There's No Love In the Deathzone (BL)-Chapter 446 - 439. A Course Meal Atop the Ocean (M)

"There’s a mall and a lot of souvenir stores..."

"Do we need to bring anything like that to Deathzone?"

"There’s an arcade and entertainment center..."

"I don’t know how to play those."

"There’s a casino?"

"Radia said I shouldn’t gamble.

"There’s...a pool and...diving course..."

"You said I shouldn’t do it before I can swim decently."

"Umm..."

Zein chuckled at the esper who ran out of distraction. He came closer and stroked the bronze cheek. "Why? Do you not want to be with me, alone, in this room?"

It had been two hours after the cruise ship was sailing. Zein had spent enough time looking around the place that almost seemed like a mini city rather than a hotel. Naturally, Bassena wouldn’t just book any cruise, but the best available. Their room was not any different from the presidential suite in the resort, complete with, to Zein’s elation, a noise-cancellation system.

But he had been living in Althrea, so what was the point of visiting a mini city? He just wanted to see how it felt like sleeping above the water, and being surrounded by water. Rather than the stores, the arcades, or the restaurant, he’d rather be on the deck where he could see the ocean, or in their room, where they could also see the ocean.

While doing other things.

Bassena looked up while calming his beating heart, even though his hands were already on the guide’s waist. "Just...I don’t want you to regret it later..."

Zein raised his brow and pushed the esper down as he straddled the man. "Are you telling me this might be regretful?"

"No, but--" Bassena bit his lips, flush spreading on his cheek. "We won’t be able to enjoy it for the next few years, so..."

Zein placed his hands beside the esper’s face and smiled. "Exactly," he whispered. "I don’t know how much we can do this in that place, so..." he leaned down until their lips were just a breath away from each other. "I should have my fill before we go, no?"

Bassena groaned as his face turned redder and redder. "This is bad..." he whispered back. "You are bad..."

Bad for his sanity, truly, this overly assertive Zein with lust written all over the gleaming blue eyes and the pretty, alluring smirk.

"Baby," that seductive, melodious voice coaxed him again, whispering in his ear now. "Just this time, I won’t tell you to hold back."

The amber eyes flew open, and in the next second, Zein found himself getting flipped to the mattress.

"No?"

"Uh-huh."

"I can do whatever I want?"

"Yeah."

The amber eyes gleamed as the chain tying his restraint came loose. "I can bite you? I can tie you up?"

"Anything," Zein caressed the now eager face of the esper. "You can do anything."

Anything started with a kiss; hard, aggressive, passionate. And seemed like it was never-ending. Bassena did nothing but kiss the guide; intertwining their tongue, licking every spot that made Zein shudder and shiver in delight. His hand was firmly on Zein’s nape and waist, never moving, but Zein felt like he was being caressed all over.

The kiss was dizzying, veracious for a minute, and then soft and gentle, before it turned ravaging again. Holding onto the esper’s back, Zein couldn’t help the jolt of his lower body; his heels scratching the sheets as heat was pooling and pooling in his abdomen. The friction caused by their rubbing crotches eventually sent him to the edge and beyond.

Eyes blown wide and panting from the sensation, he looked at Bassena, who was pulling up and licking his lips. Zein had thought about it before, that he might be able to come just from Bassena’s kisses, but...he didn’t think it would really happen. Not before.

They didn’t even use guiding.

Bassena kissed the guide’s dazed face softly, gently, following the flush spreading from the cheek to the fair neck. "How’s that for an appetizer?"

Zein blinked and raised his hand to stroke the platinum hair. It was indeed...increased his appetite. Not that he lacked them before. "Well..." he grabbed the bright curl to pull the esper’s face so he could see the mischievous eyes that were now barred from any hesitation. "I’m looking forward to the main course."

Bassena smirked, but he didn’t get to the main course, not yet. They flirted with each other’s bodies as they got rid of any articles preventing them from exploring each other’s skin. Caressing the scars, rubbing the throbbing muscles, and feeling the racing pulse, they drank each other’s presence with glee.

The esper’s skillful lips and tongue were now descended upon the guide’s fair skin; visiting every scar and beauty mark with kisses and licks, sucking until Zein was moaning and his skin was covered in blooming dark red. Bassena went all the way down, and licked the leftover release still clinging to Zein’s erection.

To Zein’s surprise, he did not stop there.

Bassena moved even lower, sucked the throbbing genitals, and lifted the guide’s hips. Zein let out a sharp gasp as his ass was hanging in the air, and Bassena was burying his mouth there. The moment he felt a tongue on his rim, Zein’s hand flew to grab the platinum curl. But the amber eyes only flicked at him with a gaze that said ’you said I can do anything’.

Zein clasped his mouth as a high-pitched moan that was so unlike him came out of his mouth the moment that tongue slipped past his entrance. It was like discovering a new piece of himself because what is that? What is this? What kind of sensation is this?

His mind churned out unanswered questions as Bassena licked his inside like he would lick his mouth; sensual and precise. It was new, it was overwhelming, and Zein had no idea whether we liked it or not. All he knew was that it made him grip the platinum curl tight and arch his back as he clawed on the sheet with his other hand.

"B-Bass..."

His free mouth couldn’t even scream at this point, couldn’t let out any sound but a weak call even though his lips were parted and his eyes were blown open. It was worse--worse than being deepthroated by Bassena’s warm mouth. It got his heart racing and his nerves ablaze. It was wonderful.

And when he came, he didn’t. His brain felt like it was shot to oblivion, but there was nothing coming out of his twitching erection. It took a while until he stopped convulsing, and Bassena spent that time peppering the trembling legs with kisses and bites, spreading more of his marks.

All the while, he watched Zein’s flushed face and glazed eyes as the guide came down from the high. He caressed the clean abdomen, and Zein whined deliriously. "N-not yet..."

Bassena laughed and pulled the guide up into his lap. Zein groaned and held onto the broad shoulder, laying his head there while mumbling the word ’crazy’ over and over again.

"What are you talking about, honey?" Bassena patted the scarred back and smiled against Zein’s neck. "We’re not even having the main course yet."

Despite saying that, Bassena did nothing but caress the guide’s back. Zein blinked slowly, looking down at the pulsing shaft that hadn’t got any release. Right. It was he who wanted this; to get fucked during the remaining vacation. It wouldn’t be fair, no, if he asked to stop just twenty-five minutes in.

Zein raised his head and kissed the esper in apology, standing on his knees while stroking the already throbbing erection. Bassena grabbed the guide’s waist and took a sharp breath as his nerves were being lit all at once. Slowly, Zein lowered himself and sheathed Bassena inside himself.

"Haa..." Bassena exhaled heavily, pressing his lips on Zein’s collarbone. This time, it was the guide’s turn to drive him crazy; clenching tight and moving up and down with renewed vigor, as if he didn’t just beg weakly for a rest a minute before.

And he didn’t just move mindlessly, but twisted his hips so Bassena could graze and hit all kinds of buttons inside him. He moaned alongside Bassena’s groan, and at one point, Bassena had gripped his back and waist and moved on his own, furthering both of their pleasure.

As the heat climbed higher and higher along his spine to the base of his skull, Zein gripped bruises to Bassena’s thigh. The next moment he knew, he was on his back again, gasping as Bassena moved faster and harder than Zein could before. It went deep, now that Bassena knew which direction he had to take to not hurt Zein, and as he got more proficient with it, he was no longer hesitating in his movement.

As the pleasure peaked and Zein let out a shameful moan, he arched his neck and his eyes fell into the sight of the vast blue ocean, propelling himself over the edge and once more, he came as Bassena let out a deep groan and pulled out in time, joining his release with a puddle of white in Zein’s abdomen.

Panting heavily, Bassena looked at Zein, who was quiet as his eyes stared outside the window. He crawled up and stroked the guide’s cheek, leaned down to whisper. "You like the ocean that much?" he chuckled. "Then let’s make sure you can see it clearly while we move to the next course."

Zein blinked and turned toward the mischievous smile hovering above him. "...huh?"