Chapter 205: Confession of Love
A few hours later, Qiong Xing finally understood what Joa had been worried about.
"...Qiong Xing, Qiong Xing... Qiong Xing, you smell so good..."
With nothing to do until the materials were gathered, Qiong Xing and Iseul had been spending their time lazily inside the house.
They ate meals, read picture books to Cari, played with Mayo, tended to Lian, and in between, cleaned rooms they hadn’t used.
After dinner and a bath, the children were finally asleep, leaving only sleep for the adults.
But as Qiong Xing dozed lightly, he suddenly heard heavy unusual breathing behind him that woke him up.
From the voice, he could tell it was Iseul, but mixed with those breaths was another sound that made him, as a man, realize immediately what was happening.
"Qiong Xing... Qiong Xing..."
It was obvious that Iseul was pleasuring himself using him as the focus.
Qiong Xing had no intention of judging someone’s private actions, but knowing it was happening right behind him and that he was the target, left him frozen in confusion and embarrassment, unsure what to do.
"N-Nura? Um... can we... move to another spot?"
"!?"
Iseul froze in surprise, not realizing Qiong Xing was awake. But this was risky—any of the children could wake up at any moment.
Qiong Xing knew he couldn’t let that happen.
He gently grabbing Iseul’s hand qnd quietly led her out of the room.
"I’m sorry, I’m sorry, I’m sorry!"
"It’s okay. I was surprised, but I’m not angry."
He had been startled, yes, but it was more from shock than anything else and also from realizing that Iseul had actually intended to do that with him.
He wasn’t angry.
If anything, it was partially his fault, he had treated him as a child despite making him his mate and hadn’t considered how that could affect him.
Seeing Iseul pale and crying as he apologized, Qiong Xing quietly said he was sorry for not noticing sooner.
That made him burst into even more tears and he clung to him tightly.
"...Um, don’t hold back from telling me these things. I can be a little slow sometimes, so if you don’t tell me, I might not notice. Now that we’re mates, this isn’t a bad thing. Everything we do is because we both want it, and it’s an act of love. I can’t promise I’ll understand everything right away, but please start by telling me, okay?"
"Yeah... Qiong Xing, I love you."
While saying "I love you" over and over, Iseul pressed himself against him.
His body still seemed warm and eager and he could feel something hard pressing against his stomach.
Whether it was intentional or unconscious, he couldn’t tell.
Even though they were far from the room where Cari and the others slept, it still felt awkward to be doing this in the room that Iseul’s parents had once used.
He hoped that if he helped him released his needs just a little, it might calm him down.
As he carefully rubbed him, he could feel the reaction through his pants.
It had grown more bigger than before.
He relaxed, thinking it might be quick, but before he could finish, Iseul suddenly grabbed his chin and pressed his lips to his.
"Mm, uh... Nura... Nura?"
"Qiong Xing... Qiong Xing, I love you... hey, love... love you!"
This felt dangerous.
He could resist if he wanted to, but doing so would make Iseul cry and it would become even harder for him to express himself afterward.
As he steeling himself not to stop, he guided him from standing by the door up onto the bed, and then, to reassure him that this wasn’t just his doing, he kissed his back.
He covered his tear-streaked face with many gentle kisses, showing that this was a mutual act.
Iseul had never expected Qiong Xing to act so boldly, and he had briefly panicked, thinking it was all over once he knew he was awake.
But Qiong Xing didn’t get angry; instead, he apologized softly for not noticing sooner and reassured him that this wasn’t a bad thing.
Hearing him say it wasn’t wrong and that it was an act of love made Iseul the happiest he had ever been.
Hr got carried away with the kisses but didn’t resist as he guided him gently to the bed.
When Qiong Xing kissed him, he felt so happy that tears nearly came again.
"It’s okay. You’re my mate, and I’m your mate. So this... this is something I want too."
"...I love you. I love you so much."
"Yes... I love you too, Nura."
Those words... they were exactly what he had needed to hear.
They made him happier than anything he had imagined, dozens of times more than he could have expected.
The smile on Qiong Xing’s face that was directed only at him made him feel completely safe and cherished.
"I... I could die right now and be happy."
"If you say that, we might not be able to do this for the rest of your life, you know."
"You mean... we can?"
"Of course. But just to confirm... have you ever done this before?"
Of course not.
His kind had long disappeared, leaving only him and his brother.
He was happy that his mate was Qiong Xing.
If it is as other people, he would never want that.
"Ah... then I’ll go take a bath first, so wait for me—"
"Why?"
Hearing Qiong Xing say he could and then seeing him step away immediately, made Iseul panic.
"Well, um... naturally, because I’m a man, so... I need to prepare my backside before we can... you know. So I’ll get ready, and please wait."
Qiong Xing’s face turned bright red as he explained and the sight of him like this made his heart flutter.
He instinctively grabbed his hand as he tried to get out of bed.
"Can I do it too?"
"Huh? No, no, no, no... This is your first time, so you don’t need to force anything."
He wasn’t forcing it.