IYAMD: Episode 70

Marsilia felt the energy starting to move through Jaha’s body and swallowed a sigh. He knew that his angry words were not wrong.

But somehow, he felt like he was being played into his hands. No, not being played—what was that called?

Ah. After a brief moment of contemplation, Marsilia found the word that best suited the current situation.

‘Trapped.’

He couldn’t help but laugh out loud. It was his first time experiencing this feeling, but it wasn’t that bad. In fact, it made him laugh even more.

His chest was pounding. As Marsilia gently stroked my chest, he felt a presence outside the tent.

Marsilia, who noticed General Des approaching, went out of the tent first and put a finger in front of his lips.

At the gesture to be quiet, General Des shut his mouth and, after arriving a short distance away, began to report.

“I have sent the knights into the forest, but… they are short of axes. All I have are a couple of hatchets, Your Majesty.”

General Des looked embarrassed

“I’m thinking of sending a few men to the main camp to bring the necessary tools. Is there anything else you would like us to bring?”

“Nothing. Just send three or four of the quick-witted ones.”

“Yes, I understand. And… As for the valley, do you think we don’t need to monitor it separately? I left someone there just in case.”

“Given the dragon’s size, it’ll have to fly to get out of there any way. It’s big enough to be seen from here. You don’t need to monitor it.”

General Des sighed quietly and stepped back. Marsilia ordered him not to let anyone near and then entered the tent.

He stopped as he stood at the entrance. He saw a sight that would be hard to believe if he didn’t see it with his own eyes.

Jaha was floating in the air while sitting. It was a strange thing for a human body to float, but there was a kind of aura emanating from his body. Was this Jaha’s inner energy? Marsilia let out a quiet sigh.

A faint energy swirled around Jaha’s body, sparkling. The energy gradually thickened, causing Jaha’s body to float higher and higher.

His long hair, tied up high, swayed gently. In the windless tent, Jaha looked as if he were enveloped in a breeze.

Marsilia felt the flow of air swirling around him and watched quietly, swallowing his saliva.

Time passed slowly. The energy that had swirled around his entire body gathered again in his dantian.

As time passed, the sky grew dark. The knights who had gone into the forest returned and, despite the noise, Jaha concentrated on gathering his inner energy.

His skin gradually turned into a transparent milky color. Marsilia could feel the change every time he blinked, so much so that he was afraid that he might become completely transparent.

As Marsilia was struggling with the urge to grab Jaha who was floating in the air, a long sigh escaped Jaha’s mouth. At the moment when he felt all the energy swirling around his body being pulled to his dantian, Jaha raised his hand. He pressed down on the air as if he was pushing something down.

His body, which had risen to Marsilia’s waist height, slowly sank. When Jaha opened his eyes, his body had completely descended to the ground.

The yellow eyes glowed in the dark barracks.

When Jaha blinked a few times, the glowing eyes disappeared and returned to their normal state.

Marsilia waited without saying a word. He swallowed his saliva silently, fearing that he might harm him.

Jaha, who had been blinking with a blank expression, finally opened his mouth.

“Is it dinner time yet?”

He grumbled and stood up from his seat as Marsilia nodded in response.

“I’m hungry.”

Only then did Marsilia approach him and pinched his cheek, which had become much brighter than before. He felt his body temperature warmer than usual.

“Your complexion has brightened.”

“It’s because my meridians are no longer blocked.”

“I don’t know what it is, but it seems good.”

Jaha smiled faintly at Marsilia’s words.

“There are still a few more days to go. Do you have time?”

“It depends on when the dragon wakes up.”

“Such sleepyhead.”

Marsilia frowned.

“I’m so confused as to whether you’re good at talking or not. Where did you I earn the word ‘sleepyhead’?”

“You told me.”

Jaha looked up at Marsilia with an expression that said, “Don’t you remember?” and asked.

“When are we eating?”

“They should be prepared it.”

Even when his cheek was being pinched, Jaha remained calm without any sign of irritation. Seeing him like this was confusing.

Had he grown accustomed to him?

Lowering his head slightly, Marsilia asked.

“Can I kiss you?”

“why?”

“What do you mean, why?”

“Im asking why you want to kiss me?”

Marsilia was momentarily flustered by his question. He’s really asking that?

“Because I want to.”

As the man subtly frowned and leaned back, his expression showed both dissatisfaction and curiosity about why Marsilia wanted to kiss him.

He had no intention of answering that question. Instead, he gently wrapped his arms around Jaha’s waist and pulled him closer.

“In the Western Continent, there’s a custom where silence is taken as agreement.”

As Marsilia cupped one of his cheeks, Jaha’s gaze followed the touch. Marsilia tilted his head, pulling Jaha’s face toward him, and lowered his own.

“I asked for your consent, and you didn’t answer. So, this means…”

There was no response from Jaha ever after he briefly kissed him. Marsilia took it as consent.

As soon as Jaha turned his head, he felt a soft lump of flesh on his lips. Marsilia sucked his upper and lower lips alternately, then stuck out his tongue and licked his teeth, which were still clenched.

Marsilia looked into Jaha’s eyes while sweeping his inside his lips. His pupils were dilated.

The moment Jaha with his eyes downcast opened his mouth, Marsilia quietly smiled and pushed his tongue in.

As the sweet saliva mixed with his, it felt like a flood. Marsilia moved his head and swallowed the saliva overflowing in his mouth.

As he moved the hand that was on his cheek to grab the back of his neck, Jaha tilted his head back.

At the same time, his eyes closed. Seeing this, Marsilia carefully took his hand and placed it on his shoulder. Then, following him, he closed his eyes and licked the tender flesh inside Jaha’s mouth with her tongue.

At some point, Jaha’s fingers on his shoulder twitched. Marsilia let out a low groan without realizing it as his hands slowly grasped the fabric.

As they parted their lips, their gazes locked for a moment. Marsilia looked down at Jala and grumbled quietly.

“You’re the one who’s bad for accepting it quietly. You confuse me.”

“Even if I tell you to not do it, you’ll still do it.”

Marsilia closed his eyes tightly, his breathing, which was louder than usuaI. Then he lightly bit the lips that were making annoying sounds and whispered. “If you really say no, I won’t do it. But….”

Marsilia opened his eyes and spoke quietly, glancing back and forth between Jaha’s yellow eyes and lips.

“Not this time, but next time.”

Before their lips met again, Jaha snorted.

Jaha stared at the man who was kissing his again. His eyes were tightly shut, and his dark golden eyelashes fluttered. He furrowed his eyebrows slightly and gently took his lips.

As Jaha opened his mouth as if he was possessed, a hot, slippery, wet tongue pushed in. He didn’t hate the feeling.

That’s the tricky part. He doesn’t mind kissing this guy.

At first, he was embarrassed and uncomfortable, but after a while, he started to feel better. Whenever the hot flesh moved gently inside, he felt a tingling sensation somewhere.

He first felt that feeling growing without him knowing it when he kissed him.

At first, he was embarrassed when something hard touched his lower body, but now he has gotten used to it.

It was difficult because he still didn’t hate the man’s actions of hugging his back and pressing his lower body against his.

But if you asked if he felt the same level of excitement, he had no choice but to say no. Even though the kiss was felt good, there was no change in Jaha’s lower body.

Even though the man was blatantly rubbing his lower body, Jaha only focused on the gentle movements of his tongue.

It was inevitable that his breathing would become increasingly difficult, but that too was a stark difference between the man and Jaha. He felt his breath brushing his face as their lips parted and slowly opened his eyes.

Jaha looked at his face, Marsilia had a more composed expression than expected.

The gap was so strange that he couldn’t help but smile. The difference between the composed expression and the unsophisticated lower body seemed somehow funny.

However, the man who opened his eyes late saw Jaha’s smile and narrowed his eyes. Jaha felt as if he saw something sparkling.

Jaha unconsciously placed his hand on his cheek and stared into his green eyes, which were darker than usual. He couldn’t take his eyes off him, wondering what he could see inside them.