Annoyance is the single expression on the general’s face. The reason is simple. He can’t meet Theodore. Closing his eyes, the general sighed in boredom. Every time they meet, somehow the universe always finds a way to disrupt. Alderic didn’t ask for anything much but to steal a kiss from those soft lips. Gulping down the bitter wine, it can’t even spare him mercy. Its magic can’t even soothe the burning feeling lurking in his cells. Pulling out a cigarette, a faint smoke escapes those cold lips. Yet only the image of him wandered in the chaotic mind. The smile, the warmth of him hidden in the bitter scent of the cigarette. The Lord stroked his hair fretfully. “I missed him.”

Then the emerald eyes noticed a familiar sight. Like a lighthouse in a storm, his figure shines softly under the flickering lights. Moonlight rests upon the auburn hair, caressing the oceanic eyes. As lovely as he is, how can he turn down? Theodore, still carries on his faithful conversation with another man, seemingly a fellow commoner, near the gate of the palace. May everyone around only thought that they just had a friendly conversation, but for Alderic, it is a different story. The gaze stops at his smile, sparking a flame of annoyance. His smile, his gaze… Only belong to him. Slam the wine glass down, his eyes fixed on the sheep.

They were chatting pleasantly until the sight of a tall man approached. Wrapping a hand around Theodore’s waist, a threatening aura covers him. “L-lord Alderic, it is a pleasure to meet you.” Alderic doesn’t say anything, instead, only tightens his grip while leaving a trail of smoke. He is upset, as Theodore can tell. If looks can kill, this man will definitely die. “Wise of you to know. Then you must know what it will be like to touch the Lord’s lover.” A cold smile curved “Leave.” A simple word is enough to scare the man to death. Doesn’t dare to waste any more minutes, the man almost runs away. “What are you doing? We are just discussing.” Theodore looks at him, questioning. “Talking?” His voice was piercingly cold, sending a light chill down Theodore’s spine. “You will see.” His strong hands fiercely dragged Theodore down the hall.

“Al-” A lips lock all his words inside. His tongue fiery conquers the doctor’s little mouth. Harmonized in a sensual dance, Alderic spared no mercy. Devoured those soft lips hungrily, the nectar of longing powerfully poured. The bitterness of wine, of the unfinished cigarette lingers at the tips of his tongue. Leaning against the hard wall, the doctor drowns in fierce kisses. “Alderic, w-wait.” Theodore begs in the last lucid string. His hands rest on Alderic’s hard chest, feeling the tension of his beating heart. Alderic responds with a strong grip, effortlessly carrying Theodore in his arms. This is not merely enough to please his hunger. Devouring his lips, the lord slowly traces down to the doctor’s neck. Caressing the soft skin, he teasingly leaves kisses. Effortlessly forcing a low moan from Theodore’s dry throat. Not keen on wasting any more minutes, Alderic bites Theodore’s ear lightly. Theodore soon drained all the energy from the alluring sweetness of the man. Resting his head on the elegant neck, Alderic indulged in the scent of him. The sweet, lustful scent only belongs to him.

The scent he was madly addicted.

A hand falls upon Theodore’s eyes, blocking away his sight. “You are killing me with those begging gazes.” For my mind was too infatuated with you.

Barging through the set of doors is the flame of passion, yet before it got a chance to rest on the bed, Alderic, already pinning his lover against the wall. A hungry beast slowly savored each inch of his burning skin. Theodore falls into the pool of love, enamored with incomparable lithe pleasure. The clumsy hands find their way to the silky skin, fondling and kneading, instinctively peeling his layers of clothes until the very end. An exposed, vulnerable, and flustered male. This is what he wants. All too clear from the emerald pearls now wandering across. Such a gaze stripped his flesh and bones down to his core and trembling heart.

A sapphire only belongs to him.

Waves of emotions grabbed hold of the doctor, screaming to back out. Yet under the steamy breath fondling his burning skin, this body still harmonized as one with his rhythm. Buckling in pleasure, this body was no longer his to control. The strong body imbued with the scent of masculinity wrapped around his yearning nostrils, chasing the last trace of coldness that stubbornly lingered. Wrapping his hands around Alderic’s neck, all the hesitation vanished. Under those darkened eyes, how could he escape?

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A soft moan pours into Alderic’s ears, irrefutable honey, while something haughtily pokes at the edge of his inner thigh, demanding. “Theo…” The rusty voice murmured his name. His hot breath rested on Theodore’s neck, begging. “What do you want?” The delicate fingers traced along the lines of his chest, leaning on the rolling sweat lingering on the lower abdomen. Gasping for breath, Theodore’s vision was soon blurry in the lustful mist. “You.”

Carry Theodore in his strong arms, his back meets the soft bed. Yet Alderic is not keen on letting the doctor take a rest. Bitting lightly on his shoulder, Alderic's tongue wandered down Theodore’s chest. The teeth grind lightly on the pink rose nipple on top of the plump breasts. Tasting the sweet cherry, Alderic’s mind fills with trembling moans. Calling for an urge to bully the man writhing underneath. Licking the delicious feast that only belongs to him, his teeth lightly clamp his nipples, sucking in then releasing the sensation. Kiss marks bloom like flowers on the sensitive pecs, in the trembling of his little lover.

Alderic finally let go when seeing the needy expression on Theodore, slowly squeezing his thighs. Wandering down his yearning part, his finger caressing at the entrance. Nectar of lust meets his fingertips, sending Theodore suddenly whimpering. He wants to become one with him. “Please..” Theodore begged. He could no longer restrain the primal need. Panting, Alderic’s waist moved slowly, sending the hot flame of friction between Theodore’s legs.

“Call me.” His low voice commands Theodore’s chest tries to catch his breath. His burning flesh melts in each bold yet tender thrust. The wet, sticky sound of the collision reverberated around the room, mingling with his sweet moans. “Alderic.” He whispers under his breath. His mind, his body were drowning in the afterglow of elation. Smiling victoriously, Alderic bends down to his ears. “Again.” Under the continuous stimulation invading his legs, Theodore breathed hard. “Alderic.” His voice hint with beg. Granting a deep kiss, their breath falls into one.

“Good boy.”

Nothing in this world can be sweeter than Theodore, his love. The pure sweetness lingered in his gentle smile. The tender sweetness hinted at the deep sea eyes. Yet, the most addictive sweet is his lovely pants under him. When the bed sheet is squeezed to the point of wrinkle, the tips of his toes are contorted with pain and pleasure. When tears of pleasure and begging fall down those alluring gazes.

So sweet that he just wants to keep his lover forever in his mouth, letting him melt at the tip of his tongue, forever intertwined and inseparable.

With a deep thrust, the lovers drunk in the wine of love fall to the edge of utter pleasure. Theodore panted, iridescent tears sliding down in an incessant groan. Theodore gently wraps his hands around Alderic’s neck, hiding the melancholy on the firm shoulder. “If we have to sacrifice, can you sacrifice me?”

"Why does it have to be you, not me?” The emerald eyes look at him softly… Too soft, that can easily melt him. Placing Theodore’s hand on his heart, he whispers, “Can you feel it? Can you feel how chaotic it beats for you? Every moment without you feels like an invincible hand squeezes my heart to ashes.” "You will never know how bad I want to be with you, how many mornings I want to get up with you in my arms, how many kisses I want to give you... And how many nights I have dreamed of you.” Tears fall from those sky-like eyes. This happiness, this love, was too beautiful to be true, too precious to be lost. Alderic gently kisses each tear, patiently embraces Theodore.

“I'm not a god to steal you from death, just someone who loves and loves you.”

If I have to go, then I'll hold your hand.

“I love you,” Theodore whispered to him. Alderic replied with a slow and tender kiss, sucking on the small lips, thrusting his tongue into his wet mouth, entwining his mind, comforting him with all his love, all the thoughtfulness he had. “Theo.” He called softly like a divine prayer. The love of his life smiled gently with such serene expression. At this moment, in his eyes, he was not a general who ruled over thousands. He was not a man who lost his way home, a child desperate for love. He was not a sinner fleeing a wrongful death sentence.

He was just Alderic, his companion, his lover, his.

Ignoring the screaming cold wind, ignoring the world outside, not willing to let go, the lovers shared the warmth of utter love and coddling. Cuddling until dawn, drowning in burning pleasure just to embrace the loved ones into the realm of dreams.