I'm A Capture Target?! [BL]

Chapter 4

{A/N: First part of this ch belongs to a different persons' pov than Reese, the mc. I know, I know "doesn't that apply to first person?" Well, I'm a noob at third person writing and calling mc a "she" during this interaction would deem the bl tag useless lol. So thats what I worried about.

I was also surprised by the sudden increase in reads. Thank you very much for stopping by as this is my first bl story, as well as the first ever smut I've tried to write, so please forgive my inexperience.}

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He had always been looking for Reese Graschen. They had a promise a few weeks prior that they would meet once Reese had started attending Royal Academy.

On the day itself, the young man could only utter sadness when he saw the back of the fleeting figure from afar, while many others swarm around him like flies.

The young man was sure Reese would be delighted when they come to meet. But he felt only confusion after seeing his expression.

Under the dim lighting, feeling the soft, wet-still grass under them, Reese looked scared.

"I might've abruptly shocked him."

But seeing the jade-white skin and jeweled eyes entranced him to hold the son of a duke, closer.

"I finally found you."

The young man leaned in and went for the attack.

Their lips came in contact.

Like electricity, there was a spark. The young man tasted Reeses' lips. It was smooth, soft. He handled it so gently and passionately, Reese had stopped resisting.

The young man inwardwardly smiled. He playfully sucked and kissed Reese, stealing air so greedily. Like a snake, his tongue penetrated through his teeth and went in.

It explored around and tasted his mouth, teasing to dance with him. Holding the back of Reeses' head, the young man pushed lightly, further deepening the kiss.

Soft moans escaped from Reese. It excited him.

The young man wanted more.

With his fingers, he slowly traced the body he held. With his every touch, Reese quivered. Cute.

Even with cloth covering Reese, the young man felt the lean body. The nice slight curves at his waist, the voluptous arse he owned. The young man was sure Reese would have been entitled the most sexiest man if he showed off his body.

With his keen sense, he felt Reese wanting to gasp for air. Slowly, the two lips separated, with a silver thread-like liquid in between, connecting them.

As Reese inhaled a mouthful of air, the young man observed him. A face so red, redder than tomatoes, the sweet smell of sweat, small tears forming at the corner of his beautiful eyes, Reese looked very enticing.

The young man drew closer some more and pecked a kiss on his alluring neck, causing Reese to flinch, but once more he didn't refuse.

The young man took this as a sign of invitation, which fired up his lust. His eyes narrowed down and saw the expected spot belonging to Reese. With light and teasing touches, his long, slender fingers slowly crawled over the small hump of the fabric.