Adam's eyes slowly fluttered open, eyelids heavy with sleep. His bladder had woken him up, but he could see that it was still night with how dark the room was. He tried to get up, only for his muscles to twitch from the strain. It wasn't painful per say, but it wasn't exactly a pleasant sensation.
He also felt an arm around his waist, and looking down, he could see that it was Evan's one without even glancing back toward the man that was spooning him. The large hand covered in calluses and scars was enough to guess. He glanced back at the pillow, and saw that the slave's other hand used to be under his head. He frowned slightly, worried about the giant having a sore arm in the morning, but as he tried to sit up with aching members, he thought that it was the least the slave could endure.
If only jerking off was tiring his body this much, he couldn't even imagine how painful having real sex with penetration would feel like. He had felt and seen how Evan had tried to penetrate his hole with his fingers, and it had scared him. However, each time, seeing the doubts in his eyes, the giant would respect his decision and not venture further.
He was grateful.
He wasn't feeling ready, and he was scarred. What if it hurt too much? The man was huge, he was afraid that he would rip in two! Also, Evan was his slave, even if he could see that man's arousal, nothing was telling him that the giant really wanted to have sex with him and it wasn't because he felt obligated or wanted to please him. With how afraid the man had appeared when he had thought he would be abandoned, Adam couldn't help but wonder how far he would go to be kept. Not like he had any ideas about abandoning the slave, but the man had seemed so insecure... His words didn't look enough to reassure him.
Maybe Evan was doing all this to appear useful...
If they really did the real deal, and Adam discovered that he was the only one feeling the attraction, he didn't know how he would be able to endure it. If Evan was really forcing himself, too, their relationship would never be able to be normal if they decided to do the last step.
Maybe Adam was only overthinking, he was good at that, but he didn't want to risk it.
He had plenty of reasons not to go all the way, so for now, the giant would need to be satisfied with only jerking off, and blowjobs if Adam was brave enough. Also, they had met only weeks prior, they still had time to get to know each other, even more so because in all those weeks, Adam had been ignoring the slave because of his feelings for him. They had time to bond more.
The warrior got up the bed with shaky legs, heading toward the bathroom and relieving his bladder.
As he washed his hands, Adam thanked Evan in his mind as he saw and felt how clean his body was. He had expected to wake up with sticky fluids on his skin, but he was sparkly clean. The man nodded in appreciation, not knowing that his slave had taken advantage of him as he was sleeping, groping all over his body, fondling as much as he wanted and biting him all over. Evan had even jerked off on his body a few more times, his appetite not having been sated with only one time.
If Adam knew what unholy things Evan had done to his body while he was sleeping, he would have smacked him hard behind the head and not allowed physical contact for a month.
However, he would never know, even when the process repeated itself a good number of times.
The warrior glanced at the mirror, only to freeze as he saw all the hickies and bite marks on his skin. He had been far too blissful yesterday to realize that Evan was leaving this much mark. If he had been aware, he would have cursed him out for being a real dog, or more like a wolf, and forbidden him from doing so.
He didn't want everyone to know they had sexual intercourses!
He had already decided to visit the adventurers' guild today to register, and he didn't feel like his current appearance was a good one for a first impression. However, he couldn't postpone the visit any longer. It had been a few weeks since he ran away from home, and he sure didn't want to accidentally stumble upon one of his family's knights, or worse, his siblings.
He only had to register, and then he would be able to leave the city with Evan to go into dungeons far away.
Adam walked back into the bedroom, but as he attempted to get back into bed, he felt like he was already too awake to continue sleeping. If he laid down next to the giant, he would be squeezed into a deadly hug and spend the rest of the night wide awake being the little spoon.
He didn't necessarily want that to happen.
Instead of getting back to Evan's side, he dressed only in a pair of baggy pants and then put on his spear by laying its leather strap diagonally around his torso, the sharp end of the spear above his right shoulder and the end just behind his left thigh. The spear he had bought with Abigail's advice could be shrunk and then expanded, easily retractable for short fights and long-range ones. Runes were engraved into the metal, so Adam only had to infuse his magic into the spear and think of the size he wanted. It was quite convenient for fast-paced fights.
The spear was also made so he could use his magic attribute with it, but Adam still hadn't found a way to combine his ice magic with the spear. A fire magicien could have made flames sprout out of it, but for now, the only thing Adam could do was to make the metal slightly cooler with tiny snowflakes on the spear.
Adam went outside and found himself a good training spot in the inn's backyard. He didn't need any scapegoat or wood dummy to practice. For now until the sun rose, he would only work on his form and his endurance.
Adam spent the next few hours swinging his spear and holding it still in a difficult position to strengthen his muscles and understanding, ignoring the way his muscles would burn and scream under the strain. His body was already tired and spasming from the night's activities he had done with Evan, and now, he was forcing his muscles into difficult positions to make sure that he could counterattack under any angles.
He wouldn't allow anyone to harm him.
Hey dear readers, do you think Adam will find a way to use his ice with the spear?
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The Path of a Black Sheep in a Fantasy World (BL)
FantasyAdam had seen all kinds of people, being the black sheep of a noble family had its perks. With no power or talent, all he could do was wait for a bit of sympathy from the Gods while enduring the harsh treatment he was reserved for being a disgrace...