Luca did not know that it was possible to go crazy from hearing squelching sounds.
If anything, the poor, inexperienced wife had no idea that such movements could elicit sounds like that, like this.
Wet, slick, and embarrassingly loud in the confined silence of the cockpit, every squish and glide echoed far louder than it had any right to.
He wanted to melt through the floor. If floors still existed for someone like him who’d been carried around the entire time.
But that’s only if there would be anything left of him after all this.
See, when he collapsed against the mountain giant earlier, Luca had started hearing the alluring call of sleep.
His lids were heavy, and his body was spent; yet Luca felt satisfied, like a beast ready to lounge after a meal.
Only this lounging didn’t get to happen, for he slowly realized that one prince wasn’t quite done yet.
If anything, he might forever have a skewed understanding of male endurance, for in front of him, Xavier’s body remained tense, and a quick and very flustered glance could tell you he was still raring to go, so ready that Luca could only gawk at him.
From where he sat, the golden dragon had to look up before asking, "Y-you’re still...?"
Xavier’s voice was a soft exhale against his head. "Yeah."
Those large hands didn’t move.
Not at first.
He simply held Luca there, letting the little guide’s weight rest against him. His breath was still shallow, heart thudding behind his ribs, and his body—his very stubborn body—remained hard.
So hard it ached.
It wasn’t ideal. Not when it would be impossible to go all the way with this current set-up.
But no sane man could be expected to stay unaffected with Luca curled up in his lap, flushed and twitching, spent and dazed and utterly trusting.
Especially not when the same person looked at him with concern instead of scorn.
Luca didn’t pull away. If anything, he seemed more worried than scandalized, which only made it worse.
His little wife. frёewebnoѵel.ƈo๓
Golden-eyed. Beautiful. All soft sounds and flushed skin. And far too close.
He didn’t deserve this. And frankly, in the mind of this Imperial Crown Prince, no one would deserve to see this sight.
Yet he’d been a selfish bastard lately, taking more than what he deserved, and even now, indulging like this, full knowing what likely lay ahead for him.
He probably wouldn’t get the chance again, not any time soon. The moment they left this cockpit, he knew he might face punishment, a target on his back. And he was okay with that.
So he was going to have to cherish looking at his wife like this for the few minutes he’s got left.
"Xavier, are you all right?" asked the guide, who felt the prince’s pointed gaze.
The troubled husband, who had every intention of saying yes, closed his eyes for a moment.
He didn’t want to ask for more.
But then this pliant beauty shifted slightly in his lap, just enough to make his concern known. His hand moved to Xavier’s chest, fingers curling slightly over the fabric, and his voice came out quiet.
"Xavier.."
The prince’s breath caught.
He looked down and met those golden eyes—still hazy from release, but steady. Earnest.
And he faltered.
Maybe he could have resisted if Luca had looked away. Maybe he could have swallowed the ache and let it fade.
But Luca didn’t do so.
He looked at him like he wanted to help. And Xavier... he’d never been good at denying him.
It took a moment, but eventually the prince relented. He pressed a kiss to Luca’s temple, speaking softly. "Then... would it be alright if I borrowed your thighs?"
Luca blinked. "M-my thighs?"
Xavier gave a faint, slightly breathless laugh. "Just for a bit. You don’t have to do anything. Just let me feel you."
—and the moment his length slid into the narrow space, skin against flushed skin, Luca whimpered.
He immediately looked over his shoulder, eyes wide, panicked, and very much awake now.
He thought he was fine already, but the sheer feel of Xavier’s length sliding between them got him all hot and bothered in no time.
And then came that sound.
*Squelch.*
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