Chapter 123: The naive giant [Mature]
The moment their hands touched, Ceremus felt something shift in the air. Hael's fingers were warm against his.
The world seemed to shatter around them.
Hael stiffened for a brief second, startled by the suddenness of Ceremus' actions, but the tenderness of his lips quickly erased all hesitation he had.
The frustration, the restraint—everything Ceremus had held back for so long spilled into the kiss, raw and unguarded. His hands, once clenched at his sides, now found their way to Hael's face, fingers kneading through his hair, holding him desperately.
Hael, though caught off-guard, reciprocated the same intensity—tenfold. His grip tightened on Ceremus' jaw before sliding down, grasping at his robes, drawing him near, until they were one.
Ceremus slid his tongue inside the guard's mouth, searching every crevice, deepening the kiss. A fire was ignited in his body as he felt Hael's hands make their way to his waist, kneading and massaging the tender and sensitive area. The king only realized until now how much he enjoyed embracing Hael. The feeling was akin to drinking wine, leaving him in a state of perpetual inebriation. Wherever he touched, Ceremus felt as though he was burning on fire and the only way to light out these flames that were threatening to burn him alive was by feeling his touch even more.
He was trapped in a constant limbo, with no escape in sight. The two fought for dominance, neither willing to relent nor hand over control. Ceremus felt his own hands roaming Hael's body, tracing every inch of his skin—claiming it as his own.
He tore the outer robes off his body, disliking how they impeded his exploring. Hael trembled when he felt the cool air against his now naked skin. As he felt Ceremus' hands brushing against his sides, a certain part of him awakened, growing harder and harder with each passing moment. He wrapped his arms around Ceremus' waist—now flushed against each other, and the king felt something hard rubbing against his loins. A low grunt left his lips, reverberating inside Hael's throat, causing his own member to stiffen.
His hips unconsciously rubbed against Hael and a strange feeling erupted within the white-haired giant. He suddenly pulled away in shock, unsure of what he had just felt.
"What...what was that?" he murmured, his voice ragged and unsteady.
He glanced down, his brows furrowing when he saw the mass that had formed inside his trousers. Confusion and innocence laced Hael's eyes, momentarily stilling Ceremus' thundering heart.