The Royal Military Academy's Impostor Owns a Dungeon [BL] novel Chapter 239

Chapter 239: Experience

But it was not good.

Not good at all.

For Luca was far weaker to stimulation than he had imagined.

If there had been any doubts about any or maybe most of his receptors being faulty, he more or less confirmed them after today—either he was problematic before or problematic now.

But either way, Luca was going to fall by Xavier’s hands.

Now, said hands started by tracing along Luca’s sides, his fingers pausing just above his abdomen.

And for a moment, Luca wondered if Xavier had been a hovercraft in some past life as he kept on hovering in places that would make him squirm.

Like around his navel.

"This part of you..." he trailed as his finger traced an invisible line going downwards.

"Until you continue down, would be just as sensitive or even more so."

And just that thought that he could’ve been touched like that didn’t help, for he knew that those fingers felt so distinctively cool that his warm body would remember where it was last touched.

But then the thoughts weren’t just left as what ifs as Xavier’s thumb grazed over his navel.

However, instead of going down, Xavier’s hand moved up and inside the golden corn’s top.

And Luca jolted, a startled sound escaping him before his eyes widened with confusion.

It was but one touch, but it was somewhere he’d never bothered touching save for bathing.

The little Guide reddened from his toes as Xavier gently rolled a nipple under his thumb.

Luca arched against this sturdy wall of muscle, his body reacting instinctively to this experience.

But more than anything, he wanted to look for somewhere to hide and could only nuzzle on the crook of Xavier’s neck as he tried to hide his burning face.

Unlike earlier, he was now aware of the concept of arousal, and he knew just how he reached that point just by being touched like that.

Once.

For the second time Xavier caressed him like that, his lower body nearly gave out. And had he not been sitting like this, he would’ve likely fallen over.

But the Prince would never let such a thing happen.

Not when he was taking this more seriously than when he had to get his first mecha piloting license.

But if he was being honest, it was because he had to concentrate on looking at everything but Luca’s face, or he would risk snapping his last logical restraints.

Especially now.

Not when he was going to ask to cross this boundary.

And so he was careful not to spook Luca, who had been hiding by sticking to him.

"Luca, are you still okay?" murmured Xavier against this guy’s black hair.

"Mmmnn..." Luca complained, and the Prince could imagine how he must look as he had his rare moments of whining.

"Do you want to stop now...?" He asked.

While he hoped this wouldn’t happen, he’d rather stop now if Luca disliked it.

But Luca only shook his head against Xavier’s chest before wrapping his arms tighter around the mountain giant.

"No?"

"Then, if so, may I proceed with the next ones?"

You mean to say there’s more?!

"But Xavier! That?! Isn’t that—" burst out the now bewildered Guide. _{frёeωebɳovel.com}

And in the first place, why would anyone want to rub that?!