So sorry that this is so short! I made a mistake and didn’t realize how little was left in the chapter when I posted the last part. The next chapter will be up right away. Please forgive me!
BLBJ 6.6
by osmo“Haa…”
Eizen slumped limply onto the bed.
‘Just one feather, and this is what it does.’
He’d thought the stuff sold at the secret shop was weird.
But having sex with it was pure torture.
It was sex where he felt every inch of his body and what it meant to be unable to move even a fingertip.
At least with Pike, he could walk out afterward. But now, even lying face down, his legs were trembling.
“Are you alright?”
Where had the voice that had tickled his entire body and whispered tenderly gone? Jeremiah’s voice was as cold as ever. But Eizen didn’t even have the mental energy left to be upset about that.
‘Does it look like I’m alright?’
Even a hollow ‘I’m fine’ wouldn’t come out.
“Your Majesty.”
A grotesque voice escaped him. Eizen clutched his throat. The hoarse, cracked sound was painful just to hear.
Jeremiah, now neatly dressed, chuckled lightly and perched on the edge of the bed.
Jeremiah lifted Eizen’s chin. His long fingers brushed back the sweat-soaked hair, then he leaned down and kissed his forehead. It was an action utterly at odds with the word ‘tyrant’.
When Eizen clenched his eyes shut, Jeremiah’s fingertips traced his lips.
“You look like you want a kiss.”
“No…”
His voice still cracked hoarsely.
When Eizen pressed his lips tightly together, Jeremiah let out another faint chuckle. A soft sensation settled on Eizen’s lips before quickly withdrawing.
“Rest.”
Eizen lay on the damp bed, blinking blankly.
💬Well, we definitely know Jeremiah’s tastes now.
💬Guess he secretly likes all that sweet, lovey-dovey stuff.
💬Doesn’t suit him though.
💬Still, I actually kinda like it.
💬How many hours has it been?
💬What time is it now?
💬Whoa, it’s already past lunch time lol
💬His stamina’s insane, seriously.
Eizen stared blankly at the chat window.
‘Ah, I need to turn to the camera.’
Literally, he couldn’t move a finger. What was he supposed to do? Even flipping his body over while lying face-down on the bed was impossible.
💎[EmperorLongLive donated 100,000 won] — I’ll have to watch it over and over.
“Haah.”
Only a sigh escaped him. No matter what people said, Eizen’s eyes grew heavy and droopy.
‘Damn it. To turn off the stream, I have to get the other four to appear too.’
He just wanted to sleep.
Isn’t there such a thing as a sleep stream? It was the moment Eizen’s blinks grew slower and slower…
The women came rushing in.