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Aether had been feeling strange for a while now. His arrival in Nod-Krai had let him unable to take time for himself, between his tour of the city, his awe in front of the unique atmosphere and buildings there, the many persons he had to meet...
Impatience, expectation, frustration, fatigue were weighing on him. And to find that Varka wasn't actually at their rendezvous point ticket him the wrong way.
Still, he knew that it was mainly because of how he felt in the first place.
If he had been in a good shape, rested, he wouldn't have taken it that way.
And there was something else he couldn't really say out loud: he hadn't been unable to get some...private time.
As in, jerking off and touching himself.
His loins were on fire and he could feel pent-up need in his guts.
How long since he had been with someone?
How long since he had been made to moan, to cum-
(Stop it...)
He shook his head and kept unpacking his stuff.
They were in their room at the Flagship with Paimon, where they were supposed to drop off their baggages there and get some rest for the day.
But Aether couldn't hold it in any longer.
(I need to find a place to...)
"Sorry. I'll head out a bit."
"You want Paimon to come with you?..." asked his floaty companion, already half-asleep on the bed.
"No, it's okay... you can rest. I'll be back."
"Okay... see you..."
Paimon who had stuffed herself with food, would certainly not follow him.
Aether exited the room and took a deep breath. There were surely some places in the inn, some rooms he could borrow... anywhere, even a storage room would do...
(Why am I feeling that way? Is it because of the kuuvahki?)
This strange energy of Nod-Krai was making him feel weird. Did it have other properties?
The Traveler was so lost in his thoughts that failed to notice the silhouette in front of him and bumped into it.
"Ow.. sorry... I wasn't watching where I was going", he apologized, looking at the person he had hit.
"!?"
Ba-dump.
"Please, there's no need to apologize. If anything, I'm the one who should be sorry—"
Ba-dump.
A strong, tall build.
Yellow eyes.
Long, indigo hair.
Delicate yet masculine features.
A tranquil smile, an eerie air, a manly and mysterious aura.
Ba-dump. Ba-dump.
The man in front of Aether was talking but he couldn't hear him.
The only thing he could hear was his heartbeat.
He forced himself to listen, to regulate his breathing and chase his unholy thoughts.
"—but please, just call me Flins."
It was a lifesaver, because Aether hadn't even heard his full name. His voice was deep, his tone and speech calm, matching his vibe.
"Would I be correct that you are a traveler in this land?" the ethereal man -Flins- asked.
"Y-yes", Aether replied in a raspy voice. "My name is Aether. Are you here for travel too?" he added, looking for salvation in small talk.
"Ah, if only I had the time to spare. No, I'm just staying for the night... my sole cause for being here today is to repair this lantern of mine."
Flins went on to show him his lantern, to explain things about him, his duties. Aether heard words here and there, tombstones, Ratnik, Wild Hunt...
But his mind only registered one thing.
Flins - that man, that hot guy, would only be here for the night.
And after that...who knows when he'd meet him again?
His mind was racing in a very, very wrong direction.
Tonight.
Paimon, asleep.
The fire in his pants.
His short breathing.
That longing, that craving.
The wildest ideas popping one after another in his head.
(No, no, no... it's wrong...)
Aether blinked, unable to keep up with his depraved mind's thoughts.
He wasn't looking at Flins in the eyes. He was looking at his lips, his chest, his arms, his legs, his crotch.
"!!!"
He shuddered when Flins came closer and leaned almost over him, inspecting him with his yellow eyes.
"Are you unwell? Would you like me to get you a doctor, perhaps?"
"I... I..."
The moment these eyes enraptured him, the moment he smelled Flins' body odour from that close, Aether lost all common sense.
"...please help me."
"Help you?"
Blushing so hard that his cheeks burned him, shaking, too ashamed to talk, the Traveler looked down.
Flins followed his gaze and noticed the bulge on his pants.
Slowly, a smirk lighted up his face.
(God, even like this, he's so hot...)
"Oh, so this is the kind of help you require. I must commend your honesty and your audacity. In all my years, it must be the first time that I am faced with such a request."
"Ah..."
His hand brushed Aether's chest.
"Fascinating. What in the world could have caused you to make it, I wonder."
He laughed quietly.
"However, asked so politely, who am I to refuse? Besides... you are quite the gracious creature yourself. I'm most intrigued to see what you're capable of."
Flins' voice had changed to an even deeper tone, so hot that it could've made Aether cum on the spot.
"Now... Should we go to my room?"
Aether gulped.
"Ohh?... No. I can read it in your eyes. You don't want that. You wish for something even more depraved. You want us to do it... here in the corridor."
When Aether found the strength to nod, the Ratnik's hands found his waist.
"As I said..."
He turned Aether against the wall with delicate yet strong gestures
"...who am I to refuse?"