"Transcending Fate: A Shou's Journey in Medieval Love"
In a twist of fate, a beautiful boy is transmigrated into a BL otome game set in medieval Europe. He finds himself in the role of the Marquise's son, a minor villain destined to die at the hands...
Cedric had always prided himself on his composure and discipline. As a high-ranking knight and Duke in the kingdom, he was used to controlling his emotions and focusing on his duties.
But ever since meeting Alaric, his thoughts had been filled with the beautiful young man.
It started innocently enough. He would think of Alaric's smile, the way his eyes lit up when he was excited, and the gentle tone of his voice.
But as days turned into a week, Cedric found himself consumed by these thoughts, unable to push them away.
He often walked through the palace gardens, finding solace among the flowers and the quiet. Today, as he strolled along the familiar paths, he couldn't help but remember the day he had first seen Alaric. The pink flowers were in full bloom, their delicate petals reminding him of Alaric's soft blush.
Cedric paused by a fountain, the gentle sound of water calming his restless mind.
Later that night when, He closed his eyes, and in the silence, he allowed himself to dream. In his dream, Alaric was there, standing by the fountain, his face illuminated by the soft glow of the moonlight.
"Alaric," Cedric whispered, his voice filled with longing.
Alaric turned to him, a gentle smile playing on his lips. "Cedric, I've missed you."
Without hesitation, Cedric closed the distance between them, pulling Alaric into a tight embrace. He could feel Alaric's heartbeat against his chest, a comforting rhythm that eased the ache in his heart. Alaric looked up at him, their faces inches apart breath intertwined.
"Cedric, why do you look so sad?" Alaric asked,touching his face his voice filled with concern.
Cedric sighed, resting his forehead against Alaric's. "I can't stop thinking about you. You're always in my thoughts, and it's driving me mad."
Alaric's eyes softened, and he reached up to cup Cedric's face. "You don't have to be sad. I'm here with you now."
In the dream, Cedric leaned in and kissed Alaric's forehead, then his cheeks, and finally his lips those pink lips . The kiss was sweet and tender first filled with all the unspoken emotions he had kept hidden then he groaned and deepened it,Alaric responded eagerly, his arms wrapping around Cedric's neck as if he never wanted to let go. He wanted to do all the unspeakable things with Alaric.
They sat by the fountain, wrapped in each other's arms intertwined, the world around them fading away. Cedric's heart felt light, free from the burden of longing that had weighed him down. In that dream, everything was perfect, and he knew he could stay there forever.
But like all dreams, it had to end. The first light of dawn touched his face, pulling him back to reality. Cedric woke up, his heart heavy with the ache of unfulfilled desires. He sat up in bed, running a hand through his hair, and sighed deeply.He looks downward, he saw something rock hard.
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He imagined Alaric on knees reaching out that white hands and grab his thing, as he helped him, an immense pleasure brust out. Cederic groaned. He imagined Alaric mouth painted with his desire.
He knew that he had to see Alaric again. The dream had made it clear that his feelings were too strong to ignore. Cedric got dressed, his mind already forming a plan to meet Alaric. He couldn't let this longing consume him any longer.
As he stepped out into the morning light, Cedric felt a renewed sense of determination. He would find Alaric and confess his feelings, no matter the consequences. The longing in his heart demanded it, and he knew that he couldn't continue living in this state of restless yearning.
With a determined stride, Cedric made his way through the palace, his thoughts focused solely on Alaric. He didn't know what the future held, but he was willing to take the risk. For the first time in a long while, Cedric felt hopeful, knowing that he was finally taking control of his own happiness.
