Chapter 76.3

After living for so many years, it was the first time he met such eloquent and sultry gazes.

The aggressiveness of the male instinct and a little tenderness of wanting to be extremely intimate with him were mixed together, creating an indescribable taste.

Very interesting.

Thinking of this, Kevin simply withdrew the strength on his wrist with a languid sigh and stretched out on the bed with a lazy grace.

He closed his eyes and let his head fall back, his lips curling into a satisfied smirk, completely relaxed, looking like an old man who was too lazy to bother to wait for someone to serve him.

Oswald sensed the relaxation in Kevin's body and pounced. He lowered his head and kissed Kevin with unbridled hunger, his lips devouring Kevin's like a wolf that had been starved for an unknown amount of time.

Kevin was almost out of breath, but he couldn't help but respond to Oswald's kiss. He wrapped his arms around Oswald's neck and pulled him closer.

When they finally parted, Kevin panted, "How long have you been holding this in?"

Oswald pressed his forehead against Kevin's, his voice hoarse with desire. "I've wanted you for as long as I can remember. Not as long as you, though."

"I'm not as anxious as you are," Kevin murmured, his voice husky and low.

Oswald's hand on his chest was warm and firm, and Kevin could feel his heart pounding beneath it. "But I'm not unaffected."

"You either have a mental or physical affliction," Oswald murmured, his hand kneading his thigh as he spoke. "But fear not, Your Excellency, I'll cure you of any ailment."

He discovered that the phoenix mark on Kevin's neck held the key to his vulnerability.

A single bite was all it took to send Kevin's whole body into a state of surrender.

Kevin writhed and moaned beneath him, his skin hot to the touch, his breath coming in ragged gasps.

He knew exactly where to touch him, how to tease him, how to make him lose control. He played with that spot in every way imaginable, until he was begging for escape.

It didn't take long for Kevin's neck and chest to blush crimson.

...

The rain outside seemed to intensify, its wet cascades seeping through the gaps in the windowpanes like an invitation to abandon oneself to the moment.

Family members from long ago, like Thenis and Feisa, had all found new lives, new identities, and new loved ones.

Though slightly different from what they had once envisioned thousands of years ago, they had finally realized their wishes.

The sharp swords that had pierced their chests during the battles with Melo had long since vanished.

The time had come for all remnants of the past to conclude, and for Oswald to fully embrace his newfound family, just as Thenis and the others had done.

The feeling of kinship with another human being was novel and extraordinary for Kevin, yet it was far from unpleasant. In fact, it was rather wonderful...

Oswald's teeth grazed Kevin's neck, sending a shiver of desire down his spine. He gasped for air, his breath coming in short, ragged bursts.

Oswald's lips followed his teeth, tracing a path of fire down Kevin's neck. Kevin arched his back, offering himself up to Oswald's touch.

Oswald's tongue flicked out, tasting the salty skin of Kevin's neck. Kevin moaned softly, his body thrumming with need.

Oswald's hands roamed Kevin's body, stoking the fire of desire within him. Kevin's head fell back, his eyes closed in pleasure.

Oswald's lips found Kevin's, and they kissed, their tongues dueling in a passionate embrace. Kevin's hands found Oswald's hair, tangling in the dark strands. He pulled Oswald closer, needing to feel him even closer.

Oswald broke the kiss, his eyes dark with desire. "I want you," he said, his voice a husky whisper.

"Ok," Kevin replied.

Oswald smiled, and then he kissed Kevin again, this time with even more passion. Kevin felt himself melting into Oswald's arms, lost in the heat of the moment.

Oswald's lips trailed down Kevin's chest, leaving a trail of wet kisses in their wake.

Kevin's skin burned where Oswald touched him, and he felt himself growing hard with need.

The air was thick with the scent of their bodies, mingled with the musky smell of desire.

Their panting and sweat overflowed into the entanglement of their limbs, their skin slick and hot against each other.

The rain was a perfect accompaniment to their passion, its soft, rhythmic drumming on the roof like a heartbeat.

It was as if the elements themselves were conspiring to create the most sensual experience possible.

They moved together in perfect unison, their bodies molded to each other's like two halves of a whole.

The rain seemed to wash away all their inhibitions, leaving them free to express their desire without reservation.

They were lost in each other, their senses heightened by the sultry atmosphere.

The rain, the heat, the smell of their bodies, all combined to create a heady, intoxicating brew that made them forget everything else in the world.

Suddenly, Kevin's eyes snapped open, his waist awash in tremors of ecstasy. He closed them again, his chest heaving as he fought to control his ragged breath.

...

The rain outside the window continued to fall and halt, its rhythm ambiguous and lingering, with no end to the patter.

The bed in the emperor's chamber was an expansive expanse of silken sheets and downy pillows, a testament to the pleasure enjoyed by previous emperors.

The two figures lying silently on the bed were entwined in a tight embrace, their bodies molded together in perfect harmony.

Their breaths were entwined as well, rising and falling in a gentle, elongated rhythm.

The air was thick with the scent of their lovemaking, a heady mix of sweat, musk, and desire.

As they drifted off to sleep, they were still enraptured by each other's touch. Their lips were parted slightly, as if they were still kissing.

Their eyes were closed, but their faces were relaxed and content. They were at peace, knowing that they had found true love in each other's arms.

Just like any ordinary lovers.