Help, I'm in Another World and All the Men Are So Hot! [BL]-Chapter 129: Elyon Eilbanise (Part 2)

"I-I am granting you the right to relieve me from my virginity, Damien. You should be honored!"

"Wow, I’m so honored I think I’ll pass," Damien replied with a deadpan expression.

"What?"

Elyon’s defiant pose faltered as his face fell. For a moment, it looked like his eyes might even tear up.

"Just kidding. I’ll help you out, don’t worry," Damien assured him with a grin.

Elyon didn’t seem angry at the joke—instead, he just looked relieved. Apparently, losing his virginity really mattered to this 600-year-old elf.

...

Damien decided it was probably time to ease up on the teasing. He had a debt to settle, after all. He gestured for Elyon to sit down, and the two of them arranged themselves so that Elyon sat in front of him on the bed. Given Elyon’s slight frame, he fit perfectly in the space between Damien’s legs, with his back resting against Damien’s chest.

Elyon was still stiff as a board, clearly tense, so Damien started chatting in hopes of helping him relax.

"So, then Sebas said—"

"..."

But this just seemed to make Elyon freeze up even more. The elf had gone completely silent and still, like he was holding his breath.

Finally, Damien gave up trying to force small talk and let out a sigh.

Immediately, Elyon tensed even further, shuddering slightly. He looked like he was about to bolt.

"Ely, just to be clear," Damien said, a little more gently. "You know I’m a guy, right? Are you... okay with that?"

Elyon stiffened but nodded. "For me, inferior beings like you... male or female, it makes no difference."

Maybe that was how things were for someone who’d lived 600 years.

"... I mean, you seemed like the type who’d be easy to get to do this," Elyon added, his tone guarded.

Wow, that was... direct, Damien thought. So much for holding back.

"Well, lucky for you, Ely, you’re absolutely right. Guess I’ll have to live up to your expectations."

With that, Damien scooped Elyon up into a princess carry and stood up. Elyon was astonishingly light, practically weightless—like carrying a feather. Probably an elf thing, he thought, amused by the uncanny lightness.

Damien noted that Elyon’s light weight actually made things more convenient. Ignoring the elf’s protests, he carried him straight into the bathroom.

"Wh-why are you taking off your clothes?" Elyon stammered as Damien set him down and began removing his shirt.

"Well, you have to undress to take a bath, right?" Damien replied.

"Oh, so you’re taking a bath... But why bring me along?" Elyon asked with his eyebrows raised.

"To bathe together, of course," Damien said, giving him a look as if this should be obvious.

"I-I can bathe on my own!" Elyon exclaimed, blushing fiercely.

Apparently, the thought of taking a bath together hadn’t crossed Elyon’s mind. Damien recalled feeling embarrassed the first time, but by now, he was used to it.

"So you’d prefer to bathe alone? Fine, but that means skipping all the special... activities."

"Special activities?" Elyon looked at him, confused.

"Yeah. It’s only natural for two people who are about to get intimate to bathe together, don’t you think?"

Elyon seemed to swallow nervously, his imagination apparently running wild.

"Well, if you want to bathe together, I suppose I can allow it," he finally conceded.

"That’s dreat. It’s glad we agree," Damien said nonchalantly, dropping the rest of his clothes.

"W-what are you doing?! Put those back on!"

"Why? You bathe naked," Damien replied, shrugging. Elyon’s gaze darted nervously to Damien’s body.

"Curious? You’ve got one too, you know," Damien said, smiling at Elyon’s furtive glances.

"W-well, it’s... different," Elyon muttered, clearly flustered. 𝓯𝓻𝓮𝙚𝙬𝓮𝙗𝒏𝙤𝒗𝙚𝙡.𝒄𝒐𝓶

Damien raised an eyebrow. "You want to touch it?"

Elyon looked at him, shocked. "A-as if! Only a shameless person would let others touch them there!" he retorted with his cheeks flushed, though his gaze lingered on Damien.

"Well, if you undress, I might let you try it," Damien offered casually.

Elyon seemed to hesitate but then, gathering his resolve, began to take off his clothes. Once fully undressed, he looked even more delicate than before, his frame thin and almost frail, with alabaster skin that was nearly translucent. He crossed his hands over himself, clearly self-conscious.

"There. I-I undressed only for the bath! Nothing more," he stammered.

"Of course. Now let’s get in," Damien replied, noticing the way Elyon froze up as if unsure of what to do next. It was almost... cute.

"Just kidding! Here, as a reward, I’ll let you touch whatever you want," Damien teased while stepping closer.

Ely’s gaze was locked onto him, and Damien noticed a slight gulp as Elyon watched him approach. After a moment, Ely finally reached out, his hand trembling slightly before it finally rested on Damien’s penis.

"A-ah..." Damien let out a playful moan, which startled Elyon so much he pulled back, wide-eyed.

"Sorry, couldn’t help it. You can keep going, if you like," Damien said, smiling warmly, genuinely amused at how unexpectedly soft Elyon’s touch had been.

Once again, Elyon cautiously grasped Damien’s penis, his small hand curiously testing the softness and gently exploring Damie’s penis, his motions awkward yet unexpectedly pleasant. Damien felt a warmth building within him.

"It’s... it’s getting harder!" Elyon exclaimed, surprised.

Damien gave him a teasing smile. "Your touch feels so nice, Elyon. If you stroke the tip, it might get even bigger."

Elyon hesitated but then reached out with the hand he’d been using to cover himself, brushing over Damien’s penis sensitive tip. Damien noticed that Elyon’s own penis had already grown firm, though small and delicate, its tip barely visible, like the bud of a morning glory.

Seeing Elyon’s adorable reaction, Damien’s own arousal intensified. Elyon, wide-eyed, looked up at Damien’s size.

"W-what the... This is huge!"

"Actually, it’s pretty average," Damien replied with a smirk, though he knew it leaned above average, at least back on Earth.

Elyon mumbled to himself, seemingly in awe, and continued his tentative exploration of Damien’s penis. Damien, watching him, asked, "Can I touch yours too?"