Vicious Darling

Chapter 1. Afterplay

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The dim dawn was approaching the bedside. Chris slowly opened his eyes.

It wasn’t difficult to figure out why he had woken up. Yuri, who had fallen asleep beside him, was getting up.

Beneath the slipped sheet, the man’s bare back was visible. On the skin that looked so white and transparent that it seemed a harsh mark would be left if touched, there remained old scars.

Chris unconsciously held his breath, feeling as if he were committing a sin by stealing a glimpse of a god’s private parts.

The man, brushing back his black hair, reached out his hand to Chris.

Chris used his ability as naturally as breathing. The cigar box placed in the corner of the room flew to the bed by the telekinetic force he drew out and landed on Yuri’s palm.

Chris might be the only one across the twelve continents who could handle such a destructive ability with such precision. However, Yuri opened the box and took out a cigar without the slightest hint of admiration, putting it in his mouth.

Chris carefully took out a match and brought the flame to the end of Yuri’s cigar. He felt a quiet gaze on his cheek.

At a distance close enough to almost touch faces, Chris could feel Yuri inhaling. The cigar caught fire easily, and the sight of its end flickering red dazzled his vision.

In the room full of blue darkness, only the red color at the tip of the cigar was out of place.

Yuri turned his gaze away from the naked beast he had been carefully observing. Chris frantically stole glances at Yuri’s profile.

This quiet and eerie time was the only time Chris could fully possess Yuri.

Yuri, still with his head turned to the side, exhaled a long stream of smoke.

A smoky cherry scent.

That rich fruit scent suited Yuri well. A strong fragrance so ripe that it seemed it would crumble if touched.

Chris slowly inhaled.

It was to hide his desire to smell Yuri’s body scent hidden beneath.

Noticing a crack forming at the end of the cigar that had burned down somewhat, Chris turned his head to look for an ashtray.

However, the ashtray that was always inside the cigar box was nowhere to be seen today. As Chris was trying to figure out where he might have left it, he became urgent as the ash seemed about to fall. It would be terrible if it fell on Yuri’s skin and burned him.

Chris unconsciously extended his hand under the cigar.

“…Hah.”

The sound that escaped Yuri’s lips lashed at Chris like a whip. Chris flinched.

Yuri, who had been staring at him quietly, put out the cigar that was still more than half left by rubbing it against the bedpost. Although it was a slow movement, Chris tensed up. He never thought Yuri, who never throws away anything once he picks it up, would leave a burn mark on the bed.

Yuri reached out his free hand and grasped Chris’s hair. Yuri’s fingers slid in between the strands of hair. As Chris waited with his eyes lowered, a strong grip pulled at his hair.

“Ugh.”

Pain and proportional joy rose up subtly. Chris brought his lips to Yuri’s dick, which was half-erect.

Carefully observing, he took the tip into his mouth and sucked, his lips spreading tightly. Even though it wasn’t fully erect yet, the size of the dick pressing against his uvula involuntarily made him gag.

Nevertheless, Chris was desperate not to show his teeth. Gripping the sheets tightly, Chris opened his throat as much as possible.

“Kuh… hup. Ugh.”

His throat, which had been sore from last night’s ejaculation, began to spread tightly. The scent of Yuri’s flesh, which had been masked by the cigar smell, was not particularly sweet, yet it muddled his mind.

Deeper, even deeper.

Chris indulged in Yuri’s dick, disregarding even his own discomfort.

Yuri’s dick, responding to the stimulation, gradually increased in volume. Guiding energy was flowing in from inside his mouth. The pleasure intense enough to make his head fuzzy and the guiding energy intertwined, exciting Chris’s dick without even touching them.

It was just last night that he had taken in Yuri to the point where his legs went weak. Nevertheless, Chris’s desire seemed unsatisfied with just this much, wanting to greedily devour Yuri.

No matter how much he ate, no matter how many times he swallowed, it was never enough.

Chris’s eyes were red. Yuri’s face, looking down at the naked golden beast, remained expressionless.

As if Chris was the only one feeling desperate in this relationship.

Chris desperately tightened his throat while sucking in the dick as deeply as possible.

Yuri’s lips parting ever so slightly, the languid sigh mixing into his breathing, and the hand gripping his hair tightening – all of it translated into pleasure.

The joy of his master, the guide who dominated him, was Chris’s joy.

“Hrup, ah…”

The increasing pressure in his throat made him feel as if even his airway was being blocked.

His lips, spread to their limit, tingled.

Nevertheless, Chris craved Yuri like a desert traveler who had found an oasis. Sometimes to the point where he might drown in that water without even realizing it.

“Ugh!”

Yuri’s fingers tangled in Chris’s hair and roughly pulled down. Chris, who hadn’t even realized how deep he had gone, struggled to suppress his cough to avoid showing his teeth.

In Yuri’s eyes looking down at him, heat and cool reproach coexisted.

Chris let go of the sheets and placed his hands on Yuri’s thighs. At the pleading touch gently tracing over his skin, the hand gripping his hair slowly relaxed.

Perhaps due to the release of tension, tears that had been welling up streamed down.

It was just a physiological reaction. Nevertheless, a sense of desolation lingered along the tear tracks wetting his cheeks.

Yuri slid his fingers over Chris’s face. Chris licked and sucked up the flesh column with his tongue. Wet, moist sounds filled the room.

“…Mm.”

Finally, Yuri closed his eyes.

At the deep, low sigh escaping from his mouth, Chris closed his eyes. Yuri’s hand was pushing him away. Although he grabbed his wrist pleadingly, Yuri firmly pulled out his dick and ejaculated outside.

Chris had to watch with regret as the white fluid stained the sheets.

He could feel the guiding energy that had filled the room like an expansion slowly being gathered back into Yuri’s body.

“…Was it alright?”

A voice that sounded hoarse even to his own ears escaped his lips.

Yuri looked down at his Esper, whose blue eyes were darkly lowered. The man who had been greedily exploring the guide’s body with eyes full of lust seemed to have disappeared somewhere.

“Well.”

Yuri was silent with his eyes lowered. He tended to be stingy with expressions like ‘good’ or ‘bad’.

Instead of answering Chris’s question, Yuri brought up an unexpected topic.

“Rosenhauer’s remnants have formed quite a large force.”

Chris’s eyes widened at those words.

“It’s been half a year since Rosenhauer disappeared, are you saying his remnants are still around?”

Rosenhauer.

The continent was divided into twelve parts due to a great war among humans.

When civilization was destroyed and humanity was on the brink of extinction, people with special powers appeared among them and began to rebuild the world.

Those who came to be called Espers collectively established a union called ‘Northern Light’. Rosenhauer was one of the initial founders of this Northern Light.

Rosenhauer, who had excellent public support, continued to influence the union as an advisor to Northern Light even after stepping down from the position of union leader.

However, he was an Esper supremacist and used his reputation as a shield to be involved in all sorts of crimes.

Illegal experiments on Espers without connections, manufacture and distribution of highly addictive guiding drugs, forced recruitment of unregistered Espers for private army training, exploitation of mental Espers, isolation of guides and distortion of public perception, and so on…

This very Rosenhauer was Yuri’s godfather, and at the same time, his enemy.

“He was a very cautious man, so he must have dug several tunnels.”

A cold sneer lingered on Yuri’s face before disappearing.

It was a dry attitude unbefitting a man who had devoted his entire life to Rosenhauer’s downfall.

Chris’s heart tightened.

The fact that Yuri had noticed Rosenhauer’s remnants faster than anyone else meant that he had been wary of this situation all along.

Half a year ago, even when he finally brought down his enemy, Yuri didn’t look particularly happy. He was just nonchalant, as if he had climbed one more step.

Chris thought it was because he hadn’t yet realized his revenge. That if this comfortable reality continued, Yuri would also let his guard down.

But now he could understand.

The reason Yuri was nonchalant was that his revenge was not yet over.

“Please send me.”

The naked beast bowed his head before Yuri. Yuri quietly gazed at the platinum blonde hair flowing down.

It was a color so beautiful it was dazzling, but it was more of a well-forged weapon than a work of art.

“I will erase the last traces of Rosenhauer from this world without a trace and return.”

Chris was angry that Rosenhauer’s shadow, who should already be dead and gone, was still affecting Yuri.

He was Yuri’s dog.

From the moment Yuri saved him when he was only left to be shot after going berserk. His life and abilities existed solely to fulfill Yuri’s wishes.

“I don’t doubt your ability.”

Yuri’s voice fell coolly on Chris’s ear.

“However, these rat bastards are operating quite systematically… it would be difficult to resolve alone.”

“But.”

Chris tried to say something more. However, Yuri’s purple gaze was looking straight at him.

After efficiently using silence to make Chris close his mouth, Yuri spoke.

“If survivors remain and hide somewhere again, it becomes difficult to catch the tail. We need to gather them in one place and burn them.”

Chris nodded at Yuri’s sarcasm.

“Don’t go ahead trying to do things for me.”

He had already made a decision for Yuri’s sake and acted alone once before. He could have put Yuri in danger if he had made a mistake.

Therefore, Yuri’s plainly delivered words struck Chris harshly.

“I will correct it.”

Yuri, who had gotten up from the bed, instructed Chris while putting on his robe.

“Contact the leader of Northern Light.”

After Rosenhauer’s downfall, Northern Light, which had been devastated, entered a normalization process.

Anong, who became the interim union leader of Northern Light, was an S-class Esper that Chris knew well. After learning the circumstances, she helped expose Rosenhauer’s misconduct and came to her current position.

“Still, we should be able to resolve this easily this time. We can also bring in Northern Light’s cooperation.”

It was a word of encouragement anyone could give. However, Chris was confident he could make this a reality.

“Well.”

Yuri replied indifferently as he tied his waist belt.

“I wonder about that.”

Knock knock.

Before Chris could say anything, there was a knock at the door.

Chris’s gaze, which had sensed a presence but thought it would pass by, reached the doorway.

“It’s Logan.”

Yuri gave Chris a glance.

Chris, who was still naked, reached out his hand. A robe flew over, held by telekinetic force.

Only after his beast had covered his naked body did Yuri finally withdraw his gaze and open his mouth.

“Come in.”

The door opened, and the shadow of the person standing there fell on the carpet.

The man with black hair like Yuri was quite large in build. Nine times out of ten, people would think Logan was an Esper when they saw him. But he was a guide.

“It’s early, but there’s urgent news that’s come in, so I’ve taken the liberty of intruding.”

At those words, Chris got up, adjusting his clothes.

While the frivolous Chase might be different, Logan was not a man to move for trivial matters.

“What’s the matter?”

Yuri asked with an expressionless face.

It looked no different from usual.

But Chris keenly noticed that he was feeling displeased.

“There’s been a terrorist attack at the airport in Orum City.”