The season had just begun when the leaves started to fall. It was the time when the trees in the garden gradually turned red. The heat had subsided, and everything was holding its breath for the new season.
In such a time, the emperor changed. And many noble residences that stood tall fell. Among them was the house of Nox Lynerio. The ancient family, which had continued more robustly than any other, was ruined by the hand of his father alone.
“No, it’s not just his fault.”
Nox smirked bitterly. He, too, had been deceived by Peltion, who had now become the emperor, and had been abandoned. He had no right to blame anyone as he was sitting there, unable to stand or sit properly, left in someone else’s room.
Creak.
At that moment, the bathroom door opened again. And out came Khalid, wearing a gown similar to Nox’s. Seeing Nox looking out the terrace window, Khalid spoke slowly but firmly.
“Even if you jump out like that, you’ll only break your leg.”
“Running away is not…”
Nox suddenly realized that his way of speaking was inappropriate.
“…an option.”
At those words, a crooked smile appeared on Khalid’s lips. Nox looked straight at him instead of lowering his head. He had many questions.
How had he lived since then? Was his life okay? …Did he resent him a lot? If so, how much did he resent him to keep him alive? There were so many things he couldn’t say out loud.
Nox looked at Khalid, who was wearing a gown similar to his own. What had he been wearing the first time they met? Yes, he had been wearing rusted armor that smelled of blood. Nox squinted slightly, unable to read his intentions. And Khalid walked over with large strides and grabbed Nox’s neck tightly.
“Gasp!”
“Why? Do you think you can see through me by looking at me like that?”
Khalid grabbed his neck with one hand and dragged him. Then he threw him onto the bed. Nox, who was suffocated, coughed briefly. But before the cough stopped, Khalid pressed down on his shoulder and climbed on top of him. Very slowly, but forcibly. Like a predator knowing there was no one to stop him.
Lying on the bed by force, Nox tried to get up by holding onto the bed. But the heavy body didn’t allow it. He couldn’t move. It was clear now that the child he once held was no longer a small child, which brought a strange sense of fear that pressed down on him.
“…Khalid?”
In his anxiety, he uttered a name he shouldn’t have. Khalid’s expression changed instantly. He immediately pressed Nox’s neck again, pinning him down onto the bed.
“That is not the title you should be calling me by.”
His voice was low and seething.
“You are not someone who can call me by that name.”
“……”
Nox bit his lips tightly. It felt as if the words he had said in the past were coming back to him. Looking down at the speechless Nox, Khalid lowered his head and whispered right in front of him.
“From today, this is your job.”
Letting go of Nox’s neck, Khalid straightened up and undid his gown. Nox, slowly exhaling the breath he had been holding, looked up at the man above him.
Khalid’s body, revealed from the shoulders, was covered in scars. His body looked firm, with thick arms and a visible waist. And…
“……”
Nox lost his words when he saw the large, erect member beneath him. He couldn’t believe that the child he once knew had grown up and was now aroused over him, who had fallen to the status of a slave. He instinctively tried to pull the sheet to escape, but the firm hand once again pressed down on his shoulder.
“If you resist, it will be an even more hellish experience.”
Nox stammered.
“No, this, this isn’t…”
This isn’t right. At those words, Khalid let go of the shoulder he was holding and grabbed his hair, pulling it back.
“Ugh…!”
“What isn’t?”
His words were whispered low.
“I brought you here for this.”
Nox felt suffocated. He had never thought Khalid would desire him. He had imagined being treated as a real slave, burdened with all kinds of labor, and being humiliated, but he had never thought he would end up in his bed. Nox gripped the sheet tightly with trembling hands.
“Please, Khalid. Don’t…”
He tried to say, “Don’t do this,” but his mouth was soon covered by Khalid’s large hand. A hand so big it covered both his nose and mouth, leaving him barely able to breathe. Nox instinctively scratched the back of his hand, twisting his shoulders to get away. But the more he struggled, the harder Khalid pressed down on him.
“I’ll tell you one last time.”
His words were spat out like a curse.
“You are not qualified to say my name.”
It sounded like a warning. Nox nodded with a flushed face, struggling to breathe. Khalid looked down at his face for a long time and didn’t remove his hand until he was almost out of breath. When he finally let go, Nox quickly gasped for air.
Cough, cough. Nox coughed several times due to the hurried breath, and then he saw Khalid undoing his gown. Slowly, the belt around his waist loosened and the gown slid down his body, revealing his naked body. Khalid scanned Nox’s exposed body and asked.
“How should you call me?”
“……”
Nox’s lips trembled. He thought he had accepted everything, but it seemed not. Noticing his hesitation, Khalid looked at Nox’s bruised cheek. It was a mark left by another man. Khalid clicked his tongue and raised his hand.
Smack!
Nox couldn’t even scream, widening his eyes at the sudden slap. The wound reopened, and he tasted blood inside his mouth. Nox had never imagined such a situation in his life. Naturally, his breath became rough and heavy. Khalid looked down at him coldly, raising his hand again as if to strike him once more.
“Again.”
“…Master.”
“That’s right.”
Khalid scratched Nox’s red cheek with his fingernail, recording every reaction of his trembling body.
How long had he waited for this moment? He swallowed hard and slowly stroked Nox’s body. The gown fell away, revealing a firm body. Khalid lightly ground his teeth.
A broad, muscular shoulder and a triangular pelvis, firm, muscular thighs. Everything about him was stimulating. Khalid growled softly and spread Nox’s legs.
“Wait, no…!”
Nox bit his lip as his private parts were exposed. He covered his eyes with both hands. He never expected to be treated this way, but he knew he had to comply if his master desired it. Yet, he couldn’t stop his feet from trembling. Khalid tightly gripped Nox’s trembling ankle and lifted it.
His body tilted, exposing Nox’s entrance. Nox felt his face flush with heat. He was old enough to know how men had intercourse. He instinctively tried to pull his captured ankle away. But his leg, held firmly in Khalid’s hand, couldn’t escape.
“Tsk.”
Khalid clicked his tongue. The hole was too small to accept him. But that also meant Nox had never been with another man. Khalid lightly stroked the dry entrance with his thumb. He felt the body tremble, the muscles tense. Khalid teased the area before pushing his finger inside the dry hole.
“Ah…!”
Nox gasped and bit his lip. The hole, tightly clenching Khalid’s finger, was completely dry. If only it could get wet like a woman’s. Nox was truly a slave requiring a lot of work.
Khalid clicked his tongue and pulled out a bottle of oil from the bedside drawer. The sweet scent wafted to Nox’s nose as the cap was removed. But to Nox, that sweet scent only brought a slight sense of fear. He realized that Khalid had indeed brought him here for this purpose from the beginning.
Khalid poured the oil generously between Nox’s legs. The oil was slippery and slightly lumpy. It slowly flowed down his skin to his entrance, tickling as it went. Nox’s legs drew closer together. Khalid gripped his legs tighter, spreading them apart, and made a sound.
“Stay still.”
The hole, still tightly clenching Khalid’s finger, was soaked in the oil. But that was just the surface; it didn’t penetrate deep into the inner walls.
