The Royal Military Academy's Impostor Owns a Dungeon [BL] novel Chapter 1033

Chapter 1033: Fulfilled (M)

The blonde’s growing list of new experiences had once again expanded in a way he’d never expected.

The sudden, wet heat and the flick of Kyle’s tongue against the bud sent a jolt of electricity straight to Ollie’s core, causing him to shudder in a daze of pure sensation.

"Haaaaah!"

Ollie shuddered, his breath catching as it turned into a soft, helpless sound he couldn’t hold back. His body squirmed instinctively, caught between wanting to pull away and not wanting it to stop.

For a moment, everything else faded.

The unfamiliar stretch and the daunting feeling between his legs were forgotten, replaced entirely by the maddening rhythm of Kyle’s mouth and the firm, possessive grip of his hands.

Well, at least... that had been the case until—

A squelching sound managed to rise above the blonde’s moans, shocking Ollie as his inside suddenly felt extremely full.

"!"

His eyes flew open, wide and stunned as the realization hit him.

Kyle had really pushed in.

Ollie felt it—every inch of it—and his body tensed immediately, caught off guard by how much there was to take in all at once. It was unfamiliar, overwhelming, and far more than he’d expected.

He was just about to run his mouth in a frantic protest—really, he was—

But then he caught sight of the expression on his husband’s face and everything stalled.

Kyle looked... different.

Completely undone in a way Ollie had never seen before. There was a kind of raw, unguarded expression on his face, something almost reverent, as if he had just stepped into something he’d been waiting for without even realizing it.

It was such a pure look that left Ollie momentarily stunned.

He likely had a lot of important things to say earlier, but in the face of something like that, how could he not get caught up?

But it was only for a moment, as it didn’t take long before he realized why his husband looked so transformed.

Because right as he took a deep breath to steady his heart, he felt something even more intimate than having Kyle inside him like that.

A wave of tingling sensation spread through him, subtle at first, then steadily building and heading straight for his core. It was definitely different from his spiritual energy, and should have alarmed him out of his mind.

But instead of being uncomfortable and afraid, his body welcomed it with an all-too-satisfied sigh, as if it had been waiting a lifetime for this homecoming.

Kyle gathered Ollie’s face in his hands, his thumbs stroking over flushed cheeks in an attempt to offer reassurance.

Then he leaned down, closing the distance between them without hesitation.

Their lips met in a needy kiss that screamed longing.

It was as if it didn’t matter that they’d been together all this time, because even then it still felt like all that time couldn’t ever be enough.

Their breaths mingled unevenly and unsteadily in desperation, a silent vow to be even closer than they already were. It was a kiss of endless reassurance, locking them both in the heat of the moment.

If someone were to ask the blonde to describe what he was currently feeling, he honestly wouldn’t be able to explain it beyond the word "fulfilled."

Like there was nowhere else he’d rather be.

Ollie’s head tipped back at the surge taking over his body, but just as his mind began to drift, a sudden movement tore him away from the heady daze.

Kyle shifted his hips, honestly just a little. But the sensation of that weight sliding within him sent a fresh shock through Ollie’s nerves.

"Hnngh!!!"

"Are you okay?" Kyle asked thoughtfully, his voice thick with concern as he saw those bright eyes suddenly snap open with a start.

Okay?

The stunned lighthouse blinked at him, still trying to catch his breath.

If Kyle had something that big inside of him to deal with—

Would he also be okay?

Because right about now, the blonde felt like everything inside him was being rewritten in Kyle’s name.

Oh gods.

The blonde was just about ready to say no with the same level of conviction he usually reserved for picking his afternoon snacks.

Unfortunately, he never got the chance.

Because the moment Kyle adjusted his rhythm, everything he’d been about to say got swallowed whole.

With a deliberate, deep thrust, Kyle hit a spot that sent the star’s eyes quivering.

"Ahn!"

"Kyle—!" he managed to gasp in between broken moans. "Is it not possible not to go deeper? Is there any treasure in there that warrants doing that?"

The kind that said, what exactly do you expect me to do with that?

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