34 Chapter 31

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"Charlie's cake was as delicious as I was told." The commander of Wintern knights, Fredrick, smiled meaningfully as he looked into a pair of familiar blue eyes. Its owner was teary, panting for breath and trembling, with anger mostly. "I think I went a little too hard on you." The commander brushed his long, black hair away from his face, wiping the single tear that threatened to fall down from his eyes with his thumb. (Ref: Chapter 19)

"You think?! Ha!" He sat up in the bed, barely, that is. His hands refused to hold up the slight weight of his lean body and trembled, trying to stay upright. However, his pride was too big to lie down on his back again, especially when that big man beside him was shamelessly chuckling at his struggles. His poor state was caused by him in the first place!

"Just who told you about such an obscene play?" He demanded the truth. He was having a peaceful day working alone in the office, and was planning to continue doing the same, until the commander showed up unannounced, with a cake, and pounced on him without warning.

"It was your precious brother who suggested it." Fredrick replied without thinking. It was true, though. Derek was bragging about the act all afternoon. And even though Fredrick knew he was just egging him on purpose, he could not wait to try everything Derek told him.

"Just what kind of stuff are you teaching my brother?" he glared at the commander. He knew Fred was crazy, but now he was spreading it to Derek and he did not approve of it.

"Don't look at me like that. He said it'll be delicious if eaten this way." the commander protested. even if he left Derek's matter aside, the amount of hard work (and begging) he had to do in order to get a small cake baked by Charlie was insane. To be precise, it was Pathetic!

"Have you started lying now? Derek doesn't like sweet things. He'd never suggest something like this. It's not my brother's but your head which is in the gutter. And again, just what kind of conversation are you having with my brother?"

Seeing that his annoyance was skipping levels with every passing second, the commander didn't hesitate to grab his arms and pull him to his chest and caging him with his hands. Trying to calm a full grown man was not that easy but then again, he had been doing this for years.

"Come on Leon. Alright, I am sorry for going overboard. I won't do it again. Trust me." He whispered. The duke flinched as his mouth was too close to his ears. He could feel something hard poke his back that was pressed against the commander's chest.

"Liar!" Leon pouted. Fredrick was ready to get playful again and he could see that coming. He struggled to free himself while he still had some energy in him, which made his partner chuckle.

It only took Fredrick a finger's flick to have Leon moaning in his arms. "It's swollen." he said kissing it, then pinched Leon's swollen red bud, forcing a moan to escape his mouth.

"Tha- ah! That's because you kept biting it!" Leonard protested. He trembled as the commander continued to inflict torture upon him with his fingers.

"That's true. That is why I'll help you soothe them as well." Fredrick was fast with his hands, turning Leonard around so that his object of interest was in front of his eyes. his nipples had become really red and were of course swollen considering the amount of chewing they had experienced alongside the cake that was now filling commander's belly.

"No need! You are just going to make it worse." Leon pushed away at his chest but was no match for the commander, who removed his hands from between them and pinned them above his head.

"What do you mean, no need? It hurts me to see you in pain. And a little spit can heal everything. Trust me!"

'Trust? Ha!' Leon thought. Just how can he ask to trust him twice within a minute? He breaks his words far too easily to earn any trust, especially in bed.

Needless to say, Leon could not continue to think anymore because Fred had already attacked him with his mouth. He sucked on the tender flesh, teasing it softly with his teeth without biting. He didn't forget to blow cool wind on it with his mouth, earning both shivers and moans from Leonard that pleased his ears.

The duke cried in pleasure. It was painful, of course, but it was better than anything he had ever experienced. Perhaps it was the heat that was growing inside his stomach, or the fiery golden eyes that were looking into his blue ones with hunger, Leonard couldn't calm down anymore. With every flick of the commander's tongue, he would shudder with anticipation.

Fredrick noticed the change in mood as well, and he was quick to act on it. His hardness, which had only been rubbing on Leonard's thigh until now, found its place in between his legs.

"This place is swollen as well." the reddish skin twitched as he grazed it with his fingers.

"You were never really sorry, were you?" the duke suddenly pointed out his apology from earlier. His voice was weak and ragged but it made the commander chuckle in affirmation.

"I'm sorry." Fredrick said, kissing his cheeks but his golden eyes were ravenous. He prodded his hole with his thing and thrusted his hips without a second's delay.

"Liar!" Even though he had accommodated Fredrick pretty easily, the pain broke his trance without mercy. However, he didn't want to go back now. He had admitted it years ago that he liked this pain.

Leon managed to free his hands from the commander's grip, and using it, he tugged on Fredrick's neck, pulling him in for a kiss. Of course, he replied hungrily. Every time he rocked his hips, he brought out lewdness hidden within Leon till he could no longer control his voice.

The duke wondered how his vassals would react if they saw him in this state, moaning and clinging to a man who satisfied his desires using his insides. It was something he wished he never came to know because they'd probably be happier to light both of their bodies on fire.

"It seems I'll have to work harder to make you focus." Fredrick said. He held Leon's waist, turning him around to face the sheets. "Tell me, what were you thinking? About that bitter smile on your face? Do you hate this?"

"Uhhng." the duke just moaned in reply. He couldn't dare to spill a word about his thoughts, as they may be off-putting for Fredrick. The commander didn't pursue it any further.

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