ARRYN: Brother of the Capture Target (BL)

Chapter 20

Warning: Mature Scene
   Everyone stood frozen, taking in the unexpected sight of Prince Elluned and Arryn in a tender embrace.

Elluned's grip on Arryn tightened momentarily, but as he felt the young man's gentle caress on his cheek, he began to relax. The rage that had consumed him slowly ebbed away, replaced by a sense of peace he hadn't felt in a long time.

Kaito, Hames, and Luther exchanged glances, the tension in the air easing slightly. Saskia, still in Luther's arms, looked at his brother with a mixture of awe and relief. Seeing this, Saskia connected the dots, his mouth forming an 'O' shape as he nodded his head in understanding.

Elluned raised his head slightly, staring directly at the open door with murderous intent. "What are you looking at?" he declared possessively. He then stood up, carrying the slightly conscious Arryn, and gently laid him on the bed, not forgetting to kiss the forehead of the beautiful young man.

Elluned looked at Arryn's slender, white neck, which was covered in bite marks and hickeys, as if gnawed by a beast. He smiled slightly, feeling satisfied with his handiwork.

Glancing at his crotch, which had softened after many minutes of endurance, he sighed heavily. He took the robe hanging beside the bed, put it on, and then turned his head toward the people who were sneaking glances at him. His eyes darkened at the thought of them seeing Arryn.

"Out," he ordered, his voice like a roar. Everyone immediately retreated outside, and the door closed tightly once more.

Luther, who was carrying Saskia, snickered and said, "Well, I think we'll be waiting here for an hour, little guy."

Saskia, confused, asked, "Why?"

Leaning his head closer, Luther teasingly said, "Our prince is burning hot like a furnace now. He needs some cooling down in the bathroom." Then he laughed loudly, like an unmannered noble.

Saskia rolled his eyes, still not understanding what this "freak" meant. Kaito and Hames just shook their heads in distress, while the doctor nodded in understanding.

Elluned, taking a cold shower, groaned heavily as he glanced at his hardened member. "Fuck it," he cursed, then began to rub it up and down. Thinking about what happened earlier—biting, rubbing, and kissing Arryn like a maniac—turned him on again, but he also felt a pang of guilt.

For goodness' sake, he thought, they hadn't even had a proper formal engagement announcement, and here he was, acting like a pervert who'd been pent up for years.

Thinking about how the beautiful young man kept accidentally rubbing against him earlier made him even harder. He closed his eyes, his hand moving faster and faster as he thought about Arryn's face. "Fuck, fuck, fuck, mon chéri," he groaned. When he felt he was about to come, he let out a loud curse, "FUCK!" and a load of semen erupted.

Breathing heavily, he combed his hair back and stared at his reflection. In a deep voice, he muttered to himself, "I'm fucked up."

Elluned emerged from the bathroom with only a towel around his waist, revealing his eight-pack abs and strong muscles. The scars covering his body made him look even more ruggedly attractive.

Arryn, who was dazedly watching Elluned come out of the bathroom, blushed and looked down. Elluned looked at Arryn softly and sat on the bed, combing through the silky white hair.

"Are you hungry?" he asked. Elluned found Arryn very cute and chuckled when Arryn declined with a shake of his head.

"No," Arryn replied, looking up at Elluned with flushed cheeks. "What time is it now? Did you already meet with Hames and the rest?"

Elluned, who had just spent an hour in the shower and completely forgotten about the people outside, froze on the spot and answered truthfully, with a straight face, "I just came out of the bathroom, and it's been an hour."

Arryn looked at Elluned, blushing deeply from head to toe, while Elluned kept a straight face with a smirk on his lips.

"Should we go out now? Or should we stay in bed?" Elluned teased.

Arryn, feeling exasperated by the teasing, glared at him. "Yes, we should stay in this bed until I beat you to death," he threatened.

Elluned released a soft chuckle and whispered, "I'm willing to be beaten in bed by you, mon chéri."