I Transmigrated To A Mafia Character From A BL Dark ! - Chapter 148

R-18 (Contains sex scenes. Be careful when reading the chapter.)

He removed his hand from his thigh, leaving light kisses on Rutger’s cheek as he once again dropped his guard with his mouth occupied again.

Longer and longer kisses, Dante’s hands pinned Rutger’s arms above his head, his knee between the man’s legs feeling hard sex through his clothes.

“I wasn’t thinking about anything,” Dante said pressing Rutger’s erection once more making the priest gasp and stay still so as not to be touched again in that spot. Which evidently left him uneasy and his pride slightly wounded.

“But I can think a lot feeling it here,” Dante said very seriously looking at Rutger who was embarrassed.

Unlike Rutger thought Dante would, the man released him and walked away from him, looking away. The priest was left with his clothes in a mess, lying on the bed with a painful erection.

What was he supposed to do in that situation?

“Are you going to leave me like this?” Rutger growled annoyed at his throbbing erection. The man left him like that and then left him, as that couldn’t be irritating.

Dante: (…)

I’m trying to be a nice and honest person, okay?!

“And what do you want me to do?” Dante asked still not looking at Rutger.

“This…” Rutger didn’t know what to say.

Would Dante do the same thing Levi did to him last night?

Rutger naturally felt a feeling of revulsion at thinking about it, unfortunately, his erection didn’t care what he felt at that moment.

The hatred he felt for his body surfaced suddenly, he hated not being able to control that part of his body.

What could he do in a situation like this?

Would masturbating be enough?

The urge he had wasn’t to be satisfied with just his hand, his wet orifice seemed to pulse at that moment as if waiting for something.

“Do what you did before…” Rutger said helplessly.

Dante was surprised by Rutger’s response, he just wanted to be kissed, could that man be that innocent?

It wasn’t quite that, but Rutger didn’t have the heart to ask Dante to do anything else.

Dante’s intention was to make friends as he was a temporary person at the abbey just like visiting Rutger, he had been alienated by the other older priests for being a foreigner in their territory.

The younger priests were a little annoying questioning him about everything and the holy knights had just returned, so feeling lonely he went to get another priest who was also lonely.

Rutger was the only one in the room who had been alone these past few days, Dante decided to give it a try… But he didn’t imagine they’d end up in bed and going through some weird stuff.

Maybe Dante himself was feeling too lonely so he gave in to the desire and would have been very rude to feel Rutger so close.

Dante turned back to Rutger, kissing him more fervently, undoing the buttons on the long thin, light tunic that easily slipped over his smooth-skinned shoulders.

Exposing fair skin and collarbones that looked too fragile in the artificial light of the room.

Rutger shivered at the feel of Dantes’ warm lips touching his bare shoulder, the tunic slipped easily after part of the buttons were undone, and the garment was quickly tossed aside.

The long kisses and touches of callused fingers did Rutger’s head go blank, the touches were warm but not rough, as carefully as if he were touching an unknown but valuable item.

Dante got rid of his clothes hating that he couldn’t do it faster, the black priest clothes seemed to weigh him down at that moment.

What if it weren’t for the situation would make Rutger scoff at the clumsy Dante, but the situation was pretty peculiar at the moment. There was no time to laugh, just feeling the man’s skin against his and the light black hair touching him, it was as if his whole body was in the morning heat after long winter days without a single day of sunshine.

Taking one of Rutger’s pink nipples into his mouth and sucking on it until it became hard on his lips, he nibbled wickedly anyway making Rutger moan and try to push his shoulders away.

He let himself be pushed only to capture the other nipple with his mouth, his body much larger than Rutger’s was between his soft legs leaving him helplessly spread, taking advantage of this weakness Dante held the man’s erect member.

Rutger was lost in the pleasure and couldn’t think of anything else than to finally reach release, the heat of Dante’s body the breath in his chest, and the touch ever bolder.

The calloused hand sliding down his cock made Rutger moan, putting his hand over his mouth to stifle the moans he considered shameful, but were inevitable when he felt his cock pressed and touched like that.

“I want to hear your voice,” Dante asked kissing Rutger’s neck, he wanted to know if it was okay with Rutger.

Rutger shook his head only for Dante to hold his erection with some force, which made him want to hit the man, freeing his mouth to be kissed once more by the priest.

“Have you ever heard of chrysanthemum lotion ?” Dante asked pulling out more of his numerous small glass bottle. (Yes, I made that joke)

If Dante weren’t a priest he would most certainly be a luxury merchant.

Rutger had a swollen erection and still looked far from release as Dante stopped jerking him off to show him a glass vial.

Right now he wanted to bite Dante for being such a fool!

“Ouch!” Dante groaned in pain as he was bitten on the shoulder by Rutger who looked like he was in a bad mood, but the way he was, Dante just wanted to laugh, but he didn’t dare.

Dante didn’t take long to use the slimy colorless liquid from the little bottle which had a subtle floral smell that was pleasing to the senses, his fingers quickly became smeared with the liquid and he without warning placed them in Rutger’s wet cavity.

The man was surprised at first and grabbed one of Dante’s arms, but as he was kissed on the cheek and the priest unabashedly whispering soothing words to him, he felt less nervous.

The truth is, Rutger was expecting the pain… Because having sex between men was so painful… He learned it that way and reproduced it in the same crude way.

Yet so far Dante had touched him gently and he felt nothing but pleasure in every act.

Even startling him with the very sounds that came out of his throat when Dante touched some sensitive point on his body.

The lotion was a type of viscous lubricant that was often used by people who were often exposed to natural weathering, originally created by gypsies to pass between legs that always ended up very dry or even sore because of the fabric of the clothing and how far they walked. In the sun.

Wounds can get infected and the gypsies had healers, but sometimes the wounds became much bigger and serious causing death, so it was better to put on some lotion to avoid it than treat the wounds later.

Of course, the lotion was discovered by a merchant and became something very desired by the nobles… For things other than “hydration”.

What was typical of the nobles was to take something from the poor and turn it into a trend, making the products more elite and more expensive.

Anyway, Dante’s fingers easily slipped inside Rutger, who sucked him as if he was already waiting for him, which left the man with the bigger erection and eager to be inside that person who now had his hand over his mouth to avoid the moans. shameful.

Dante’s two fingers moved slowly, but Rutger wanted it faster and harder because he wanted to achieve pleasure. Dante preparing his way spread both fingers into the wet cavity so that Rutger’s hips tremble, and a muffled moan sounded much louder than it should have.

Dante kissed Rutger’s knees as he tried to close his legs in vain as if trying to calm the man who just wanted to find release, but who was being “played” with Father Bernardis’ two fingers.

He looked down at his own large erection and placed a third finger inside Rutger and began to loosen his muscles doing a slow and gentle anal masturbation, but it made Rutger itching to go faster as it still wasn’t enough for him. finally ejaculating.

“Stronger…” Rutger finally asked, throwing what he had left of pride away. He really wanted to ejaculate, never having felt so much desire as he did at that moment.

“Hold on just a little longer,” Dante asked also with his erection throbbing, but he didn’t want to hurt the other. Infections in this region can cause fevers and more serious illnesses if left untreated, which would be embarrassing to go to the doctor to treat “hemorrhoidal”.

He wouldn’t wish that on his worst enemy.

Finally, Dante thought that was good enough, while Rutger could be told he was in tears both for the pleasure and for not achieving the maximum pleasure.

“I’ll put it in” Dante warned seeing his blue eyes moist and looking pitiful.

“Hurry up,” Rutger urged with a demanding voice. Maybe he hated himself later when he thought about it, but right then he just wanted to break free.

Dante’s cock was pretty big, but after everything Levi had done to it that hurt him, but now Rutger felt no pain and only felt the most incredible of carnal pleasures.

Dante grabbed one of Rutger’s legs and brought it close to his body as he kissed the sweaty, tear-streaked face of the man who looked so fragile beneath him, which made him want to comfort even more the shimmering beauty.

There was always a certain pleasure in seeing proud people become soft, Dante couldn’t shake that kind of contentment, that he was what was making this famous person that way.

Rutger gripped the bedsheets as Dante swooped into him faster, gliding into his prostrate more than a few times which made his moans louder and any reasoning collapse, finally he ejaculated heavily on his own luscious belly and got dirty a little in Dante in the process.

The semen ran down the sides and the bodies that were already covered in sweat became even stickier, but the pleasure was not less for that.

Leaving Rutger a wet mess, but he was too immersed in the pleasure to care about his image now.