C1 Part2

Translated by CleiZz Edited by Eris421

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“What? What is it?”

“This is the first time you’ve ever complimented me, so I’m surprised.”

It seems that Cavan, who made fun of him as a virgin whenever he opened his mouth, had no intention of damaging Luciel’s honor.

‘No, he’s still bad and rude.’

“Oh, I’ll praise you more if you keep quiet… Look, don’t be afraid.”

He smiled with an evil look on his face. Cavan looked devilishly handsome, the expression suiting him inexplicably well.

Luciel thought, with his upper body completely naked by Cavan’s hands. Perhaps it would have been faster if he simply took it off himself.

After all, he was neither an infant nor a person in need of care. Objectively speaking, there was no need for an adult man to undress another man. But only now that it had already happened, did he stop to think about it.

Cavan got down on his knees, straddling Luciel’s waist, and stared down at him.

They were silent for a while.

Both of Cavan’s eyes were calm as if he was simply looking at some sort of landscape, and yet they were glowing with something hidden. It was a strange feeling to be looked at like that.

“…Are all of these the clear crests…? It’s totally different from what I saw in the documents.”

Cavan quietly asked.

There was a pale blue pattern floating on Luciel’s skin. It radiated from the center of his chest and extended to his shoulders, arms and back. It was as beautiful as an elaborate painting on human skin, yet it had a strange rawness that made one’s blood run.Together with Luciel’s physical beauty, which was reminiscent of a god of war’s statue, it overwhelmed the eyes of the viewer.

“It was originally the size of a fist. But, I’ve been a virgin for a long time. This is the result of that long history of virginity.” Luciel said.

A clear crest was the sign of a holy knight.

A crest appears on those who have made a vow to serve the gods with a pure body. It is praised as the sign for controlling oneself, abandoning the enjoyment of profane acts, and for keeping a noble vow. It also shows the intention to devote one’s private life to the path of a knight, and many people have taken this vow to advance their careers.

It was not hard to see how they got ahead, since they were often assigned to guard the royal family, depending on their abilities, but the price was that they would inevitably be called virgins behind their backs, or ‘The Royal Guard’s Virginity Squad’.

Cavan narrowed his eyes, “You make jokes too huh…” but Luciel wasn’t making a joke. It was just a fact.

“… Anyways, so this is divine power… It’s different from what I expected.”

Cavan’s fingertips glided over his skin. Luciel’s breath shook, feeling his magical power and the divine power inside the clear crest slowly intermingling.

It was said that holy knights had the blessings of the gods. The divine power residing in the crest was thought to be one of them.

“What do you think?”

“I thought it would be a lot scarier.”

“The virgin’s vow is similar to a prayer to the gods. It is not obedience. As long as you don’t overlook it, the blessings will only be warm and gentle. I feel that it all depends on the heart of the one praying.”

“Hmm. I don’t know, it sounds like philosophy.”

Cavan was still stroking Luciel’s skin with a distant look in his eyes. Time passed in a blur, with him simply tracing the patterns and muscles.

Luciel thought that he should say something, but Luciel stayed quiet because it wasn’t particularly unpleasant.

“It’s beautiful.”

He said with great seriousness.

Luciel finally didn’t know what to do.

“Can we go now? I want to get dressed.”

“No, not yet. I told you I’d take my time.”

Luciel twisted around and tried to grab his clothes, but Cavan put his weight on him and held him down.

Luciel could feel Cavan’s palm crawling up and stroking places with his fingertips.

It made his skin crawl. Luciel shuddered involuntarily.

“Mmm-hmm.”

“You’re so skinny. But, you’ve got great tits.”

“I don’t have tits.”

“Yes, you do. They’re white and firm.”

He grabbed his chest with both hands. But they were not tits, they were muscles. Luciel’s body shook under the unfamiliar sensation. He wanted to protest but Cavan continued to rub his chest.

”Ngh… ah…sto-”

“It’s really white… The Holy Knight can’t take off his clothes in public, so he won’t get sunburned… It’s so smooth as well.”

“Rossina-dono… that’s enough, don’t touch me like that.”

“What do you mean? I’m doing some serious research here. What’s wrong with your expression?”

“I don’t know what it is, but my hips are…tingling…”

“Heh, I wonder what happened. I’ll check it out.”

“Huh! Stop it!”

“Is the tingling sensation around here? I need to take a better look, so let’s take off your bottoms.”

Taking off Luciel’s underwear, Cavan, intentionally or unintentionally, stroked his buttocks and hips. Luciel resisted by clamping his thighs together tightly.

“N-, stop! No, n-…”

“Luciel, you promised not to resist.”

“Ah, but…”

‘When he whispers in my ear, I feel like I’m losing control of my body. It’s my own body, but I can’t seem to help it. Why on earth is this happening to me?’

Luciel couldn’t comprehend the situation he was in.

“Look, you have to get your ass up. You’ll never be able to get out of here if you don’t.”

Luciel looked up for forgiveness, but Cavan was ruthless. He smiled and simply stripped Luciel of his underwear as well.

Luciel tried to hide his crotch in a hurry, but before he could, Cavan got in between his legs and held his hands down on the sheets. It was like he was a woman being held by a man.

“Why is your cock hard? Do I turn you on? Maybe it’s accumulated?”

“No, it’s because you’re touching me in a strange way…”

Luciel argued involuntarily as he was called out, but in fact Luciel did react to him. He could feel Cavan’s line of sight looking directly at him, and his cheeks slowly lit with shame. Cavan was just examining the clear crest, but he clearly looked like a selfish and excited lover.

“Why don’t you stop being so formal? Just call me Cavan.”

“Why such…”

“Luciel, just call me Cavan. I’ll make you feel even better.”

Cavan commanded, pulling his face so close that the tips of their noses almost touched. His eyes glowed feverishly, tempting him.

The inviting tone of his voice tickled his skin, and Luciel couldn’t help but respond.

“Cavan…”

“Haha… so obedient.”

Cavan laughed with a sly smile on his cheeks. Luciel was annoyed that he was joking.

“Don’t make fun of me.”

“It’s not like that. Even a holy knight has the right to jack off, am I right? It’s my fault you got a boner, so I’ll take responsibility and make you cum. Come on, turn around.”

He grabbed Luciel’s chin and their lips touched.

Before Luciel could resist, his cheeks were already cupped in Cavan’s hands. He turned lightheaded as his lips began to be sucked softly. Each kiss was gentle, as if he was caring for a child, but soon something wet and warm traced Luciel’s lips.

“Mmm… ah…”

“Open your mouth, Don’t be scared.”

Luciel opened his mouth thinly as Cavan commanded, and a slippery tongue slipped in. He lightly prodded Luciel’s shrinking tongue, lured it out, licked it, sucked it, and bit it sweetly.

Luciel was at the complete mercy of Cavan’s insolent tongue.

“Hmm…mmm…hah…ha…” Luciel’s breath got shorter and shorter with every attack from Cavan. His gasps becoming more and more frequent as the kiss went on.

“Breathe through your nose. You’ve never even kissed before?”

“Of course not… be-, because… mmm… “

“Don’t lie to me. No matter how strict it is for holy knights, it’s not that strict.”

“I’m not sure about the others, but I’ve never had the opportunity to do so.”

During the conversation, Luciel’s mouth was licked everywhere, which was both pleasant and painful, making Luciel feel lightheaded.

“Since it’s your first time, I’ll be gentle. Give me your tongue, I’ll lick it all over.”

Luciel was in tears, even though he had already been licked a lot, he felt that if they went any further, it would be bad for many reasons.

Perhaps sensing Luciel’s fear, Cavan repeated a particularly gentle kiss. He snarled, entwining his tongue sweetly, sucking softly on his lips, all the while gently stroking Luciel’s hair with his rugged hands. Luciel’s skin was soft yet tense, and his heart was painfully pulsing. The core of his body swelled and his whole body weakened.

“Don’t run away. It feels good, right?”

“Mmm… it feels so go-od…”

He smiled sweetly as he let out a ragged breath. Cavan was a man who walked with the sky on his shoulders. He always looked very proud of himself, but when one looked only at his facial features, he looked beautiful like a woman.

When he smiled at him, Luciel felt as if the edge of his heart had been pinched.

“Are you nervous? Come here and give me a hug. I’ll hold you.”

Cavan took Luciel’s hand, which had unknowingly been gripping his chestcloth, and pulled it around his neck. He also hugged back, but Luciel was very sad to see that the kiss was over.

“No… no, Cavan… more.”

He clung to Cavan’s neck tightly.

When Luciel looked up for a kiss, what he met was Cavan’s serious gaze.

“Ah! I’m sorry… I’m sorry, I didn’t mean to…”

Luciel felt ashamed. Just as he turned his head, Cavan put his lips to Luciel’s vermilion-tinted ear and said in a sweet voice, “It’s okay. There’s no need to pretend in front of me. Tell me more of what you want me to do.”

Luciel was puzzled by his statement. But Cavan pressed on with a gentle voice.

“Luciel, as long as you say it, I’ll do anything.”

“… I’ll be happy if you kiss me… Cava-…”

Before he could finish his words, Cavan cradled Luciel’s head in his arms and squeezed him tightly.

“Hmm … you’ve lived untouched until now.”

A muffled voice sighed and said. Luciel silently thought that Cavan today was a little emotionally unstable.

“Aren’t you going to kiss me?”

Luciel urged, and Cavan laughed in amusement.

“I’ll kiss you so hard that you’ll fall on your back.”

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