[BL] Accidentally Becoming the Healer of the Deranged Archduke-Chapter 269: Many Way To Make You Come (18+)

"You came so fast, Xion. But then again," Darius said, his low voice hoarse as he traced a finger along Xion’s trembling thigh. "I can think of many other ways to make you come again."

Long strands of silver hair spilled over Xion’s sensitive skin as he dipped his head, trailing open-mouthed kisses down the healer’s flushed tummy. His lips lingered over the small navel, planting a teasing nip that made Xion flinch and gasp.

Despite his urge to just ram his hard cock inside, Darius kept his fingers moving, stretching and curling inside the molten heat, coaxing the tight ring of muscle to relax.

Xion’s moans spilled unbidden, his breath stuttering with every gentle thrust. "D-Darius... give me a m-minute," he pleaded, voice trembling as the trail of kisses traveled upward, painting a path of fire over his bare chest.

"No," Darius was having a hard time holding back anymore. Patience was a virtue he rarely possessed when it came to Xion.

If he weren’t so concerned about his darling’s bottom, he would have... Just a bit more.

"You look good like this," he purred with adoration while giving a long lick to the left nipple. He did all this while staring right into those hazy blue eyes, wide and shimmering with tears of bliss.

The body under him quivered even more, silently begging for more touches. How could Darius, such a good lover, refuse his Xion’s request?

Even if the said request was never voiced out, it didn’t matter.

Smug. Darius looked so complacently smug at the thought that he was the one to give Xion such pleasure.

He lightly bit on the hard nipple, rolling it under his teeth before popping it inside to suck. Sure enough, he was rewarded by those tantalizing moans.

His knees slipped between Xion’s thighs, spreading them apart with ease as he continued to lavish attention on the other nipple.

Under the onslaught of heavy pleasure, Xion was going crazy.

Xion’s head tipped back, raven hair splaying across the pillow like a midnight halo.

"D-Darius..." His voice was a broken whisper, hands fluttering up to tangle in the Archduke’s hair, pulling, pushing, unable to decide if he wanted more or if it was simply too much.

Darius growled low in his throat, the sound reverberating against Xion’s chest. He bit down gently, just enough to make Xion’s back arch beautifully off the sheets.

His free hand continued its exploration, fingers slipping deeper into the wet hole, curling just right to brush against something that made Xion’s breath hitch again, a strangled moan tearing from his lips.

After properly abusing- ah, no... Loving the two delicate pink buds until they turned crimson, decorated with bite marks around them, Darius pulled his three fingers out from the gaping hole with a loud wet pop.

Xion’s breath was disoriented, his mind foggy, his lower body hungry for more.

The utter shame and need combined together into a hideous mess of pleasure and turned into soft sobs. Xion blinked his eyes to get rid of the wetness.

As his vision cleared up, he saw the Archduke standing at the edge of the bed, staring at him with fierce green eyes.

Darius threw the last bit of fabric from his body to some random corner of the room.

The sight of the Archduke in his full glory made Xion’s heart dive like a roller coaster.

That silver hair framed the most handsome face he had ever laid his eyes on, sweat dripping down his neck to his muscular chest, and further along his sculpted eight-pack like trails of molten chocolate... a seductive demon.

Xion gulped audibly, his sight tracing down, until...

His eyes widened when he saw the sheer size of the appendage he had accidentally teased.

There was no way that thing was going to fit in me!!!

The fear crowded his senses, and he instinctively tried to scoot back. Even more so, when Darius suddenly grabbed his ankle and dropped a pious kiss on it.

"You look so pretty like this," Darius’ gaze was like a serpent’s touch, slithering possessively over every inch of his prey’s marked skin.

He leaned down, kissing Xion’s parted lips. It was just a touch, a soothing kiss. "Bite on the pillow, Xion."

"Huh?" the confused kitten blurted out. What are we talking about here?

Soon, he knew what it was when two strong hands slid under his thighs and he was flipped onto his stomach like a pancake, his face pressed into the soft cushion.

With the heat coursing through his veins, he might just burn up at this rate.

Xion could hear the suppressed breathing behind him. "D-Darius? Can we s-slow down? How about another day?"

A hot body pressed on him from behind, peppering his back with featherlight kisses.

Xion barely had time to gasp as he found himself lifted up on all fours, his body trembling under the scalding touch that lingered along his bare back.

Large hands roamed possessively over Xion’s body, tracing the curve of his spine before sliding down to his hips and lifting him just enough to give Darius the perfect angle.

Xion stiffened, his heart pounding in his ears as he felt the Archduke leaning over, his warm breath against the back of his neck.

Those smirking lips brushed against the sensitive neck. "It is another day, darling," his voice rich and dripping with wicked satisfaction. His tongue flicked out, tracing the curve of Xion’s ear, nipping playfully at the lobe.

Then his teeth sank, leaving a new round of red marks blooming all over the delicate back.

His hands slid forward, palms skimming over Xion’s ribcage before coming to rest on his chest, his thumbs grazing the swollen buds he had marked just moments before.

Xion shuddered, his knees wobbling as Darius’ fingers rolled and tugged at his nipples without any gentleness until Xion forgot what he wanted to voice out.

A moan slipped free, high-pitched and unrestrained.

Darius smirked against his skin. "There it is," he whispered approvingly, his hands sliding back to grip Xion’s hips, fingertips pressing possessively into the tender flesh.

Pulling the thin waist up slightly, adjusting his posture until Xion’s ass was perfectly angled, his chest sinking into the mattress.