate about the past. An alpha's possessiveness is instinctive, but if you show it outwardly, it will burden your partner."

"Bur...den?"

Ha! Asad laughed as if dumbfounded. Usually when he showed discomfort like this, the other party would notice and back down, but Kinaine's expression remained indifferent.

In fact, Kinaine had advised in advance, worried that Asad might say something unnecessary like now and be hated by his future mate. But bringing up the topic of a mate was ultimately hurting himself, so the seemingly indifferent face was actually just a mask to hide that he was hurt.

However, that mask was so natural that Asad couldn't tell it was fake. The red lips looking at Kinaine twisted crookedly.

"Come to think of it, you liked to lecture me to do this and that since we first met."

'Even if it's a rut, you shouldn't forcefully suppress an unwilling partner.'

Hadn't he left after stabbing him with a suppressor at the Gold Pot and preaching like that?

"...I was just blurting out whatever came to mind because I was desperate then."

Bringing up the past incident seemed like a bad omen. But before Kinaine could take any action, Asad made the first move. To be precise, with magic.

In an instant, Kinaine's limbs were bound by an invisible force and he was laid on the ground. He cried out urgently.

"Lord Asad!"

Asad looked down at him with interest, like prey caught in a trap. His long fingers flicked Kinaine's half-erect member.

"So that dead guy touched it with his hands."

"Stop joking and let me go."

"Then did he use his mouth too?"

"..."

"Guess he didn't."

Asad grinned. His expression was like a child who had definitely won a match. Seeing that pure-looking face, Kinaine wanted to cry instead.

Why was he trying to compete over such things? When he didn't even know who he was competing against.

Asad lowered his head. As warm breath touched the member, goosebumps rose all over his body. Kinaine shook his head urgently.

"D, don't do it."

He was so startled that he stuttered without realizing. Then Asad replied, still smiling.

"I refuse."

It was exactly what Kinaine had said just before. The moment he thought about the dragon's long-lasting grudges again, his member was swallowed by a hot, moist sensation.

Kinaine was truly shocked. He had never once let his lover put his member in their mouth. Because in the sex education he had learned, that act was considered low-class, done by prostitutes.

When he had been intoxicated by the virgin scent before, Asad had demanded the same act from Kinaine. The reason Kinaine had obediently complied then was because he thought his lover was angry and wanted to appease him even if it meant doing that. If his lover wanted it, he didn't care what happened to his pride.

But the situation was different this time. Kinaine didn't want to make his lover do such an act. It was the same even if Asad was doing it out of curiosity and competitiveness without knowing anything.

Meanwhile, Asad awkwardly sucked the member he had put in his mouth a few times, making slurping sounds, then soon spat it out. The limp member glistened with fluids. Asad tilted his head.

"What, it's not as bad as I thought..."

And finally, Asad's words trailed off as he saw Kinaine's face.

"Are you crying?"

The magic binding Kinaine scattered. Kinaine, having regained his freedom, wiped his fallen tears with the back of his hand and sat up. His face was indifferent as if nothing had happened. However, his hands trembled finely as he hurriedly picked up his fallen pants and put them on.

Seeing that, Asad suddenly felt the urge to bang his head against a rock. Though he didn't know why he had such a thought.

Instead of immediately banging his head, he carefully approached Kinaine.

"Was it that bad? Enough to cry?"

Are you crazy? Asad inwardly snapped at himself. Why was he being considerate? But for some reason, he couldn't get angry at Kinaine right now.

Seeing the reddened eyes, his gaze kept falling to the ground.

Just then, a soft voice was heard.

"Please don't do that again."

"..."

"Such things aren't meant for someone noble like you, Lord Asad. If you want to, just tell me to do it."

He thought there was no need to discriminate between noble and lowly for just sucking that, but unlike usual, the words didn't come out.

Asad kept watching Kinaine's reactions the entire time he used magic to take him back to the palace. And as soon as he returned to his own palace, he banged his forehead hard against the wall.

Bang!

Startled by the loud noise that seemed to shake the entire palace in the deep night, Jet ran out and soon found Asad standing with his forehead against the wall.

"Lord Asad? What's the matter?"

"Made him cry..."

"Pardon?"

"I thought if seeing him smile made me feel bad, then seeing him cry would make me feel good."

Asad slowly pulled his forehead away from the wall. Part of the wall had crumbled from the impact just now, dust falling. In contrast, Asad's forehead was clean without a single red mark, but strangely, his expression looked dazed as if he had taken a big blow.

"But I don't feel good. Why is that?"

Muttering softly, Asad walked slowly into his room.

Only Jet remained standing there for a while, mulling over the puzzling words Asad had left behind.