Vol 1: Week 3 (1)

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Hi!!! Sorry for not uploading past weeks. I just had a long New Year holiday ☺️ And now I'm back with the usual weekly update 🙌

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"Are you really sure you won't be needing us to prepare a meal?"

Mrs. May, from Leeds, is Karlyle's childhood nanny and his longtime maid at his mansion. She asks him, her eyelashes flutter with worry. She has been by his side for years, he meets her more often than his mother Alice. Mrs. May must know him better than his own mother.

Sitting at the large rectangular table made of mahogany, Karlyle puts down his newspaper and looks at her. She seems to want to prepare the best welcome for his guest.

"It's all right."

Mariam is asking whether there's really no need to prepare a meal for his guest. Except for his ruts, this is the first time he has brought someone home.

That's why Mariam was in a fuss at the unexpected news, but when he said she didn't need to be here, she appeared to be very disappointed. Despite knowing that she acts like that since she cares about him, Karlyle is a little uncomfortable as Mariam seems to have misunderstood his relationship with Ash.

Right, he's uncomfortable.

There's displeasure. Every time he thinks about Ash, there's something frustrating and choking in his chest.

Six days ago, to be exact. From that day on, every day, his mind kept wandering back to what happened around 5 p.m. last Sunday. He found himself unable to control his mind. The memory of that day was really embarrassing and intense.

Ash was so.... Ash did that to him, and the symptom that had been bothering him for over a month was resolved.

It had been a long time since he could reach climax. His symptom had been showing signs for months because he pushed himself too hard and delayed the treatment. As a result, his symptom got the worst last month.

Not that his skepticism about sex has disappeared or changed, but he was able to cum. His semen dripped from Ash's hand, and Ash licked it deliciously.

That was not all. After mischievously answering Karlyle's question about his type, Ash teased him again. Easily blocking his way to escape, Ash put his finger back in and messed up his inside again.

As if to prove that his first orgasm was real, Karlyle came for the second time. Every time Ash moved, everything in his head melted without a trace, like a sugar cube dissolved in water. His eyelids fluttered in heat, his vision turned blurry, and his body burned as if each of his blood vessels was boiling.

After that, he thought he should give Ash satisfaction as well. Hesitating for a few seconds, Karlyle decided to check. He wasn't certain whether Ash got excited when seeing him.

Although Ash did say inappropriate things like "tongue", he and Ash weren't on good terms at the beginning, so it's hard to guess how Ash felt.

Apparently, the issue here was Karlyle's own attitude. He didn't dare to check whether his partner was excited? Not like him at all.

So, after a moment of hesitation, he moved. Instead of asking Ash, he lifted his hand and reached for Ash's groin. The atmosphere right now was a little... so it was awkward to ask him directly.

Seeing his hand, Ash stopped him and smiled.

"I'm fine."

Fine? So all this time, Ash wasn't excited?

"If we do it now, I'm afraid that it'll be too much for you, Karlyle."

Ash's sentence implied a somewhat rude underestimation of his stamina, but Karlyle did not object. Ash was right. What just happened was too much for him.

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