The Royal Military Academy's Impostor Owns a Dungeon [BL] novel Chapter 736

Chapter 736: The Wolf Beneath the Skin (M)

Luca had a question.

A simple one.

But very important. Or at least very important for his current survival.

Just how did the guides of Tesseris ever complete their guiding like this?!

Because sitting at the edge of his own undoing, Luca was starting to understand exactly why it felt impossible to guide rampaging espers.

It was like a competition.

And clearly, the one with his head tipped back, lips parted in a trembling moan, wasn’t winning.

"Hahh..."

That was him.

And that sound had slipped out far too easily.

He had lost from the very first contact.

Worse, it wasn’t even because he made a mistake. It was because his husband had shown a different side of himself. One Luca wasn’t prepared for.

And if Luca thought his husband was wolfish before, well, now he was certain that his beloved still had a sheepskin on!

Moreover, he should’ve known something was wrong when the prince adjusted his position!

The way Xavier first gripped his left thigh, then dragged that large hand inward, tracing across the sensitive skin of his inner thigh, had Luca stilling in place.

Then that same cold palm followed the small tremor of muscle beneath his skin before switching to the other side.

Locked in place, the little guide’s breath hitched as his husband’s other hand wandered upward, fingers skimming over the trembling thigh before settling to cup the round curve of his backside.

He swallowed hard, trying to focus on his guiding, but the moment he tried to draw breath again, he felt it—one finger, colder and unyielding, brushing the tight ring of flesh it shouldn’t be near.

"Ah—!"

The sound came out broken, part gasp, part plea. His body flinched but didn’t move away.

Every nerve lit up at once. It wasn’t pain, not quite; it was a shock, a sudden contrast.

The heat inside him clashed with the frigid touch that now explored him with terrifying focus.

The chill hit so suddenly that Luca gasped, back arching as a shiver ran up his spine. His entire body tensed at once.

Was it just the temperature?

Or maybe it was because he had become too sensitive. His own arousal had made his skin feel thinner, too easily swayed. He had tried to focus on guiding. Tried to find the rhythm again. Tried to breathe through the thick fog that was clouding his thoughts.

But then—

Lick.

"—!"

A single flick of the tongue.

Luca’s entire body froze. Or at least he tried to freeze. But instead, his body twitched.

His legs jerked slightly, unsure whether to retreat or press forward.

"W-wait, what—"

He twisted slightly, voice shaky, only to be silenced by a second, slower lick that left no room for confusion.

Xavier wasn’t just touching him.

He was tasting him.

Xavier was—

He was—

Oh stars.

He was doing it again.

"Ahh—Xavier, wait, I—!"

Another lick silenced him.

Bolder this time. More deliberate. It dragged across the same place, drawing a helpless, high-pitched moan from his lips.

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