Fernand looked at the sight in front of him half awfully. I never expected to see Rihit like this when I got home.
--Did you miss me enough to cry?
Licht's appearance, entrusted with the explosion of emotions, kept Fernan calm. Walk slowly and look down at the small figure.
The boy, who has dropped his knees on a cold floor and crying without hiding his face, seems to have grown a little taller than half a year ago. The hair trimmed on the shoulders is combed nicely, and the lights of the candlestick are reflected and shine brightly. From the appearance that he wasn't in a sleepwear at midnight, I could tell that he was awake all the time waiting for Fernand's return.
Fernand looked into Liecht's kneeling and weeping face and felt the slight scent of a white rose.
"Prince...are you okay?"
The eyes that were crying and unable to focus were gradually regaining their calm color.
"I'm sorry... and then welcome back."
When I grabbed the slender wrist and stood up, the line of sight was slightly higher. The unfamiliar outer jacket in pale yellow-green may be a new one. The clean, high-quality fabric was well tailored and matched Licht.
"Did you change anything while I was away?"
"... has it changed?"
Fernand gave a sigh of relief while gazing at Licht's face with his brows. I felt that I could finally meet him, who I knew, with Lihit's familiar expression.
"The corridor gets cold, so let's continue in the room."
Fernand took Licht's hand and invited him to the room. I was silent as I walked down the hallway, but didn't need much words.
Licht's room was a little hot because of the fireplace that was used up until the last minute. The servants all fell down as expected, and the room became completely alone.
"...You should open the window and change the air a little."
As Fernand turned his eyes to the window, white roses were blooming from the beautiful ceramic vase. Looking at the white and fresh petals, Fernand felt a slight discomfort.
"... Is this rose from a greenhouse?"
"Ah, yes. Clement gave me."
"Clement... my gardener, right?"
Fernand hid Licht's hand, hiding his chest inside again, and gently put his lips on his fingertips.
"I was lonely while I was away"
"Ah..."
As I slowly hugged my delicate body, the scent of the rose became more and more intense. Fernand felt his reason gradually disappearing.
"I was lonely...I can't touch you like this"
When I pressed my lips against the slightly reddish nape of my neck and sucked up a little tightly, a thin limb in my arm bounced small.
"Fernand... tickling"
"I say "feel" instead of "tickling."
Fernand stripped off his cloak, crawling his lips around his thin neck.
"Ah... what is this..."
Licht's line of sight caught Fernand's shoulder bandage.
"It's a bandage."
"Is the bandage injured?"
Lihit's face turned pale.
"No big deal"
"But I'm hurt."
"I'm saying it's no big deal."
Fernand embraced his upset Licht and pushed him to the bed without telling him.
"Fel, the bandage...!"
Fernand roughly grabbed the loose bandage and torn it off his shoulder. The white obi runs down on the sheets and floor, drawing a spiral.
"...This is just a scratch."
Fernand clenched his bitter feelings and remembered the face of the subordinate who stabbed himself.
--I was careless.
I couldn't forget that betrayal is always trust and back to back. Immediately after I stabbed myself, the painful face of the subordinate who harbored himself revived in my mind.
"But Fernand has a painful face..."
Fernand suddenly returned to me with a thin voice. The trembling fingers were extended and gently touched the shoulders. Blood bleeds from the wound just healed. Apparently it was damaged when the bandage was removed.
"Fernand..."
Fernand's desire suddenly swelled to the expression of half-crying Lihit.
"So, let's feel good enough to forget the pain..."
When Fernand covered Licht, he slowly, but gradually, violently engulfed the young tree-like body in his arm. It continued all night long, and it became even more intense as the sky became white.
"...Foo...Richt...Cute"
Fernan, who drips sweat and looks down on Licht's face, gives off a spectacular scent, and violates the body unfamiliar with the pleasure of sex.
The pleasures that passed by were in a territory unknown to Licht, and at times even feared, but he managed to overtake Fernand.
"Oh...Fel, suffering...help me..."
"It's okay... hold on to me... more firmly..."
After all, Licht didn't come out of bed even after dawn and the sun rose.