The Guide is Actually a Body-Switching Esper [BL]
Chapter 312: All To Himself [M]

Chapter 312: All To Himself [M]

"Ah!" Damien gasped, with both pleasure and surprise, as Lane’s mouth wrapped around his cock, taking the whole length in. His tongue massaged Damien’s cock, his piercing adding extra stimulation, which caused Damien’s whole body to tremble...

How was Lane doing it, moving his tongue with such agility, when he had his mouth full of cock, Damien didn’t know. Although he himself had gotten much better since his first attempt, he still couldn’t imitate it, no matter how hard he tried. It was probably the result of Lane’s years of experience...

But that wasn’t something he really wanted to think about. Although he knew that Lane had had sex with many men (and women) before... It wasn’t something pleasant to imagine. He accepted that about Lane, but never wanted to dig any deeper into it... And usually, he dismissed those thoughts, explaining to himself that Lane was just ’natural’ at it, since that was easier on his mind.

Except that now...

’He most certainly is well-equipped...’

’He was already doing well years ago...’

Ethan’s earlier words suddenly came into his mind. He bit on his lip, grasping onto the sheets, an image of Lane and Ethan appearing in his head...

Of course, he had already known that the two of them had a past. And it was just this - PAST. There wasn’t anything between them now, and Ethan was trying to hit on Damien, not Lane... But hearing Ethan praise Lane’s skill in bed just made him uncomfortable.

Jealous.

That Ethan got to know young, inexperienced Lane. A version of his boyfriend that Damien could never meet. It couldn’t be helped - it was years ago, and at that time, Damien wasn’t even in the Capital. And he was almost two years younger, not to mention, he didn’t have his awakening until much, much later...

But still.

Damien wanted Lane all to himself. Past Lane, current Lane, and the future Lane as well...

And above all, he wanted a part of him that no one had ever had.

It seemed like such an impossible wish. Lane had always taken charge in bed. And what Ethan said earlier was right - Lane didn’t let him top...

Naturally, that didn’t mean that Damien was interested in Ethan’s offer, not in the slightest. Yes, he wanted to top... But he wanted to top Lane. Only Lane. Not anyone else. And if remaining forever as a bottom was what it took for him to be with Lane, then Damien was willing to do that. It was just that...

"Ah!" A surprised cry escaped his mouth, as Lane pulled out all of a sudden, and bit his thigh. Hard. Not hard enough to draw any blood, but enough to clear Damien’s head and snap him out of his thoughts.

"You’re distracted," Lane pointed out, staring at him intensely with narrowed eyes. "Are you not enjoying it?"

"That’s not it!" Damien quickly shook his head. Lane’s technique was great, as always, and his body was reacting to it, trembling and flushing, all heated up, with precum leaking from his tip, and his breathing quickened. It was just that the thoughts clouding his mind were too heavy to be easily dispelled with pleasure...

Lane observed him carefully for a while longer. He really wanted to just keep on going, as he was already rock hard, and wanted to prepare Damien and stick it in soon... But he didn’t enjoy having sex when his boyfriend’s mind was clearly somewhere else, even if Damien said it was okay. That was just... such a mood killer. If that’s how it was going to be, then Lane might as well just rub it off by himself...

Although to have such a bed issue right after the conversation he had overheard earlier in the day... It really made Lane feel unsettled. Was Damien perhaps... thinking about Ethan? Lane bit his lip, thinking about what to do now...

But Damien wasn’t thinking about Ethan, not anymore. And most certainly not in a way that Lane was imagining. He just... was thinking about the steps he can take next.

They stayed like that in silence for a while, Damien on his back, Lane kneeling between his legs, the atmosphere tense and awkward. Nothing serious had happened, Damien had just been a bit distracted for a moment, but with all that had been going on recently, this little hiccup was enough to ruin their peace. Even if their feelings were not, their relationship was still rather fragile...

It was like thin ice. One wrong step, and cracks immediately started to appear. Take another wrong step, and the ice might give in, breaking underneath their feet, and dragging them into the cold and dark waters underneath...

And they both were aware of it. Especially in a moment like now, when the cracks were clearly visible.

Which was why neither of them dared to act recklessly, not even Lane. Although he had always acted casual, and would never admit it, right now, he was just as anxious as Damien, perhaps even more... Even if he couldn’t quite tell why exactly he was so nervous to begin with. It was just a relationship, after all, no? Even if they broke up, it’s not like Lane would die or anything... He would just... have to change his plans a bit...

In the end, it was Damien who snapped out of it first. He sat up all of a sudden, grabbed Lane, and flipped him around, so that Lane was now lying on his back, while Damien was on top of him.

"I was just thinking about how you’re... so skilled... with your tongue earlier," he explained, his face flushing even more than it already was from embarrassment. He could hardly believe himself that those words made it past his throat. But, since he had already decided to do it, he would go all this way through. "So, I wanted to get more practice myself... So that I can make you feel just as good..."

Lane’s eyes widened. Surely Damien didn’t mean...

He didn’t get a chance to ask, though, because Damien had already lowered himself down, and captured his lips.