The Reincarnator's Inauspicious Route to Finding Love-Chapter 51: Avowal (3)

Adrien stood up on his tip toes to give Mikyle a better angle. His hands reached for the outer shirt of Mikyle’s suit and dug themselves into it, pulling him closer.

With a chuckle that reverberated against Adrien’s lips, Mikyle deepened the kiss. And much to Adrien’s delight, he felt Mikyle’s tongue poking against him, asking for permission to enter.

Mikyle’s hands slipped down low, finding the sash that kept Adrien’s robe tied. With a gentle tug, the knot came undone and the robe fell open.

The muscles of Adrien’s stomach tightened when the cold touch of Mikyle’s hands landed on his abdomen.

"Too cold," Adrien whined against Mikyle’s lips.

"Sorry."

Before long, the hands against his skin started to feel warm, almost hot. The wet material Adrien was clutching in his hands start to dry. "How are you doing that?" Adrien asked, trying to break away from the kiss. It was a struggle that ended in vain.

"Magic," Mikyle answered, his teeth scraping against Adrien’s lower lip. "I’m using the unique fire element that I possess to gradually warm my skin. Does it feel better now?"

"Yes. But why didn’t you do it sooner?" Adrien asked in between breaths. "Instead of walking around with wet clothes?"

Mikyle chose to shrug as an answer as he dove toward Adrien’s neck, sucking on the sensitive skin there. His hands, which felt rough against Adrien’s skin, slowly felt their way up, inching closer and closer to the twin rosy peaks. Mikyle’s thumbs closed over his nipples and then pinched them. He rolled the now hardened buds between his thumb and index finger.

"Hngh!" Adrien moaned, unable to hold it in any longer. It was the first time he had been touched there, and he had no idea that that much pleasure could be wrought from there.

The pinching on his nipples came to a stop. "Hold on Kitten," Mikyle whispered against his neck when a whimper slipped out of Adrien at the loss of contact. Mikyle then slid his hands underneath Adrien’s buttocks and lifted him up until his legs straddled around Mikyle’s waist.

With just a few strides, they arrived at the bed. Mikyle settled Adrien down onto it, his bathrobe flowing out around him. He then caged Adrien between himself and the mattress.

Mikyle’s mouth found his again and Adrien greedily took in his tongue. He could feel himself growing warmer as his body screamed for more. It was such an intense reaction that it would have startled Adrien on any other occasion, but for now, he decided to give into it because in that moment, it felt too good to care about any repercussions this intense feeling might be alluding to.

And all we’re doing is literally just kissing! If kissing felt this amazing, then what will the rest of it feel like?

Mikyle pulled away from him, breaking their kiss. His red eyes were hooded and his face was flushed with desire.

Adrien squirmed underneath him, causing his robe to slide down his arms, exposing his shoulders. "Please!"

Mikyle’s reddened lips lifted into a smirk. "I’ll give you everything you want, so please, wait just a bit longer."

After taking in the sight before him, Mikyle leaned down and claimed a perky red bud with his mouth.

"Ah!" Adrien gasped. His hands moved themselves to Mikyle’s head where they twined themselves into his golden locks, urging him on as his fingers dug into his scalp.

That strange heat that Adrien always felt whenever Mikyle would touch him doubled in intensity. His blood felt warm and his skin itched for relief. He briefly wondered if Mikyle felt like this as well.

Teeth scraped against Adrien’s sensitive rose buds, drawing out a moan, and his back arched of its own violation. And then Mikyle’s hand rubbed against his other nipple, causing yet another moan to escape from Adrien’s lips.

His eyes started to flutter shut as tears beaded onto his lashes. He wasn’t sure if he could make it through the night if the foreplay was causing this much of a reaction out of him.

After one final suckle, Mikyle kissed his way over to the other nipple, sucking and nipping the skin as he went.

"Mi. . .Kyle!" Adrien managed to get out. He tugged at Mikyle’s hair, trying to pull him away from his chest.

Mikyle leaned up, and the sudden draft of cold air from his movement assaulted Adrien’s chest as it felt bitingly cold against his wet skin. "Alright! Alright!" Mikyle chuckled when he saw Adrien’s pout. Without saying another word, Mikyle unbuttoned his shirt and slowly slid off the layered material.

Adrien found himself gulping when the golden, sculpted skin underneath was finally revealed. And just like a protagonist straight out of a book, Mikyle sported a six pack that was defined enough to wash clothes on.

"Like what you see?"

Adrien nodded, uncaring of the proud smirk that found its way onto Mikyle’s slightly swollen lips. Adrien brought his arms up and slowly slid his hands over Mikyle’s chest, loving the way it felt beneath his fingers.

I don’t think I have ever been happier than I am now that my sisters had unintentionally turned me bi.

Mikyle’s features warped and a harsh breath escaped from his twisted lips. He looked as if he was holding himself back.

Adrien propped himself up and wrapped his arms around Mikyle’s neck. Pulling him down, Adrien slowly kissed him. He then looked up at Mikyle from underneath his lashes, a playful smirk making its way onto his swollen lips. It’s time for some payback,he thought with a giddiness, unaware that all of the hesitation and shyness that he felt before were completely gone.

Adrien moved his face down lower until he was eye level with Mikyle’s pecs, and what pecs they were. Tentatively, he flicked out his tongue. Mikyle shivered when the wet muscle flicked against one of his nipples, bringing a smile to Adrien. Teasingly slow, Adrien decided to put Mikyle through the same torture that he had just went through.

Mikyle’s hand, which he had at some point brought to Adrien’s head, gently tugged on his hair. "That’s enough, Kitten."

Adrien was soon on his back again as he watched with hooded eyes as Mikyle tug his pants off. The sight before him had his eyes springing open and his mouth parting in shock.

I was right in thinking he was prime top material.

With Mikyle’s lower half free from its confines, it stood erect as if it were begging for attention. Adrien subconsciously bit his lower lip as his eyes zeroed in on the large shaft.

"That’s. . .not gonna fit," Adrien muttered unconsciously.

Mikyle smirked down at him as he ran a hand through his hair. "Fret not, Kitten. I’ll make sure to loosen you up enough to take all of me in."

Adrien’s body heated for a whole different reason and he wanted nothing more than to bury his head into a pillow. But he found himself unable to turn his face away. . .and it had nothing to do with the fact that all of his pillows had somehow disappeared off the bed.

Mikyle leaned over him and reached into the drawer beside his bed. Adrien’s eyes widened when he found the modern-looking bottle of lube and the pack of condoms that Mikyle now held in his hand.

When did he sneak those in here?!

He was more surprised over the fact that they had been in his drawer without his knowledge over the fact that this world had modern-day condoms and packaging. He had already known that this world had a variety of condoms that were, thankfully, not made with the bladders of animals thanks to the Queen Reagent. Actually, now that Adrien thought about it, the Queen Reagent had introduced a lot of inventions that were surprisingly advanced, or at least, things that were common in his old world.

Before Adrien could fully process his thoughts and the surprising theory that was starting to develop about the Queen Reagent, something cold touched the entrance of his ass, causing a sharp intake of breath from him.

"Tsk," Mikyle clicked his tongue at him. "I must not be doing a good enough job if your mind is already wondering."

Adrien’s fingers dug into the sheet and he spread his legs to offer Mikyle a better angle. "Sorry."

"Hmm." A finger slid inside him, causing Adrien’s breath to escape. Mikyle’s eyes were lowered as he focused on the task before him, his face flushed and his breath ragged. "I’ll take your apology once you scream my name in pleasure." His words were accentuated by the entrance of a second finger, causing Adrien’s back to arch at the strange feeling.

Adrien’s fingers clawed their way into the sheet, bunching the silky material in his sweaty palms. His back dug into the bed as he offered his ass on a silver platter while Mikyle skillfully prodded and poked his hole with expertise.

Every touch was made with precision, and Adrien was starting to think that Mikyle had to have been lying about being a virgin.

Mikyle soon covered Adrien with his body. Adrien released his grip on the bedsheet and he wrapped his arms around his neck, pulling Mikyle flushed against him.

Mikyle’s mouth found his, at the same time Mikyle’s shaft started to slowly slide into him.

"Hngh!" He moaned into Mikyle’s mouth as he felt an earth-shattering type of pleasure with practically each of Mikyle’s thrusts. "Ahh! Mi-kyle!"

Mikyle’s tantalizing tongue slipped out of his mouth and he began trailing kisses down his neck and collarbone. Adrien’s eyes fluttered shut as tears pricked his lashes and lost himself to the mind blowing pleasure that he had never truly felt before.