Help, I'm in Another World and All the Men Are Are So Dangerous! [BL]-Chapter 241: Heat and Desire

The rubbing continued for a few seconds before Laxus, suddenly overwhelmed by urgency, kicked back his chair with enough force to send it flying as he hurriedly moved down to the floor.

"Hyaa! Uuh... s-stop... ah, stop it...!"

Rocco shivered violently as he was pushed down onto the cool floor.

But the intense heat radiating from his core quickly spread through his entire body, washing away the chill that had momentarily overtaken him.

The moment Laxus pulled him into a tight embrace, that heat flared up even more, growing impossibly intense.

"Hah... haa... Rocco, my Rocco... hey, have you hit puberty yet?"

"Nngh... p-pube...? Hah... I-I haven’t... not yet...!"

"Ahaha, I see, I see... Damn, I’m really getting excited... This might be seriously bad...!"

Laxus’s hand tightened as he rubbed their dragons together.

All he could do was gasp, overwhelmed by the almost violent motion, as if Laxus was trying to wipe away every trace of sensation.

Eventually, Laxus let out a low groan, his hips convulsing sharply. ƒrēewebnoѵёl.cσm

"Kh...!"

"Ahh!"

Suddenly, something spurted out from both him and Laxus.

His own release was barely a trickle, no more than a few drops of spilled paint.

However, Laxus’s was different—rather than a spurt, it was more of a thick gush, an overwhelming amount, as if an entire water bottle had been tipped over.

Naturally, with that much liquid, it splattered all over Rocco’s body as he lay on the floor.

Laxus’s release had even reached past Rocco’s stomach and chest, landing near his lips.

A few stray drops ended up in his mouth, leaving him deeply uncomfortable.

The taste was... strange, to say the least.

An odd, indescribable flavor.

"Ugh, gross... it’s so bitter... bleh, pfft."

As Rocco spat it out, the room was silent for a few seconds—until suddenly, Laxus moved.

Without warning, he pressed a kiss to Rocco’s lips.

W-wait, now’s not the time... His mouth still tasted awful!

Without a word, Laxus’s tongue slipped past his lips, swirling against his own, running over his teeth.

It was hard to breathe.

"Mmph—! Hah, haah...!"

"Nn... haah..."

As Rocco gasped for air, his chest rising and falling, Laxus’s hand moved without hesitation, gently stroking over his skin.

Even that gentle touch made Rocco’s body twitch, his tears began to welling up in his eyes.

Thanks to the overwhelming stimulation from earlier, his body had become far too sensitive...

"Rocco... Rocco. My baby Rocco."

Hearing Laxus’s unusually serious voice, he hesitantly opened his eyes, which had been cast downward.

Laxus’s feverish gaze softened into a slight curve, and in a voice laced with quiet joy, he whispered: "Congratulations on your first time. Now, we can do even more things that feel good."

—It was supposed to be just a fun, innocent bath.

How had things ended up like this?

That thought barely had time to form before Laxus started rubbing against him again.

Any sense of composure he had regained crumbled instantly.

The air around them remained thick with lingering heat, refusing to settle.

...

After climaxing multiple times from the friction, Rocco was utterly exhausted and collapsed in a daze by the time he was satisfied.

Laxus carefully washed Rocco’s body who is now covered in both of their fluids, before lifting him up and bringing him into the bath.

As if it were the most natural thing in the world, he held him in a close, in the face-to-face position and pressing their bodies together, even in the warm water.

Even during their bath, Laxus’s hands never ceased their mischievous movements, which preventing Rocco from fully relaxing and enjoying the luxurious Del Fiore family bathhouse.

Just before he became lightheaded from the heat, they finally left the bath.

However, as expected, he couldn’t move at all, so Laxus took care of everything—from drying his body to dressing him.

Although Rocco wasn’t sure why, Laxus seemed to be in an exceptionally good mood as he fussed over him.

And so, their bath time came to an end, and now, as always, Laxus carried him back to his room.

Judging by the way Laxus silently made his way toward the bed, it seemed like it was time to sleep.

Well, today had been exhausting, after all.

Just as Rocxo nodded to himself in agreement, a sudden sweet scent tickled his nose, making him blink in surprise.

"...Hm? Laxus, something... smells weird...?"

The scent was sweet, reminiscent of honey or liquor, and the more Rocco inhaled it, the dizzier he felt, as though intoxicated.

Was it some kind of incense meant to help with sleep?

As he tilted his head in curiosity, Laxus gently laid him down on the bed.

However, instead of lying down beside him, Laxus moved to hover over his body.

"Mm... Laxus? You’re... not going to sleep...?"

His question was muffled by a yawn, but Laxus simply smiled, a soft yet playful expression on his face, as he casually tugged at Rocco’s robe, loosening it.

"What are you talking about, Rocco? We promised to play together tonight, didn’t we? I’m not letting you sleep just yet."

"Play...? But we already..."

"Huh? Don’t tell me you’re satisfied with just that? I still want more."

As he spoke, Laxus’s hand gently cupped his most sensitive area, causing him to tense up instinctively.

He weakly squirmed in resistance, but Laxus pretended not to notice it, his hand keep stroking and teasing him insistently.

Although his body had begun to settle from earlier, another overwhelming wave of pleasure rippled through him, melting him into a helpless, trembling mess once again.

As soon as a small amount of fluid escaped himLaxus lifted his dazed body and sat him upright on the sheets.

His head spun, making him sway unsteadily, but Laxus’s firm hands supported him from behind like a backrest.

Sleepiness weighed heavily on him, but what was Laxus planning now?

"Rocco, Rocco. Let’s touch each other, okay? Come on, touch me too, please. You just have to wrap your hands around it, that’s all."