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There’s No Love In the Deathzone (BL)

Zein was a rogue Guide living in the god-forsaken land of the red-zone, guiding for money and survival. Until the guild he used to work with caused a tragedy. Driven by sorrow and guilt, Zein became a mercenary guide in the land bordering the forbidden Deathzone, working like a suicidal monk. One day, an overbearing Esper suddenly appeared and told him, “If you’re so hellbent to die, why don’t you come with me to the Deathzone?” A strange proposition, a nostalgic smirk. Had Zein actually met him before? Following the man into the deadly zone, will Zein find the respite he seeks, or will he get engulfed in a storm? But there’s no such thing as love in the deathzone...is it? * * * The story is set in a sentinel-verse, so there will be: - Sentinel (Esper) and Guide - Dungeon! - Romance - Action - …smut? ;) It’s a (kinda) love story wrapped in dungeon system shenanigans, with abilities and action and whatnot

Aerlev · LGBT+
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541 Chs

Chapter 440. Wings

"Mngh..." Zein wriggled when he felt the sunlight upon him and winced. It took him a while to remember that they didn't close the window at all last night because...

Bassena was fucking him against the window so he could look at the ocean as much as he wanted.

Not that he could concentrate beyond anything past his ass and his dick at some point.

He blinked and looked at Bassena, who was completely awake and was watching him wordlessly with a smile on his face. Even in his half-awake state, he could easily tell that the esper was on the peak of happiness. It tickled his heart with warmth, and Zein pushed his tired body to climb atop the surprised esper. He gave his morning greeting in the form of kisses to the esper's cheek and neck.

"What? Do you want to go again?" Bassena chuckled while stroking the black hair, but Zein stopped and laid his head on the bare shoulder, laying nonchalantly above the esper's warm body.