[Warning: Light Mature Content]
"Okay then. If you don't want anything, I will do what I want. Don't you dare complain, okay?"
Asher threatened the duke again, then suddenly jumped at him and kissed him before he could say anything.
Asher rubbed the duke's cock, but not letting him moan by blocking his mouth. Felix flinched, his eyes squeezed tight as he took deep breaths after the long kiss.
Does Asher really not get tired or breathless?
How could he look just fine after doing this all the time, for such long times, when he, who he thought to be strong enough, pant so much?
"You're just too weak, duke."
Asher said and Felix looked at him, actually quite convinced that in some ways, Asher is stronger than him.
"But don't worry. I can confirm you do know how to use that weapon you were born with really well."
Asher said, leaning closer to kiss the duke's cheek.
