A Promise Sealed

“I-I gave it to you! So many times….”

“A lifetime wouldn’t be enough.”

…I forgot. He acts like a beast dying from a lack of mating every time. I swallowed my ragged breath at the sensation of him slowly rubbing my wet entrance, his body blanketing my back.

“Ah, hngh, u-unngh…!”

We had been at it for hours, yet the man showed no signs of fatigue.

As if trying to make up for the past three months all at once, he clung to me tightly with no thought of letting go.

Thwack, thwack, unable to withstand the upward thrusts, I pressed my cheek against the bed, and he persistently followed, rubbing his lips against my shoulder blade while thrusting his hips. It felt like being dough pounded on a rock.

Half giving up, I lay flat as if doing a deep bow, receiving his member, when he slipped his hand down to my lower abdomen, gently rolled it around my clitoris, and suddenly pressed down hard.

“Ahnng…! Mmph.”

“Why block it? It sounds nice.”

I bit my hand hard at the embarrassing moan that escaped me, and the man with his lips near my ear grumbled in dissatisfaction.

“I like it when you cry like a beast. Bi.”

While I was panting, huff, with one arm braced, he pressed close behind me, slowly licking my earlobe with his tongue, and whispered.

“Hnngh ngh…. Ah….”

“Because it seems like you’re becoming like me.”

Smooch, squelch, I couldn’t tell if this wet sound was him kissing my ear or the sound of us joining down below.

Trapped under the man’s body, which covered me as I lay on all fours like a beast, I endured the pounding thrusts from behind.

“Hngh, ngh,” my unmanageable tongue parted and fluttered, and from behind, the man slipped his finger into my mouth.

After my vision flashed white about three times like that.

His testicles, which had been relentlessly slapping against my buttocks, pressed exceedingly close. I squeezed my eyes shut at the sensation of my entrance stretching taut.

Without fail, along with his ejaculation, the man swelled the root of his member.

“Nngh, mmph….”

I lay prone, trembling at the sensation of the connection point and my lower abdomen bulging, and he pressed tightly against my back.

As if to prevent even a single drop from leaking, he firmly grabbed my lower abdomen with his palm and pulled me against him. So close that I could even feel the shaft twitching as it expelled semen.

“Hug me, Bi.”

“Wai, wait, not yet, if you move…!”

“Come up top. It’ll be more comfortable for you.”

After finishing his long ejaculation, the man lifted me and placed me on top of his chest. Because he knows from experience that this posture puts the least strain on me, as we have to be locked like this for a while.

“Ah, hnngh….”

Even though the posture was briefly adjusted, I felt like a bottle opener being twisted open.

Unable to get used to the foreign sensation no matter how many times we did it, I rubbed my forehead against his shoulder as if pressing it down, and he lifted my cheek and asked.

“Is it very painful.”

“…Nngh, no, it’s not, exactly painful.”

“It’s not?”

“Ngh, I told you before. It feels like putting balls inside!”

‘Don’t keep asking if you’re not going to pull it out.’ As I grumbled lying on his chest, he hugged my back tightly and laughed lowly.

“Ah, hngh, stop la, laughing…!”

The slight vibration of our touching bodies pressed down on the already sensitive connection point, making it overwhelming, and my heart fluttered at the sound of his laughter.

“I’m laughing because you’re cute, what.”

Chuckle, Karvan laughed softly, then pulled the blanket up to cover my lower back and said.

“I’m not teasing you.”

“…It keeps rubbing because you’re shaking.”

“Are you enduring such discomfort. Every time. For me.”

Looking at his satisfied smirk, I knew he would believe it even if I said no.

‘Think whatever you want,’ I sighed, nodded, and lay face down, and his large hand slowly stroked from the back of my head down to the small of my back.

The swish, swish sound of my hair being combed echoed in the room.

“I like you. Bi.”

My body must have stiffened at the sudden words without my realizing it.

The hand stroking the back of my head paused, then began to pat my back. Gently and sweetly, just like when he comforted me before.

“For a long time, more than you think.”

“…….”

“But. It’s difficult to express in the human way. I don’t know how much I should say so you won’t be afraid. So you won’t be scared and run away.”

At his somewhat gloomy-sounding voice, I lifted my head to check his expression, and the man was smiling faintly.

“Sometimes I wish, you could read my mind.”

No, I can tell now without him saying it.

Just how much he….

I stared intently into his full-moon-like eyes that clung to me like magnets, then lightly cupped his cheeks with both hands.

Smooch.

Silence flowed after the sound of our lips meeting and parting.

It was my first kiss for him. A kiss initiated of my own free will.

I was nervous he might scold me, saying ‘You’re giving me a childish kiss again’, but the man looked at me for a long time, then suddenly spoke.

“Dowongyeong. The paradise where peach blossoms bloom. Utopia.”

Is it similar to Shangri-La? As I listened quietly, the man gently tousled my hair and continued.

“It has been passed down among the Vargs as a place just like paradise. That’s why we struggled so desperately to reclaim it.”

He slowly gathered my cheek and pink hair together, stroking them, and murmured almost inaudibly.

“…But, there is no difference.”

“Why, is it much worse than you expected?”

Come to think of it, Midvalen doesn’t have much to see compared to its reputation.

As I agreed while fiddling with his fine silver-gray hair, he looked down at my face and chuckled.

His fiercely glowing eyes stared piercingly into mine.

“No. I, have already.”

One night. Just like when I was overwhelmed looking up at the large, unrealistic full moon, focus returned to his momentarily dazed eyes.

“I meant that I have been in Dowongyeong for a long time.”

He pulled the back of my head, pressing our foreheads together, and whispered.

“Bi, from the moment I met you. Always.”

I blinked open my eyes at the murky sunlight filtering in. The rhythmically rising and falling scarred chest filled my vision.

With a groan, I carefully moved the arm wrapped around my waist and sat up.

The man who had tormented me so much last night was fast asleep.

…This is definitely my bed in Midvalen, but it feels strange seeing a face that shouldn’t be here right in front of me.

It feels like a dream.

I rubbed my eyes a few times, then quietly reached out, swept up his disheveled hair, and barely touched the scar across his right eye.

‘How did you get that scar on your eye?’
‘It was from a Destroyer.’

I’ve wondered for a long time.

Who on earth could have left such a fatal scar on a man who looked like he wouldn’t bleed a drop even if stabbed, I always wondered.

But, that it was. Me.

“…Sorry.”

“What now.”

You startled me. As I pulled my hand away in fright, Karvan asked, moving only his lips while keeping his eyes closed.

“Are you feeling guilty or something.”

“…Of course I am. It must have hurt a lot.”

Of course, I didn’t know anything back then.

A piece of data that couldn’t possibly exist in reality. I thought he was just a mob in a fake world and did it without thinking, but… now.

“Why did I have to cut your eye of all things…. I’m sorry. Really.”

“You don’t need to be sorry. You just have to take responsibility.”

As I was rubbing the scar near his eye with a devastated face, as if I had just broken the screen of a newly purchased phone, the man chuckled and said.

“Since you publicly declared it yours like this, you should take it in and live with it.”

He propped his head up on both arms and spoke languidly.

“It is literally the ‘Stigma’ you engraved.”

Karvan, finishing his laugh-tinged words, slowly opened his eyes.

In his vertically slit golden pupils, my reflection holding my hand to his cheek was captured.

“Isn’t that right, Bi.”

His eyes, like moons risen high in the sky, stared at me persistently.

Instead of answering, I lowered my head and pressed my lips against his.

This time, it wasn’t a childish kiss, but deep and long, as if conveying my true feelings. Until I was out of breath and my heart beat uncontrollably fast.

“…It seems it is finally time to reclaim Dowongyeong.”

After a long exchange of feverish breaths, he whispered with satisfaction. His softly curved eyes looked like half-moons without a single shadow.

“The place where you and I belong.”

The wolf who used to look down on me arrogantly from atop a cliff had now pulled me up the cliff and stood me by his side.

As if this had been my place all along.

It was while I was endlessly looking into the full moon that had risen like that.

Knock, knock, knock!

I flinched and my shoulders trembled at the loud knocking sound.

“…….”

On the other hand, Karvan, who had been stroking my hair, showed clear signs of displeasure. He looked exactly like someone who had cold water poured on them just as they were about to fall into a sweet sleep.

• “Shinbi-nim. Are you still sleeping?”

The person was none other than the Empire Knight Commander, Loktis.

“…Huh? No! I’m awake! Why?”

Strange. The Coliseum is winding down, and the checkpoint isn’t short-handed anymore, so there’s no reason for him to come wake me up even if I oversleep.

• “That’s good. May I come in? I have a message to deliver.”

“N-no! Don’t come in!”

Puzzled, I yelled sharply as the doorknob began to turn.

“Sp-speak from there. What’s the matter?”

I answered loudly while pulling all sorts of blankets to bury Karvan, and the man just raised an eyebrow and stayed still.

• “His Majesty requests an audience. He said to come to the audience chamber as soon as you are ready.”

…Baalzeph is looking for me? I blinked in bewilderment while rolling Karvan in the blankets.

It was something I hadn’t expected at all.

“Does he want me to bring the Skollcat…. no, the Cat God?”

“No. He specifically called only for you, Shinbi-nim.”

“…Why?”

“Well, I don’t know that. Anyway, I delivered the message, alright? Don’t be late.”