Don't want you

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Intimate Moment:

Their passionate kiss continued, with Iras standing and Hylos seated before him. Hylos's face flushed with pleasure, his lips parted in ecstasy.

Iras removed his attire, his eyes locked onto Hylos's. He knelt before Hylos, gently undoing the Grand Duke's lengthy robe. As the fabric fell away, Iras's gaze drifted downward.

Hylos gasped, his voice barely above a whisper. "Iras, wait..." His words trailed off, his pleasure evident.

In that moment, time seemed to stand still, their intimate connection the only thing that mattered.

Hylos's fingers intertwined with Iras's hair, his hands guiding the General's movements. The sound of their passionate encounter filled the air, a mixture of smacks and heavy breathing.

Hylos's eyes widened in disbelief, his mind struggling to comprehend the intensity of their connection. He glanced at the door, ensuring it was securely closed, his heart racing at the thought of being discovered.

Their moment together was fleeting, yet it seemed to transcend time itself. Hylos's senses were overwhelmed, his pleasure and desire intertwined with Iras's.

Hylos gently pulled Iras's head away from his lower body and laid him on the bed, positioning himself on top. He carefully ensured his weight wouldn't crush Iras, supporting himself with one hand and one foot on the bed.

Hylos leaned in, his lips meeting Iras's in a tender kiss. His hand drifted to Iras's abdomen, causing the General to moan softly.

"Don't press so hard, it hurts," Iras whispered, his voice laced with a mixture of pleasure and discomfort.

Hylos's voice was husky, his breathing ragged, as he struggled to maintain control. He softened his touch, his fingers tracing gentle patterns on Iras's skin.

Hylos's actions became more passionate, and Iras gasped, his body adjusting to the new sensation. As they kissed, Hylos's movements became slower and more deliberate.

Iras's breathing quickened, his heart racing with excitement. Their lips remained locked, their love and desire for each other palpable.

The moment was intense, their connection deepening with every passing second. Hylos's thrust for Iras go harder and rough, his actions speaking louder than words.

While Hylos thrust, facing Iras on Top, he licked Iras' neck, staring into Iras' eyes, Iras' face changed as the speed of Hylos' thrust.

Hylos pulled his hard cock out of Iras's ass and stood up, lifting Iras up and Hylos sat on the bed while he made Iras sit on his lap and inserted his hard cock back in. Iras screamed when Hylos suddenly shoved her and thrusted so quickly that Hylos' voice became husky while Iras was stunned by Hylos' thrust, "ugh Hylos Just slowly. "

Hylos couldn't help it so he kissed Iras while talking, "I didn't think the ass would taste this good, ahaha haha,, " Hylos laughed at his joke when Iras got angry and He pushed her down on the bed and kissed Hylos.

Unexpected Encounter:

The festivities had come to an end, and Murako was searching for Iras, who had vanished from the celebration. He grew anxious when he realized that Hylos was also nowhere to be found. A nagging thought crept into his mind, wondering what they might be up to.

In the guest room, Hylos and Iras lay fast asleep, side by side, without any clothes. Iras suddenly woke up to the sound of the door creaking open. He was shocked to see Murako standing in the doorway, his eyes wide with surprise.

Iras was speechless, frozen in the middle of the room, with Murako's gaze fixed on them. Hylos, still asleep, was oblivious to the sudden interruption. Iras quickly got up, covering himself with a blanket, while Murako turned around, avoiding eye contact to spare Iras's modesty.

Murako's voice was barely above a whisper, tinged with sadness. "So, he's claimed you ." He turned around, his eyes locking onto Iras, who gently took Murako's hand, leading him out of the room.

Iras and Murako stood outside the room, facing each other. Iras's voice was laced with concern, his words hesitant but sincere.

"I'm sorry, . I think I care for him deeply," Iras said, his eyes locked onto Murako's.

Murako's eyes welled up with tears, and a single drop fell as he processed Iras's words. The pain in his heart was palpable, his face a mask of sadness.

Murako's voice trembled as he spoke, "You deserve to be happy, Iras. Even if it's not with me."

Morning After:

Murako's heart ached from Hylos's confession, and he turned away, feeling hopeless. Meanwhile, Hylos slept peacefully, oblivious to the pain he had caused.

Aya was enjoying a conversation at the celebration when Murako accidentally bumped into her, his eyes fixed on something distant. Aya noticed Murako's sorrowful expression and wondered why he seemed so lost.

Iras waited anxiously for Hylos to wake up, wondering if he would remember their intimate encounter. Iras wasn't sure, as Hylos had been drinking heavily.

Hylos stirred, looking around the room, and his gaze fell upon Iras, who was sleeping upright on the floor, his head on the bed. Suddenly, memories of their passionate night flooded back to Hylos.

Iras woke up with a start, and their eyes met, but Hylos pretended nothing had happened. "Why am I sleeping here? I must have gotten drunk last night," Hylos said nonchalantly, avoiding eye contact.

Iras stood up, his voice serious and calm. "You don't remember anything from last night?"

Hylos feigned innocence. "No, what did I do, General Iras?"

..... wait in the next chapter....