The Royal Military Academy's Impostor Owns a Dungeon [BL] novel Chapter 737

Chapter 737: Of Wolves and Guides (M)

Out in Zone Four, humans and even sentient mechas alike were extremely busy with the cleanup.

It had definitely been challenging to get one rebellious little system to follow. Still, after months of forced practice, one guardian mecha had learned how to deal with his—unfortunately or fortunately—permanent companion.

And so getting him to come hadn’t been as difficult.

But what do you know?

Like host, like system. Because in one corner of the dungeon space, one supposedly working host was also on the verge of it.

And how badly did Luca want to come undone?

So bad that he was just about to move his own body.

The trembling was intense, and Luca’s panting was making him feel like he was the one rampaging.

Then again, maybe he was. Because, in truth, Luca had become even more sensitive since he’d been trying to take in the compromised energy from Xavier.

And it was making him really greedy.

Because that was a more familiar energy for him, just way more aggressive—like it wanted to have its way with Luca.

If only that sounded threatening to him instead of inviting. Because to the guide who was realizing a few things about himself and his husband, nothing seemed to be more enticing than allowing his beloved to actually have his way with him.

Like right now.

Like how his Xavier was now doing exactly what he probably always wanted to do.

"Ngh!"

The way his chest rubbed against his husband’s chiseled body got Luca shivering, but he let it because Xavier’s supposedly destructive energy was dragging him forward, guiding him towards that imposing member standing at attention.

"!!!"

It surprised him, but it intensified that growing feeling of satisfaction and reassurance in his chest.

So he didn’t hesitate.

He opened his mouth and took him in, tongue sliding along the length while his hips pressed back against Xavier’s upper body.

And sure enough, that unholy tongue returned to Luca’s hole, licking and teasing with renewed vigor.

Meanwhile, Luca, who hadn’t been allowed release, just kept on twitching and praying, especially as his husband decided to intensify things.

A finger pressed against Luca’s entrance and pushed inside unexpectedly, sliding in beside his tongue.

Luca’s breath hitched; thankfully, his mouth wasn’t wrapped around his husband’s shaft. The stretch was sudden, deep, and shockingly intimate. His whole body shuddered, a raw sound catching in his throat as the finger curled inside him.

"Hnngh!"

He thought he wouldn’t survive.

But maybe, in instinctive consideration, the prince decided to just stick with his fingers now.

He moved with a steady rhythm, thrusting his finger in and out, rough enough that the slick sounds filled the room. Luca’s hips twitched, chasing the touch, needing more despite the intensity.

When a second finger joined, Luca’s soft gasp turned into a broken moan.

"Ha-aah...Xavier! Hahhn!"

The twin digits scissored and pressed until every nerve was lit aflame.

It wasn’t polite anymore.

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