Chapter 118: Chapter 118

Alvaro felt Vlad’s body slowly crawling over his own. His heart was pounding, and he held his breath.

The smell of Vlad’s body, like wet forest wood, filled his nose. Sometimes the man smelled like soft cinnamon, but tonight his scent was slightly different.

Alvaro smelled a sharp odor...

He stared at Vlad, who was now on top of him. The vampire’s gray hair fell beside his head. The vampire’s gaze was calm.

They stayed in silence for a few seconds, making the atmosphere awkward for Alvaro. He swallowed hard. His legs went weak when Vlad placed his hands beside his head.

"Y-you’re not going to touch me, right?" said Alvaro.

Vlad still stared calmly, without speaking.

After a moment, the vampire smiled, bringing his lips closer to Alvaro’s neck.

Alvaro closed his eyes, holding his breath, feeling the vampire’s cold breath at the base of his neck.

"I want it," whispered Vlad.

Alvaro’s heart pounded. But he didn’t answer.

"...if you allow me," Vlad continued. He pulled his head back, looking at Alvaro again. His gaze softened.

Alvaro was silent. He was used to being forced by the vampire, so when he was given the chance to choose and make a decision, he was overwhelmed. He didn’t know what he wanted.

His gaze followed the lines of Vlad’s face, down to his neck, then to the vampire’s chest.

But he saw a black mark there, with torn clothing under the vampire’s cloak. He frowned.

Alvaro touched it. Vlad saw what the knight was doing and immediately sat upright on top of him, pushing Alvaro’s hand away.

"Are you... hurt?" Alvaro asked, his expression flat as he tried to appear indifferent.

But he cared. And he was a little worried.

Vlad looked at his chest. Scratch marks from Isla earlier. He was grateful he hadn’t lost blood, or he would have ended up weak for several days. But he felt Kai’s blood had helped a lot.

Alvaro shifted to sit up. He looked at Vlad seriously.

"You’re hurt. You need to be treated," Alvaro said, unconsciously touching Vlad’s chest, even opening the vampire’s cloak to get a closer look.

Vlad remained silent, letting the man explore his chest.

Alvaro saw many short lines of black blood that were starting to dry. He touched them.

"Does it hurt? Where did you get them? Was it from saving Kai?" Alvaro asked quickly. He didn’t expect the vampire to be injured. He felt a little bad because he had forced the man to search for Kai.

And Vlad hadn’t told him about the wounds at all.

Vlad held Alvaro’s palm that was touching his wound.

"I’m not that weak. I don’t need a doctor," he said. Human doctors and medicine would have no effect on his body.

Alvaro stared at Vlad’s sharp black nails gently gripping his hand. The vampire’s hands were so white, pale like a corpse. He was only really noticing it now.

Alvaro was about to get out of bed. He had to find medicine. But Vlad held him back, pressing his body onto the bed again.

"Your kisses, your lips, your moans, work better for my wound, Sweety~" Vlad whispered right into Alvaro’s ear, sending shivers down his spine.

Vlad kissed his lips before he could finish his words.

Vlad slipped his hand around Alvaro’s back, pressing their chests together.

The kiss continued~~~

Hot and passionate...

Alvaro got carried away, his hands gripping Vlad’s arm, which was still covered by his robe. His lips were red and sore, but he wanted more. His body was getting used to it, and Vlad’s touch was intoxicating.

Vlad broke the kiss. Alvaro was out of breath, his gaze dull. In Vlad’s eyes, his expression was so seductive. The vampire couldn’t help himself and took off his clothes.

Alvaro moaned when Vlad kissed his neck wildly, leaving love marks on every inch of his skin.

"L-Lord Vlad~" He tensed when Vlad held both his hands, stopping him from interfering with what he was doing.

Alvaro’s body welcomed him with desire, anticipating what the vampire usually did. So when the vampire stopped his movements before entering his hole, Alvaro fell silent...

... waiting, not wanting to admit that he was a little disappointed.

He looked at Vlad, who was staring at him with a small, gentle smirk. "May I?"

Alvaro held his breath, feeling like he was already at the peak, and the man was still asking him. That made him confused about how to answer. If he said yes, it would be as if he had fallen for the man. If he said no, but he wanted to finish it.

Vlad smiled, patiently waiting for an answer.

"Do you need to ask after making me ?" Alvaro asked weakly. His voice was hoarse. Under normal circumstances, he might have been embarrassed to be in his current situation.

Vlad kissed Alvaro softly. "I’ve made mistakes many times. I want to do it right this time," he replied, licking Alvaro’s ear, making the knight shudder.

"Damn it," Alvaro muttered, feeling cornered. "Do it," he finally said softly.

Vlad chuckled softly. "Very well, Sweety~"

Alvaro growled many times. His voice broke through the door, reaching Sylas’s room.

Kai, who was sitting on the edge of the bed, was used to such sounds. He imagined Alvaro being raped by Vlad. He felt sorry for him.

Sylas took a breath. Repeatedly, he wanted to open the door, to help if Alvaro was in danger, but the next second, the man’s moans could be heard. It confused him.

And those sounds aroused his body. He looked away every time Kai’s naked body teased him.

Sylas restrained himself. He then kept himself busy amid the increasingly wild moans next door.

"Kai, come here, let me see your wound," he said.

Kai walked towards Sylas, who was sitting on a chair against the wall, and stood with his hands clasped in front of him.

Sylas removed Kai’s remaining wristband and placed it on the table beside him. There were bruises on Kai’s body, as if he had been hit by something. There were also bruises on the young man’s neck.

Sylas stared at Kai’s chest, but his mind wandered to other things, his gaze drifting downward. He immediately closed his eyes and took a deep breath.

"I’m sorry, Kai." Sylas let go of his hand and stood up. He smiled slightly at the young man, who looked at him in confusion.

That face was so adorable. His eyes were wide with fear, his pointed nose was slightly red, and his lips were tightly pursed. ʀᴇᴀᴅ ʟᴀᴛᴇsᴛ ᴄʜᴀᴘᴛᴇʀs ᴀᴛ novｅlfire.net

Sylas unconsciously stared at the young man for quite a long time, and when he realized it, he immediately looked away.

Kai saw that face. From many things he had learned, he was very sensitive to other people’s feelings. That was how he survived at Omino, by not upsetting his trainer.

He knew Sylas wanted his service. That face clearly showed he needed release. The trainers would definitely take him to the training room. But Sylas, that man, was actually moving away from him.

Kai looked down. Sylas had never really touched him. Did the man underestimate his abilities?

"M-master..." Kai said softly.

Sylas was in front of a large closet, looking for something. Hearing Kai’s voice, he immediately turned his head.

But he immediately widened his eyes when he saw Kai kneeling.

Sylas held his breath. "Kai, what are you doing?"

In his hand was a white shirt.

"L-let me serve you, Master..." said Kai, looking at Sylas. This was the first time he had surrendered himself without being forced. He actually hoped that Sylas would accept his service.

Sylas felt his soul leave his body for a moment.

"Oh, no, Kai. Get up!" Sylas pulled Kai’s hand and gave him the shirt in his hand. "Put it on, you’ll be cold."

Kai looked at the clothes, then looked up at Sylas. His gaze turned sad.

"No, Kai. I can’t do it."

Kai looked disappointed. Did Sylas really doubt his abilities? He looked down. Maybe he had to show a little more of his abilities.

Kai knelt down again, reaching for Sylas’s pants.

Sylas was startled and reflexively pushed Kai’s hand away, which he realized was a little rough. "No, don’t!"

Sylas felt his face flush with growing lust, but he didn’t want to give in to his desire for Kai just like that. The slave didn’t even know what he was doing. And... he knew how he felt about the young man.

Kai looked down in fear, then saw Sylas walking out of the room. Guilt washed over him, disappointment in himself and other overwhelming feelings. He was terrified.

Kai felt his whole body tremble. He put back on the pants and shirt Sylas had given him and walked out of the room unsteadily.

"M-master..." He had to apologize. He couldn’t be thrown out for making Sylas angry.

Please, don’t be angry... Kai muttered repeatedly.

Outside the room, he saw Obi smiling broadly at him.

"Hey! I’ve been waiting for you for so long! The guard wouldn’t let me in!" said Obi. Now the guard had left to follow Sylas.

Obi stopped when he saw Kai, who was on the verge of tears. "What’s wrong? Did your master hit you?"

Kai stared intently at Obi. His feelings were chaotic and confused. He felt really guilty.

"Hey, don’t cry! Let’s go to the park!" said Obi, grabbing his hand.