Help, I'm in Another World and All the Men Are So Hot! [BL]-Chapter 269: Tears of Trust (R18)

As Lucian began trembling, his arousal evident with drops forming at the tip, Damien decided it was time to move forward.

But then something unexpected caught his eye.

At the edge of the bed, where Leonide and Lysander had been left earlier, the two of them were now tangled together in an entirely different way.

Lysander was licking the traces of Damien and Leonide’s earlier release from Leonide’s body. His tongue moved from Leonide’s stomach upward to his chest, neck, and finally his face.

Then, Lysander leaned in and licked Leonide’s lips before pressing their mouths together.

The sight of the two kissing deeply, their tongues intertwining, left Damien stunned.

Wait... are they... like that?

A wave of shock hit him, quickly followed by an unexpected surge of arousal.

This is... way too much.

Damien felt a swirl of emotions—frustration, sadness, and anger—all tangled together in a way he couldn’t fully understand. But one thing was clear: the sight of Leonide and Lysander entwined together was incredibly sensual.

As they kissed, their hands reached out for each other, gently stroking one another’s penis in a slow, deliberate rhythm.

Their movements, synchronized and intimate, were mesmerizing. Just as Damien found himself unable to look away, Lucian gently turned his face back toward him with a firm grip.

"Damien... I don’t like it when you’re not looking at me," Lucian said, his tone tinged with jealousy.

"Well, I mean..." Damien started, but his excuse died in his throat as tears welled up in Lucian’s eyes.

"Oh no, I’m so sorry! I’ll only look at you, I promise!" Damien blurted, wrapping his arms tightly around Lucian. He peppered his face with soft kisses in an effort to soothe him.

Lucian was so quick to tears.

Not that Damien could blame him this time—this was entirely his fault.

As Damien continued the gentle kisses, the tears finally stopped, and Lucian let out a soft, ticklish laugh. The sound filled Damien with relief.

To seal the moment, Damien pressed their lips together in a deep kiss, their tongues intertwining. Then, he pulled back slightly, smiling as he noticed Leonide and Lysander at the edge of his vision again. They were now pleasuring each other, licking one another in an increasingly heated exchange.

What are they even doing over there? Damien thought, forcing himself to turn his attention back to Lucian.

"So, Lucian, what do you prefer—front or back?" Damien asked with a gentle smile.

"Front, please," Lucian replied shyly, though there was no hesitation in his voice.

It was clear that he had already made up his mind.

"Got it."

Damien smiled at him reassuringly and slid his hand through the slit at Lucian’s waist. On the way, he playfully brushed against him.

"Damien! That’s not the right spot," Lucian said with a pout.

"Oh, it’s not? Then maybe... here?" Damien teased, his fingers grazing the area between Lucian’s length and his entrance.

"That’s not it either!" Lucian said, giggling as he squirmed. "You’re tickling me!"

Damien chuckled, captivated by how adorable Lucian looked when he wriggled.

As he relished the sight, Damien’s fingers finally found their way to the small, soft spot they sought, gently brushing against it.

"Ah, so this is it, isn’t it?" Damien asked.

"Yes... that’s where I can accept you, Damien," Lucian said softly, his lips curving into a radiant smile.

That smile, so full of genuine happiness, made Damien’s heart skip a beat.

"Lucian, I’ll make you so happy," Damien promised, his voice warm and sincere.

"Just being with you already makes me happy," Lucian replied, his shy smile deepening as he blushed.

What was it about Lucian?

Damien couldn’t help but think how impossibly adorable he was.

Unable to resist any longer, Damien applied lubricant to his fingers and pushed one into Lucian’s entrance, perhaps a bit more forcefully than he intended. He immediately regretted the roughness, but to his surprise, Lucian’s body seemed to accept him with ease.

It was soft, not as tight as Leonide’s, but there was a certain familiarity to it—like Lucian had prepared himself.

"...Ugh... ah..."

Still, despite the ease with which his finger entered, Lucian’s expression betrayed discomfort. His brows knitted tightly, his face showing a strain that bordered on pain.

"Lucian, are you okay?" Damien asked, concerned. He stopped his movements and searched Lucian’s face for reassurance.

"I... I’m okay..." Lucian replied, his voice trembling. "I practiced... but I just can’t get used to the... the foreign sensation."

Damien sighed in understanding. It wasn’t pain—it was the unfamiliar feeling of something intrusive, unsettling. Having someone touch such an intimate place was bound to feel strange at first.

"Do you want to take it slow? We can go at your pace," Damien offered gently, his tone full of care.

"No!" Lucian exclaimed, his eyes desperate as he clung to Damien. "I want you to take me, Damien. I want to give you my first time!"

The determination in his gaze was undeniable, but Damien hesitated.

"Are you sure? I don’t want to hurt you," Damien said softly, his own uncertainty creeping in.

"Please, don’t stop," Lucian pleaded, his voice trembling with emotion. "It’s just uncomfortable—not painful. I can handle it."

Tears brimmed in Lucian’s eyes, but he held them back, fixing Damien with an unwavering stare.

Seeing that level of resolve, Damien knew he couldn’t falter.

"Alright," he said, nodding. "But if it’s too much, promise me you’ll say something. I won’t ever think less of you, no matter what, okay?"

Hearing this, Lucian’s tense expression softened into a small, relieved smile. He nodded, his trust in Damien shining through.

Alright, Damien thought, it was time for him to steel his resolve.

Judging from how easily Lucian had handled one finger, Damien decided to try with two. Even with this addition, Lucian’s body accepted the intrusion without issue, showing that he had indeed prepared himself, just as he claimed.

"...Ugh... ngh... sniff..." 𝙛𝒓𝓮𝒆𝔀𝒆𝙗𝓷𝒐𝙫𝒆𝙡.𝒄𝓸𝓶

Damien couldn’t ignore the tears streaming from Lucian’s eyes, making him worry more with each passing second. But Lucian hadn’t asked him to stop, and Damien knew it wasn’t his place to back out now.