The Royal Military Academy's Impostor Owns a Dungeon [BL] novel Chapter 1025

Chapter 1025: No Bullying Allowed

And yet, how did someone who supposedly had everything going for him end up cornered by insurmountable difficulties he created himself?

Well, that would be because the newly bonded adjutant was annoyingly competent.

He was well-organized and kept track of transgressions and agendas as if they were second nature. Which meant there was no escaping the very obvious origin of this situation.

And as the universe would’ve expected, it had all to do with Ollie and his big mouth.

Technically, it wasn’t even a big mouth. For what the blonde came equipped with was those small, soft, delicate lips.

But apparently that didn’t matter when his tongue had a mind of its own. That same unstoppable tongue had now landed him in front of a floor-to-ceiling glass panel, very much trapped, while his newly acquired husband demonstrated—quite thoroughly—how couples could "deepen their relationship."

"!!!"

Oliver Mylor—who, for the record, had apparently become Oliver Nox pending paperwork—had tried to run.

He really did.

A valiant attempt. Brave, even.

But unfortunately, completely useless.

The moment he twisted around to escape, he was caught effortlessly.

"Ah! Wait—!"

"Mn?"

Kyle’s voice came low, right next to his ear, his arms already locked around Ollie’s body from behind.

"Earlier," he murmured, far too close, "you said you wanted to learn the look for seduction, didn’t you?"

The blonde’s bright eyes went wide.

He did say that. He absolutely did.

But why did it sound so dangerous coming from Kyle?

"You—!" The mop sputtered, face heating up.

"How can you say it like that?!"

"Can’t you say it in a nicer way?" he added, already sounding a little desperate as he tried—again—to escape.

It didn’t work.

Kyle, the man that he was, didn’t budge. Not even a little.

Like a wall, he stayed right where he was, completely unmoved, already exploiting his unfair mastery of Little Star 101. His hand shifted just slightly—

Right to that sensitive waist.

And that was it.

Ollie froze helplessly.

Kyle’s hand that had held him close moved, with one sliding up to the side of Ollie’s neck to hold him in place in a way that was firm and surprisingly exciting, but never threatening. His other arm wrapped around the blonde’s waist, a broad palm spreading across his torso as he pulled him flush against him.

The contact alone had the flailing star blushing from head to toe.

"H-Hey!" Ollie squeaked.

"Is this how you handle your wife? Shouldn’t it be gentler?"

He made such complaints, but even as he said it, he knew it didn’t make sense. There was no way to be any gentler than this and still keep him upright.

"Ah, about that," Kyle murmured into his hair, voice low and almost apologetic.

"This first-time husband might need a few pointers on how to hold his wife. Forgive me."

But despite his words, his hold didn’t loosen. If anything, it settled more naturally.

"It seems we’ll have to practice more. But my dear, because if I hold you any gentler, won’t you just end up on the floor?"

...He would.

Ollie knew he would.

For some reason, his legs had already turned to jelly. The soft kind. Like those fruit jellies he loved so much.

This had to be Kyle’s fault.

He had been cute, strong (not), and perfectly capable before all this. But now his legs weren’t working, his face was burning, and his body...

His body was even worse.

Determined to salvage at least some dignity, Ollie tried to adjust his position. He wiggled slightly, hoping to find a stable footing so he could tell his man to let go and prove he could stand just fine.

Instead, that movement brought his hips straight into contact with Kyle’s lower body.

And—

Oh.

Oh no.

His sincere attempt at recovery had turned into something else entirely.

A low, sharp hiss came from behind him that resulted in Ollie’s own body stiffening in surprise.

"Now, now," Kyle’s voice dropped, deeper this time, the sound vibrating against his back.

"If you keep doing that, we would really end up getting to know each other better right here in the living room."

"!!!"

"W-Wait!" the blonde rightfully panicked.

"I think we already know each other really well! Don’t you already know everything about me?!"

The words tumbled out in a rush, completely unfiltered, as Kyle’s hold tightened just a little.

Up until that point, he thought he was doing so well, but he’d clearly jinxed himself.

Because the moment Kyle leaned in and pressed a slow, lingering kiss against the sensitive skin at the back of his neck, Ollie let out a sound that surprised them both.

"Hngh—!"

The unfamiliar sound slipped out before he could stop it.

Both of them stilled.

Ollie’s eyes widened in abject mortification.

Where did that come from?!

He tried to cover his mouth in shock, but Kyle spoke first.

"How could I possibly know everything about you," Kyle murmured, clearly amused, "when I didn’t even know you could make a sound like that?"

"Waaah! I—I’ve made sounds like that before!"

"Oh? Really?" Kyle teased, his breath warm against his skin. "How come I didn’t know about it?"

Eh?

Huh?

What...?

Instead, it looked... disappointed. 𝚏𝗿𝗲𝐞𝚠𝕖𝐛𝗻𝗼𝐯𝕖𝚕.𝚌𝗼𝗺

Oh.

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