Soul Shard Captor - Chapter 206

Levi closed his eyes in desperate attempts to hold off jumping his darling’s behind. ‘His little ass has not been prepped yet,’ He kept reminding himself. ‘Endure. Focus. Put into practice everything you had learned through “educational” videos.’

Though, it quickly became apparent that his time and effort was better spent doing it than watching other people do it. To put it bluntly – he learned much more quickly with a “hands-on” approach. ( ͡° ͜ʖ ͡°)

How could he not? With the presence of that magical resonance between him and his baby, trial and error became the best teacher. With each movement of Levi’s tongue and lips, the intense waves of pleasure crashed through Noah and rebounded back to Levi. The pleasure the little one felt leaked between the seams, bleeding through onto Levi until he was nearly drowning in it, feeling the consequence of every single movement even more clearly than if he had been doing it to himself.

And when that was added to the fact that he genuinely thought his baby’s little thing was especially fragrant and tasty, it resulted in Levi’s slurping being… especially enthusiastic.

And especially ruthless.

With the confidence granted to him by the ability to feel what his baby was feeling, he skipped through the tentative probing and fumbling around straight to greedily devouring like a hungry babe sucking milk from its mother.

His baby was extremely sensitive and liked every one of his administrations, whether they were gentle or rough, but according to Levi’s observations, the more forceful he was, the more his baby was “feeling it”. And the more his baby enjoyed it, the more captivating he became in Levi’s eyes.

The sight of him was more intoxicating, more addictive than the most potent of drugs. The very existence of this perfect creature drove him mad with need, borderline insane with the urge to possess, to love, to never let go.

He, Astar Levi, might not be a good guy and might not even be entirely sane, but all his darkness and his light were just for this one person.

Levi’s moist and warm mouth wrapped tightly around Noah, his initially clumsy movements quickly turning more and more skilled, until the pleasure became so unbearable Noah thought he would die. Involuntary tears streaked down his burning cheeks, and he writhed underneath Levi desperately – well, with as much struggle as his jelly-like limbs could muster, which was… not much. Not much at all.

Whenever the pleasure became too excessive, which was more times than Noah could count, he reflexively opened his mouth to cry “no!” and “don’t!” But when the words reached the tip of his tongue, he forcefully bit them back down.

Bah, what if the other actually stopped what he was doing, thinking Noah didn’t want to continue?! He couldn’t possibly tell the other it felt so good he couldn’t handle it! Ah, he was already dying out shame as it was! He really couldn’t thicken his face to explain that he felt compelled to protest by pure instinct and was actually just screaming drivel that shouldn’t be taken seriously!

…It-it was still safer to just bite his own tongue and resist the impulse to scream no when he didn’t really mean it… (⁄ ⁄> ︿ <⁄ ⁄)

“Don’t clench your teeth …” Levi let the pink appendage pop out of his mouth, taking several heavy breaths, “…no matter what comes out… it sounds so good… I want to hear it all…” In between his huffs, Levi reached out towards the nearly forgotten pink, sparkly bottle of lube. “Baby… don’t be afraid to voice it out… how about this… if you don’t like it… then just prick me with reverse soothing… I’ll only stop if you prick me, ok?”

In between muffled sobs, beet-red baby Noah nodded his little fluffy head, even though he internally thought that no matter what Levi did, he wouldn’t stop him.

Even if it was really shameful or scary or painful.

Though Noah was a bit mad yesterday and wanted to make a statement, actually, he couldn’t bear to refuse Levi.

Whatever the other did to him, he secretly liked.

Because he really, really liked this person.

And Noah’s like was very straightforward and simple.

If the other loved him, then Noah would love him even more.

If the other treated him well, then Noah would treat him even better.

If the other was happy, then Noah was even happier.

If the other liked something, then Noah would also like it.

So he wouldn’t prick him. He would never prick him.

Besides…

It…. it felt so good… (⁄ ⁄> ︿ <⁄ ⁄) …even when it hurt, it still felt really, really good…

With the “safe word” out of the way, Levi popped open the cap of the bottle with his thumb and poured the contents onto his palm. This bottle was a result of his extensive research for the best product on the market. Not only were its lubricating effects long-lasting, but it also improved blood circulation, increased and prolonged the pleasure, and also, ahem, boosted the libido…

Plainly put, the lube made one feel better and want it more. o(￣▽￣)ｄ

Honestly, Levi didn’t think that using such a thing was necessary – doing it with his baby would be mind-blowing enough on its own – but his baby deserved the best, and more pleasure was better than less. Ergo, “Shut up and take my money!”

Levi dropped the bottle and rubbed his hands together, generously spreading the substance all over his palms. He then took hold of Noah’s lower member, squeezing and pumping to cover its entire length with the crystalline liquid.

When the translucent goo came in contact with Noah’s sensitive flesh, the difference in temperature sent a shiver up his spine. However, soon enough, the cool sensation was replaced with slight tingling.

Noah didn’t know whether it was just his imagination, but his already extremely sensitive “little brother” seemed to have become even more sensitive. Not only did it become more sensitive, but it became a bit… itchy?

Not the usual kind of itch that made you want to scratch it, but the kind that made him feel… antsy? Needy? Uncomfortable unless he was being stroked?

This strange itchiness started out very subtle, but soon enough, it grew to the point that Noah’s pouty lips released an involuntary whine in protest when Levi stopped touching him to pour out more lube.

While that large, rough hand milked his length, waves upon waves of brutal pleasure assaulted his consciousness, stacking and pooling into a devastating tempest just on the verge of exploding. Yet as soon as the hand left him, the growth of this violent, soul-sizzling rapture would screech to a halt.

The peak loomed so close within reach, but just before he could grasp it, it would slip in between his fingers. Maddening and intolerable!!

Noah’s pink toes dug into the crimson sheets, his “birdie” agitatedly bouncing up and down, very miserably begging for attention. In fact, the pitiful little thing throbbed and “itched” so much that amongst its owner’s restless squirming, it ended up smacking Levi across the face.

Noah’s wiggling froze in place with wide eyes. And then, as soon as what just happened fully registered, he scrambled to cover up his burning face with his arms.

“Pfft!” Levi did his best to stifle a chuckle, but his mirth failed to be contained. It swelled alongside his baby’s puffed-up cheeks.

Hearing that husky snicker, Noah really regretted his inability to deliver a proper smack to express his indignance. ‘You dare laugh!! (ꐦ °Д°) Isn’t this all your fault?! You should feel lucky my hands are tied! Otherwise, you’d now have a nice, red palm print on your stupidly sturdy chest!!’

Levi, too, regretted the state of those tied-up hands – he should have pressed them down more firmly or tied them to the bedpost, so his baby wouldn’t be able to use them to cover up his delectable embarrassment.

He dearly wanted to see those puffy eyes that were filled with unspoken grievances and shame. Seeing his lovely darling so deliciously vulnerable awoke something primal within him, a sinful fire that set his entire body and soul aflame.

– Author Note –

Noah, ‘You should feel lucky my hands are tied! Otherwise, you’d now have a nice, red palm print on your stupidly sturdy chest!!’

Meanwhile Blackie: “Atta boy! You sure told him! Stupidly sturdy! Ha-ha! Nicely done! No one would ever be able to guess that you were actually jealous at how hard and sexy his chest was!” (¬‿¬)

Noah, “…are you mocking me? You are mocking me, right?” (ꐦ ≖ ‸ ≖)

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So yeah, who knows when that’ll happen? ╮(╯▽╰)╭

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