BLBJ 13.1

Fireworks of Desire

The meal at Marquis Nemeo’s was tasty, but its presentation was a bit rough. The meal at the Imperial Palace, however, was like each dish was a work of art.

You could see at a glance that they’d taken care to shape everything, even the whipped cream and the way the meat was sliced. The presentation seemed calculated down to the way the juices seeped out. Just looking at it made your stomach feel full.

💬Wow, that’s insane.
💬He eats like that every day? Jeremiah must work hard to keep that body in shape.
💬A top with a belly isn’t a real top.
💬Eizen, let’s do a mukbang!
💬Let’s blow up the donations for a food stream!

Eizen confidently reached out, buoyed by the viewers’ cheers.

Even the salad wasn’t just haphazardly chopped; each piece was carefully arranged to look beautiful when lifted with a fork. The bright yellow dressing glistened as it drizzled over the green leaves.

Eizen started with the salad. The flavor was superb. The tangy dressing was perfect for whetting the appetite, and the vegetables crunched satisfyingly.

Eizen moved his jaw with a happy expression.

The bread was perfectly warm, not too hot. When split in half, the soft white crumb tore cleanly along the grain. The rich aroma of butter wafted up. Placed in his mouth without any topping, it tasted slightly sweet and savory, delicious on its own.

The cross-section of the meat was a mouthwatering crimson. What’s more, every time he touched it, juices oozed out. Before he even chewed, the meat melted away on his tongue as if it were crumbling, and Eizen couldn’t help but let out a sigh.

The jam and sauce were incredibly delicious, but he could have eaten just the meat and bread all day long.

After stuffing his face until he was full, Eizen finally turned his attention to the cake. A perfect, untouched round cake, not a single slice cut.

As Eizen hesitated, Jeremiah handed him a knife.

“S-should I cut it?”
“Yeah.”

Watching Jeremiah smile wryly, as if amused, Eizen swallowed hard. To put a knife to this work of art, made with such care.

After peering at the round cake from every angle for a long while, Eizen slowly brought the knife down.

💬Cross-section! Show us the cross-section!
💬Aaaahhh! The knife’s going in…
💬I’m getting full just watching this.
💬When you’re done conquering everyone and have nothing left to do, Eizen, do a mukbang.
💬Imperial Palace mukbang.
💬You could rotate the tops and have each of them guest star in a food stream.

The knife slowly sank into the smoothly spread cream. It was so soft that cutting it felt almost effortless. When Eizen cut a slice and slowly lifted it, the layered cross-section of cake and cream was revealed.

At that moment, donations poured in. As viewers had said, Eizen was quite talented at mukbang too.

“Would you like a slice?”
“No.”

Jeremiah shook his head briefly. Eizen carefully transferred the cake to a plate.

Swish. 

The fork slid in smoothly.

“Mmm…”

Eizen put the cake in his mouth and let out a shallow moan without realizing it. It was a flavor impossible to eat without moaning.

Both its appearance and taste were absolutely perfect chocolate cake.

Moist and richly infused with chocolate, just enough to avoid being overly dense. Fresh cream blended into the chocolate in just the right proportion. The cake layers melted away with the cream. It was perfectly satisfying, not too heavy, drawing spontaneous admiration.

After the cake came an éclair filled to the brim, followed by a macaron boasting a flawless texture. He had thought he was full to bursting, but the desserts kept going down.

For nearly two hours, Jeremiah watched Eizen with an amused expression, chin propped on his hand.

Eizen set down his fork, clutching his stomach, now perfectly full with no room left. Only then did Jeremiah smile faintly and set down the fork he’d been holding on his plate.

“Finished?”
“Yes, it was truly delicious.”
“That’s what I wanted to hear.”

Eizen rose, following Jeremiah, feeling happy. After all, a man must eat his fill.

‘Ah, it’ll be truly troublesome if I face the fallen noble’s table again later.’

After enjoying such a luxurious meal. To think he’d have to go back home to rough bread and thin soup again.

Eizen couldn’t help but feel gloomy. Still, he forced himself to shake off the gloomy thoughts and trailed after Jeremiah.

What had they been doing? The sun was already setting. He’d gone to bed late and risen in the afternoon, so it was an unavoidable situation. As Eizen walked, staring blankly at the sky, Jeremiah’s firm fingers gripped his elbow tightly.

“You should walk looking ahead.”
“Ah, yes…”

His affection felt utterly unfamiliar. Eizen just nodded.

The place they arrived at was a very large room. A very large room with a huge bed in the center. It was so lavish that even a stranger would call it the Emperor’s bedroom.

Seeing the bed, Eizen finally realized.

‘Right! The Affinity Potion!’

He’d been so focused on eating he’d forgotten about it.

Eizen quickly opened the shop and bought the Affinity Potion. It would have been so much easier if he’d slipped it to Jeremiah during dinner. Why did it only occur to him now?

💬Ah, the affinity potion lololol
💬I completely forgot about that.
💬The mukbang was just too fun 😭
💬That food stream was honestly soul-stealing.
💬But the table setting was so extravagant…

It felt a bit unfair that the viewers had all forgotten about it too. What harm would it do if someone remembered and mentioned it?

Eizen glanced around while gently tugging at Jeremiah’s coat draped over his shoulder.

A wine bottle and glasses sat on one side.

‘That’s it.’

Wouldn’t it be natural to just offer a drink?

Jeremiah’s hand, which had already undone the coat buttons and loosened Eizen’s clothing, moved toward his shoulder. Fingers that had stroked his collarbone slowly pushed the coat hanging over his shoulder down and off. The sudden loss of warmth made him feel a little chilly.

“Jeremiah.”

Jeremiah’s hot palm pressed firmly against Eizen’s lower back. Between their intertwined thighs, he felt the hardened member. The moment Eizen glanced toward the wine, Jeremiah bit down hard on his lips.

“Now you need to fill me up.” His voice was low, tinged with laughter.

‘Doesn’t sex actually make you hungrier afterward?’

The thought suddenly crossed his mind.

But he couldn’t voice it. Jeremiah’s tongue was scraping down Eizen’s palate, curling around his tongue and pulling it.

“Ugh, mmm…”

‘The Affinity Potion is…’

His thought didn’t even reach its end. The fabric, failing its purpose as clothing, ripped with a sharp tearing sound. The material that had been tougher than leather when Eizen tried to tear it seemed thinner than paper in front of Jeremiah.

The shredded fabric instantly slid off his skin. The fingertips that had been tracing Eizen’s chest pressed firmly against the unusually soft areola and flicked the protruding nipple.

“Huh.”

Eizen urgently grabbed Jeremiah’s collar with both hands. His body, already hypersensitive, ignited instantly at the slightest touch.

Jeremiah, having confirmed the evidence of arousal by feeling the front of Eizen’s pants, smiled faintly.

“Guess wearing clothes like this made you even more excited.”
“That’s… Ah. Ahh.”

Jeremiah’s long fingers easily undid the belt and slipped inside. Gently cupping the already stiff cock, Jeremiah moved his hand slowly. Eizen could only gasp and tremble violently within that firm palm.

Eizen’s foreskin slowly slid down, then crept back up to the sensitive glans. Sticky fluid oozed from the opening. Fingertips pressed and rubbed the hole, spreading the liquid like a lubricant. Soon, a squelching sound echoed.

His rear hole tightened involuntarily. Now, when his front was touched, his hips jerked reflexively. As if begging to be thrust into immediately. Eizen exhaled short, ragged breaths.

“Je… Remiah.”

His voice flowed out, soaked through, impossible to tell if it was mixed with tears or melted by the heat. Eizen’s hand gripped Jeremiah’s collar tightly. Jeremiah’s firm chest was exposed through the gaping fabric.

Jeremiah hadn’t even touched his back passage. He’d only held his cock and stroked it. Yet his legs were already trembling uncontrollably.

“Huh, uh…”

As Eizen rubbed his flushed cheeks against Jeremiah’s chest, gasping, his body was suddenly lifted. A soft sensation touched his back, and lips pressed firmly against his once more.

“Mmm, hmm… Ah, ah…”

The hand kneading Eizen’s hips swiftly pulled down his pants and underwear in one motion. His spread legs wrapped tightly around Jeremiah’s waist.

It felt like something strange was fluttering inside his stomach. It was hot, ticklish, and different. Eizen exhaled sharply, placing his hand over Jeremiah’s.

Jeremiah slowly stroked the base of the glans, squeezing his fingers as he swept upward, then back down to the very root. The stimulation made Eizen’s mind flash.

“Huff, ah…”

Every time a moan escaped Eizen, Jeremiah swallowed it whole. The breath, the moan, the saliva – everything. Then, each time he blew breath into Eizen as if bestowing a favor, it felt like everything inside his lungs was burning fiercely.

Eizen moaned softly, his hands fumbling over his stomach. The sticky liquid seeping from the tip of his cock was soaking his belly damp. His fingertips slid over the skin.

“Jeremiah, ah, please…”

A dizzying pleasure surged through his mind. Yet, more than anyone, Eizen knew best that he could never be satisfied from just the front anymore.

As Eizen moaned, his throat tightening, a sticky, wet finger pressed firmly against the twitching hole.

“Is this better?”

Eizen’s face flushed bright red. The moment he gave a faint nod, Jeremiah’s fingertip slipped inside.

There was no pain or discomfort. Only pleasure remained.

Had he already grown accustomed to this act itself, or was it due to his sexual skill?

Eizen bit his lip lightly.

“Huh…”

A faint moan escaped Eizen’s mouth. The finger swirling inside, tracing the inner walls, quickly became two. All strength drained from his body.

The now soft, pliable opening savored Jeremiah’s fingers, soaking them wet. The swollen inner walls, taut with arousal, quivered, craving more of Jeremiah. Each time Jeremiah traced the inner folds, the walls writhed and clenched. A tingling sensation spread through his belly. So much so that he wished something large would scrape him hard.

“Ah, ugh… Jeremiah, hic…!”
“Haa.”

Their breaths tangled in a flustered rush. Eizen’s hips swayed involuntarily.

As if already knowing exactly where to touch for pleasure, the way his hips moved, seeking to rub his prostate against Jeremiah’s fingertips, was nothing but lewd. The squelching sounds from the wet hole only excited them both further.

Jeremiah’s hard cock pressed heavily against Eizen’s thigh. Eizen’s flat, white belly became damp and sticky as fingers stirred inside him. Every time Jeremiah swirled his fingers in the back hole, the glistening, trembling cock twitched and grew even more excited.

“Huh… Ha…”

Each time Jeremiah’s fingers spread and closed, the hole flexibly tightened.

Eizen fumbled his hand downward. When he lightly rubbed Jeremiah’s cock with his palm, thick with the sticky pre-cum dripping from his belly, a languid sigh escaped from between his tightly closed lips.

“Touch me more.” A low whisper brushed against Eizen’s ear. 

Pressed tightly against him, the sensation of teeth nibbling at his earlobe made his whole body flinch and tremble.

Eizen grasped the thick shaft, too large to hold fully in one hand, and moved his hand as Jeremiah had done. He stroked down to the very base, then back up to the tip. The smooth skin was sticky and wet, clinging to his palm. As his fingertips rubbed the quivering, transparent, sticky liquid oozing from the cock hole, Jeremiah let out a guttural, animalistic sound.

“Haah…”

Eizen’s back passage clenched tightly. He knew all too well what would happen when the cock entered. How far it would thrust in. How it would scrape against his inner walls. And how utterly ruined he’d become, moaning and crying out.

His mouth went completely dry. As Eizen’s fingers trembled, Jeremiah’s cock swelled even larger. As if it were already inside Eizen, savoring the feel of his inner walls.

“Ha, uhh…”

Their cocks bumped and rubbed together. That, too, was pleasurable. A different sensation from touching with hands, perhaps.

Eizen hesitated, then finally grasped both cocks with both hands and rubbed them together.

“This isn’t… bad either.” Jeremiah chuckled softly, then moved his hips slowly.

Eizen’s fingers, barely gripping the shaft, kept slipping. Jeremiah’s palm thrusting upward with force sent a wave of heat surging through his gut. The insides of his spread thighs trembled. It truly felt like he was piercing his inner walls.

Eizen tensed his legs, pulling Jeremiah’s hips even harder toward him, his own hips bucking up.

“Huh, ha…”

Eizen gasped and moaned. Despite the sensation that he might come immediately, his cock only twitched, unable to find greater pleasure. His back hole clenched so tightly it throbbed.

“Jeremiah, ugh, ah… Now, stop… ”
“Stop?”

Jeremiah’s low chuckle ran down Eizen’s spine. A shiver ran through Eizen’s entire body. The moment he trembled, the cock he’d been barely holding and rubbing with both hands slipped out. His buttocks were gripped tightly, then spread apart, and a blunt, hot tip pressed firmly against him.

Eizen’s entire body grew hot with anticipation. As if already sensing the pleasure to come, the strength in his toes tensed and then released, hot breath escaping between his lips.

“Ah, ugh…”

But instead of thrusting inside at once, Jeremiah merely slid the shaft along the wrinkled opening.

Eizen’s hips trembled violently. His insides screamed for the large cock, an unbearable itch he couldn’t resist.

Finally, he let out a moan mixed with sobs and shifted his hips slightly. The tip touched the hole again. The soft, hot cock pushed in slightly, stretching the hole taut.

“Say you want it.”
“W-I want it. I want it. Jeremiah, ah, please…”

Eizen tensed his legs and pulled at his waist, but Jeremiah’s cock didn’t go any deeper. Only after Eizen begged repeatedly, crying out that he wanted it, did Jeremiah’s glans slowly push further in. The sensation of being stretched wide sent a tingling shock through Eizen’s lower back.

“Ah, ah…”

Perhaps because the stimulation had been building continuously, the moment it entered, semen oozed out from Eizen’s cock. It wasn’t an ejaculation. It just flowed like water, trickling down until a pool of white liquid gathered around his navel.

“Haa.”

Jeremiah exhaled a languid breath, moving slowly as if savoring the inner motion. Pushing upward, tracing every wrinkle. Then, he groped the tightly stretched hole with his hand. Eizen’s entire body trembled sweetly.

“Ugh. Uh… Ugh.”

Eizen could see the inside of his belly trembling. And faintly, the outline of the phallus inside, protruding slightly.

Eizen groped his belly. Each time he pressed down on Jeremiah’s cock filling him up inside, he let out a shallow moan.

Between his spread legs, the dark red pillar that hadn’t fully entered yet was visible. Eizen exhaled shallowly several times. How slowly was it entering? It was advancing so slowly that it made him worry whether Jeremiah’s shape would be imprinted inside him like this.

Eizen’s insides spasmed uncontrollably, tightening and contracting. His swollen inner walls clamped down on Jeremiah’s cock, grinding against it. Eizen let out a faint moan, unable to tear his gaze away from between his legs.

After a long moment, the dark red cock buried itself completely between his buttocks. The sensation of thighs pressing tightly against his buttocks sent a shiver through Eizen’s entire body.

He was too exhausted to even twitch a finger, left slumped on the bed, gasping for breath.

“Haah, haah…”

As Eizen couldn’t tear his gaze away from below, Jeremiah lifted his hips as if to show him more.

“Ugh…!”

A moan escaped him involuntarily at the sensation of the hard cock wriggling inside. Slowly, the dark red shaft withdrew. The sticky, wet skin glistened in the light, and the hole twitching was clearly visible.

“Ah, ah…”

Eizen covered his burning face with his hands. He knew he should look away from the unparalleled lewdness of it. Yet, he couldn’t help but keep watching. He was almost convinced that thing had truly been inside his belly.

The glistening wet shaft withdrew completely, the wide-spread glans catching at the edge of the hole. Both their bodies were drenched in sweat.

Despite the slow pace of the sex, the pleasure was intense. Eizen licked his parched lips with the tip of his tongue. Just when it seemed the hole was being forced open as if to let it slip out completely, it plunged deep inside in one swift thrust.

“Huh!”

Eizen’s entire body began to tremble violently. Jeremiah’s hands gripped his waist tightly, then repeatedly pulled his large cock out roughly before thrusting it back in.

“Ugh, yeah, mmm…!”

Each time the massive cock slammed against his inner walls, semen spurted out. His belly grew slick with the pungent smell. Every time Eizen threw his head back and writhed, Jeremiah, already wildly aroused, even grabbed his cock and jerked it with his hand.

Every time Jeremiah’s hand gripping Eizen’s cock moved up and down, his entire body shuddered. His insides twitched and clenched tightly, his mind growing hazy.

“Ah, no. Ah! Stop….. Ugh, Jeremiah, ah!”

A moan mixed with sobs escaped from between Eizen’s lips.

He hadn’t even bought anything from [♥Secret Shop – Jeremiah♥]. Yet the pleasure Eizen felt now was no different from buying an item from the Secret Shop.

Splattered semen landed with a wet thud on his chest. Jeremiah’s fingers smeared the lukewarm, slippery liquid over Eizen’s nipples. Each time the hard, erect nipple slipped and twitched beneath his fingertips, Eizen’s entire body trembled violently.

The plush mattress became damp and soaked. The bed creaked and shook under the increasingly violent actions. Every time Eizen’s body was pushed upward, Jeremiah’s hand pulled his waist back down hard.

“Ah!”

The sensation of being penetrated deeply again made Eizen’s entire body tremble violently. Each thrust from Jeremiah made him feel like a ragdoll jerking uncontrollably. The softness felt ticklish, but the sensation churning inside his stomach instantly made his breath catch.

Eizen reached out and barely managed to clasp Jeremiah’s arm tightly. His sweat-soaked skin made his grip slip repeatedly, and each time, Jeremiah pulled Eizen’s waist harder.

“Ha, ugh!”

Squelching sounds and moans intertwined. The dark red member, soaked through, repeatedly plunged deep between his ass cheeks and withdrew, white foam forming each time.

“Ha…“

Jeremiah swept his damp hair back. Sweat beaded on his chin and dripped down. Each time Eizen’s legs wrapped around his waist and trembled, the bed creaked in rhythm.

”Ah, hic…”

The sensation of being pressed and stretched inside never felt familiar, no matter how many times it happened. He was so confused he couldn’t tell if what he was feeling now was climax or simple pleasure. Every time Eizen’s body rocked up and down, his cock swayed with it, dripping only a thin, clear liquid from its tip.

Jeremiah chuckled softly, stroking the belly his cock was buried in.

“Filled right up inside.”
“Ugh, don’t… don’t touch it like that…”

Each time he pressed and rubbed the bulging part, the sensation radiated deep inside, spreading pleasure to his fingertips. Was this what it felt like to touch the inside? The more Eizen let out animalistic cries, the stronger Jeremiah’s touch became.

“Huh, ah!“

Jeremiah kept his cock buried deep inside, rubbing against Eizen’s belly.

Eizen’s entire body trembled violently. It felt like his mind was melting away.

”Haa, Eizen.”

Jeremiah pressed down hard again on the belly his cock was buried in, lowering his head. The moment their lips met and pressed together, he could feel the large cock twitching inside him.

Eizen’s insides became slick and wet. Every time lukewarm semen filled him up, Eizen’s hips trembled violently.

“Huh, uh… uh.”

Hot breaths mingled, their owners unknown. Jeremiah chuckled softly as he ran his semen- and bodily fluid-soaked hand through Eizen’s hair. When his thumb swept down his cheek, a pungent scent wafted up.

“Jeremiah…” Eizen exhaled a breathless sigh, still a bit dazed.

Jeremiah smiled faintly and said, “Can you still feel it inside you?”

Jeremiah pulled Eizen’s hand and placed it on his stomach. Beneath the smooth skin, he could feel the large penis still tightly filling his insides. As he slowly stroked the half-hard shaft with his palm, it twitched and began to grow again.

“Ugh, no…”

Eizen struggled, thinking it was starting again and trying to escape. But Jeremiah’s cock only grew harder, as if stimulated.

Jeremiah pulled his hand back, still gripping Eizen’s arm tightly.

“Aah!”

The sensation of being thrust straight down made Eizen’s entire body tremble violently. Semen oozed out from inside the hole, already stretched to its limit.

“Ah, hmm, ah!”

Unformed moans flowed steadily from between Eizen’s lips.

Is sex always this exhausting?

Eizen stared blankly at Jeremiah, who looked surprisingly refreshed. His entire body, pushed to the limit until even breathing felt like a struggle, lay limp and drenched.

‘How many hours did we go at it?’

Looking out the window, he saw the sky had already turned pitch black.

Lying there slumped, too exhausted even to feel disgusted by the damp bed, Eizen stared up at him. Jeremiah lowered his head and kissed his shoulder. It must have smelled, soaked through with sweat, but he didn’t care. The room was already a mess, reeking of semen.

Eizen flinched at the sensation of Jeremiah’s teeth gently biting into his shoulder. His hypersensitive nerves were once again interpreting the stimulation as pleasure.

“Stop it.”
“Alright.”

Contrary to the short reply, Jeremiah’s hand was already tracing Eizen’s stomach and moving lower. Now holding the completely limp flesh in his hand, Jeremiah began kneading it gently, as if playing with mud.

“Ugh…”

The sensation was painfully intense, but it didn’t make his cock hard again. Eizen’s stamina just wasn’t as formidable as the capture target’s.

‘It would get hard if I drank a potion.’

Eizen wanted to stop now.

Jeremiah, who had been kneading Eizen’s sticky member, clicked his tongue lightly and kissed the back of his neck.

“I’m exhausted, Jeremiah.”

💬Take the potion and go one more round 😉
💬We’ve got potion legs to stand on, after all.

Eizen scowled sharply. After confirming the sound of Jeremiah getting up from the bed, he whispered softly, “I won’t take it.”

💬Why? You liked it too, Eizen.
💬You enjoyed it!

“I did enjoy it, but I’m exhausted.”

💬I’m tired now.
💬Ding-dong♫ Ding-dong♫
💬I’m tired from having sex.
💬Ding-dong♫ Ding-dong♫
💬What are you guys even doing lololol

Still, everyone seemed satisfied with the wild sex scene. EmperorLongLive, especially, was in a highly excited state.

‘The donations came in nicely too. No need to have more sex.’

‘Should I just turn off the stream and go home?’

Just as he was pondering, a glass filled with red liquid was thrust in front of him. Eizen slowly blinked. It was wine.

“Ah!”

The Affinity Potion! He suddenly remembered what he’d forgotten in the heat of the moment.

Eizen reflexively jumped up, groaning as he clutched his waist.

“Are you okay?”
“I’m fine, Jeremiah.”

He had stashed the Affinity Potion in his pocket. But that particular pocket was in that distant garment. Losing the confidence to walk all the way over, Eizen glanced at Jeremiah, then quickly bought another Affinity Potion.

💬Ah, right. You forgot to give him the affinity potion.
💬Aaaah! You should’ve used a [♥Secret Shop – Jeremiah♥] item!
💬What do we do 😭😭 Drink the potion and go again!

‘Sorry, but I don’t plan to.’ 

Eizen moistened his parched mouth with wine, glancing sideways at Jeremiah’s glass.

‘How do I get it in?’

After a moment’s hesitation, Eizen downed the wine in one gulp and thrust the glass forward.

“Another glass, please. Jeremiah.”

Under normal circumstances, speaking to the Emperor like this would have meant his head rolling off his shoulders immediately.

Fortunately, Eizen was the protagonist, and Jeremiah was, after all, a capture target.

Jeremiah chuckled at Eizen’s bold request and started to rise from the bed.

“I’ll hold Your Majesty’s glass.”
“It’s fine.”
“You must be tired.”

Eizen stubbornly snatched the glass away and, taking advantage of Jeremiah’s momentary movement, quickly poured in the affinity potion.

Jeremiah brought a wine bottle and refilled Eizen’s cup.

After lightly clinking cups and emptying it again, a notification popped up: Third dose administered.

‘Phew. Got it down him.’

The moment Eizen exhaled in relief, Jeremiah suddenly scooped Eizen up in his arms.

“Ah…!”
“Time to wash up.”

With that, Jeremiah strode purposefully away.

Eizen felt semen dripping from his still-loose, pliable rear, his face flushing bright red. Jeremiah, however, seemed completely unconcerned.

“I can wash myself by myself…”

As he said that, one thought flashed through Eizen’s mind: ‘Bubbles.’

That random item from [♥Secret Shop – Jeremiah♥]. Maybe this was the chance to use it.

‘I haven’t even used a Secret Shop item yet anyway.’

Eizen obediently nestled into Jeremiah’s arms. After all, for fairness’ sake, he had to use an item from [♥Secret Shop – Jeremiah♥] too.

Eizen had thought the bedroom was unusually huge, but the bathroom was also enormous. And whether it was hot water running 24/7 or not, the bathtub was filled to the brim with steaming water, complete with a large window.

‘Is there some kind of anti-fogging magic on it?’

The sky was astonishingly clear and visible.

As Eizen couldn’t tear his gaze away from the huge window covering one entire wall, Jeremiah chuckled softly.

“Don’t worry, you can’t be seen from outside.”
“Ah.”

💬He’s so thorough with his preparation.
💬Is it something like a magic window?
💬Just call it magic and be done with it.
💬Of course, he’s the Emperor. Grinding down the mages to make it work.
💬That’s how it always is for technical workers.

Jeremiah slowly stepped into the bath, holding Eizen in his arms. As his body gradually submerged until the water reached his waist, Eizen’s feet touched the bath floor.

The warm water soothed his entire body into languor. It seemed scented ingredients had been added, as the water emitted a sweet and fragrant aroma.

Eizen quickly opened [♥Secret Shop – Jeremiah♥].

[Bubbles]
➤ 1,000,000 won
➤ Soft, gentle bubbles.

Bubbles for 1 million won!

Eizen gaped, his expression one of utter disbelief. He checked again, but the price didn’t change.

💬Wow, that’s insane. The bubbles cost a million won.
💬What kind of bubbles even are they?
💬Is it made of gold or something?

The viewers seemed equally shocked.

With a heavy heart, Eizen paid for the bubbles.

‘Yeah, I couldn’t even wear that 3 million won handsome guy’s suit for a full day. Is a million won for bubbles really the problem?’

The moment he convinced himself and bought the bubbles, an enormous amount of bubbles began bubbling up in the bathtub.

Jeremiah’s eyes widened in slight surprise, then he immediately laughed.

“You really know how to make things interesting.”

Did he think it was magic? Eizen just laughed, “Haha.” In less than a minute, the entire bathroom was filled with bubbles. Soft, sticky suds enveloped the two of them.

“Come here.”

Jeremiah pulled Eizen’s arm, scooped up a handful of pure white foam, and rubbed it onto his skin. It felt different from being drenched in slippery bodily fluids. Perhaps it was like the sensation of a soft, fluffy sponge being applied to the skin?

A hand slowly crept up from his waist, finally brushing against Eizen’s chest. Jeremiah twirled his fingertips around the still-firmly erect nipple and chuckled softly.

When Eizen leaned his back against Jeremiah’s chest, the sound of bubbles popping echoed.

He felt like laughing. The moment Eizen gave a small smile, a large, hard cock poked sharply into his butt.

“Ugh.”

He tried to pull away quickly, but Jeremiah was one step ahead, pulling Eizen’s waist toward him and holding him tight.

“It’s okay.”
“It’s not okay.”

Even though it was just being poked between his buttocks, he felt all the strength drain from his body. The more Eizen squirmed and struggled to escape, the tighter Jeremiah held him.

“Look out the window, Eizen.”

Jeremiah tightened his grip and whispered in his ear. The soft foam made it seem like he could slip free at any moment. But Jeremiah’s strength was stronger than that.

“Eizen.”

Jeremiah called his name again. Having given up struggling, Eizen turned his gaze to the window that took up an entire wall, breathing heavily.

The sky, dotted with countless twinkling stars, was clearly visible.

It was quite romantic, actually. Soaking in a tub filled with bubbles, gazing up at the sky.

As Eizen stared silently at the sky, Jeremiah let out a low chuckle. A hand, slick and soft with foam, slowly rubbed Eizen’s shoulder.

The moment lips touched the shoulder, white with foam, Eizen gaped, dazed.

It felt like a sparkling star was rapidly rising from the ground.

… it exploded with a bang! in the pitch-black sky. Colorful, sparkling fireworks brilliantly painted the night sky before slowly fading away.

Bang! Bang! 

The sounds of explosions were faint. Perhaps because they weren’t fireworks made with gunpowder.

The fireworks, clearly created by magic, appeared and vanished, forming all sorts of shapes. Countless flowers, lights of every color, beautiful divine paintings said to be constellations, and more.

Eizen watched in a daze.

Even the fireworks he’d seen from afar during the festival hadn’t been this splendid.

Every color dyed the pure white foam, and the bathroom glowed with a kaleidoscope of hues.

“Wow… “

All he could do was let out a small gasp. Wasn’t this fireworks display prepared solely for Eizen alone?

Eizen kept his eyes wide open, not even blinking, as if every moment was precious, gazing up at the sky.

Jeremiah chuckled softly and pulled Eizen’s body close.

💬Guys, set this to full screen while you watch.
💬Who needs real fireworks after seeing this?
💬He’s such a romantic. Totally an unexpected soft-hearted top.

The viewers’ chat didn’t even register.

After leaning against each other for a long while, silently gazing at the sky, Eizen finally embraced Jeremiah.

Having sex in a bathtub filled with bubbles felt even better than he’d imagined.