Villain's Second Heart: Trapped in A Fantasy Novel (BL)-Chapter 73: Exploding (R-18)

They dove into each other like wild beasts.

Ezra first. He already held Oberyn’s cock in his hand, and it still dribbled a tiny bit of juice.

’Oby’s a natural, but time to show him how it’s really done.’

He spit on Oby’s shaft, looking up at him with menace as he started to spread it all around, getting him nice and wet. Oberyn gasped but could do no more as these sensations rocketed his body and mind for the very first time in his life.

Then Ezra devoured him.

He stuffed the Nephilim’s twitching rod into his mouth, swishing his tongue all over the base and not stopping until his forehead slapped against Oberyn’s toned stomach.

He let out a loud gagging noise but didn’t stop. His hands latched on Oby’s hips and he started rocking his head back and forth while he yanked on the Nephilim’s hips. He slammed the Nephilim in and out of his mouth again and again with almost violent speed.

On his knees, jerking himself off rapidly, Ezra was lost in thought.

’I’d been fantasizing about sucking this guy off since the moment I saw him...’ Ezra realized. He was very much so into giving oral satisfaction.

"Aah!" Oberyn moaned loudly. For a first-time blowjob, it was overwhelming. His eyes rolled back as he stared dumbly at the ceiling.

He rammed his head back and forth like a bobblehead, curling his tongue to maximize Oberyn’s sensations as he face-fucked himself. The Nephilim’s hand grabbed a fistful of Ezra’s hair for comfort as his other uncontrollably rubbed over his chest and nipples.

Oberyn happened to glance down. He made eye contact with Ezra right as the human was letting his entire cock out of his mouth, only to push it back in.

The sight of his shaft getting engulfed in that perfectly ’O’ shaped mouth and swallowed by those thick lips was enough to send him. Just as Ezra did, and the people in his novel did, he said what he supposed he was supposed to say.

"I’m cumming!"

He emptied into Ezra’s mouth, squirting several bursts of milk into his partner’s throat. Ezra groaned into it, making loud ’Mmmm!’ noises with his mouth as he sucked every little bead of ejaculate right out of Oberyn’s tip.

The Nephilim fell over, pants still around his ankles. Ezra followed, crawling over him like a ravenous beast.

"We ain’t done yet," Ezra growled. He was still jerking himself as he wrapped his thighs around Oberyn’s torso and released, spraying his seed over Oberyn’s chest.

They collapsed hungrily on each other and started kissing furiously, each one’s tongue rolling over the other in a sensual, erotic dance. Ezra fell to the side, sprawling on the floor next to Oberyn as they continued to kiss.

"I think it’s my turn for a shower after that," Oberyn chuckled. They pressed their foreheads to one another, their breathing synced.

Ezra closed his eyes, his chest rising and falling gently. "Sorry," he laughed. "Couldn’t help myself."

"Ahh..."

They woke up forty minutes later to a loud rapping at the door as Rav smacked away with his fan.

"Are you both in there dead? Or did you go somewhere?"

"Oh!" Ezra said, surprising, shooting up from the floor. Oberyn only just began to stir.

He didn’t even realize he’d passed out. It felt like they were only laying there for a moment...

"We’re in here!" he called back. "Just took a nap. One sec."

"Hmph. A nap? That...sounds rather lovely, actually..."

Oberyn cleaned himself up as best he could with an old shirt and quickly dressed as Ezra did the same. After a flurry of clothing, Ezra opened the door like nothing was wrong at all.

"Hey."

"Uh, hi," Rav responded, peeking into the room. Oberyn was sitting in the chair behind Ezra, looking prim and proper, fully dressed - boots and all, hands on his lap as he sat up completely straight and attentive.

"Napping, huh? Hey, I had a fun idea. You want to get to level 20, right?"

"Level 20?" Oberyn repeated, confused.

"I haven’t talked to Oby about it yet," Ezra said. "We were napping."

"Yeah, I feel you. I had a good nap earlier today too. But anyway - I happen to have the leveling opportunity of a lifetime, for both of you!"

"What’s that?"

"I just happened to spot a level 38 Titanfeather Airoch flying around the pagoda. How’s THAT!?"

There was a moment of silence, as if ’level 38 Titanfeather Airoch’ meant nothing to them.

It didn’t.

"A TITANFEATHER AIROCH," Rav said, agitated that he had to explain, "IS A BIG BIRD."

"Ooh!" Ezra perked up.

"Quite rare. Full of energy - experience, as the System calls it. Oh and, like - brutally dangerous. These things kidnap humans and Ferin all the time like little snacks. Why don’t you boys show me what you can do?"

"On it."

Ezra opened his inventory and manifested his violet spear specialized for throwing. Oberyn simply cracked his knuckles.

They both got in a good nut and a nap - they were ready for anything the world had to throw at them.

They looked over the side of the mountain, where they saw the mighty bird in plain view.

It was a colossus in the air - the sheer size staggering, the size of the pagoda. Tarry black-silver feathers beat violently in the air and a huge yellow beak squaked in the air, full of birdlike fury.

"Me first, then you," Ezra said, readying his spear.

"Got it."

The Nephilim sparked to action, his eyes glowing and his hair rising, crackling with explosive energy as the tips of his fingers flashed with light.

"Aaaagh!" Ezra yelled, throwing his spear through the air at the bird. A brilliant violet arc of light painted the sky as the spear burst through the bird’s leg. It staggered in the sky, screeching in agony.

Oberyn held out his hand. "Want to see what I’m capable of, Rav? Watch this."

A spark traced through the air from Oberyn’s palm all the way to the bird. At first, it seemed as if nothing happened.

But a moment later, the bird froze in midair as if time itself had stopped. And the very moment after, the bird shone a bright orange light that heralded destruction unlike anything ever seen before.

The colossal, powerful boss-bird, in less than five seconds, was blown into a million pieces, every cell in its body becoming a bomb onto itself and bursting.

Oberyn waved his hand, blowing on it and looking off and to the side.

"Let me know when you have a real challenge."

[Level Up!]